"Xiao Yi... don't do anything randomly."

The rain fell down and soaked into the cracked car window of the spider-veiled car. Fang Zhi recovered a little bit of his mind and tried hard to climb out. He shouted at Xia Yi in the rain: "Put down the gun... Do you know that you killed the commuter station that day. They are looking for you everywhere now. Come back to the police station with me... Brother-in-law, at least you can ensure your safety..."

Wow—

At this moment, Pudding, who had been chasing behind, rushed over, barked at the people in the window for a while, ran to Xia Yi's feet as if seeking credit, and shook his tail.

"Captain, I will play with them in the commuter bureau." Xia Yi touched Pudding's wet head, turned to a supermarket near the highway, took out his cell phone while walking, and broadcast the fat man's number.

In the car, Fang Zhi was still shouting.

"Come back! Don't be impulsive-"

Then it was covered in the sound of rain.

Xia Yili ignored the voice behind her and looked at the number on her phone dialing out. A moment later, as soon as it was connected, Zhao Dezhu's anxious voice came: "Lao Yi, are you okay? I'm rushing back..."

"Wait a moment, Luoji Street, you go directly to an abandoned factory outside the western suburbs of the city..."

After saying only one sentence, he hung up the phone, looked at Teddy who had been following him, and suddenly curled the corners of his mouth. He walked straight into the small supermarket where the people stood, and took out the money that was wet by the rain.

"A ham sausage, a roll of clear tape."

The shop owner looked at his face without any expression and quickly found the two items until the other party took the things and left. He was still staring at the police car that was overturning in the rain in the distance.

Xia Yi found a branch outside, tied the ham sausage to it, and dialed a number on the phone, then pressed the dial button and wrapped it tightly with tape, tied it to Teddy's body together.

The puppy looked at the ham sausage hanging down his mouth, spread his short legs to chase, and ran farther and farther away. He took a last look at the police car, turned around and left, and disappeared into the rain.

"Xiao Yi——"

Fang Zhi finally kicked open the glass window, but one hand was locked on the steering wheel, so he had to roar in the direction where the figure disappeared. At this moment, the communicator in the car rang, and he hurriedly picked it up and heard Dongfang Xu's voice coming from inside.

"Captain Fang, where are you? Xia Yi and you..."

"Don't worry about these, Xia Yi is gone... He wants to... kill him... Go and stop him..." Fang Zhi hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "But please don't kill him..."

On the road on the other side of the city, in the business car driving, Dongfang Xu was stunned with the communicator, turned his head, and spoke very quickly, shouting at a colleague wearing headphones to monitor: "Locate Xia Yi's cell phone--"

"Confirm the location..." The commuter bureau member looked at the red dots on the screen and a set of data displayed on the side screen next to him, and turned around: "The other party is near the south of the city and is talking to someone..."

Dongfang Xu sat back and began to check the guns, "Catch the other person who was on the phone and send a team of people over." He slapped his hand and pushed the magazine into the handle of the gun with a loud bang.

He pressed the headset and his voice was deep: "Captain Fang, the commuter bureau has taken over this matter, so don't interfere in."

In the sound, the convoy divided a business car and drove towards the location of another mobile phone number monitored.

In a villa in the city, Ma Lin, who was having dinner with her family, held her mobile phone and "hehe" a few times. There was no other word in it to respond to her except for the sound of rain and the sound of the car passing by.

"What the hell is Xia Yi doing?"

As soon as she hung up the phone and put it aside, the phone rang again, but the number was the same. After several consecutive times, the woman turned off the phone and threw it on the table.

"Annoying..." she muttered.

Outside the window, in the sound of rain, thunder exploded in the sky, and the sky was already dark. In the abandoned factory outside the west suburbs of the city, a dark shadow climbed over the wall and gently fell down. With a slightly red eyes, he looked at the factory in front of him. The bright lights shone out the dilapidated windows, and several people were eating and drinking in another small house next to him.

"Five hundred thousand...that kid doesn't use his brain. Is the money so easy to get?"

"...................... isn't it taken down by the big boss with a conspiracy."

"Go away, will you speak!"

"You eat first, I'll put some water at the door..."

Someone came out of the room and walked to the door to open the zipper and cursed, "What the hell is the weather?" When a figure came out from the shadows, he walked out of the shadows and silently approached. In the light of the window, a hand suddenly flashed, covering the mouth and nose, pulling into the darkness. He heard a crisp sound, his head opened his mouth and twisted in one direction, and lay on the ground in a crooked manner.

The figure covered in rain touched a dagger from the corpse and walked towards the small room in front of him.

His eyes passed through the window, and there were two people drinking and eating dishes around a table. When he pushed open the door, the person holding the wine glass turned around and said, "I have been there for so long, sit down..."

The expression suddenly froze on his face, and the words he said turned into: "......Who are you?" The dagger was nailed directly to his forehead, and his body leaned back and fell. Before the other person could react, he pressed his hands on his head and chin from behind, and then... twisted suddenly.

The body widened its eyes and lay softly on the table. Xia Yi grabbed a few pieces of meat from the plate and put it into his mouth, chewed it, reached out to take an iron rod by the door, dragged it to the ground, and as his footsteps crossed the muddy ground, he turned his head and looked at the factory, and windows with lights passed through his eyes.

Two guards at the factory gate hid under the eaves to smoke. There was something hanging on the ground. When they turned around, they slammed their heads and sank their heads directly, and the other person directly hit the iron gate.

It was rainy and it was afternoon again, and almost all the people who came to gambling had been exposed. There were only a few people inside and Wang Ju gathered together to eat hot pot. The man with a vest bandage was talking with chopsticks in his left hand.

"...Uncle Wang, you don't know that the boy was stunned by this touch. He was dead. Small things would turn into big things, let alone so many people in the guild."

Wang Ju listened to him with a smile and burned a goose intestine in the pot, "This is the case in this world. It is useless to be cruel, but you must also be in a bad heart. If others can't do it, you can gain a foothold. Otherwise, you think how the big boss has gone from a gangster to a boss? Don't just be ruthless, you have to learn from the big boss..."

Bang—

The gate was thundering inward, and the guard rushed in with a bloody head and fell to the ground. The few people sitting next to the hot pot were shocked and stood up immediately. The next second, something was thrown out at the door. The person in front suddenly screamed, bleeding from his forehead, and the iron rod bounced back and flew.

The figure with water vapor jumped up, reached out and grabbed the falling iron rod, and then smashed it down according to a guard next to him. The sticky blood sprayed into the soup base in the hot pot like a fountain, surging with the soup.

In an instant, the four people left, leaving only Wang Ju and the man with vest. They only picked up the beer bottle and a knife next to them, and looked at Xia Yi who was walking over tremblingly.

"Where is Changwu?"

The cold wind with moisture blew into the door. As the light bulb swayed, the wet man looked at the two people opposite with a blood-stained iron stick. He knocked the stick on the table and turned his head coldly: "Who will come first for you two?"

"Stop him-" Wang Ju shouted in horror. The vest man beside him rushed towards the wine bottle "Ah--" and the bottle that was swinging was caught and pushed back. With a loud bang, he smashed his face to pieces. Xia Yi grabbed his hair with his back hand, pressed down, soaking the other person's entire face into the boiling hot pot.

"You let him go... and let me go too..." Wang Ju looked at the vest man who was struggling and twitching, pointing to the iron ladder on the second floor, "The money is on it, it's still intact, you can take it... Is it okay to let our uncle and nephew go?"

Xia Yi smiled and shook her head, letting her hands loosen, the man stopped moving, and his whole face was cooked.

"I said, I said, Mr. Chang should be outside now, a place called regulars, playing mahjong..." After Wang Ju said that, he turned around and ran away.

The next second, he kicked up a chair and smashed Wang Ju who wanted to run to the ground. He dragged the iron rod and stepped on the other party's back, and said lightly: "I said last time... I will kill you all."

The iron rod hit the ground, level with Wang Ju's head.

".................., how many families are destroyed and cannot pay off their debts, and they will do a lot of things that force good people to become prostitutes..."

The iron rod was raised like a golf ball.

"I will basically not let anyone go tonight if I don't have any kindness in my heart..."

The swaying light shone on the iron rods falling from the figure and mapped onto the wall. Blood seeped through the dust with the twitching body, forming a pool on the ground and flowing towards all sides.

Soon, Xia Yi threw the iron stick casually, walked up the second floor, found a travel bag, threw all the 500,000 yuan cash covered with white cloth on the table, and walked out of here.

Outside the iron gate of the abandoned factory, a three-wheeled car squeaked over. When the fat man saw the figure standing by the weed, he was startled at first. After seeing it clearly, he jumped out of the car and ran over.

"Lao Yi...what did you ask me to come here...this..."

"Don't worry about what's inside, give Xiaoyu 400,000 yuan the money in this bag to treat his eyes." Xia Yi opened the bag and exposed layers of banknotes, "The rest... you take it."

Zhao Dezhu had never seen so much money in his life. He couldn't stop laughing and nodded repeatedly: "Okay... that's great." He put the bag on three rounds, suddenly realized something, and turned his head, "Wait... Lao Yi, why do you feel like something is going to happen... You should just explain it clearly..."

His fat body was pushed and hit the front of the car.

Xia Yi looked at him and said word by word: "Get out with the money immediately."

Then he kicked the fat man in the butt and shouted: "Get out--"
Chapter completed!