Strangely enough, he couldn't find Rong Zhaonan at school.
But now, he recognized him immediately.
Rong Zhaonan said with a cold gaze, "It seems you recognize me. Is your superior from Beijing, or is the person who instructed you to do this from Beijing?"
Tang Jun looked at Rong Zhaonan, but suddenly he wasn't nervous anymore; instead, he chuckled—
"The young master Rong that everyone's been looking for has been hiding in a tiny police station in Shanghai? No wonder so many people couldn't find you; it's a case of the darkest place being right under your nose!"
Rong Zhaonan, expressionless, also pointed a gun at him: "Where is Ning Yuan?"
Ning Yuan, who was hiding among the clutter in the warehouse, suddenly heard that familiar, cold male voice.
Like piercing through a dangerous fog, she was stunned for a moment, then immediately squatted down on the ground, letting out a huge sigh of relief, her eyes reddening.
You bastard, you've finally arrived!
Only then did Ning Yuan realize that her hands and feet were stiff and her back was covered in cold sweat.
After a while, Ning Yuan did not run off in Rong Zhaonan's direction.
Instead, she continued cautiously toward another direction from the warehouse without looking back.
If I wasn't mistaken when Ning Zhuliu carried me in.
This old-fashioned abandoned warehouse has symmetrical, old-fashioned arched glass ventilation windows.
Sure enough, after a short while, Ning Yuan saw a ventilation window about two meters above the ground, about one meter square.
The window had been in disrepair for years, with spiderweb patterns all over the glass. She could still see that the newspaper pasted on it to block out the light was the Ming Pao newspaper from before the liberation!
She looked around, then laboriously dragged a rusty steel shelf over and placed it against the window.
After confirming that it was sturdy enough, Ning Yuan stood on tiptoe, placed the wrench on the windowsill, and then quickly began to climb onto the shelf.
After climbing to the window, she crouched down and carefully observed outside through the glass.
Sure enough, there was an empty road outside the warehouse.
Well, no, it wasn't completely empty either. She spotted Chen Chen, that big oaf, guarding the warehouse roadside with his gun raised warily.
With a shrewd and solemn expression, he silently directed people with hand gestures, quietly climbing in and out through several nearby ventilation windows.
Everyone was holding something in their hands, and after taking it out, they threw it into the river!
Ning Yuan took a closer look and realized, oh my, she recognized those people too. Weren't they the military training instructors in their regular uniforms? And there seemed to be some police officers too.
After observing the area and confirming that it was safe outside, she pondered for a moment.
Then, Ning Yuan grabbed the wrench from the windowsill and smashed it against the window with a loud "bang!"
In her past life, she never understood why, in movies and television, male protagonists would confront and fight their enemies.
Why did the female protagonists, who were hiding so well, have to rush into the middle of the two sides like idiots?
She's either being taken hostage by the enemy or serving as a human shield for the protagonist.
This is some kind of missing brain syndrome—utterly idiotic behavior!
What's the point? Is it to make death look beautiful?
When a normal person encounters a shootout, their first instinct is to get away from the scene and run as far away as possible from the protagonist and the bad guys!
Since she lacks the ability to help the male protagonist wreak havoc and eliminate bad guys, protecting her own life is of course the priority.
Even if the male lead is a good-for-nothing and gets killed by the villain, the female lead at least needs to be alive to have a chance to get revenge, right?
"Bang!" The moment the window shattered, she nimbly dodged to the side of the wall—
Firstly, to avoid being injured by flying glass!
Secondly, it also prevents the armed men outside from getting startled and accidentally shooting her, the hostage who finally managed to escape!
The window shattered instantly, and the commotion immediately alerted those outside.
A group of handsome young military and police officers, who were secretly moving things like thieves and throwing them into the Huangpu River, all looked up at the same time!
Sure enough, the next second, they almost all raised their guns towards the window!
There was no one at the window.
Chen Chen winked at his companions, signaling them to flank the window, while simultaneously aiming his gun at the window and shouting sharply, "Come out!"
Ning Yuan then slowly raised both hands, letting the people outside see that she had no weapons in her hands: "Don't shoot!"
The familiar voice startled Chen Chen. He thought he was hallucinating, but he still instinctively signaled to the others not to fire their guns.
The next moment, a girl's round face peeked out of the window.
She smiled at the stunned young soldiers and policemen below and whispered, "Hey buddy, can you help me up here? It's a bit high!"
Chen Chen's eyes almost popped out: "Sister-in-law...cousin...cousin?"
Why isn't the female lead with the captain? Why did she run away on her own?
Who is the captain saving?
What's the point of saving this yarn?
...
Hearing the window shatter, Tang Jun looked suspiciously in the direction of the sound.
Rong Zhaonan said coldly, "Tang Jun, I'll ask you one more time, where is Ning Yuan!"
Tang Jun turned around, seemingly unafraid of being surrounded.
He gave Rong Zhaonan a malicious smirk: "Oh, you mean my little sister? She's in my bed, so delicate and soft, she'll get wet if you pinch her..."
"Whoosh!" The sound of bullets piercing the air rang out again.
Because of the silencer, the bullets made a dull, muffled sound.
Tang Jun froze, a burning pain shooting through his cheek. He touched it and realized a bullet had grazed his cheek precisely, leaving a bloody mark.
Rong Zhaonan kept the gun steadily pointed at Tang Jun's head and said indifferently—
"I didn't shoot, not because I couldn't blow your brain out of your head with one shot, but because I'm giving you a chance to live, understand?"
The other party's tone was cool and arrogant, yet filled with a sense of oppression, which made Tang Jun's face darken and become ugly: "Rong Zhaonan, you'd better understand that Ning Yuan is in my hands! Watch your language!"
Rong Zhaonan stared at him coldly for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Look at your stupid face, all bruised and swollen. What happened? She beat you up? And then she ran away?"
Tang Jun froze for a moment, then chuckled: "Rong Zhaonan, why didn't you guess that I killed her after she resisted?"
Rong Zhaonan froze, his cold eyes looking at her like she was a clown: "If you kill her, you won't look for her anymore."
Tang Jun seemed to have been humiliated. He gritted his teeth and sneered, "You're quite something, managing to find this place. In the beginning, it was you and Ning Yuan who set this trap for me, just to find my hiding place, right?"
After saying that, he suddenly pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.
But the scream that came out was from Tang Jun: "Ah—!"
Rong Zhaonan broke his wrist, which was holding the gun!
The group of police officers following Rong Zhaonan were all dumbfounded. What had happened?
Why was Tang Jun the one who got injured when he fired the shot?
Only Ying Gang, standing closest and seeing most clearly, was filled with a profound sense of awe.
The two fired at the same time, so it sounded like only one shot, but Rong's bullet actually hit the other's bullet and broke Tang Jun's wrist?!
Captain Rong was able to predict the trajectory of the enemy's bullets? What kind of absurd marksmanship is that?!
Rong Zhaonan's eyes remained cold, but his voice grew even calmer and gentler: "When did she leave? Is she still alive?"
If Chen Chen were there, he would know that his captain was completely impatient and in a state before unleashing his full killing spree.
Tang Jun clutched his bleeding wrist in pain, glaring at Rong Zhaonan with resentment and anger: "Ha... Rong Zhaonan, you think you're so great? Let's die together!"
Since he dared to infiltrate and gather intelligence, he must have thought of this day and had already planted bombs all over the warehouse!
He pulled out a remote control with his other hand and pressed it hard—"Boom!"
An explosion rang out instantly! Air currents scattered in all directions!
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