Hunt down

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the evening weather forecast said that there would be heavy rain at night, and the small shops on the side of the road were closed early. As autumn was approaching and the weather was getting cooler, there were fewer and fewer people on the road.

Zhou Jiming, who was going to the place where Song Nai last appeared, was still dialing Song Nai's cell phone, but he was still out of contact.

Zhou Jiming had studied the map. It was absolutely impossible for Song Nai to go to his home from the police station. That road was completely opposite to his home.

Since Li Huiyao said that Song Nai was going to find him, with his temperament, he would not do anything suddenly, not to mention he cared so much about himself...

So Zhou Jiming had to think, who did he meet, maybe someone who followed him, maybe someone who wanted to follow him to find him, no matter what the reason was, Song Nai had to drive the car far away, and even made him He tried his best to take them as far away as possible...

"Buzz-buzz-"

Li Huiyao called.

"Deputy team, I just contacted the traffic management bureau to see if there was any traffic accident on the road where Boss Song last appeared today. I just received a reply that they did drag a road at the fork not far from the bus station around the evening. car!"

"What car?"

"It's a car under the name of Boss Song. It is said that the front cover and glass of the car have been smashed to pieces!"

Zhou Jiming's head "boomed", and the car slammed to the side of the road.

"What's going on in the car?"

"There is nothing unusual in the car. The people over there said that the people in the car should have run away first, so there is not even a trace of a fight in the car."

Li Huiyao listened to Zhou Jiming's rare anxiety, even though he was already trying to stabilize his thoughts.

"Deputy team, don't worry, I've been watching Boss Song's cell phone signal here, and if it appears, I'll contact you immediately."

Zhou Jiming didn't respond for a while, Li Huiyao heard that Zhou Jiming started the car again.

"Fatty, if there is no news at dawn, just report this case. We don't have enough people..."

"Hey, okay, the deputy team can rest assured."

Zhou Jiming hung up the phone.

The car was smashed to pieces, probably because he wanted to make sure if someone smashed it, which means that Song Nai left the car before that, and what happened afterwards?Did you run away successfully, but lost your phone and couldn’t get in touch, or did you say you were caught up...

Also, who dares to smash cars on the street so blatantly?Why did Song Nai, who was safe and sound before, happen to have an accident with himself and the director...

He couldn't stop thinking about the reason for Song Nai's disappearance this time.

Since Fan Xiaofang died in the Song Nai Hotel, his life seemed no longer normal, or maybe it was because of his constant intervention that Song Nai was forced to fall into the unusual.He was just blindly caring and caring before, so he clinged to Song Nai with a stern face, hoping that he could follow him.

But such a big living person suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news in this dark and rainy night, which made Zhou Jiming panic. He couldn't help guessing that his enemy had come to him, maybe someone who didn't like him, maybe It was someone who was provoked by the previous case, and it might even be someone related to the Huixin Orphanage.

Song Nai can show his face in front of the media without concealment, and stand at the forefront of the case with himself, in case he is caught by those people...

Zhou Jiming held the steering wheel with one hand, and wiped his face with the other hand indiscriminately, trying to wake himself up and not let his emotions interfere with his judgment.

It didn't take him long to reach the spot where Song Nai's cell phone signal last appeared.This place is located on a branch road of a certain traffic artery in Li City, but almost ten hours have passed, and there is no trace of clues to be found on the road. Zhou Jiming drove the car back and forth on this road three or four times, and finally stopped at He got off the road, leaned against the door and lit a cigarette.

The swift wind whipped up the fallen leaves on the ground and flew them up. The leaves were light, and as soon as the wind stopped for a while, a few pieces fell, draped around Zhou Jiming's ears, and landed on his shoulders.

Zhou Jiming, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked around in the dark night. There was a fork at one end of the road. According to Li Huiyao, Song Nai's car was towed away on the right side of the fork, so Song Nai left. The place where the car is going will definitely not be that direction.Then there are two remaining roads, one is a bare commercial street on both sides, and the other has a green belt on one side, and it is very long.

Song Nai is very smart, if he wants to run, he will definitely run into the green belt covered by tall trees, to buy himself some time to get rid of those people.

And the end of this green belt is opposite the bus station, which is where Song Nai's mobile phone signal last appeared.

Zhou Jiming stared at the bus stop, the faint light of the billboard hit the waiting bench in front, but the dark green paint was as black as hell at this time, and the lonely stop sign standing next to it seemed to be blown by the wind. fall down.

Another gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves were forcibly taken away from Zhou Jiming's shoulders and flew towards the bus station.

"Buzz-buzz-"

Zhou Jiming's phone rang again.

"Hello? Deputy team." The uneasiness in Li Huiyao's voice gave Zhou Jiming an ominous premonition.

"What did you find?"

"There is a video..." Li Huiyao paused, as if he was hesitating whether to show it to Zhou Jiming, but it was only for a moment, "I have to show it to you."

The smoke held by Zhou Jiming's fingertips was about to burn out, and a piece of ash with fire fell down and hit the ground, which soon became dim.

"send it."

"it is good."

The video transmission speed is very fast, the content is not long, only forty seconds, and the picture quality is very clear, but the photographer's hand is too unsteady, so the image shakes a lot.

"I found this when I was searching for news about the car accident. It happened just yesterday evening. That person... looks a lot like Boss Song..." Li Huiyao said to himself, the silence on the other side of the phone made him a little worried.

The picture in the video shows a man lying on the ground. Looking at the car next to him, it is not difficult to think that he was hit. Then he was picked up by several people who got out of the car, and then took him into the car and followed another car. up.

Although the picture shakes a lot, when those people set up the man on the ground to face the car behind, the picture is stable for a few seconds. out of him.

Zhou Jiming's eyes were fixed on the screen, and he kept looking back and forth at this silent video.

This incident, yesterday evening, happened opposite the bus station not far from me at this moment, only a few dozen steps away from me.

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"Oh!"

Song Nai was slammed onto the wall, bouncing up and down, and the corners of his mouth were bruised.

"Second young master, this guy's bones are really hard, he can still fight after he's like this."

"Stay with him and see how long he can be stubborn." Xue Zheng touched a swollen bruise on his forehead, sat with his legs crossed and watched the exciting chase scene that had lasted for almost an hour, with a slanted smile Said, "If you dare to hit me twice, I won't kill you."

Song Nai had lost his strength for a long time. Now he was hot and confused, and he was only resisting with the last bit of thought.Fortunately, he fought frequently in the early years, and his body was still relatively resistant to beatings, but if this continued, he knew that he was running out of time.

Originally, Xue Zheng planned to enjoy the delicious meal in front of him alone, but unfortunately when he asked his followers to go out and pressed Song Nai to go further, Song Nai hit him on the head and screamed.Before he noticed, Song Nai kicked Xue Zheng away who was on top of him, staggered back to the side, lowered his knees and arched his back, glaring at him in a defensive posture.

"Hey! You fucking... hiss..." Xue Zheng rubbed his chest that was kicked, "You are so damn capable, you can untie the rope of your feet under the skin of my mouth, okay, you really should Look at the flushed face now, it's so fucking tempting!"

Xue Zheng opened his mouth wide and smiled strangely, clapped his hands twice, and the people outside the door rushed in, standing in two rows in a regular manner.

"I originally planned to come by myself, but now I have changed my mind. Good stuff, I want everyone to share it together!"

Song Nai's chest heaved violently, and his feet kept retreating, trying to narrow the range of his opponents as much as possible.

Xue Zheng looked at him mockingly, eyes full of disdain, he was like a spectator in a bullring, excited about the upcoming bloody war, Song Nai felt that vomit was coming out of his eyes, and the whole person was nauseating extreme.

"Play and fight with him first, and then play other interesting things when he has no strength." Xue Zheng said angrily.

It may be that such a person who can't stand firmly is not threatening, so when one person stepped forward, the others stopped moving. Watch profanity.

However, they obviously underestimated Song Nai's endurance. He even forced the opponent to use a knife, and cut off the rope in his hand with his strength. He could still stand up again. Xue Zheng, who was watching the battle for about half an hour, found that , this person can even fight more than most of his subordinates, he couldn't help but become more interested.

"You, come back." He pointed to the person who was fighting with Song Nai, and then pointed to behind himself, "You go."

The one who replaced the previous one was a big man with an estimated height of 1.9 meters. Even wearing a black formal suit, he couldn't cover his tendons. The buttons on his chest seemed to collapse if he stretched hard.

Song Nai blocked with his hands in front of him, his legs were already shaking uncontrollably, the blood on the side of his face had dried up, and was soaked in sweat again, sliding down his neck, which most people would find shocking and unbearable to look at.

But in Xue Zheng's eyes, this is a stimulant that stimulates adrenaline.

"Damn it! Don't wait, fight now!" Xue Zheng yelled.

The big man paused in the air, and then he made a move that puzzled everyone present.

He stretched out his hand to Song Nai, "My name is A Gang, and I am the Second Young Master——"

"There's a lot of fucking nonsense!" Xue Zhengchao kicked Ah Gang behind his ass, "You're a fucking boxing ring, why don't you introduce yourself? Why don't you tell me all about your family history! Hurry up!"

Ah Gang's hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't take it back immediately. He also kept looking at Song Nai.

Song Nai couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he didn't want to approach him, "There's no need for etiquette, come on."

As Song Nai spoke, he rushed up first, saying that he was rushing, but in fact he was just striding forward, Song Nai didn't have the strength to rush at all.

A Gang looked at Song Nai who did not accept his offer, and felt a little frustrated. He pushed Song Nai back again and again as soon as he tried his best, and seemed to win this so-called "fight" without much effort.

"You're fucking playing house! You push me and I push you?" Xue Zheng impatiently cursed at A Gang's back, "Get off!"

Ah Gang didn't speak, and backed away with his head down.

"Who will come again!" Xue Zheng looked around, "Whoever can beat him so that he can't stand up, I will give him a bonus of 20!"

"Crack—crack!"

There was a thunder in the sky, and the voices of self-recommendations in the room were suppressed.

Song Nai didn't hear what they said clearly, but saw a man with a scar on his face coming out from the opposite side, his eyes were small and greedy like a mouse.

The man didn't say much, he rushed up and put his arms around Song Nai's waist and turned backwards. Song Nai was suddenly thrown to the ground, feeling all the viscera trembling up and down, and almost vomited out in disgust.

Before he had time to react, the man with the scar came after him, grabbed Song Nai's skirt and threw it backward again.

"Okay!" Xue Zheng shouted.

The man with the scar didn't want to let Song Nai go at all. He looked at Song Nai who was half lying on the ground and couldn't stop coughing, and wanted to do the same trick again, but unexpectedly Song Nai grabbed his wrist with his backhand, twisted his hands backwards, and turned over the scar with force. The man stepped on him, desperately trying to break the wrist of the man with the scar, the man with the scar gritted his teeth fiercely, and didn't cry out for pain.

Song Nai stepped on the scarred man's heart, crushing it up and down, and he grunted through his teeth, "It's better not to use the same trick too many times at once."

The man with the scar kept kicking his feet and twisting his body like a water snake. He didn't know what solid object was kicked under his feet. He kicked hard, and his upper body endured the severe pain, "Ah——! "

The man with the scar resisted too much force himself, and one wrist seemed to be broken or dislocated. No one knew, but the man with the scar with one hand crooked picked up Song Nai with the other hand and exerted all his strength. Throwing him towards the far wall as if, the sound was so loud that the room was quiet, and everyone was watching whether Song Nai, who was vomiting blood, could still stand up.

The slender body by the wall was curled up, he seemed to be too cold, and seemed to be suffering from too much pain, he was constantly convulsing, and the people around him were always watching to see if he had the strength to get up and fight again.

But this time Song Nai couldn't stand up again, he had exhausted all his strength.

Xue Zheng put down his legs and walked over happily. He looked at the weak hands that were still trying to support the ground, and said coldly, "Tsk tsk, you work so hard, so pitiful, so helpless, I like it so much!"

Just standing next to Song Nai, you can be suffocated by the heat from Song Nai's body, Xue Zheng raised his mouth slightly, "Go out."

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