Hidden Assassin

The night was as deep as ink, and in the darkness, heavy rain fell from the sky crazily. The sound of rain from the tent was like firecrackers, and people's voices could not be heard clearly at a distance. However, not far away, through the rain curtain, the sound of chaos still came faintly.

"Yeah...let go...don't..."

"***... Don't move, I'll kill you..."

"Brother Dao, don't be like this, her family..."

"How's the family going, old man..."

"It's not safe today...or in two days..."

Carefully moving her body, Lingjing clung to Jiaming, trembling slightly, in the darkness, rain soaked in from under the tent, even in summer, it still made people feel cold.

"Jiaming, what are they going to do to Sister Yahan..."

"Uh." Jia Ming thought for a while, then shook his head and pretended to be stupid, "I don't know... Don't worry, I'm fine."

Now the two children are sitting in this tent without any tools, and their hands and feet are tied with ropes. At least it seems that they can only hug each other in this sitting position. After trying the strength on the rope, Jia Ming narrowed his eyes.

It's really easy to break free from such a rope, but if they rush forward as they are now, if there is still a hostage in their hands, they have no weapons on them, and their bodies have not been trained to be too strong, they should restrain themselves as much as they can, and only hope that they can That said really works, otherwise...

He looked at the little girl beside him. In the darkness, he could feel that she was also looking over. He lowered his head and gently pressed her forehead, and repeated again: "Don't worry, it's okay."

If that guy really intends to do it, even if it's scary, he has to try it once, at least he can't leave any bad shadow in Ling Jing's heart.

I made such a plan in my heart, but after a while, Zhang Yahan with the triangular eyes came over from there with her hands tied. It seemed that Scar was finally convinced by the triangular eyes. After all, it was only a day since I entered the forest. They cover up a lot of tracks, but the chances of getting caught are still high. Under such circumstances, they still want to leave a way out after all.

In this way, these two people can only be regarded as ordinary hooligans, and it is very easy to deal with it. The problem is how to prevent them from becoming suspicious...

"In the past! I saved you once..." The triangular eye shined a flashlight into the tent, and then pushed Zhang Yahan over. The rain outside was really heavy, but the short distance between the two tents, the two of them Most of his body was already wet, especially Zhang Yahan, who must have struggled on the ground for a long time just now. At this time, his hair was disheveled and his clothes were disheveled. Glaring at him, he was pushed into the tent and sat down.

Then the triangular eyes also followed in, holding a flashlight in one hand and the double-barreled short gun in the other. Presumably the two bandits had already agreed on the order of the night watch. After binding Zhang Yahan's legs, he sat down beside him, and the short gun was placed in the inner position on the left hand side.

The four people in this tent seemed quite crowded, the triangular eye took up a small half of the space, and the other three could only sit together back to back. This time I robbed tens of thousands of dollars, the triangular eyes were obviously fidgeting, he moved his body from time to time, took out a stack of banknotes and greedily counted them under the light of the flashlight, and then wiped the short gun with a cloth for a few more times. Once in a while, she would occasionally stare at Zhang Yahan with erotic eyes. Whenever this happened, the young female teacher's body would subconsciously move closer to the two children.

After tossing like this for more than an hour, the flashlight finally went out. The sound of rain falling outside the tent seemed to cover everything into a bottomless abyss. There was no other sound, only rain, rain, rain.

Under such a dark night, the exhausted Lingjing quickly fell asleep next to Jiaming, but Zhang Yahan was so distraught that she dared not fall asleep no matter what. According to them, as long as they wait for two days without the police catching them, they will definitely treat themselves... and this naughty child, thanks to the fact that I was still alive when he came to save others. I was moved, but who knew he would do such a thing.

"...If you want money, why don't you just go to Sister Yahan, her family is Jiang Haizhang's family, she is very rich, tens of thousands of dollars is a trivial matter."

Being told of the fact that the family is rich, not only may they become the target of rape, but the two people may also use themselves as hostages for blackmail. In this way, they will not let themselves go in a short time, and the two A child may be let go as a burden, he is too shrewd... Of course, it is impossible for a child to think of this, I should be overthinking...

Her heart was full of resentment, and because of this, when the little boy's body suddenly squeezed over, she subconsciously wanted to move away, but at the next moment, he grabbed the hands tied behind her.

He is untying his own rope!

His heartbeat suddenly intensified, and he had no time to think about how the little boy broke free from the rope. However, as long as his hands can move, there is hope. Instead of facing the worst result, it is better to fight hard!

Lightning suddenly flashed across the night sky, slightly illuminating the scene in the tent. On the side close to him, there was a dagger on the side with a triangular eye, and he put the gun on the other side. Should he use the knife or the gun? Take the gun... She stretched out her hand trembling...

Shortness of breath, rapid heartbeat, for a moment, the sound of pulse and breathing almost suppressed the torrential rain outside the tent. She squatted up slowly, and stretched out her hand to the dagger on Triangle Eye's waist.

Must get, must get, can't deviate, can't deviate...

Relying on the impression of that moment, I stretched out my hand. The short time seemed to be so hard for a lifetime. Finally, my fingers touched the handle of the dagger, and I was about to pull it out when the other hand suddenly pressed it up.

"What are you going to do... um..."

The triangular eye yelled, but the next moment it seemed that something blocked his throat and he was unable to make a sound. The hand that was pressing it was also trembling and let go. Although he didn't know what was going on, Yahan took the opportunity to pull out the dagger After that, the lightning passed again before she could see the scene in front of her clearly.

That kid named Gu Jiaming got the short gun at some point, and now the entire barrel is stuffed in the mouth of the triangular eye. The scene that appeared in front of him for a moment made Yahan almost think it was a hallucination. He quickly picked up the flashlight, but before he turned it on, he heard shouts from the tent over there.

"What happened!?"

The dim light of the flashlight lit up outside the tent, and the scar was obviously coming this way, Yahan's thoughts changed sharply, and she was about to ask Jiaming to give her the short gun, when suddenly, the gun rang!

Flames spewed out from the short gun, and the whole tent moved. Ling Jing screamed in fright, but amidst the rain, the scar's scream suddenly came. Yahan turned on the flashlight, and the triangular eyes rushed towards her, but when he stood up, he seemed to be slipped, and his body tilted, but his attempt to snatch the dagger caused the other leg that was over his head to meet it directly. , and then the dagger sank directly into his thigh, and then a more mournful howling sounded in the tent.

Seeing this man rolling and howling desperately beside him, Yahan could only retreat subconsciously for a moment. Under the light of the flashlight, Jia Ming, who had just fired, threw away the short blunderbuss, and then directly threw the dagger from the triangular-eyed hole. Pulled out from the thigh, held it in his hand, blood splashed out, Jiaming's hands holding the knife trembled, and looked panic-stricken: "I, I, I... I killed a person... You mustn't move—"

This roar was aimed at the triangular eyes. In fact, the short gun can only fire one shot at a time. If the triangular eyes come back to their senses and pull out the dagger on their legs cruelly and threaten the three of them, Jia Ming will really have to make a move.

"Jiaming!" Seeing his panicked look, Lingjing still held a knife in her hand, and hugged him in a crying voice. As for Zhang Yahan, she also said cautiously at this time: "It's a fire, it's okay, Gu Jiaming, it's okay , come, give me the knife..."

An accident, so far, seems to be a successful end.

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