A black Benz turned out from the main entrance of Dongyuan Corporation, followed by a silver-gray car far behind.
"Hound to Falcon. The target has left the gate. Hound is following.”At the same time, Tiger spoke into the walkie-talkie.
The Benz in front should be Wang Hai's car, and the shabby silver-gray car behind him should be Tiger.
"Falcon received." Zhuo Mingcheng heaved a sigh of relief and put down the handbrake as if he was facing a great enemy.
" Boom…Kaboom…Kacha…" The car jerked forward violently for a few moments before it died gloriously.
Zhuo Mingcheng's face darkened. F * ck, what lousy car! The speed is so low!"
Anyone who had driven a manual transmission car before would know this. They couldn't be anxious when the engine was turned off. The more anxious they were, the harder it was to start the engine. After Zhuo Mingcheng started the car again, Wang Hai was nowhere to be seen.
"Fuck!" Zhuo Mingcheng hammered the steering wheel angrily. Suddenly, he saw a black car driving out of the gate from the corner of his eye, but it stopped by the roadside just like him.
He quickly took out his binoculars. From his position, he could see the car opposite him clearly. He could clearly see the person sitting in the passenger seat. He had seen him when he was gathering information with Chen Bowen in the afternoon. He seemed to be a manager, one of Wang Hai's confidants.
" Something's not right…" Zhuo Mingcheng muttered and continued to monitor the situation. Under his careful observation, four more cars drove out from the main entrance. As the fourth car appeared, the car waiting in front slowly started to move.
Something abnormal must have happened! Zhuo Mingcheng started the car again. This time, his luck wasn't as bad. He followed behind these cars and saw what Wang Hai wanted to do.
It was the evening rush hour, and there were many cars on the road. Zhuo Mingcheng didn't dare to brake in a hurry, afraid that the engine would stall again. That would be funny.
Fortunately, there was a lot of traffic and they couldn't drive fast. They just barely managed to keep up. As he ran, he dug out the manual gear techniques from his memory. However, when he was waiting for the traffic light, he turned off the engine twice.
"Big brother, there seems to be a van following us.”a lackey said as he looked at the rearview mirror.
The leader of the group turned around nervously and saw Zhuo Mingcheng's engine turning off.
"F * ck, have you ever seen someone tailing someone and even turning off the engine when they were starting?”He laughed and scolded, completely relieved.
……
A total of five cars finally stopped in front of a remote old building. The windows of the entire building were empty, and there was not even a single piece of intact glass. The old wall was filled with potholes, and there was a big red spray paint on it.
Fortunately, it was just dusk. Otherwise, when it was dark, they would probably not be able to see anything inside.
"Are you sure you saw him here?”The leader frowned and asked.
"This is the address," answered one of the lackeys beside him.”
"Alright, let's grab our weapons!" The leader gave the order, and more than a dozen people took out their pistols from their waists in unison.
"It just so happens that there's no one here, so it won't be too troublesome.”The leader waved his hand." You two, go up and take a look."”
Two people were separated from the team, and they cautiously walked into the corridor with their guns.
Not far away, Zhuo Mingcheng sneaked up to them. He parked his car far away so that they could react better if they walked.
"Phew…Fortunately, we didn't lose them. What are they doing in this old neighborhood that is about to be demolished?”
The neighborhood wasn't very big, and there weren't many buildings in total. With just a little attention, he saw more than a dozen people with guns standing in front of a building. Zhuo Mingcheng's eyes narrowed. He quickly hid himself and carefully observed.
His hand had already reached his waist as he pulled out his gun.
"Fortunately, I was prepared." He couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Normally, the guns of plainclothes couldn't be fully loaded. In order to prevent the awkward situation of suddenly running out of bullets in the final battle, he specially asked Grandpa Zeng to apply for twelve bullets for him. Other than the bullets in the gun, he always carried the grenade launcher with him.
"Bang bang bang…!"
A few minutes later, gunshots suddenly rang out in the abandoned building. Accompanied by a few screams, silence was restored in just a few seconds.
"F * ck! He's here. Follow me!" The leader, Little Head, shouted loudly. His eyes were filled with ferocity as he rushed into the small building. The rest of his subordinates rushed in, leaving only two people outside looking around nervously.
"Bang bang!"
"Bang bang!"
The intense gunfire never stopped. It was impossible to detect what was going on inside from the outside.
Zhuo Mingcheng glanced at the two people guarding the front of the building. He bent his body and tried to walk as lightly as possible. He circled around the building without any hesitation.
Taking advantage of the fact that the two of them were distracted by the gunshots upstairs, Zhuo Mingcheng quietly came to the side of one of the cars and hid himself.
The speed was not very fast, and it was easy to make a sound if you were fast. However, in the process of moving over, you had to bear the risk of being discovered. It was like a person who was carefully carrying a bowl of hot soup from the kitchen. His heart would always unconsciously speed up his footsteps, thinking that as long as he walked out faster, his hands would be able to withstand the high temperature for a second less. However, the moment he moved quickly, he would not be able to maintain his balance. The hot soup might overflow and cause greater damage.
All of this required courage, caution, and calmness.
The.38 safety in his hand was already off. Zhuo Mingcheng lay under the car and could see where the two were standing.
In front of the building stood two people with nervous expressions. Behind them were five black cars. Beside the outermost black car was another person lying on the ground. The distance between the two parties would not exceed 20 meters.
Now, it was time for patience and a little luck.
Zhuo Mingcheng's mind was highly tense as he observed the footsteps of the two people in front of him, ready to attack at any moment.
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