Chapter 39: No Choice
Anyang city is not big, Tongguan Road is the old city, the outside looks at the neat buildings along the street, in fact, the back is full of residential buildings without classification, high, low, and there are buildings under construction or demolished half, into this kind of route complex place, the chance of escape can basically be doubled.
After the cunning two suspects entered, they also came and ran away, one to the left and the other to the right, so that the two people chasing after had to be separated from each other.
Shi Ning, who was standing at the entrance of the alley, looked through the dark alley path that seemed to be ghostly and dark, and fell to the front of the alley passage, where a dim light passed through the mottled Tianzi lattice glass window, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark alley that would make people frightened.
A figure passed by in the faint light, one dodged to the left, running towards her, and another dodged, turning into another dark passage from the right.
Deliberately stopped, waiting for Yang Qiwei to come over, Shi Ning lightly pressed the tip of his tongue on the upper jaw, and his eyes showed a dark color of Qing Lingling.
There was a rapid running sound behind him, a very familiar footsteps, you don't have to look to know who it is, of course, you don't need to look and you don't know that the acquaintance's face is very bad at this time.
"Shi Ning!! You're looking for a pump!! Yang Qiwei, who finally got closer, reprimanded, he was angry and anxious, his forehead was full of cold sweat, "Give me back!" ”
Shi Ning looked back at the middle-aged man who was running closer, with a heroic and righteous body.
She said, "Uncle, they ran apart. And I know where one of them has gone. Believe me and follow me. Because, you don't have a second choice either. ”
She didn't know that when she looked back, the coldness in her eyes made Yang Qiwei's heart suddenly "burst" down, how could this kind of look ...... Why is he so much like his nephew Lu Zhi'an?
The immature face, the clear eyes, but with the coldness of an adult, it is obviously still a little fat bird he knows, and this look back makes him feel a little strange.
It seems like...... It's like a different person.
Yang Qiwei, who had a gloomy face, had no choice, because Shi Ning still didn't give him a chance to choose, and his chubby figure flashed, and he got into the dim path where there were no street lights and only relied on the lights of residential buildings.
Yang Qiwei took a deep breath and caught up with Shi Ning's figure, this time, Yang Qiwei caught up with Shi Ning, and clearly heard Shi Ning's extremely heavy breathing.
If she loses weight, she will definitely run faster, and she may not be able to catch up.
Yang Qiwei, who had sharp eyes, thought silently, and said in a deep voice: "It is very likely that he has a homemade weapon in his hand, you can help me, but you must not get close!" ”
The little chubby bird was not wrong, he had no choice, because she was the only one who saw which direction the suspect was fleeing.
was "coerced" by a child, and he wanted to slap himself twice!
"Uncle, I still have a lot of things to do, and I regret my life." Shi Ning smiled, running through the light and shadow, there was a cold color between her eyebrows.
Let Yang Qiwei be both familiar and unfamiliar.
The little chubby bird is still the original chubby bird, compared with the original arrogant chubby bird, it seems to be a different person, but there is a sense of familiarity in it.
Familiarity?
Yes!
How did this little fat bird become like his nephew, at a young age, why are they so cold, and they all threaten themselves together!
Could it be that the little fat bird is secretly learning from his nephew?
But in the blink of an eye, Yang Qiwei's mood had a few ups and downs, through the wire overhead like a spider web, the narrow and damp path, he heard the sound of rapid escape in front, and on his right, there was also a sound of running in the alley in front of him, which was chased by a brother from another district brigade.