portable space

In the evening, Zhang Taiping checked the situation on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia on the Internet, and decided on the Hulunbuir grassland as his destination this time. It was already past ten o'clock when he completed the search, and just as he was about to go to bed, the phone rang.

Zhang Taiping was surprised, who else would call at this moment? He picked up the phone, but it was an unfamiliar number. After receiving the notification, there was silence for a while. Zhang Taiping took a moment, but there was still no sound, only rapid breathing.

Zhang Taiping thought someone was playing tricks on him. Just as he was about to hang up the phone, the voice came over.

"Are you...handsome?" His voice was a little incoherent, as if he was enduring pain.

"Xing Rushui?" Zhang Taiping frowned, wondering why this woman called now, her voice was a bit weird.

"Well..." As if he had used up all his energy with just one word, he paused for a while before continuing, "Huh... did you... hear it?"

Zhang Taiping frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xing Rushui did not answer Zhang Taiping's question, but said to himself: "Take good care of Mingming for me, she is a poor girl."

Zhang Taiping immediately felt a bad premonition in his heart. He squinted his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Ha...ahem...I encountered some problems and may not be able to go back." Xing Rushui's intermittent voice came from the phone again.

"Have you ever fought with someone?"

"Um..."

"Where are you now?" Zhang Taiping knew that it would be useless if he knew, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"You... want to come here to save... save me?"

Zhang Taiping remained silent and did not speak.

"Ahem...it's too late, I'm in Inner...Inner Mongolia..."

When he heard the word "Inner Mongolia", Zhang Taiping's eyes suddenly burst into light, but he just said three words firmly: "I am here too!"

"Are you there too?" After hearing these three words, Xing Rushui paused, as if he had gained strength, and his speech became coherent.

"Yes, tell me where you are."

"Fengzhen City." She heard that Zhang Taiping was also in Mongolia, which aroused her desire to survive again, so she answered simply this time.

Zhang Taiping's brows widened: "Haha, God's will. Don't hang up the phone. I'm on the street in Fengzhen City. Where is your specific location?" Zhang Taiping put on his clothes and put on his sleeping head.

Xiao Xi grabbed it and put it into the space. He also walked towards the outside of the room.

Xing Rushui leaned against the cold wall of a dark alley, looked up at the neon-lit signs on the street outside and said, "In the alley opposite Tianxiang Bar."

Zhang Taiping left the hotel and waved a taxi over: "Tianxiang Bar."

The driver thought he was another night-time bar-goer, so he responded and drove over, stopping in front of the bar ten minutes later.

Zhang Taiping got out of the car and walked towards the alley opposite the bar. With his weird eyesight, the night was like day, and he could still see the blood dripping on the ground. Zhang Taiping stood at the entrance of the alley and did not rush in, but first

After listening attentively for a while, there was only a faint sound of breathing, and then I felt relieved. I picked up the phone that had not been hung up and said, "I'm here."

"Um."

Zhang Taiping entered the dark alley and saw Xing Rushui sitting on the wall and leaning against the wall. His whole body seemed to be stained with blood, all red, and blood was still flowing out from his thighs. When he heard the footsteps, he held a dagger.

He was on guard, as if he had become a frightened bird.

"It's me." Zhang Taiping stopped in front of her and said softly. These two words seemed to be magical and drained all the strength from her body. The dagger fell to the ground with a clang, and she leaned softly against the wall.

"You're really here." A smile appeared on Xing Rushui's face, but now his whole body was covered in blood and his face was covered in dirt. He had long lost his previous unparalleled splendor, which made people feel a little sad.

When Zhang Taiping saw Xing Rushui like this, no matter how patient he was, he couldn't help but burst into anger: "Who is it?"

Xing Rushui shook his head and did not say anything, obviously not wanting to drag Zhang Taiping into this whirlpool.

Seeing that Xing Rushui was so persistent, Zhang Taiping didn't ask any more questions.

After he helped Xing Rushui up, he realized how badly she was injured. Her back was covered in blood and flesh, and she couldn't stand on her legs. Zhang Taiping looked at the injuries on her legs, shrank his eyes and asked, "Someone used a gun."

Already?"

Xing Rushui nodded, and his whole body fell limply on Zhang Taiping's body.

This is not a place for medicine and treatment. You can't go to the hospital with a gunshot wound on your leg. Finding a place is a troublesome thing in the first place. When Zhang Taiping was thinking and hesitating whether to take her into the space, his ears suddenly moved.

, the sound of soft footsteps came from outside the alley. This time, there was no hesitation, and a big hand touched the back of her neck.

Press and directly put the fainted Xing Rushui into the space. With a thought, he imprisoned and sealed her whole body, temporarily stopping the deterioration of the injury. Mainly because this time the enemy might be carrying a gun, and he

There is no guarantee that it will be safe to walk like water, so it is better to put it in a space for safety.

As soon as it was put in, there was a violent vibration in the space, and then it began to change. I don't know whether it was good or bad. It was a bit reckless to put Xing Rushui into the space, but Zhang Taiping had no choice but to throw it away.

I don't care about it here, so the only way is to retract the space. As for the changes in the space, I can't care about it for the time being. Let's concentrate on dealing with the enemies outside.

The sound slowly approached, and Zhang Taiping took out the knife that he had never used before from the space. With the knife in his hand, his momentum immediately changed. Zhang Taiping could also see at night and saw a person walking slowly with a gun.

Come in, there is a silencer installed on it. At the moment when Zhang Taiping held the knife and his momentum changed drastically, he held the gun

The man suddenly felt like he was standing on his head with chills all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a huge beast. This was also a man who had experienced life and death for a long time, and he had a certain sensitivity to danger, and this feeling might have saved him.

Several times, so the man with the gun immediately stopped and gripped the gun, keeping a tight watch.

Zhang Taiping understood that he still had too little actual combat experience, so he slowly restrained his aura and became one with the dark night.

The man with the gun was on guard for a moment and felt the chills all over his body recede. He hesitated for a moment before continuing to walk into the alley. However, he was more cautious this time. If it weren't for Zhang Taiping's extraordinary eyesight and hearing, he really wouldn't be able to hear.

out of his existence.

The enemy moved, and Zhang Taiping followed suit. In this dark alley where he couldn't see his fingers, Zhang Taiping, relying on his superior eyesight, was like the enemy in the light and himself in the dark.

The kilogram weight fell to the ground like a feather without making any sound.

When Zhang Taiping reached a distance of more than three meters, he suddenly used his feet to dodge like a ghost. When he swung the blood-red knife, it didn't even reflect the light, and it flashed across as fast as lightning. The first thing Zhang Taiping chose was the knife he was holding.

Only arm.

The man holding the gun suddenly felt his scalp numb and his hair standing on end. Then he felt a coldness in his arms. Then he saw a stream of hot blood spurting out of his neck. His head got further and further away from his body, and finally fell into darkness.

Lost consciousness.

Zhang Taiping drew his sword when he passed by the man holding the gun. He did it in two moves. The former one used the sharpness of the blade to cut off the arm holding the gun and broke it at the elbow. The latter move was backwards.

He swung the knife, and before he could feel the pain and cry out, the dark red blade slashed across his neck, and his big head flew into the sky.

Zhang Taiping didn't feel anything when he killed someone for the first time, as if he had killed hundreds of thousands of people before, and there was no wave in his heart.

After coming out of the alley, Zhang Taiping paused, and suddenly felt a flash of murderous intent. There was someone else! He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Such a forbearing person was indeed extraordinary. Even he didn't know how he had escaped his search.

.Immediately gave up the plan of taking the bus back to the hotel, and jumped into the darkness again, running quickly outside the city.

The breath of the person following behind him has not stopped, and he is chasing after him. This is also what Zhang Taiping wants to see. Anyone who sees his face here tonight must be dealt with, otherwise his life will not be peaceful in the future. Can

You can imagine how powerful the forces that send out gunmen are, and you may not necessarily be afraid of them, but your peaceful life will definitely be broken, and your wife, daughter, and family may also be exposed to unknown and constant threats and dangers.

So the person behind it must die.

Perhaps, the person behind him also had the same idea of ​​taking his life and kept pursuing him.

Just like this, Zhang Taiping ran in front, and the people behind him chased him closely. The two ran for more than half an hour to the outside of the city. Zhang Taiping got into an uninhabited forest before stopping. The people behind him were more than 20 meters away.

Stopped somewhere else.

Zhang Taiping turned around and saw clearly the appearance of the person he was chasing. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had an ordinary appearance, except that his right arm had a thick mouth and enlarged knuckles. At first glance, he looked like a knife user all year round.

The sword must have extraordinary attainments.

Looking at the knife he was holding, Zhang Taiping asked: "Did you inflict the wounds on Xing Rushui's body?"

The muscles on the middle-aged man's face were as unchanged as a zombie. After hearing Zhang Taiping's question, he uttered two words without emotion: "Not bad." There was no sense of showing off, he was just stating a fact, as if

This seems like a trivial matter.

"That being the case, I don't have any scruples about killing you." Zhang Taiping said with a chuckle.

The middle-aged man remained expressionless, but his hand holding the knife tightened, and his aura began to rise.

ps: There are two more chapters to come, please give me flowers...