Chapter 92: Escape from Death
Chen Wei's actions were very decisive, without any hesitation. By the time Liu Zhengfeng reacted, it was too late.
Her brain was bursting, but the corners of her mouth were raised and her smile was so gentle.
Liu Zhengfeng was filled with remorse and felt a dull pain in his heart, hating himself for being so slow to react.
His eyes were red and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Why are you so stupid? Why don't you believe me? Things haven't reached the most critical moment yet!"
Although he was in grief, his sense of danger did not decrease at all. He faintly heard the enemy's footsteps in front of and behind the left. He knew he had to leave, otherwise he would be surrounded by the enemy.
Liu Zhengfeng stood up and looked at Chen Wei deeply, which was his final farewell.
As a member of the Military Control Commission, Chen Wei quarreled with Liu Zhengfeng many times, but at least she was remarkable for her national integrity and was not inferior to others.
Liu Zhengfeng said goodbye to Chen Wei and immediately turned around and ran. Suddenly, a Japanese soldier with a gun appeared at the intersection ahead. Liu Zhengfeng looked carefully without stopping. He lightly flicked the sniper rifle in his hand to deflect the opponent's gun muzzle, then he rushed forward heavily and knocked the opponent away.
He glanced and saw several Japanese soldiers running towards him from the alley on the right. He did not dare to stop for a moment and rushed into the alley opposite without stopping.
"Catch him, he's running this way."
“Bang, bang, bang…”
The Japanese soldiers chased Liu Zhengfeng with all their might, firing a few shots from time to time.
“Woo…”
A shrill alarm sounded over the city of Suzhou.
Liu Zhengfeng had a stern expression and ran forward desperately. The shrill alarm sounded like a death knell, which made people terrified.
He was running at full speed when suddenly his eyes lit up and dazzling sunlight shone on his body. It turned out that he had run out of the residential area and came to a wider street.
"Stop, don't run."
Suddenly, several plainclothes team members appeared in front of the left, holding boxes of scorpions, and rushed towards Liu Zhengfeng.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Liu Zhengfeng groaned inwardly, turned around and fired a shot, then turned and ran to the other side of the street. Bullets whizzed past him, and one of them grazed his arm, cutting off a piece of flesh and making him grimace in pain.
He saw a newsstand in front of him. The owner ran away in fear after seeing someone firing a gun. Liu Zhengfeng had no choice but to grit his teeth and run as fast as he could. When he was almost there, he threw himself down and hid behind the newsstand.
He also pulled out the pistol from his waist, quickly opened the safety, and fired three shots at the oncoming plainclothes team members, knocking down three people. The plainclothes team was shocked and dared not chase them recklessly, and hurriedly looked for cover.
In a close-range gunfight, a pistol is much better than a rifle. Liu Zhengfeng fired continuously, bang bang bang, and after he had used up the bullets in the magazine, he immediately put away the pistol. Not far ahead, there was a postman distributing newspapers and magazines, with his bicycle parked next to him.
Not knowing how many Japanese and puppet troops were coming from behind, Liu Zhengfeng did not dare to fight. He immediately took a deep breath and ran as fast as he could, like a cheetah running at high speed. He rode on the courier's bicycle and pedaled hard. In a short while, he threw away the Japanese and puppet troops who were chasing on foot. The postman was stunned and stood in a mess in the wind.
However, there were many Japanese and puppet troops pursuing him, some driving cars and three-wheeled motorcycles , and some riding bicycles like Liu Zhengfeng, and they were chasing Liu Zhengfeng relentlessly.
Liu Zhengfeng rode his bike as hard as he could while looking back. Seeing the Japanese and puppet troops driving cars getting closer and closer, he became extremely anxious. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, slammed on the brakes, raised his sniper rifle horizontally, aimed at the left front wheel of a Ford car in front, and gently pulled the trigger.
The bullet broke through the barrel of the gun and, with a sharp whistling sound, penetrated the front wheel of the Ford car fiercely. The tire was immediately broken by the bullet, and the air in the tire was rapidly reduced. The car lost balance in an instant, and the Ford car staggered from side to side as if it was drunk.
Finally, the driver managed to stop the vehicle with great difficulty, but a jeep following the Ford was caught off guard and failed to brake in time, and hit the Ford from behind. The chain reaction of the vehicles behind caused chaos.
This was enough to get them into trouble. Liu Zhengfeng sneered, got back on his bike and rode away quickly.
There was a crossroad ahead. Liu Zhengfeng thought that with the loud gunfire just now, the Japanese and puppet troops in Suzhou City were probably rushing towards Wutong Street. He had to stay away from this area, so he chose to move towards the street on the left.
He chose the street on the left based on common sense, but he didn't expect that Datong Bookstore was in this area. Perhaps he felt that his relatives would feel safer here.
After a brief period of confusion, the pursuing Japanese and puppet troops quickly adjusted themselves and continued to chase Liu Zhengfeng closely.
Liu Zhengfeng pedaled his bicycle desperately. There were many alleys and small lanes nearby, but he was not familiar with the place and did not dare to enter rashly. It would be terrible if he encountered a dead end. He did not dare to take the risk unless he had no other choice.
The street ahead turned right, and Liu Zhengfeng turned without thinking. Suddenly, two people on the side of the street waved to him eagerly. One of them was his sister Liu Lianfeng, and the other was a clerk at Datong Bookstore.
Liu Zhengfeng subconsciously braked the car. Liu Lianfeng looked nervous and grabbed his arm: "Brother, hurry up and get in the car with me."
Before he could react, the guy held the handlebars with one hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, give me the bike."
Liu Zhengfeng was pulled into a Chevrolet car parked nearby by his sister with a confused look on his face . Yu Wancheng sat in the driver's seat and immediately started the car and drove forward.
The bookstore clerk got on his bicycle and rushed into the alley next to him.
At the turning here, the Japanese and puppet troops chasing behind did not see this scene of stealing the day. When they arrived, they only saw the guy riding a bicycle into the alley. Since the guy was wearing a white shirt like Liu Zhengfeng, the Japanese and puppet troops did not notice anything unusual and all chased into the alley.
Liu Zhengfeng gasped for breath, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He realized that this was a trick of replacing one's own with another. The guy successfully replaced him and attracted the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops.
Next, the guy will be hunted down by the Japanese and puppet troops, and the final result is likely to be death.
Thinking of this, he became uneasy and anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
"Lao Yu, you can't do this. This is unfair to him."
Yu Wancheng smiled faintly and said, "Things are not as pessimistic as you think. Lei Wenbin is agile and alert. He knows the situation of the alleys here very well. It won't be easy for the enemy to find him."
"Yeah?"
Liu Zhengfeng was skeptical and felt uneasy, but things had come to this point and the matter was irreversible, so he could only leave it to fate.
Liu Lianfeng suddenly noticed Liu Zhengfeng's bleeding arm and quickly bandaged it.
