It's late!

A steel nail about ten centimeters long pierced Zhang Tiegang's neck entirely, and even pierced Zhang Tiegang's throat.

Even if there is a doctor close at hand, it is still weak.

Before Zhang Tiegang died, tears flowed profusely.

Why, why exactly?

There are so many of you who claim to be the most powerful SWAT elite in Jeju City. But why didn't they save my life?

The so-called foolproof deployment can make that devil come and go. But why did people say they came?

There was obviously a lone one upstairs, and there was one sitting opposite. But why did you choose me?

If Zhang Tiegang's throat hadn't been punctured, even if he still had a breath, he would have to scold hysterically.

It's just that he doesn't have a chance. After a few convulsions, he was completely killed.

The SWAT officers present were all secretly frightened and in disbelief.

Just like Zhang Tiegang's grudge, hundreds of special police, one trap after another, under such strict deployment, still let the other party succeed.

Is this a dereliction of duty? Impotent? Rubbish? Or is the other party not human at all, really a demon-like devil?

"Chase!" Ma Changzheng let out a low roar, but calmed down earlier than others.

In his mind, another person's face surfaced.

Rao is lying in front of a corpse, but he is still willing to believe the bad smile in his mind.

Waiting for the special police in the house to rush out, the special police guarding outside also all went out to carry out a net pursuit of the villa within a radius of several kilometers.

Zhang Mo, who was already pale and slumped in his chair, slammed the table and shouted like a mad dog: "The organization has put our lives in your hands, how do you protect it?" Waste, all waste! ”

"Director Zhang, we don't want this either." Ma Changzheng said.

"Don't you want that? What are you capable of?! I will not put my life in your hands to protect it. I'm going to get out of here, I'm going to protect myself! After Zhang Mo finished scolding, he was about to go upstairs to make a call.

"Director Zhang, there is an order from above, you can't leave here without permission, otherwise it will be very dangerous." Ma Changzheng said.

"It's more dangerous to stay here!" Zhang Mo pushed away Ma Changzheng and ran to the second floor.

Seeing this, Ma Changzheng could only report to his superiors.

There is also a phone on the first floor, but for Zhang Mo, he doesn't want anyone to hear the content of his call, including the group of special police.

After coming to the room, the landline must have been monitored, and Zhang Mo took out his mobile phone. Because of panic, my hands kept shaking, and I dialed it several times before I could be considered to have dialed the phone.

"Transfer all the money in my account to my account in a Swiss bank! Book me a plane ticket to the United States tonight, no, I want a charter flight! Bring someone to pick me up now, the more people the better! I can't care so much, what's wrong with Lao Tzu and the underworld, even his life is almost gone, who the fuck can take care of this! ”

Boom!

Zhang Mo directly threw the phone out, and then grabbed the pistol in his arms with his hand, waiting for the person on the phone to pick him up.

But whenever there was a little bit of wind and grass, Zhang Mo directly pulled out his pistol. There were even a few times when Zhang Mo almost pulled the trigger.

This is a man who was born as a soldier, this is a man who participated in the Vietnam War, and this is a man who has trained his iron courage. But now, in the face of a devil's death threat, it has been completely chaotic.

He didn't want to die, and he couldn't sit here obediently waiting to die.

What a bullshit deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, he's not uncommon.

has been an official for so many years, and he has been greedy for so much money, which is enough for him to squander his life.

He felt that as long as he left the city, he would be able to escape from the clutches of the devil. So, he's going to get out of here and go as far as possible. Yes, go to the United States, go to the United States!

Half an hour later, seven or eight black Daben approached the villa. The special police stepped forward to intercept and investigate, but Zhang Mo rushed out, and without saying a word, he jumped into one of the cars.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight Daben lined up and drove down the mountain.

Every SWAT officer could see it clearly, and the Mercedes Benz was full of big men in black suits. Moreover, I also noticed that the windows of each Mercedes-Benz car have special shooting holes.

It is very obvious that those big men in black suits are all on the road. Moreover, they definitely have weapons in their hands. Even, maybe their weapons are more powerful than the weapons held by the special police.

Can such a group of people be known by the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau? And not only knowing, but also the kind of dog leg that can call.

This can only show one problem, Zhang Mo has an inexplicable relationship with that group of people. Is there collusion between the so-called officials and bandits? It seems that the director is really not very clean.

The special police officers present didn't have time to scold Zhang Mo. Immediately, someone reported to his superiors that Zhang Mo left without permission. The response from his superiors was that if he felt safe outside, let him go.

So, Zhang Mo was free.

But does freedom mean being able to live?

At eight o'clock that night, Zhang Mo rushed to Jeju City Airport. There are no foreign planes at Jeju City Airport, so Zhang Mo can only choose to fly to the provincial capital first, and then fly from the provincial capital to the United States.

Even if it's a charter flight, it's not like flying. After all, less than half an hour had passed since Zhang Mo's people contacted the airport.

The group of people who protected Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo was very relieved. Because these people are his own brother's henchmen, and his brother's ability to get into his current position is all thanks to his role. Therefore, Zhang Mo is very trustworthy.

However, while waiting for takeoff, Zhang Mo's eyes lit up.

If the devil had set his sights on him, he didn't think he would be able to escape. With this method, it should be more secure.

More than ten minutes later, Zhang Mo's chartered plane took off.

From Jeju City to the provincial capital, it is only a distance of more than 400 kilometers. didn't even have the time to drink, the plane landed smoothly, and Zhang Mo and the others came to the provincial capital.

Under the protection of more than 20 black-clothed men, Zhang Mo walked to the VIP lounge.

From the beginning to the present, Zhang Mo is wearing a blue checkered suit, but now he has a black felt hat on his head.

When he was about to walk to the VIP lounge, suddenly, a sneer came from behind him.

"Where else do you want to run?"

Zhang Mo and the others looked startled, and stopped at the same time.

The person behind it is likely to be the devil who made the death list. Rao is those of them who have seen strong winds and waves, and they are inevitably a little nervous.

After a long while, Zhang Mo turned around and took off his hat at the same time.

"Haha! Are you looking for me? Did you recognize the wrong person? ”

This is not Zhang Mo, just a guy who is about the same size as Zhang Mo!

And the person who sneered just now touched the half of the mask on his face, looked up at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "Lotte, you know that this is a plan, but you still want me to come here." Do you want to mercifully give him a little happiness when the candle of life is about to burn out? ”

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