Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 208 In the jungle world, the strong are respected

All doubts were answered after opening the temporarily posted "police car".

Yan Qing's first shot actually crossed the distance. He was separated by more than half the width of the road, and the three people beside the car four or five meters away directly found the guy who was raising the automatic rifle.

It's only seven or eight meters away. Olympic shooters don't even have to raise their guns to aim. The flames from the muzzle will send a deer bullet, which will hit the opponent's face hard!
You have to be so familiar with your firearm and so confident in your accuracy to shoot a headshot with buckshot!
One can imagine the consequences of a lead bullet about the thickness of a finger hitting his face violently.

The whole body was knocked backwards by the huge impact!
The three people whose eyes were attracted by the muzzle flash subconsciously followed the muzzle of the gun and looked at their accomplices over there. They were frightened to death by the appearance of the exhausted and lifeless body.

So Yan Qing fired the second shot without any pause and fired small steel balls all over the sky. They must not have been able to tell what kind of powerful shot it was.

They were so frightened that they had no strength to resist. Some screamed and held their heads, some raised their hands in surrender, and only one person reluctantly pulled out his pistol.

But they all tried their best to dodge, only to feel bullets and steel balls hitting their heads and faces!
And the moment they were dodging, Yan Qing had already calmly strode across the road and ejected the bullet;

Catching two plastic bullet casings of different colors in the air, at the same time, he stuffed the two shotshells held between his index and middle fingers;
With a shake of one hand, the shotgun was loaded. The shell casings were already in the hidden pocket of the T-shirt in his left hand, and two new shotgun shells were between his fingers, which were also the last two shotgun shells.

enough.

After taking the last two steps to speed up, Yan Qing almost put the shotgun to the head of the man who was drawing the gun and pulled the trigger!

No matter it is the era of cold weapons or muskets, how can we not keep our eyes on the enemy anytime and anywhere during combat?
Bang!
The huge sparks sprayed from the muzzle were particularly eye-catching at dusk, and the human body fell to the ground without any surprise...

The man standing next to him with his hands raised in surrender was so frightened that he wanted to summon up the last courage to jump up, but Yan Qing used the butt of his gun to hit the head of the screaming and holding his head hard, and the muzzle of the gun banged even more. One shot in the chest!

The huge impact of the deer bullet instantly overturned the idea of ​​surrender, but he didn't have time to say anything. He only lowered his head in surprise and saw a blood stain as big as a bowl of blood quickly opened on his chest, and it continued to expand!

He couldn't say anything, he could only feel his vitality disappearing rapidly!
I took two futile steps forward and fell down...

Yan Qing had already bent down to take off the pistol from the corpse next to him, bumped the rather old G17 pistol, raised his hand and touched his head, bang!

If you change the head again, you still can’t even look at it. Bang!
His eyes were fixed on the distance, and the pickup truck actually reversed...

Female drivers always seem to have a slightly different brain circuit when dealing with things.

The "policeman" lying on his side wanted to draw his gun, but was frightened by the pickup truck that suddenly put on reverse gear and backed away. He had to grab the hood with both hands and slap the windshield hard...

Then he passed by the place where his men had set up an ambush, and saw four of his accomplices lying in a pool of blood!

I was even more frightened and at a loss, screaming!

But the female driver also screamed because she didn't know how to deal with this situation!
So the screams and screams mixed with each other passed in front of Yan Qing, and he only had time to shout: "Brake the brakes!"

With the sharp sound of tire friction, Qiu Wenfang stepped on the brakes without hesitation. The huge inertia pressed her firmly into the seat, and at the same time, the person in the front of the car slid across the windshield and fell. The roof of the car flew directly over the cargo compartment and fell to the ground. Something must have been broken, and he was screaming in pain.

Yan Qing did a good deed, ran a few steps, passed by and sent him on his way easily in advance.

Just like the last time he faced Boss Huang and the others, Yan Qing seemed to be disdainful of staying alive to ask for a confession, and that was it.

After reaching out and dragging the body to the back of the police car, the Taiwanese girl slowly slid the car over. Seeing the horrific sight, she immediately squatted on the side of the road and vomited.

Yan Qing was calm and unhurried.

Dragging them behind was also to prevent individual vehicles from seeing anything as they passed by. First, they took off their guns and threw them into the pickup truck, and then looked through the various items of clothing, police equipment, mobile phones and other items in the trunk of the "police car".

He squatted back and grabbed his fingers that were still cold, and tried to open the screens of the two mobile phones one by one, and gave them to the assistant to look through.

I just opened the front seat of the police car. It was obviously a temporary white car with police badges and decorative strips on it, simply and crudely disguised as a police car. There was no police car equipment inside.

But there is a very clear flashing GPS positioning signal on a tablet!

At home, Wu Kaiyuan and the others are already very familiar with various types of GPS positioning modules, and Yan Qing and Gai Qingyun have seen several similar GPS positioning and tracking interfaces.

Looking at the tracks left on the map interface, it was clear that this pickup truck came out of the capital and headed south. However, it did not arrive in Singapore within three or four hours. Instead, it diverted to a seaside town to spend the night. Again It took a whole day to get here.

These people are impatient to wait!
Qiu Wenfang, who skillfully opened social software, even found a conversation. They were changing places from the highway intersection yesterday to today, and finally they were finally ready to intercept this couple here!
In the conversation record, he cursed the job, but also salivated over the possible millions of dollars involved.

It turned out that they were the first people Qiu Wenfang contacted to investigate the leather bag company, and they helped borrow the pickup truck two days ago!
In fact, after the two took the car and left the Singapore Airport, the entire trajectory was under the control of others.

This process is similar to renting a car. Basically, a positioning module will be installed to ensure that the location of the vehicle is known. This is understandable.

They found out that the car had gone to the office building they had checked before. They were all still chatting about what kind of grievances there were. There was no one in the empty scalping company. Could it be that they still couldn't trust their vision.

In other words, security surveillance and patrols are more troublesome, otherwise it is not impossible for them to violently unlock the door and get in.

At least up to this point, these Junket Operators were still nonchalant.The situation started to take a turn for the worse after two or three hours.

First of all, rumors began to spread in the circle that a former Genting station owner found a ruthless boss from mainland China and gave Brother Pete more than 400 million US dollars in gold chips to exchange for cash!
The source of the chips is unknown, but there is a high probability that they were money laundering chips taken away by mainland bosses.

In the packed chat history, there is even a photo that Brother Pete and the others may have taken of Starbucks before crossing the street and going upstairs.

It was Qiu Wenfang sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window!

Anyone who knows her will definitely be able to recognize her beautiful figure with a 100% chance of turning heads.

The mentality of these junkie guys began to become unbalanced. They quickly guessed that the man and woman had actually gone to the bag company to "get" more than 400 million US dollars in chips.

Because he asked to borrow a pickup truck and a ladder, he was obviously there to pick up things.

If they had known that they had thought of a way to unlock the door and take a look, they wouldn't have just earned the five hundred dollars in information fees.

Even if some people say that we should just earn our hard-earned money, there are still some people who can't swallow this breath and say bitterly, why at least the subsequent stack redemption is not handed over to them to earn tens of thousands of dollars in handling fees?

Just for this reason, we need to teach these two a lesson.

Anyway, I just need to find reasons to convince myself and my companions to work together!
There are even plans to lock up the little spy, enjoy it, and then sell it to the madam.

The best way to squeeze out the millions of dollars is to squeeze out those few million dollars. At the worst, you can vent your anger and have fun before selling it for money.

When the little assistant read this, his whole body was shaking. He didn't know whether it was fear or anger.

Anyway, they were squeezing tightly towards Yan Qing.

But he was almost kicked into a pool of blood by Yan Qing.

Because there are occasional vehicles passing by here, they all speed up the accelerator to pass by.

In the dark of night, the vehicles on the roadside in the wilderness look weird.

This was not the first time that Gai Qingyun had experienced such a scene. It would have been fine if he didn't look at the corpses. He really had no sympathy for these desperadoes.

I'm just afraid that if it weren't for the vigilance and experience of the prodigal brother, he would have thought it was the police checking the car and pulled over, and he would have been worse off than dead at this moment.

Yan Qing just laughed and thought about how to clean up the scene, at least so that no one would find out in a short while.

Gai Qingyun only reminded him not to get the pickup truck on anything here, as it would be discovered later with equipment inspection.

Qiu Wenfang, who insisted on reading the conversation record with trembling hands, came over: "Put it in a car and push it into the sea. Even if it is found on my head, there will be no evidence. It's just that I can't come here again."

Yan Qing felt that what he said was very true: "It's okay to come and see the scenery. What are you afraid of..."

He said and stuffed the body into the back of the "police car".

Along with the guns and mobile phones, they were all stuffed to the brim: "Follow me..."

However, Gai Qingyun told Yan Qing to take out the SIM cards of all these mobile phones, including Qiu Wenfang's mobile phone SIM card, and then tear off the "police badge" on the car door, and then followed the route he planned to more than ten kilometers away. Go to the beach outside.

Because isn't this the case that He Shunzhi told him?

There is a general range of where these mobile phones finally disappeared. If you really follow them, you will not be able to find them easily.

When the two of them came out of the Singapore Airport, they left the smart watch in their luggage bag, just to prevent Lao Zhao and the others from monitoring where they went.

Including Gai Qingyun's mobile phone card, he now deliberately does not apply for international roaming. He only uses a WIFI power bank to transfer the local data card after going abroad, which avoids all his mobile records.

Now even the WIFI card is removed.

The two cars went around and around the seaside looking for a long time before they found a wild beach and waited for the low tide to push the car into the sea.

Then I passed through customs overnight, returned to Singapore, parked my car in the underground garage of the airport, randomly selected a flight to fly to Australia, and left this beautiful but dangerous place.

The little agent kept holding Yan Qing's arm tightly, very hard.

Even though the plane took off, there was no sign of letting go.

It feels like we are dependent on each other.

(End of this chapter)