After Waking up Beside the Villain

Whether it is in these worlds that are constantly traveling, or in the memory fragments that have been obtained, this is not the first time that Chu Yunsheng has been pointed at the head with a gun.

Being aimed at the muzzle without the bullet being fired will still bring him an extreme sense of danger, but this kind of routine can no longer make him fear or lose his composure.

In fact, facing the man's hands that were shaking and shaking with the bumps of the car, Chu Yunsheng was confident enough to grab the gun to fight back within a second.

But he didn't want to.

It was almost evening.

At the beginning of the night, the two cars rushed along the wharf road by the river, raising countless dust.In the distance, a large fire cloud ignited in the direction of the sea, orange-gold, and at the end, it was as thick as a drop of blood.

"Hurry up!"

The gun-wielding man on the co-pilot growled, pressing the gun against the driver's forehead even harder, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

He kept turning his head nervously to see the pursuing car through the rear window.

"stop!"

"what--!"

During the vehicle chase, screaming pedestrians and workers on the dock all scattered to avoid.

The cargo box blocking the way was knocked open, bullets flew, and flames spewed out.

Careful about the surroundings, the person who secretly protected Chu Yunsheng did not show full strength during the pursuit, and shot with hands tied.

But soon, as the car detoured, the surrounding people became less and less crowded, and the gunfire immediately became unscrupulous, and the bullets aimed at the tires, trying to forcefully stop.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshots were deafening.

The car rushed around the corner and slid out of a long, staggering arc. A series of sparks exploded, followed by a dull loud noise from the tires.

A fine layer of sweat suddenly appeared on the driver's forehead, and he secretly looked at Chu Yunsheng in the back seat.

In order to avoid accidental injuries from bullets, Chu Yunsheng squatted on the side of the rear seat without any idol burden, holding the seat with his hands, trying to maintain his balance in the violent bumps and turns, but at this speed, His back still slammed against the car door so hard it almost knocked it open.

He caught the driver's line of sight, but there was still no expression on his face, his handsome eyebrows and eyes could not be discerned clearly in the interlaced light and shadow.

"Tires..."

The driver muttered.

"Never mind! Keep driving!"

Before the words came out, he was interrupted roughly by the man.

The car body was shaking and jolting, like a headless fly, rampaging, and could only try to maintain the forward direction.

A series of bangs came out of the tires, almost knocking people out of the car.

The kidnapper's face became even more ferocious, and there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Chu Yunsheng observed the change in the man's expression, and suddenly said in Oriental language: "Perhaps your companion abandoned you."

The man's finger on the trigger tightened, and he looked at Chu Yunsheng with a bit of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that he could speak oriental, let alone guess that he was an oriental.

But he still didn't show any special expression, as if he hadn't heard Chu Yunsheng's words, and obviously didn't want to talk to the hostage.

However, Chu Yunsheng did not intend to remain silent.

His voice was calm and flat, like a piece of cold and sharp ice amidst the crazy and loud gunfire.

"In the face of my judgment, your worries are greater than your suspicions, so you think that your companions will never abandon you. In comparison, they are more likely to encounter some unexpected situation and cannot rush to respond. Or, Now is not the best time for them to show up and respond."

The man's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his gaze drifted involuntarily to a certain position ahead.

Chu Yun said: "It seems to be the former."

"You goddamn..."

The man was startled, and blurted out: "Shut up!"

He glared at Chu Yunsheng angrily, with a bit of ruthlessness on his face, and his hand holding the gun tightened, as if he was about to pull the trigger at any moment.

"Be careful with fire."

Chu Yunsheng glanced at him, and said in a flat voice: "Before you are cornered, what you want is me alive. That is more valuable than a corpse."

"But, I'm afraid you won't have this chance."

The man immediately realized something and turned his head suddenly.

But it was too late.

On the two cargo ships docked by the river, several gun heads appeared unknowingly like ghosts.

With the spurt of a bright red flame, countless bullets rushed out.

The man in the co-pilot immediately pulled the trigger, intending to shoot Chu Yunsheng before he died.

But Chu Yunsheng, who had always been weak and elegant in his eyes, seemed to have seen through his thoughts long ago, and the moment he fired the gun, he dodged sideways, slashing his palm horizontally, and snatched the gun from his hand.

"you do not--"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Several blood flowers burst out from his body, and his whole body was shot into a sieve in the blink of an eye.

By the time the first bullet arrived, the driver had already crouched hastily, alert.

He frantically swung the steering wheel and stepped on the gas pedal, the car windows were blown apart, and two more tires were blown out. The car was completely out of control and screamed like a boat in a storm: "Mr. Chu, be careful!"

Chu Yunsheng hid the kidnapper's gun in an easy-to-find location, and shouted loudly, "Jump out of the car!"

Yu Jingzhi's order to the driver was to completely obey Chu Yunsheng's instructions, so the driver didn't hesitate, kicked the car door when he heard the words, and jumped out directly protecting his head.

Amidst the roar of smoke and dust, the car covered in bullet holes crashed into a shed by the roadside. The fragile and simple shed collapsed in half in an instant, burying the front of the car and stopping the frantic car.

Chu Yunsheng's head slammed on the car door, and warm blood flowed down his forehead, causing a brief concussion and dizziness.

He closed his eyes, coughed twice, kicked open the slightly deformed rear door, and got out of the car.

However, the moment he got out of the car, the familiar cold metal touch touched his back again without warning.

He turned around slowly, and in the dark and dusty shed, two foreigners with guns came out from the shadows.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

In this chain-by-chain kidnapping, the real kidnapper finally arrived.

2 minute later.

The chasing car protecting Chu Yunsheng broke through the obstruction of the two freighters and arrived at the shed, only to find that there was no one else on the riverside except the driver who jumped out of the car and fell unconscious and the dead kidnapper on the co-pilot .

"Oops!"

"Mr. Chu is gone, there are other forces involved!"

"...It's those two freighters!"

Someone reacted and rushed to the pier, but the cargo ship that had stepped in and participated in the gun battle just now, as expected, quickly sailed out of the pier and headed for the vast ocean. The painted logo on the ship was a string of short English words.

Another 10 minutes later, Yu Jingzhi arrived at the riverside wharf.

His face was cold and his eyes were dark. While listening to the report of his subordinates, he took out a saber, picked out a bullet from the dead kidnapper, and put it under the wind lamp for a closer look.

Liu Erdao: "Sir, this is a foreign product. Before you took down the patrol house, the English patrol house in the public concession often used this kind of bullet. And the two freighters that drove away from the dock were also English ships. We have no right to detain them for inspection. Already out to sea."

"Collaborating with the English... Could it be the grandsons of the Tianming Society?" Someone whispered, "But if so, it would be too obvious, so there is nothing to worry about?"

Another person shook his head: "Not necessarily."

Yu Jingzhi threw the bloody bullet in his hand to Liu Er casually, opened the car door again, came to the back seat, and pressed and caressed some crevices and corners skillfully with his fingers in white gloves.

A few seconds later, he pulled out a note from the gap in the back seat.

In a line of strong handwriting on the paper, the three nouns "English, German, and Oriental" are written.Judging by the wear and tear of the handwriting and the note, this seems to have been written a long time ago, but compared to when it was just written, there are two more bloodstains covering the negation on the two nouns English and Toyo.

It's like doing a method of elimination, only the answer left at the end is very clear.

"Adams--!"

Yu Jingzhi stared at the two spots of blood, his murderous aura condensed and remained silent, surging violently between his brows.

In fact, Chu Yunsheng and he had already made various preparations and presuppositions for this sudden kidnapping.Ever since Chu Yunsheng showed his worth, and since the emergence of Chinese patent medicines and antibiotics, they knew that sooner or later, there would be such a day.

No deception can hide from countless pairs of more and more eyes.

However, when this day really came, when he was sitting in Yu Mansion and heard the news that Chu Yunsheng had been robbed, and when he came here and saw the empty car, the great panic was still in an instant, like a tsunami. All his emotions engulfed him.

He was uncontrollably worried and terrified.

This feeling...is too familiar.

Grabbing the note bit by bit with his fingers, Yu Jingzhi's frowning brows slowly loosened.

He raised his eyes, and there was a whirlpool of dark light flashing in his pupils, as if for a moment he connected the other half of the sleeping soul.

"Go to the French Concession."

He slammed the car door and said coldly.

……

The French Concession is near the edge of the public concession, and there is a snow-white bungalow in Linjiang.

The high walls on all sides of the bungalow hang down a large area of ​​rose vines. Due to the constant care of the servants, the lush greenness spreads without any trend.

On the second floor of this house, in a corridor sandwiched by dark brown walls, Chu Yunsheng was escorted at gunpoint to a European-style carved door.

"Mr. Adams, the men have been brought."

A foreigner knocked on the door respectfully.

No one answered inside, but there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near.

Soon, the door opened, and a foreigner in a suit and vest came out, raised his chin, and signaled others to hold Chu Yunsheng's arm: "We must first ensure the safety of Mr. Adams, even though this is a weak Harmless Doctor."

"Yes, Mr. Louis." The foreigner who knocked on the door had a flattering smile on his face, approached Chu Yunsheng, and cut his hands back.

Chu Yunsheng stood in a very weak and harmless posture, without any resistance.

Louis took out a gun from Chu Yunsheng's trouser pocket, his face darkened: "Look, what is this? Mr. Adams is right, none of the people around Mr. Yu is really poison-free. None It was your mistake to search in advance."

The foreigner who was guarding Chu Yunsheng immediately panicked, wanting to explain something: "Mr. Louis—"

Louis waved his hands to stop the foreigner from speaking, then pushed open the door behind him with his backhand, made a gesture of invitation to Chu Yunsheng, smiled and said in fluent Chinese: "Doctor Chu, please come in."

"Mr. Adams admires your demeanor and specially invites you to visit the house."

As he said that, his eyes kept looking at the invited guest.

Unexpectedly calm look, unwavering indifferent eyes - Louis feels that this is a person who is different from many guests who were forced to come here in the past, he is too calm, as if he is about to step What I entered was not a wolf's den or a tiger's den, but a restaurant on the side of the road.

"Mr. Louis, I know you."

Chu Yunsheng glanced at Louis and said in a low voice in German.

very strange look...

Louis frowned slightly.

But before he could investigate further, Chu Yunsheng passed him by and walked into the door.

This is a study room.

The dark red old carpet covered the entire floor, but it was not soft when stepped on, and it was cold and hard.The dark-colored velvet curtain was hung up, and the corners of the curtain were dragged on the ground, revealing half of the cabinet against the wall inside, on which were placed some antiques with European patterns, and the corners of the cabinet door were wrapped with copper sheets, which were worn out.

The electric light hung above the cabinet, illuminating a large sofa chair next to it, and a man with a cold face and a sly smile on the sofa chair.

"Hello, Dr. Chu. I'm sorry to invite you over in such an impolite way, but you have to believe that although this way is not polite, I treat every guest with the same sincerity."

Adams pointed to the chair opposite, leaned over to pour the wine, and said with a smile: "Please sit down. I think you will be willing to chat with me while tasting the wine."

"No need to apologize, Mr. Adams. I am very satisfied with the way you invited me, and I would be happy to chat with you."

Chu Yunsheng said lightly: "But I hope we can change the way of talking."

Adams's smile froze, and the movement of pouring wine stagnated.

He raised his eyes slowly, facing the narrow, dark muzzle of the gun——Chu Yunsheng, who was just a few meters away, quietly appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, and in the palm of his raised right hand was holding A pocket pistol that was hidden somewhere.

The gun bolt was pulled open with a clang, and the smell of gunpowder smoke faintly released.

Adams squinted his eyes, stared at Chu Yunsheng's movements closely, looking for flaws, and was about to issue an order when Chu Yunsheng suddenly picked up the fruit knife on the table, flicked his wrist, and the fruit knife shot out like a dart. Insert the half-hanging dark velvet curtain.

There were tiny ripples in the veil.

With a short muffled grunt, a tall figure fell from the veil. He tugged the veil and fell to the ground together without a sound. On the exposed head, only the side of the temple was bubbling with blood, and a handful of silver was inserted. The knife, the light is cold.

"Mr. Adams?"

There seemed to be movement outside the door, and a voice of inquiry came.

Adams slowly put away all the expressions on his face.

He said, "Nothing, Louie. A passing mouse."