The transformation of yin and yang grass

Chapter 184B89, Return

In the evening, Pan Xiaoyun and the three big fools left the room, ready to go to the airport.

They are very careful, because once the killer knows that the target is fine, he will definitely come back again.

"The target is out!" The three of them stayed on the stool for half an afternoon like idiots, but no one doubted it, after all, it was a very common thing.

"See it, act!"

The three of them looked left and right, then got up and left in turn.

Across the road, the four of them were going to take a taxi, but there was no reason for the driver to pick them up, not because of the size of the three fools.

"Didi~" A taxi stopped in front of them.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked casually.

"Go to the airport, speed!" Pan Xiaoyun said, and put a few green tickets into the driver's hand, "This is a tip."

Seeing the money, the driver's eyes lit up, and he tipped so much, "Okay, get in the car."

The driver agreed without hesitation.

In the car, the three idiots guarded Pan Xiaoyun, looking around as if they were facing a big enemy.

The black driver, whistling, drove the car along the road to the suburbs.

Dasha looked at the surrounding environment and felt that something was wrong, this road was not the road they took when they came.

"No, this way is not going to the airport!" Dasha suddenly shouted.

"Uh, this is going to the airport. The road over there is under construction!" The driver paused and immediately gave an excuse.

"Is that so? But why do you speak Chinese?" Dasha stared at the driver intently.

"This, is it strange? In recent years, more and more Chinese people have come here. How can you not speak Chinese?" the black driver said.

Dasha heard the words, did not answer, and acquiesced to the reason, but he still looked around vigilantly.

After walking for about half an hour, he still did not see the shadow of the airport. New York is the largest city and the largest port in Yingjiang, and the throughput of the airport must not be low. After running for so long, he did not see a large There's something very wrong with the plane flying low.

"This is not going to the airport!" Dasha said coldly.

"Here's to..." The black driver still wanted to quibble, but when he saw a dagger on his neck, he suddenly lost his temper.

"Say, where is this going?" Dasha asked.

"This is going to the airport."

"I don't believe it. If you don't give a satisfactory answer, I don't mind killing you and driving myself." The knife in Dasha's hand became more forceful, as if he wanted to cut off the black driver's neck.

"I said I said." Someone paid me to drive you to a place.

"Immediately, turn around, I will double what the other party gives you!" Dasha said coldly.

"OKOKOK, I'm a little nervous if I can let this go."

"Immediately, turn around!"

"Okay, turn around at the intersection ahead."

"I mean immediately!" As he said that, the knife in his hand became more forceful, as if it was going to cut his neck.

Under the threat of life, the driver suddenly stepped on the brake, the car stopped suddenly, and the four of them leaned forward uncontrollably. If Pan Xiaoyun was not held down by the two idiots on the left and right, he would definitely fly to the front.

The black driver immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car after the emergency stop. Dasha saw that when he got out of the car, he pulled out a black thing, which was a pistol.

Without hesitation, the knife in his hand shot out in an instant. When the black driver jumped out of the car and was about to shoot at the people in the car, a low-quality knife with reflective light flew towards him and plunged straight into his neck. inside.

For a while, the blood poured like rain, the main artery was cut, and the blood spurted out non-stop.

The black man covered his neck and yelled twice, then fell limply on the ground, apparently dead.

"Kill? Killed?" Pan Xiaoyun saw this murder scene for the first time, his face was a little pale, and his expression was very unnatural.

Ersha jumped out of the car and dragged the body to the grass on the side of the road. Fortunately, this person seemed to be planning to attack them. The place he chose was remote, and no one saw this scene.

After the corpse was moved away, Dasha had already started the car and turned around. After Ersha got in the car, he rushed to the airport immediately. The time waited for no one. The plane took off late. It was a bit urgent to book the ticket this time, and the plane was not very late.

After killing the black driver, the two killers on the other side also felt that something was wrong. The blacks kept contacting them and reported their location so that they could prepare early.

But now, his contact was suddenly cut off, so it can only be said that something happened to him.

"He probably had an accident. We can't expect the other party to come here again. Now we have to go to the airport, which is our last chance."

"Will it make too much noise if you do it at the airport?"

"For the sake of money, at worst, I will go to Mexico after making a fortune."

"Well, let's go then."

Naturally, they took a shortcut. After all, they were familiar with New York. They didn't want to be fooled. They relied entirely on their extraordinary memory to memorize the road section by force and returned along the original road.

When leaving the airport, they always take taxis. In order to earn more money, those drivers naturally take more detours, so they have to travel more, hoping that they will not encounter traffic jams.

Fortunately, there was no traffic jam, and we rushed all the way to the airport, only one hour before the plane took off.

The four of them hurried to the airport, and as for the taxi, they randomly discarded it in the parking lot and went to pick up the ticket.

There is no danger along the way, but this does not mean that they will relax their vigilance, especially at the last time, maybe the opponent will fight desperately.

Stepping on the escalator, they were about to go to the departure hall. Now the flight was checking in, and they couldn't delay.

Just when they were about to enter the hall, an M200 protruded from the window of a low-rise building on the opposite side. This would be their last chance. If they failed, they would not only lose their money , there is no one left.

Because of this, they have already lost a companion, so whether it is for money or to avenge their companion, they must succeed.

The M200 with the added silencer didn't make much noise, the noise was drowned out by the roar of the plane, and a bullet flew towards Pan Xiaoyun in an instant.

The sniper didn't finish firing a single shot. He pulled the trigger and fired a second shot as quickly as possible.

Dasha, who was following Pan Xiaoyun, seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly looked back at the sniper's position, and stretched out his hand to pull Pan Xiaoyun.

Pan Xiaoyun, who was caught off guard, was pulled aside unprepared, and a bullet hit the ground, splashing smoke and dust.

Seeing this, some foreigners with eagle noses and big eyes widened their eyes. This is... a gunshot!
Suddenly, the surroundings were in chaos, especially when the second bullet hit a crooked nut. Seeing the blood splattered scene, the security system of the entire airport immediately shouted.

(End of this chapter)