Chapter 189 Escape!
"Fuck fuck fuck!" The fat man got up from the ground, desperately wiping the dirt off his face, cursing madly.
Just a dozen seconds ago, Su Jun, who was walking in front, suddenly ran away, which scared him.
It took him about two seconds to realize what was happening. He immediately pulled out his gun, but then he remembered what the man in the hat had said. He cursed, threw away the shovel in his hand, and chased after him.
While chasing, he put away his gun and took out a sharp dagger from his arms.
Su Jun was originally thin, and he hadn't done anything serious in the past few years after he was released from prison. He had irregular meals and spent money on wine and women when he had money, and ate coarse food when he didn't.
His physical ability was average to begin with, and the money he was carrying weighed about 50 kilograms.
Therefore, he was soon caught up by the fat man.
Although the fat man was fat, he was a ruthless man after all. He chased after Su Jun and knocked him down.
The money on Su Jun's back also rolled into the weeds on the side.
The fat man yelled, "I'm going to kill you!"
puff--
The dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed into Su Jun's abdomen. Su Jun screamed in pain, but couldn't break free, so he opened his mouth and bit the fat man's neck.
"Ah - you fucking bastard -" the fat man roared in pain, pulled out his knife and stabbed again.
But because Su Jun struggled desperately, the fat man on top of him lost his balance and the knife stabbed him off course, only scratching Su Jun's thigh.
The dagger sank deeply into the earth.
While struggling, Su Jun grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at the fat man's face.
Suddenly, sand and mud blurred the fat man's eyes, making him unable to see clearly for a while.
Su Jun took the opportunity to push the fat man away with all his strength. By the time the fat man wiped the dirt off his face while cursing and regained his vision, Su Jun was gone.
It was already pitch black in the middle of the night, and there were weeds all around. He didn't even know where Su Jun had run to.
I quickly got up and looked around, only to find that Qian Lailai was also missing. There were only traces of some weeds that were crushed when he rolled down.
The fat man was so anxious that he stamped his feet on the spot, "Fuck, fuck, it's over, it's over, it's bad!"
He turned around and ran back: "I have to tell my brother quickly..."
He ran a few meters and hurriedly turned back, picking up the shovel on the ground.
But after running back a few steps, the fat man's feet suddenly froze.
"No... No, if I tell him, I'll be dead."
"That bastard was too cruel. If he knew I accidentally let him escape, he would definitely kill me on the spot. No... I have to think of a way..."
The fat man was spinning around in panic.
Suddenly, he made a decision.
"Yes, I said that both of them have been buried. There is no evidence anyway."
"That kid is definitely dead. I stabbed that bastard surnamed Su, so he can't get far. There's not a single bird feather around here. Without a car, he can't get far. Once he's dead, everything will be fine."
"Yes, yes, yes, nothing will happen. I'll tell you this when I get back."
The fat man kept muttering to himself to comfort himself. Only then did he realize that his neck was a little painful. He reached out and touched his hand, which was covered in blood.
Then he felt two rows of deep teeth marks, which were left by Su Jun's bite just now, and blood was oozing out.
The fat man cursed a few words, pressed his hand on the wound, and walked back with the shovel.
He walked very slowly, fearing that turning back too quickly would arouse suspicion.
When he was almost there, he felt that the wound had almost stopped bleeding, so he zipped up his jacket to the top and used the collar to cover the wound.
Then he wiped his hands roughly on the ground and patted his trouser legs.
The fat man returned to the sealed building and pushed the door open.
As soon as he entered and closed the door, he turned around and found the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against his forehead.
He was startled, "Brother, it's me, I'm Old Chen, Chen Qili."
The man in the hat put a gun to his head and said coldly, "Why not use a code word?"
The sweat on the fat man's temples suddenly flowed down. Damn it, he forgot there was a secret signal for knocking on the door, and he was just thinking about how to lie.
"Yes...I'm sorry, big brother. I forgot about it."
Just as the fat man finished speaking, there were three long and two short knocks on the door, which was the secret signal they agreed on.
The man in the hat didn't say anything. Scarface and the long-haired young man walked in. When they saw the man in the hat pointing a gun at the fat man's forehead, they were both stunned.
"Brother...Brother, what's going on?" Scarface asked in panic.
The man in the hat put away his gun and said calmly, "It's okay, Lao Chen and I were just joking."
The fat man was so nervous that the flesh on his face was almost cramping. He showed a stiff smile: "Yes, big brother, are you kidding me... Are you kidding me?"
"Is everything done?" The man in the hat glanced at a few people.
Scarface nodded: "I'll do as you said."
The man in the hat nodded slightly and moved his eyes to the fat man, who immediately became nervous again.
He finally reacted and said quickly, "Done...Done, buried them all, big and small, all buried."
"Did you use a knife?" asked the man in the hat.
"Well, I stabbed that bastard surnamed Su." This was not a lie, the fat man said it quite confidently, but to make it seem more real, he added, "After he finished digging the hole, I stabbed him from behind."
As he spoke, he even made some gestures. This is how people are. When they lie, they will instinctively add a lot of details to make it sound truthful.
In fact, he was hiding his inner panic.
The man in the hat raised his hand and pointed at his collar and said, "It's stained with blood, wipe it off."
The fat man looked down in the dim light of the room and his scalp instantly went numb.
Sure enough, there was blood on his collar, the blood from Su Jun's bite.
He quickly reached out and wiped it, while shrinking his neck, fearing that others would see the wound.
"Okay, you all go take a nap. We'll leave tomorrow after we get the money," the man in the hat said. "It'll be dawn in another hour or two. I'll keep an eye on it."
The fat man and the young man heard it and walked into the house.
Scarface said, "Brother, why don't you take a break and let me keep an eye on it."
He knew that what he should pay attention to was of course the "signal" in that direction.
The man in the hat patted Scarface's shoulder and said, "No need. I'm just thinking about what to do next. Go ahead."
The man in the hat identified the location, then removed a piece of wood and looked out from the board. It was exactly where he asked Scarface to park the van.
He looked through the crack in the window, but there was nothing in that direction except darkness.
But he had an inexplicable feeling of unease, as if he hadn't felt this way for a long time.
He walked to the other end of the room, where a mink coat was spread out on some wooden boards on the floor.
Nana's slender and graceful figure lay on the coat, emitting a strange and seductive aura in the darkness.
The hand of the man in the hat slowly moved up her thigh, and Nana's body began to twist slightly, and a faint moan came from her throat.
A pair of big hands tore off her clothes in a few strokes. In this damp, dirty and smelly place, Nana's naked body was as white as a crescent moon.
The man in the hat pounced on him and pulled down his pants at the same time.
After a brief struggle between the two, the man in the hat lying on Nana suddenly stopped moving, as if he was a piece of wood sculpture.
Nana's panting stopped abruptly. Suddenly, she chuckled and whispered in the hat man's ear: "You...can't...do it."
Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her slender neck.
Nana suddenly felt suffocated and twisted her body in pain under the man.
But her hands did not try to grab the hand that was strangling her neck and still exerting more force.
It was as if she had been waiting for this moment.
The man in the hat's face, hidden under the brim, was so angry that his features were distorted, as if his anger was about to tear his skin apart at any time.
Just when Nana felt she was about to suffocate, the hand loosened.
Suddenly she was able to breathe again. The human instinct to survive made her breathe deeply involuntarily, but the sudden air rushing into her lungs made her cough violently.
The man in the hat stood up, pulled up his pants, opened the door and went out.
Nana, who had recovered, started laughing uncontrollably.
The three people lying on the wooden planks at the other end of the room didn't get up the entire time. Only when they heard Nana's loud laughter did the fat man curse softly, "Crazy woman."
The man in the hat left the house, walked along the river bank for a while, and finally stood at the edge of the dock deck. In front of him was a river about fifty or sixty meters wide.
He had seen a map of Hongcheng and knew that the river was called Nansha River.
The calm and wide river surface has a captivating magic in the dark night.
He couldn't help but recall his first murder. He remembered that he pushed the person into the water and watched the person drown.
It was also from that day that he decided to practice swimming well.
Because when he watched the man slowly sinking, he seemed to feel an inexplicable sense of suffocation.
The man in the hat took out cigarettes and a lighter. The cigarettes were the most expensive and best imported cigarettes, and the lighter was made of pure gold.
This was the gift he gave himself when he made his first fortune.
He specially asked the goldsmith to carve a Pixiu on it because Pixiu attracts and protects wealth.
Over the years, he has never left this pure gold lighter because it is his amulet. He believes that it is the Pixiu mythical beast that blesses him to always have good fortune and turn misfortune into good luck.
He held the cigarette in his mouth and turned the lighter, but was stunned.
Because of the "pop" sound, the lighter did not light up.
Out of gas? That shouldn't be the case, he remembered filling up just before coming to Hongcheng.
He put the lighter to his ear and shook it, and could hear the sound of the liquid inside sloshing.
I tried again, but it still didn't catch fire.
In an instant, an ominous premonition enveloped his heart.
He instinctively turned around and looked in the direction where the van was parked. It was pitch black and there was no movement.
But his inner uneasiness did not get relieved at all, but became even more intense.
In his head, a voice seemed to yell at him: Run! Run!
He turned around and ran towards the warehouse, but just after running three or four meters, a gunshot was heard from there!
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