Dirt

As soon as the driver of the Hongqi car tilted his head, he saw UMP facing the back row. His brows twitched so violently that his hands holding the steering wheel were sweating, but there were ordinary people's vehicles on the right and front. , he didn't have time to think about how to get out of the traffic.

At the critical moment, the UMP gun, which was facing the rear row of the Hongqi car, turned to the police car following behind.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!!"

Gunshots resounded over Lingang, and the private cars around the Hongqi car and the black off-road vehicle slammed to the brakes. Almost instantly, only these two cars were left on the entire street and were still speeding.

The police car with a punctured tire lost control and was thrown out of the motorway. Those who could hit other vehicles and stop the car were considered happy endings. Among them, the car that Director Yin was riding rushed into the green belt without slowing down. When they got to the plane tree, the shattered engine cover bounced off and smashed into the shops along the street.

Director Sun still grabbed the UMP in the front row and moved it to Miao Miao's calm pupils, and said in a hoarse voice: "Miao Miao, these people belong to the 'flock', right? When did you notify them?"

Miao Miao and Director Sun stared blankly at each other, and quickly replied: "I'll contact you after the car escorting Li Kaiming fell off the bridge in the morning. I know I can't escape, so I just—"

The talking Miao Miao's eyes faded little by little, until he suddenly closed his eyes after losing the highlight: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Sun Ting's hand holding the seat lowered slowly, and finally put it on his knee weakly when Miao Miao finished speaking: "Miao Miao, have you really thought about it, I watched you grow up , this road is too dark, turn back."

Miao Miao didn't answer, he put the cigarette case he was playing with in his pocket with his right hand, and pressed it directly on the car window button, his thick long eyelashes flickered, then he opened his eyes and looked at Director Sun: "Turn back? Heh——Uncle Sun, for so many years, I was the most free only when I was in the "flock", without legal and moral constraints, and without you people telling me about police justice, is it wrong for me to yearn for freedom?"

At this time, the driver quickly turned his head to look at Miao Miao, only to see that his eyes were full of hostility and ferocity.

"You—" Sun Ting was at a loss for words for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Om—" The rear window was lowered, and Miao Miao immediately looked sideways at the black off-road vehicles that were almost side by side.

The driver was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, Miao Miao forced a smile at him: "Uncle Sun, you see that the wanted criminal you mentioned, Bai Wushuang, has come to pick me up."

Miao Miao glanced at the back row of the off-road vehicle, followed UMP's black gunslinger to look inside the car, and then his pupils shrank violently, and his heart beat even more violently in his chest. Following him, he quickly adjusted his state, He smiled leisurely again, and said coldly: "There is also Bu Zhao... also here..."

That person's appearance is many times better than the photo on the arrest warrant. His jet-black hair, eyebrows and eyes look very serious in the howling wind. The faint smile at the corner of his mouth takes advantage of his young face, and his slender, white hands are still tight. He tightly held the handle of the gun. If those hands fell into the eyes of an uninitiated person, they would definitely not be able to guess that they were the hands of a drug lord who has been holding a gun all year round.

The moment Bu Zhao with the gun saw Miao Miao, his gaze froze briefly, and then he put on a smile all over his face: "My Siyuan, I knew you would put down the car window to take a look at me. Are you ready to come back to me?"

Bu Zhao's voice pierced through the howling cold wind like magic, crossed the distance between the two cars, and slammed into Miao Miao's ears steadily.

Miao Miao squeezed the cold light in the depths of his pupils, and then smiled slightly: "Uncle Sun, if one day I'm caught, I hope you will interrogate me personally, and I will repay your care for these years."

After speaking, he turned his head and nodded slightly to Sun Ting.

"Go." Sun Ting silently responded to Miao Miao with his mouth.

The cold wind blew into the car desperately along the wide open window. No matter how hard the driver raised the window button, the rear window could not be closed. His anxious eyes glanced at the rearview mirror , I saw Miao Miao's hand firmly pressing the window, preventing the window from rising.

"Bu Zhao, I...don't want to be a policeman anymore." Miao Miao's low voice reached Bu Zhao's ears, and Sun Ting and the driver could hear it clearly.

Bu Zhao shook his head and sighed, "I thought you were going to carry out your so-called justice to the end, but... since you said you don't want to be... then I will accept you reluctantly."

After speaking, the UMP's muzzle fixed and aimed at the rear wheel of the Hongqi car.

Seeing this move in the rearview mirror, the driver immediately cursed in a low voice, and immediately slammed the steering wheel to the left, but——

"Bang!!"

The bullet was stably shot into the tire, and the Hongqi car lost control on the wide road. No matter how the driver turned the steering wheel, it didn't work at all, and it just went around the bend and hit the partition in the middle of the road.

The engine cover of the black red flag car was squeezed together, and the iron railing of the guardrail was also directly inserted into the front windshield. The driver's face was still buried in the airbag, and the whole person was trembling violently. His lips Because of being too nervous, I was afraid that bloodshots had already been bitten out.

"Sun Ting...you...are you alright..." the driver struggled to open the airbag, enduring the sporadic pain all over his body and said anxiously.

He didn't receive an answer from Director Sun. When he twisted his upper body in doubt, the pain was so painful that it was about to tear apart, he saw Bu Zhao and Bai Wushuang standing outside the rear door.

"Siyuan, I'm here to pick you up." Bu Zhao's voice slammed into the ears of the three people in the car with a wicked smile: "But...you have to show me your loyalty..."

Miao Miao rubbed his sore knee with no expression on his face, and after a few seconds, he forcefully put on a smile and looked at Bu Zhao: "How do you prove it?"

"How to prove it?" Bu Zhao took out a cigarette from his pocket, made a distressed look, and then took out another pocket: "Here, I will lend you the gun, give your favorite Uncle Sun a gun, and I will take it with you." Walk."

Miao Miao stared closely at Bu Zhao's eyes, and countless thoughts popped up in his heart in just two seconds.

Pretend to agree to take the gun and kill Bu Zhao and Bai Wushuang directly, or take the gun and kill himself directly, but in this case...

"Miao Miao..." Sun Ting's hoarse, bloodshot voice sounded: "It's still too late to turn around..."

"Turn back?!" Miao Miao frowned. He reached out and opened the car door and stood beside Bu Zhao. With his cold fingertips, he took the gun in Bu Zhao's hand. Director Sun:

"Why do you want me to turn around? I said that I am not a black policeman, I said that I did not fall into it, do any of you believe it! It is obvious that the 'hummingbird' is the one who betrayed you, and you are investigating and tracking me day and night , Director Sun... Heh... Have you ever thought that I am now being forced out by your so-called justice!"

"Yes." Bu Zhao flicked the gun in Miao Miao's hand with a contemptuous smile: "When he was undercover, he racked his brains to put my brother in jail, and you, it's chilling... Far away, shoot..."

The three words at the end of the sentence were like a nuclear bomb, and a mushroom cloud exploded in Miao Miao's heart. His eardrums were buzzed by the mushroom cloud, and even his breathing became unstable.

"Why, don't you want to do it?" Bu Zhao's devilish voice rang in his ears.

Miao Miao knew very well that Bu Zhao would not necessarily trust him completely if this shot was fired, but he would definitely be wanted by the public security system, which meant that not only Uncle Sun, who had taken care of him for so many years, would be killed if this shot was fired, all his retreats would be dead. The road will also be completely blocked.

"Bu Zhao, after all, he has taken care of me for so many years, I..." Miao Miao's voice trembled imperceptibly.

Bu Zhao didn't mind, he put his hand on the muzzle of the gun and pressed down hard: "I didn't tell you to kill him, as long as you shoot, no matter where you hit, whether he is dead or alive, I, Bu Zhao I will trust you as much as before."

Miao Miao tried his best to restrain his trembling. He saw Sun Ting's hands slowly clenched into fists. He saw the driver in the front row desperately trying to untie the stuck seat belt.

"Miao Miao, being an undercover agent is a very dangerous job, but I don't have anyone I can trust anymore. For you, I have a hundred worries about letting you do such a very dangerous thing, but..."

"In a few days, you will officially start your undercover life, Miao Miao... let's go, I will take you to visit your parents again."

"Who is farting here! Miao Miao came back from the 'sheep' undercover from a narrow escape, but you are doubting his loyalty here! Do you think I am dead as the head of the department! When you have conclusive evidence, tell me about Miao Miao Betrayed the organization!"

……

The words that Sun Ting said in the past echoed in his ears, and Miao Miao's hand that pulled the trigger began to visibly tremble with the naked eye. Without saying a word, he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating in his mind.

"Uncle..." The rapid congestion in his throat made his voice sound like it was forced out of his chest.

At this time, the pale Sun Ting suddenly moved a few steps towards the open car door on the seat, and gradually loosened his clenched hands: "Look up, your parents are still in the sky Looking at you... Miao Miao, turn around."

There are more and more people watching the excitement around. They are gathered around a dozen meters away, stretching their necks to get closer to the shooting scene, but they are afraid that the gun will be aimed at themselves. Everyone's face They all showed nervous expressions of fear but wanting to join in the fun.

Miao Miao looked at Sun Ting's face, took a deep breath, and confirmed:

"After I fired this shot, will you really take me away?"

"Yes, I, Bu Zhao, will do what I say."

The lingering wind brushed the muzzle of the gun and blew into the car. In just a few seconds, Miao Miao's heart was pulled in by the bottomless vortex, and the cold handle of the gun gradually heated up in the palm of his hand.

His hand holding the gun had stopped shaking, and a thick layer of killing intent began to fill his black pupils.

"Ka—" Miao Miao loaded the gun with one hand.

Amidst the sighs of the spectators around him, he slowly aimed his gun at Director Sun's left shoulder.

What Bu Zhao wanted was just to shoot, not to kill Uncle Sun.He repeatedly persuaded himself in his heart.

"The police are here!!" someone in the crowd yelled, and Miao Miao's heart tightened immediately, and he couldn't drag on any longer!

As soon as he closed his eyes, he quickly pulled the trigger amidst the buzzing in his ears.

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