books44 Chapter 235 Killing
Chapter 235 Killing
After Wu Dabao escaped from No. 76, he immediately regrouped his men and charged back to the residential area.
The place was already a river of blood, and the densely packed corpses on the ground made everyone present shudder.
Wu Dabao used his feet to move several corpses and found that all of them were shot in exactly the same place, between the eyebrows and the heart, which were fatal locations. Even the top agents would not dare to say that their techniques could be so precise.
This is more like a slaughter art.
In the eyes of the killer, these agents of No. 76 are no different from fat pigs.
He was not enjoying the pleasure of killing, but was looking at these ant-like lives from a God's perspective.
Thinking of this, Wu Dabao took a breath, closed his eyes, and his soul trembled uncontrollably.
Where on earth did this group of strong men come from?
Now that the inside line is broken, it will be even more difficult to grasp the Communist Party’s every move.
And according to the intelligence we received in advance, this group of people came specifically to kill me.
Now I can neither defeat them nor get any information about them. Is it certain that I will die?
At this time, Wu Dabao was filled with resentment and anger.
He licked his dry lips, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he roared:
"Send everyone out, search every house one by one, and don't let them go.
If you want me to die, don't even think about getting away with it. Let's see who has the last laugh.
In Shanghai, I can no longer be bullied by you little bastards."
After saying that, Wu Dabao walked into the car without looking back and yelled at the driver:
"Drive to my house quickly."
It was not until the car drove into his villa area that Wu Dabao felt a little relieved.
Looking at the heavily guarded Wu Mansion, Wu Dabao couldn't help but sneer.
"For my safety, the Japanese arranged dozens of soldiers to protect me at my home.
No matter how powerful a few red bandits are, can they be compared with the military elites of the Empire of Japan?
As soon as tomorrow morning comes, I will go to the Japanese Navy Special Marine Corps Headquarters and ask the Japanese to send troops to arrest this gang of communists. You will not be able to escape even if you have wings."
At this time, Wu Dabao's eyes were shining coldly, as if Chen Yan was already trapped in a jar.
At the same time, cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor at the foot of the steps in front of the clinic.
Chen Yan, with messy hair, heard the door of the clinic open and looked back haggardly.
"The operation is completed. His life has been saved for the time being. The patient hasn't woken up yet. You can go and see him now," the bald old man said kindly, taking off his mask.
Chen Yan supported himself, stood up with great effort, and bowed slightly to the old man:
"I was too impulsive before. The door of the clinic has been repaired for you."
The old man smiled and said amiably: "I see, come in quickly."
During the operation, Chen Yan ordered his men to quickly restore the clinic door to its original state and have someone get rid of the truck so as not to leave any clues for the enemy.
He dragged his tired body and ran quickly into the room. Looking at Li San who was unconscious on the hospital bed, his eyes became blurred again.
"Doctor, can you guarantee that the person won't die?" Chen Yan's voice trembled a little.
"I can't guarantee that. The patient is too weak. The rest depends on his luck."
Chen Yan clenched his fists so tightly that they made crackling sounds, and felt indescribably bitter in his heart.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind and said:
"Ask Shuxin to help find a car to take San'er away."
"No", the bald doctor exclaimed immediately, "I just said that the patient is very weak now. Taking him away now will definitely make him die."
"Then please come with us, take good care of him, and make sure he doesn't die for the time being."
The doctor frowned and said angrily: "What do you mean? Do you want to kidnap me?"
Chen Yan turned around and did not answer the old man. Instead, he said to his men:
"Are you all f*cking deaf? Or maybe my words don't work anymore."
The two young soldiers carried the doctor out, not caring how harshly the old man cursed.
"bandit".
"robber".
"Unreasonable."
“Don’t look at me as an old man. I am a cultured person. I have been in the society for so many years, and I know everything about Tai Chi and Wing Chun.
I advise you to put it down as soon as possible. It doesn’t matter if you get hurt, but it would be bad if the flowers and plants are touched.
You little bastards, did you hear me talking...?"
The old man cursed while flapping his short legs. If Chen Yan hadn't advised the soldiers not to take action, the two young men would definitely have used tough measures.
The old man didn't understand Chen Yan's intention, but not long after their car left, the search team of No. 76 rushed over.
At 3 o'clock in the morning, the car arrived at Tang Mansion in the concession.
Tang Caiying came out in a floral nightgown, looking tired, and said impatiently:
"Commander Chen, it's not appropriate for you to come to my home so late at night.
Are you interested in me?"
Chen Yan was not in the mood to joke with Tang Caiying. He inadvertently glanced at the surging breasts of Tang Caiying and immediately turned away.
It's immoral!
What's so cool about this.
It's so vulgar, so unbearable, and so thought-provoking!
Tang Caiying walked up to him with a smile and put her arm around his shoulders.
"Why are you still shy? Are you deeply in love with me now? Do you want me to chat about life with you in the evening?"
Chen Yan couldn't help but shudder, lowered his shoulders and escaped from her clutches.
"Sister, if you want to spar, let's find another time. My brother is seriously injured and No. 76 is searching for us. Your place is the safest place I can think of right now."
"Have you offended No. 76?" Tang Caiying frowned and said reluctantly, "I don't want to bother with those beasts. Wipe your ass quickly and don't let me get into trouble."
After saying that, Tang Caiying walked upstairs.
Chen Yan looked at her back, with a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes.
Don't worry, I'll put an end to all this tonight!
He looked up at the sky outside and murmured, "It's getting late."
When Chen Yan appeared again, he was actually opposite the Wu Mansion.
He stared coldly at the Wu Mansion, leaning against the wall, a cigarette in his mouth, observing every move inside.
The Wu Mansion was pitch black and looked calm on the surface, but Chen Yan could already sense the murderous aura inside.
This was a soldier's instinct. He threw the cigarette butt heavily on the ground and said meaningfully:
"It seems that this is not a simple matter."
"Fatty Wu, I, Chen Yan, want your life, and no one can save it," said Chen Yan, and then he ran quickly towards the gate of Tang Mansion.
With just a quick move, he stepped on the wall with one foot, used the force from upwards, leaned on the top of the wall with his right hand, and jumped into the yard.
Chen Yan was walking in the yard unscrupulously, and the leaves in the breeze made a buzzing sound.
Suddenly he pulled out a Nepali machete from his waist and rushed straight towards the bushes beside him, muttering softly:
"Boy, your fox tail is exposed. You should learn from it in your next life."