He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"Sure, I saw everything with my own eyes. Also, from my angle, I can see the tiny wound on Liang Shaoke's neck, exactly the same as those rubbish I killed." Noah responded confidently and assuredly.

Calvin still seemed a little worried: "Try to confirm whether Liang Shaoke is really dead."

Noah smiled helplessly: “Okay, Mr. Calvin.”

However, just as he finished speaking, two policemen appeared from nowhere, and when they saw Liang Shaoke's body, they quickly stepped forward to check the situation.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Calvin, Liang Shaoke's body was found by the police." Noah spread his hands and said helplessly.

Calvin on the phone was silent for a moment: "Okay, continue to follow Zhang Beixing."

"Yes, Mr. Calvin."

……

Zhang Beixing kept running in the dark, narrow and damp alley, his heavy breathing and heavy footsteps intertwined together.

He didn't know how far he had run, he only knew that he had run out of the residential area and temporarily escaped the police's siege.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Zhang Beixing stopped and looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, he took out his cell phone and answered the call.

"Oh, my friend, you have completed the initial tasks of joining the organization. Well done." A majestic and arrogant voice came from the phone.

Zhang Beixing took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Is this the result you want?"

"Hahaha." The voice responded with a sneer, "This is the result that both of us want to see, isn't it?"

Without waiting for Zhang Beixing to respond, he continued, "You killed the policeman named Liang Shaoke, and you are the captain of the criminal police brigade. This is much more senior than an ordinary policeman."

"Well, what kind of treatment should I give you... Oh, my friend, let's put it this way, you are now the elite of the organization. Of course, if you kill more, I will promote you to the backbone of the organization, and the treatment you enjoy will be more generous."

At this time, Zhang Beixing raised his head and looked at the rooftop of a three-story building next to him: "Wait a minute, I'll get rid of the annoying flies."

"Hmm?" A questioning voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

But Zhang Beixing ignored him. He put down the phone and took out a crossbow and a needle from his canvas bag. He aimed at the rooftop of the three-story building, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and shot out the needle that was between his fingers.

On the rooftop, Noah was still holding a single-lens telescope and watching Zhang Beixing.

However, at this moment, he saw through the telescope that Zhang Beixing suddenly put down his mobile phone, took out a crossbow from his canvas bag, and aimed it at him.

not good! Found!
Just as Noah was about to pull away and step back, he saw a streak of light flying towards him at an extremely fast speed.

There seemed to be another stream of light flying behind that stream of light.

In a flash, he felt as if something had sunk into his neck.

His breathing became difficult, and his strength seemed to be drained away. His body was no longer under his control and fell backwards unnaturally.

With a thud, Noah fell heavily to the ground, like a second Liang Shaoke.

His big eyes were filled with confusion and reluctance as he looked up at the sky.

Zhang Beixing... is truly a killer genius.

Following a twitch of struggle, Noah's eyes quickly became lifeless, the expression on his face froze, and his body gradually became stiff.

Zhang Beixing didn't even look at the situation on the rooftop. He turned around, put away his crossbow, and picked up the phone.

"Okay, the annoying fly has been dealt with, you can continue talking now." There was a hint of impatience in his eyes, and the expression on his face showed disgust.

But no matter what, he has already taken this step. No matter how much he hates the person on the phone and how much he wants to get rid of him, he can only listen to what this person says temporarily.

The voice on the phone paused for a full half minute before heavy breathing was heard.

"You killed Noah?" The voice sounded puzzled but there was no displeasure in it.

Zhang Beixing said calmly, "So his name is Noah."

"Why?" the voice demanded.

Zhang Beixing walked forward and said calmly, "I just don't like others following me."

The phone fell silent again.

After a few seconds, the voice began to chuckle, followed by the rhythmic sound of applause: "Very good, you are worthy of being someone I value. You have the potential to be a killer!"

"So? Does this mean I have officially joined the organization?" Zhang Beixing felt more and more disgusted with this way of speaking.

The voice said "Huh?" and asked, "Is it enough to just kill a policeman? Do you want me to be wanted by the police in Jiuzhou in the future? Then should I still do business in Jiuzhou?"

Zhang Beixing said impatiently: "And I joined the organization because I was framed by you. Killing a policeman is enough!"

"Hehe." The voice did not feel any surprise, nor did it have any dissatisfaction with Zhang Beixing's complaints: "The decision is yours. Since you want to join the organization now, I will grant you your wish! Your phone will receive a location immediately. Go to the location and someone will be waiting for you there!"

After that, the phone was hung up.

Zhang Beixing stood still with his phone in hand, squinting his eyes, thinking about his next move.

Ding Dong, the phone beeped suddenly, and a location was displayed on the screen: "No. 89 Fulu Street, formerly Donghe Auto Repair Factory."

Zhang Beixing glanced at the location information, then put away his phone and took a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision in his heart.

He stood there, silent for more than ten seconds, as if making up his mind. Then he took a step forward and walked resolutely towards the dark alley ahead.

Inside the Fenglan City Police Station, the telephone rang one after another and the service hall was bustling with activity.

Police officers were busy shuttling back and forth, some running, some handling matters, no one was idle.

Li Wenshan, Fu Yuheng and other police leaders also personally took part in directing this operation that caused a stir in the entire Fenglan City.

In order to capture one person, the whole city was in an uproar, all police forces were mobilized, and even special police were involved. This was almost unprecedented.

The initiator of all this was Zhang Beixing, who could perhaps be regarded as the first person in the history of Fenglan City.

However, this is not an honor worth showing off. On the contrary, the wanted order has made Zhang Beixing a shadow in the hearts of many people.

"Director, all the personnel have been dispatched, and now we are just waiting for news." Wang Chengtian walked quickly to the director and reported the current situation.

Hearing this, Li Wenshan nodded heavily: "I understand."

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

"Chief! Chief! There's the latest news!" A police officer shouted as he ran over, panting, "Someone called the police and said that Zhang Beixing is at No. 89 Fulu Street, the former Donghe Auto Repair Shop!"

Li Wenshan's eyes widened, and he asked hurriedly: "Tell me quickly! What is the specific situation?"

"The person who called the police said that he saw Zhang Beixing near the auto repair shop." The police officer said breathlessly.

When Li Wenshan heard this, the expression on his face became strange.

Since the wanted warrant was issued, reports about Zhang Beixing's whereabouts have been endless, but such a detailed address is rare.

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Mobilize the special police, gather all police forces, and go to No. 89 Fulu Street immediately! Quickly!"

"Yes, Director!" Everyone answered in unison and turned around to get busy. Li Wenshan stood there, his hands on his waist, his expression was complicated and difficult to read, but his eyes showed obvious emotional fluctuations.

No. 89 Fulu Street, inside an abandoned auto repair shop.

Zhang Beixing hid in a dark alley, watching the movements on the street with vigilant eyes.

There were no police, nothing unusual, and no trace of the mysterious organization.

He quietly walked out of the alley, put on his hood, passed by the door of the auto repair shop, and his eyes inadvertently swept inside.

There was only a pile of scrap copper and iron, and the environment was in a mess. It was obvious that it had been abandoned for many years.

Is this the base of the mysterious organization? Why did they choose such a place?
Zhang Beixing was confused, but didn't think much about it.

He turned and walked into another alley, went around the back of the auto repair shop, and entered the auto repair shop through the broken window.

The scene inside was no different from the outside world, with signs of dilapidation everywhere, and it didn't look like anyone had ever been there.

Could it be... A thought suddenly popped up in his mind, but was immediately interrupted by the vibration of the phone.

He took out his cell phone, looked at the unknown number on the screen, frowned, turned around and prepared to leave, while answering the call.

"Hey, what do you want to do this time?" Zhang Beixing asked in an unpleasant tone.

A rough voice with a hearty smile came over the phone: "Oh, my friend, I'm calling to tell you that you've been targeted by the police."

Zhang Beixing was stunned for a moment, then said, "Isn't this exactly what you did? I am now wanted by the police all over the city."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." The laughter became more and more arrogant. "What I meant is that you'd better leave that place as soon as possible. The police will arrive at the scene in one minute, and this time they have mobilized special police."

Zhang Beixing's pupils shrank suddenly and his heart trembled.

Sure enough, just as he expected, this mysterious organization would never believe him easily.

"Good luck to you, my friend."

After saying that, the phone was hung up immediately.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill siren suddenly sounded outside the auto repair shop.

Zhang Beixing quickly looked up and saw that the entire auto repair shop was covered with red and blue flashing lights.

He cursed in his heart, picked up his phone without hesitation, and ran towards the stairs not far away.

"Don't move! Police!"

"Zhang Beixing, you have been surrounded. Just surrender and you still have a chance! Otherwise, we will take extreme measures against you!"

There were loud shouts one after another, full of oppression.

But Zhang Beixing did not stop, he would never surrender.

Things have progressed to this point. If we just surrender, everything will be over.

He looked around and saw police breaking into the front and back doors of the auto repair shop.

The time left for him to escape...is not much.

He struggled to grab the debris beside the stairs, blocked the stairs, then turned around and groped on the second floor.

However, he knew nothing about this place, and the most taboo thing during escape was being unfamiliar with the terrain.

Trying to escape under the noses of this group of police and special police is simply extremely difficult!
That mysterious organization really intends to push me into a desperate situation?
Zhang Beixing secretly complained in his heart, but his pace was getting faster and faster.

He ran to the room at the end of the corridor, but found that the room had no windows and was a dead end.

The sounds from downstairs were getting closer and closer, and the debris blocking the stairs was also being shaken, and could be broken open at any time.

It’s too late…If we delay any further, it will be too late.

Zhang Beixing immediately turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

He ran up the stairs as fast as he could and down the corridor without looking back.

As soon as I opened another room on the second floor, I heard the sound of debris piled on the stairs being broken open.

He rushed into the room without hesitation, and luckily the room had a window!
And outside the window is a two-story building about twenty centimeters away.

As long as you can break out of the window, you can continue running along another building!

Without time to think, he walked to the window, stepped hard, curled up his body, and used his body to force open the old wooden window.

There was a sound of breaking windows, but he didn't feel any pain.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the rooftop of the building next to me right in front of me!

He rolled on the ground and ran madly along the rooftop without looking back.

There were waves of angry, nervous and helpless voices coming from behind him, but Zhang Beixing didn't care at all.

He now had only one thought in his mind, and that was to run, run as hard as he could!

Until they shake off the police, or they can no longer run and are caught by the police.

But you must not get caught by the police, you must keep running!

He ran forward with all his might, occasionally jumping over the gap between buildings that was at least 20 centimeters and at most half a meter.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing was like a parkour master in film and television works, moving flexibly between buildings, as if no obstacle could stop him or make him stop.

Is this the potential that humans unleash in times of crisis? Zhang Beixing pondered in his heart.

Then, he kicked his feet suddenly and leaped into the air. Without even taking a closer look at the half-meter-wide gap in front of him, he jumped out resolutely.

Plop!
He landed steadily on the rooftop, rolled to his feet, and continued to run forward.

Behind him, there were still police chasing him, but their number was gradually decreasing.

The same thing happened downstairs, with fewer and fewer police officers chasing him.

Zhang Beixing panted and looked around.

No, I can't keep running like this, I must find a way to get rid of the police.

Moreover, if we keep running like this, we will eventually encounter a gap in the building that we cannot jump over...

He looked around and soon his eyes were drawn to the rooftop of a single-story building.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Beixing adjusted his direction and jumped towards the rooftop of the flat building.

Then he jumped from the rooftop to the ground, turned around and disappeared into the alley.

At this moment.

Most of the police officers who were chasing were out of breath, holding their knees with their hands, and their faces were covered with sweat. Many special police officers stopped, and only a few police officers continued to chase. (End of this chapter)