Break in

Chapter 94

Windmill wondered if someone had lowered his head recently, and he felt that he was out of luck.

Originally, he was doing business well in Haicheng. Although he could not bear the consequences of being arrested, he has always been extra careful and survived so many crackdowns.

Suddenly one day, a strange person named Boss Chen came to the door, and even picked up his children from school, so he had to act as the offline of Boss Chen's shipment.

Forget it, walking in the rivers and lakes, you will encounter several hurdles more or less.

But he never expected that this seemingly powerful boss Chen would be arrested by the police?
So Fengchechi panicked and decided to run away, and carefully sent a younger brother to scout the way.

But how did he know that the current Tiaozi is so cunning, he arrested the younger brother and forced himself to the point of jumping into the river.

Fortunately, the thin monkey who ran for his life with him is a fool, and a small favor can make him work hard.

It seems that the thin monkey's life failed to bring him freedom. After running the windmill for a long distance, his shoes were lost, and a large blood blister was formed on his foot, so he couldn't run anymore.

Looking around, it seems that there are no caves or particularly lush trees to hide in, but there is no unparalleled road. When the windmill is about to reach its limit, I found a tomb that has been in disrepair.

So he decided to hide in the tomb bag for a while, thinking that there would not be too many tiaozi who followed him all the way, and after recovering his strength, he ran directly in another direction, thinking that the tiaozi would definitely not be able to catch up.

At this moment, the windmill is staying in the pitch-black tomb, where you can't see your fingers, and there is no light at all.

He leaned against the wall near the hole, not daring to move at will.

Although he thought he was not too timid, he didn't want to encounter any weird things in this situation, and he didn't even want to think about what was around him.

Windmill straddled a briefcase diagonally across his body, and stretched the telescopic shoulder straps to the shortest possible position. If he was really unlucky, don't find out. The contents of the briefcase were his last chance to survive.

Windmill swallowed, and tightly held an imitation Black Star pistol in his hand, as if it gave him a little extra courage.

However, what happened next was something he would never forget.

Green light, a beam of green light shot out of thin air from the dim hole.

The beam is very thick and the color is very penetrating.

"Who's—who's in my house—"

With a long tail, the penetrating voice came from the entrance of the cave, and the hairs on the windmill's body immediately stood on end, and a chill ran down its back.

"Who—in my house—"

The sound continued, and it could even be heard that the source of the sound was getting closer and closer to the grave, followed by the rustling sound of stepping on the grass on the grave.

Windmill swallowed, and gripped the pistol tightly with trembling hands. The muzzle of the gun was shaking due to the shaking of his arms. He panicked and said sharply, "Who! Don't play tricks!"

"Who are you--"

"Why - what - at my house -"

Hearing the words shouted by the windmill, the voice outside did not stop, but continued to speak in a long tone.

If Windmill was brave enough, he would be able to hear that the voice was higher-pitched this time, and he could even hear a little excitement in the voice.

Unfortunately, if he had been brave enough, he wouldn't have been nicknamed "Windmill".

Hiding in the grave was already the limit of the windmill's guts, he had completely collapsed, and he pulled the trigger indiscriminately with trembling hands.

The completely out-of-point bullets flew around the grave, but not a single one flew out of the hole.

The sound outside has completely dissipated, but the green light reflected at the entrance of the cave has not disappeared, and it has even become greener!

"Ah! I'll fight with you!"

Windmill brandished the pistol, which had already been emptied of magazines and was in an idle state, and rushed out of the hole frantically.

Bai Feng, who had already quietly ambushed on the side of the cave entrance, was not polite. The moment the target rushed out, he held up a heavy black mechanical stick and slammed it on the target's calf.

Due to the speed of rushing out, the windmill lost its balance after being hit by its legs. The whole person fell straight forward, slid a long distance on the smooth mossy ground, and finally fell into the dense and tall grave grass .

"Help! Help! Don't touch me! Go away!"

Until Bai Feng knelt down on his back and successfully put plastic handcuffs on him, the windmill still didn't react, and his legs were still kicking around.

"As expected of a windmill, you are so timid!"

Zeng Shui coughed a few times and cleared his throat. He was the one who was talking through his throat just now. If it hadn't been on a whim, Bai Feng really didn't know that Zeng Shui would do this.

Zeng Shui ran over from a distance with his rifle in hand, twisting the laser pointer as he ran. The green light just now was because he twisted the focus knob on the pointer, turning the small dot originally projected on the target into a Very large circle.

"Stop barking, Windmill, you're under arrest."

Bai Feng sat down on the windmill body unceremoniously, and smiled at Zeng Shui: "Ah Shui, the brightness of the indicator is really good. Adjust the focus and launch it in mid-air. I guess Lao Gao has already arrived with reinforcements!"

Zeng Shui pointed the muzzle of the gun straight up as he said, and a green laser beam pointed straight into the air. Now it is not an IR beam invisible to the naked eye, but a pure laser beam. If there are police officers nearby, it will be easy. can be found.

No way, I didn’t bring a mobile phone with me when I went out, and the walkie-talkies used by the two of them were public-issued Baofeng, a purely civilian model, and the communication distance on the plane is very short, not to mention that they are still in the mountains, so they can only use the position of the laser beam to remind them teammate.

Bai Feng secretly decided in his heart that he couldn't save money when he went back, so he must replace the walkie-talkie on his body with a self-purchased military model. In case of such an action next time, he can directly contact his teammates instead of just sitting here with.

Not to mention, two strong men are escorting a thin man in this wilderness, and there is a dilapidated solitary grave beside him. This style of painting is really strange.

"Are you the police?"

After struggling for a long time, the windmill finally came to its senses and said in a low voice.

"if not?"

Bai Feng patted the back of the windmill, grinned, the information was really accurate, the suspect's nickname was really correct, he was as timid as a mouse, and ran out by himself after a little scare.

"I thought... By the way, police officer, I will report, I will expose! I have evidence of Boss Chen's transaction!"

The windmill soon started to twitch again, as if it wanted to take off the briefcase on its body and hand it to Bai Feng.

"Stop moving!"

Bai Feng took off his helmet and hung it on his belt, and wiped his hair. The water on his hair was still wet when he crossed the river. When he noticed the movement under him, he patted the windmill on the shoulder in dissatisfaction, and taught loudly: "It's a bit Public morality is good, don't move around anymore, you will be allowed to enter other people's graves!"

"Accumulate some virtue, don't kick your legs! Are you playing disco on the grave?"

"This grass on the grave makes you bald!"

　It will be released tomorrow

　　begging for the first order
　　
　
(End of this chapter)