Chapter 96 Night Attack
Land in city A is very expensive, so naturally the forest is not very big. The two soon reached the other side of the forest, where the trees became sparse, and the ground was covered with a layer of green and fluffy grass carpet, dotted with colorful flowers as big as fingernails. This place seemed so small and cute in this city full of steel and concrete.
A young couple snuggled together and whispered meaningless love words. The long-haired girl with a red hairpin giggled from time to time, and seemed very happy. A motorcycle stopped beside them. The sound of Rong Yuan and the other man walking out of the woods startled them. The young couple turned their heads and looked at the two men's faces. Their eyes lit up, then fell on the gun in the girl's hand, and the words "Is this a simulation model?" were clearly written on her face. Then they saw the blood on the girl's abdominal bandage and her blood-stained hands.
The girl's eyes were as sharp as water, and the murderous aura had not yet subsided. Those who were stared at by her felt as if a knife was stabbed on their heart.
"I saw nothing! I saw nothing!"
The man jumped up like a rabbit, and ran away in a very embarrassing manner. The girlfriend with the red hairpin was thrown on the spot, staring at her boyfriend's quickly disappearing back with blank eyes, not knowing what to do.
Rong Yuan approached the motorcycle and took a look. The key was still inserted in it. There was basically no one here. If someone showed up, they would immediately find it, so they were not worried about losing the motorcycle. Now it was a good opportunity for Rong Yuan. He stepped on it and put on his helmet, threw another pink helmet to the girl, and said, "Let's go. I'll take you."
The girl nodded. She was injured and it was difficult for her to walk this way. Rong Yuan waited for her to sit down before starting the car and leaving. The girl with the red hairpin, who was left alone, watched them go away, then asked herself slowly, "What should I do?"
The young man who escaped alone was still swinging his arms vigorously and running forward, shouting: "Ah ...
A leg suddenly blocked his way and he tripped. Due to inertia, his whole body flew out and he hit the ground headfirst, with blood all over his face.
He groaned and lay on the ground, unable to get up. Suddenly, a hand grabbed the back of his collar and pulled his upper body up. He blinked and saw several men standing in front of him, dressed in black and with fierce expressions, just like those in the TV. And then... everyone held a gun in their hands.
The young man's nosebleed faster and faster, and he wished he would faint right now.
A man squatted down in front of him, looked at his appearance and snorted with laughter, and asked: "What did you see? Why are you running so fast?"
"I, I, I... I didn't see anything! I swear! I didn't see anything!" the young man stammered.
The muzzle of the gun was against his forehead, and the man looked down at him and said, "You'd better see something. Otherwise, you'll die here."
The young man trembled all over and peed his pants with fear.
A few minutes later——
"It's too late. Ask them to check the surveillance to see which direction they went and arrange to intercept them. Also, send two cars over. Contact the cleaning company and ask them to clean up this place." the man ordered.
"Yes." One of his subordinates nodded and walked to the side to make a phone call.
——The cleaning company is a shady company owned by the same boss as them, and is responsible for handling various post-mortem issues, such as cleaning and tidying up the murder scene or collecting the bodies of their own people.
The group walked out of the woods. Behind them, the young man was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, blood gushing out of a hole in his head.
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The motorcycle was parked under a two-story building in the old street of City A. This was a place where good and bad people mixed together, surrounded by obscure gazes, with all kinds of unsightly graffiti and many dirty words on the walls, and most of the people passing by had tattoos, some of them even wore nose rings and earrings, and wore riveted leather jackets. In short, in Rong Yuan's opinion, this basically belonged to a world he had never seen before.
The girl took off her helmet and got out of the car, then opened the door and walked in. Rong Yuan held the helmet and looked at the many people outside who were looking at him. Even the children were curious and a little distant, standing far away and looking at him. Several young girls stood under the low eaves, eating melon seeds and looking at him unscrupulously. Suddenly, they burst into laughter and laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward. Rong Yuan felt that they were not saying good things.
"What are you daydreaming about? Come in quickly!" The girl stood at the door and turned back to call him.
Rong Yuan followed the girl in with curiosity and caution, just like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. It was hard to tell whether the store was selling antiques or groceries. The items were piled up in a mess, leaving only a narrow passage on the left and right sides. There were many gourds, beads and other things hanging on the ceiling, and if you were not careful, you would hit your head. A man who looked like he was moldy and hairy was sleeping soundly on the counter. When he heard the noise, he just raised his sleepy eyes to look, but he didn't know if he could see clearly, and fell asleep again. When Rong Yuan walked past him, he smelled a strong smell of sweat. He didn't know how many days he hadn't taken a shower.
He covered his nose and walked in with the girl through the small door behind the counter. Suddenly, his view became clear. Inside was a small but clean and tidy courtyard with several pots of flowers in the yard and a large water tank in front of the door with several small goldfish and water lilies in it.
An old man in his 50s or 60s was watering flowers in the yard. He turned around when he heard the noise. He was wearing loose home clothes and looked peaceful, but there was a long scar on his left cheek. He was stunned when he saw them.
"Uncle." The girl called out, sticking out her tongue. She looked playful, and her voice was soft and sweet, different from before.
Rong Yuan glanced at her - had her voice changed when she spoke during their previous walk? Strangely, he didn't see her wearing anything like a voice changer.
The old man was not surprised to see the girl's injuries, but sighed helplessly and said, "Dongzi is in the inner room, go find him and treat the wound..." As he spoke, he saw Rong Yuan flashing out from behind the girl, paused, and asked, "Where did you kidnap this child from?"
Although Rong Yuan was a bit disheveled from falling and running, he was still very different from the people in the old street. He didn't have the hostility and cruelty of the people here, but had the cleanliness and brightness of a good student from a prestigious school. He didn't look like someone who should be in such a place.
The girl said, "He saved my life, but those people saw his face. I was afraid he would be in danger, so I brought him here with me. Uncle Geng, please help me hide him for a while until this is over."
"Okay, although my place is not big, it's no problem for one or two more people to stay here." Uncle Geng agreed immediately.
——What should I do about going to school?
This thought went around Rong Yuan's mind, but he suppressed it again. After all, life and death are more important than going to school. The low walls and clumsy security guards of the school can never stop those ruthless people with guns. This girl looks more reliable. So he said nothing and let the two people decide where to go.
From beginning to end, Rong Yuan did not say his name, and the girl did not introduce herself. He knew nothing about Uncle Geng except that his last name might be "Geng". He knew that curiosity killed the cat, and he had no interest in understanding this world that he had never set foot in and did not intend to get involved in. He just hoped that it would end quickly. At lunch time, the girl, who had already treated her wound, brought him the meal to the temporary room.
"Bored?" the girl asked as she watched him eat. She knew that students nowadays generally relied on electronic products. There was no computer or TV in this room. The only electrical appliance was the incandescent lamp above his head.
"No, I can read books." Rong Yuan said. There are hundreds of books on the tall bookshelf . Although there are no new books published in the past two years, there are many books that Rong Yuan has never read before, so he doesn't find them boring. Besides, he doesn't have a computer at home, so Rong Yuan's computer skills are actually very average. His usual pastime is to do exercises and read books.
"That's right." The girl laughed and said with some emotion: "If nothing else, our family has a lot of books." She looked at Rong Yuan's calm expression and asked: "Aren't you afraid of being involved in something like this?"
"If being afraid is useful, I can be afraid to show you." Rong Yuan said lightly, implying that he does not have such useless emotions.
The girl smiled, with admiration in her eyes. Everyone knows this truth, but knowing is not the same as doing it. She has seen many people who are so scared that they lose their ability to think when faced with emergencies and can only wait for death. Most people who are involved will at least blame the world, yell and cannot accept reality. In comparison, Rong Yuan's calmness is simply a rare talent.
When Rong Yuan finished his meal, she took the plate away and said to him, "Don't worry, you won't stay here for long. Just bear with it for another week at most, and this will be over."
"May I have your name?"
When she left, Rong Yuan suddenly asked.
The girl turned around, smiled, and said, "Baoer."
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Rong Yuan originally thought that he would need to stay in this place for at least a few days, but when he was sleeping that night, he suddenly felt a palpitation. He opened his eyes abruptly and found lightning and thunder outside the window, and dull sounds mixed with the sound of heavy rain.
He slept in his clothes at night, but he stood up and put on his shoes, leaned against the window, opened the curtain a little and looked outside. Just then a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and he saw a shadow rushing in from the small door connected to the shop in front, slithering towards the main house like a snake, and then he suddenly tilted his body, and fell into the rain as the light disappeared, and bright red blood splashed out.
Someone attacked at night!
The sound of bodies falling to the ground could be heard in the rain, but the enemies continued to fall without fear of death. Uncle Geng and his men seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact, they had no reinforcements and would be taken down by the endless stream of attackers sooner or later.
“Bang!”
A stray bullet shattered the window of Rong Yuan's room, glass fragments were everywhere, strong winds mixed with heavy rain poured in, and the curtains were blown up by the wind. Rong Yuan took out the safety hammer he found on the bus and waited with bated breath.
A few minutes later, a dark figure jumped in from the window. Rong Yuan raised the safety hammer and smashed it down without hesitation!
