Sitting in the taxi, An Yizhi could clearly feel how tense the situation was, the police cars were speeding by almost one after another, and the driver joked whether the police had taken the wrong medicine. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Therefore, it is very convenient that radio broadcasting in this era has not been widely used in all vehicles! Otherwise, the driver of Indian origin would have found that the criminal, wanted by the police, was sitting in his car.

"Sir, there seems to be some traffic jam ahead"

What is the reason for the traffic jam, An Yizhi knows very well, it is likely to be a cordon set up by the police, they are checking passing vehicles, and further narrowing the encirclement network.

"How far is it from Blue Heaven?"

"It's not far away, it's just next block"

After a little recalling the map, Ann pointed to the fact that he could pass through the alley that was inaccessible by cars, so he paid the fare and got out of the car and walked.

tightened the scarf on his face and disappeared into the gloomy alley......

Perhaps An Yizhi really has a bit of a talent for criminals, and has passed by the shrinking encirclement network of the police several times.

Shortly after he left the taxi and entered the alley, three police officers interrogated the driver and learned of An's target. No, a black man, and a black man in tattered clothes, taking a taxi is very suspicious in itself, and it is natural that the police will find out.

One of them reported the situation to headquarters, and the other two drew their guns and followed the clues.

The chase and escape were only more than 100 meters apart, because of the intricate environment in the alley, An Yizhi did not find that there were already police followers. But he also clearly knows that it is only a matter of time for his position to be locked, and few of the people the police want to arrest seriously can escape. What's more, he is an outsider, he is not familiar with life, and he can hide and hide so far can be regarded as a super level of performance.

Covered in sourness, with a scarf picked up from the garbage heap around his face, he was chased around like a dog, and this is his current situation.

The motivation for such an embarrassed An Yizhi to continue playing is of course due to the high return on experience points from entering the dungeon, but more importantly, he is curious about the development of the plot later.

Don't forget, this is a messy dungeon.

While the system spent a lot of effort to arrange the pursuit of An Yizhi, and at the same time gave him a hint of escape, he was full of malice and thought that the system was so fine, which really made him want to know what the mystery was about.

What kind of role is the middle-aged black man he plays? What are the tasks of the players who entered first? Why did you make the plot collapse?

He wanted to figure out all these questions.

Passing around the corner, crossing an extremely narrow road, An Yizhi, who was thinking about these questions in his head, fell on his heels.

The fire ladders installed on both sides directly occupy most of the already narrow alleys. In addition, it is very dark, and there is a deep pit in the ground that sinks down, and those who pass through it for the first time will be overshadowed nine times out of ten.

Bang!

Almost as soon as he fell, a bullet flew behind him.

"We're the police, hands up! You're already surrounded! ”

The shouts of the pursuers made Ann have no time to sigh at his good luck, and he crawled behind the garbage bin not far away, and of course, accompanied by bullets flying by.

The two policemen cooperate tacitly, and they are obviously old partners all year round. One person raised his gun and aimed at any time to suppress the fire, and the other slowly approached, and so on, and the distance between him and An Yizhi was narrowing.

Secretly scolding the dead strip came so quickly, Ann felt out the .357 revolver with one finger, exposed his hand and shot backwards.

Needless to say, the fate is purely by providence.

But the copper bullet clanging in the alley gave a lot of psychological pressure to the two policemen, both sides had guns in their hands, and this distance was within the high hit rate of the pistols, even if two people supported each other, the policemen did not dare to be careless.

Mainly because they couldn't figure out what An Yizhi's marksmanship was, before leaving, they were only told that the criminals they were going to deal with this time were extremely vicious, cruel and very cunning, and they were allowed to shoot directly, so they had to guard against it.

Police revolvers usually only have 5~6 rounds of ammunition, and An Yizhi quickly finished these rounds with a finger and excitement. It was obviously unrealistic to reload slowly, so he had to put the empty pistol back in his pocket and find the other two in one hand.

Bang!

This time he was a lot more cautious and fired only one shot for deterrence.

"Ahh

"Shet! Rod! ”

Did you hit it?

How accurate his marksmanship is, An Yizhi is very clear. I used to play FPS games all year round and belonged to the one who was abused.

He crept out through the crack in the dumpster to observe, and a bullet came at him!

The shot almost lifted Ann's face, and the high-speed bullet flew past his cheek, leaving a mark as if he had been whipped by a whip.

As for the injured policeman...... Obviously it doesn't exist, and he deliberately pretends to be shot in order to lure An to show his head.

In normal times, he would definitely praise the policeman uncle silently when he saw him so witty in the news, but now from the opposite side, such a witty enemy is too difficult.

Now it seems that the restriction that 'no use of any unexplained supernatural abilities that do not fit the context of the dungeon before the convergence' is a hole that has been dug a long time ago.

At first, he thought that this copy almost didn't need to fight, and the dare was to prevent An Yizhi from killing him. I miss the self-propelled demolition spider that I'm used to, even if I have two grenades in my hand.

Two more shots were fired as a suppression, and time was pressing, and An Yizhi had to hurry to think of a way to get out.

Don't look at the exchange of fire between the two sides for only ten seconds, the revolver does not have a silencer, the gunfire is very obvious in the silent alley, or it will not be long before a large group of police will come over, and then An Yiyi will be beaten into a sieve.

The probe who ventured out again went out to check and found two policemen hiding behind the fire ladder due to the previous deterrent shooting, An Yizhi immediately got up and retreated, and did not forget to continue firing as he walked.

The crossfire between the two pistols made the cops unable to lift their heads, but they knew that this was only temporary, and that the revolver's reload would determine the outcome of the automatic pistol's obsolescence.

Anyway, An Yizhi finally got a respite, and he retreated again and again, one in front of a large iron door about ten meters behind him.

It was a fenced gate with a lock the size of half a fist attached to it.

"Magic Tricks"

The paper clip is inserted into the keyhole and it is opened with a magic trick. Shooting the last bullet at the policeman, Ann pointed out the door.

Behind the door is a small courtyard, quite a bit of a pure land in the concrete jungle, the owner decorated this small small open space very exquisitely, and there is a rocking chair under the grape trellis.

"Dick, are you back? Come on in, it's ...... outside."

A door in the residential building opened, and out came an old man with the same dark skin, and before he finished speaking, he saw An Yizhi holding two guns.

"You ......"

He was not afraid at all, and in the face of the glittering muzzle, he was still calm and his face was as usual.

"Excuse me, I'll leave"

An Yizhi is not mad enough to take the elderly hostage, although the success rate of this option is not low.

"No, no, you're the one being chased by the police."

There was a faint sound of a radio playing from inside the open door, and he must have learned about it from there.

"Jane, we have a guest"

Rushing into the door, the old black man looked at Ann again:

"You want to go to Blue Heaven, right, I can help you"

Seeing that he was still a little hesitant, he patted Fa Fu's stomach again:

"You have a weapon, and you're young, are you afraid that an old man who has half a foot in a coffin won't be able to do it?"

After thinking about it for a while, An Yizhi felt that the other party should be credible, especially when the other party said the words blue heaven.

"Look at you, you need to change your clothes"

As soon as I entered the door, an old black lady greeted me, who was supposed to be the old wife of the old black man.

"There's no time, take him into the basement, I'll find a way to drag the police"

"Okay, be careful"

"Don't worry, although I am old, I am not Alzheimer's"

The old man waved his hands and went out, and after a while he was heard talking to the police.

"You come with me"

The old black lady pulled back the carpet to reveal a movable door panel. Pull it open, there is a cave below, and a rich aroma of wine comes to your face.

An Yizhi wanted to say that hiding here would be discovered sooner or later, but for a while, there was really no other way, so he had to follow.

"Why are you helping me?"

The old lady did not answer his question directly, pressed the switch, and lit the light bulb in the underground cellar:

"The police say you're a murderer, they say you're heinous. But we all know what you are going to be captured for, and only you can fulfill our wishes"

So, what is it for?

If it weren't for the fear of arousing suspicion, An Yizhi really wanted to ask now, what is the special identity of the black man he plays?

Removed a pendant from his neck, which was inlaid with a photograph of a young black boy in his teens. Old lady says:

"His name is Dick, our child, and he has died"

Ann was startled, didn't the old man call Dick's name just now?

"The loss of Dick was a huge blow to my husband and me, and he still thinks that Dick is just going out to work and will be back soon, and maybe with a girlfriend. But I knew that Dick was gone forever and would never come back. I can't remember how we survived until we met...... Here it is."

The old lady led him to the wine rack in the deepest part of the cellar, and Ann pointed and asked:

"How did Dick die?"

"The police told us it was an unfortunate accident and Dick accidentally fell off the scaffolding while working on a construction site and broke his head"

A hint of hideousness flashed on her originally kind face, and the old lady continued:

"They didn't even allow us to see Dick one last time, so they closed the case and buried him. We sensed that something was wrong, and we inquired a lot and learned that it was a few white people who were competing with him for a job, my poor boy, he didn't have any bad intentions at all, why did God treat him like this, he was only 17 years old"

The economic crisis of 1929, the destruction of countless families, the untold number of laid-offs, and the racial discrimination against blacks were not uncommon.

At this moment, there was a thud of leather boots on the wooden floor overhead, and the police had already entered the house and would soon search the basement.

"There's no time, quick, get in"

The old lady pointed to the barrel that lay horizontally against the wall and said:

"There's a secret door inside, and there's a tunnel behind the secret door that leads to Blue Heaven, and it's relatively safe there"

Looking into the barrel, there was a metal watertight door, which was small enough to accommodate one person to climb through.

"Remember to tighten the door when you go in, I'll fill it with wine so the police won't find you"

Ann was about to get in, and before that he said to the old black lady:

"Don't get into a fight with the police, they won't catch me"

Hearing the resentment of the police in the old lady's tone, he was worried that the old couple would suffer if he left.

"Don't worry, I'm measured"

Whether it was perfunctory or sincere, Ann pointed out that he didn't know, he quickly climbed into the wood with his hands and feet, came out of the secret passage at the other end, and locked the watertight door.

Soon, there was a clattering sound of liquid pouring into the barrel.

In the cellar, the old black lady pressed the mechanism and filled the barrel with the secret passage. muttered in his mouth:

"Since God can't send those demons to hell, let's turn the world into hell......"

At this time, the police were belated......