Chapter 287

"You just made a phone call, and a military plane will go to the armed police hospital?" Wang Yashan looked sideways at Qin Zhao who put the phone on the dashboard, with a look of disbelief.

"What's so strange about this?" Qin Zhao replied casually, and then started the car. If it was in the past, he would have to brag about himself in the adoring eyes of a pretty girl who was able to mobilize military planes with just one phone call. But now because Yao Di's life and death have completely occupied his whole heart, he can no longer be interested in showing off.

Now, he just wanted to rush to No. 42, Maliu Lane, Binhai District as quickly as possible, and then catch that Venus messenger. As for Yao Di, Qin Zhao... didn't dare to think too much, because he knew that even if he rushed over now, Yao Di would definitely not know. The most important thing is that now Yao Di has returned to him what he gave her, and doesn't owe him anything anymore, so there is no need to see him again.

Wang Yashan could see that Qin Zhao was so worried that he didn't want to talk at all, so he stopped talking and just fastened his seat belt on himself. She had a premonition that the next car would be driven fast by this man who was worried about Yao Di and wanted to find the mastermind, so she had better prepare in advance.

Sure enough, it was only more than a hundred meters away from the BMW parked by Ye Qingling, and the accelerator of the Hummer was almost stepped on by Qin Zhao amidst the constant roar. Because the road was not too smooth, Wang Yashan glanced at the instrument panel while firmly grasping the handrail, and found that the speedometer had reached 130 miles per hour.

Does this man want to die? Driving the car so fast on country roads!

Yao Di looked at Qin Zhao, who was calm on the surface, from the corner of his eyes. He was looking straight ahead, holding the steering wheel firmly with his left hand, while his right hand was only on the gear and rarely changed gears. , the shifting action was so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and when he realized that the car stopped abruptly but then jumped out suddenly, his hand had already returned to its original position. An unlit cigarette was slanted in the corner of his mouth, and an Armani suit was still upright even though it was stained with blood, showing its noble aristocratic blood everywhere. But all of this, including his seemingly quiet expression, revealed a faint murderous air.

This is a kind of killing spirit that Wang Yashan has never encountered before!

What's the only thing you can do when you're offered to get in a car driven by a man full of hate?

It is best to close your eyes.

Wang Yashan chose to close her eyes.

In Chenjiazhai, a rural village in the coastal suburbs, it is about 30 kilometers away from the location on the mobile phone. Because today's weather is really not very good, there are not many pedestrians on the road at all, which also gave Qin Zhao a chance to reach his destination in 10 minutes in a Hummer.

Behind the brilliance of every city, there are always some old things that are ignored if you don't look for them carefully. And Maliu Lane is such an old street that still maintains the architectural style of the last century.

No. 42 is not a residential house, but a small workshop that can be seen everywhere in the 1980s. In front of the dilapidated courtyard gate stood a courtyard gate made of red bricks. The two dilapidated iron gates were tightly closed, and there was no movement inside. Looking into the courtyard through the car window, behind the low brick building, there is a large modern building, and the sound of car horns can be faintly heard behind the building. Standing in the alley where the Humvee just drove over in front of the courtyard, it gives people the feeling of the 1930s and 1940s that can only be seen on TV.

"You wait for me in the car, don't get off." Qin Zhao didn't look at Wang Yashan and spoke, but his tone was full of no resistance and no doubt. After saying this, Qin Zhao opened the door and got off the car, went to the gate of the courtyard and stood on tiptoe to look inside. There was no one in the courtyard, and there was no movement. The whole courtyard, including the house behind the building, has a kind of twilight desolation in the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

What she said to Qin Zhao was almost imperative, and Wang Yashan really wanted to use her congenital condition of being a beautiful woman to refute it, especially in the next time, she had to face someone alone, even if she was in a coma, but was still making slight groaning. When singing woman.

How much pain should this woman have suffered? Wang Yashan looked at the completely damaged face lying on the back seat of the car, pale and twitching non-stop. The middle of the face is like a child who made a doughnut but then poked it with his fingertips in a mischievous manner. There is no vision of a human face at all. Especially the obviously bent right calf, even a blind man can smell that it has been broken several times by something.

Thinking of the few people who died in the snow, and looking at this woman who no one could bear to hurt, Wang Yashan couldn't help shivering. I suddenly remembered a legend when I was in the army. Legend: In December of the Dragon Soaring, there was a man who showed no mercy to hostile women. Torturing women as much as possible seemed to be his hobby, but this man was the most feminine among the twelve members of the Dragon Soaring. He is ranked seventh, that is, in July, and he has a not-so-popular nickname, Yumian Yanluo.

With a face that fascinates girls, a skill that scares some people, and a background that makes the chief executive worry about his safety, could it be, could he be the dragon soaring in July and the jade face of Yama in July! ? When Wang Yashan looked out of the car with a trace of doubt and excitement, Qin Zhao, who was standing there looking at the situation in the courtyard just now, disappeared.

Holding the wall with one hand, Qin Zhao borrowed a little strength, and like a big bird, he flew into the courtyard amidst the snowflakes flying all over the sky. Now that he has come, he is not willing to hide anything. He always likes to face some things directly. The reason why he didn't come in through the courtyard gate was not that he was afraid of the people inside escaping, but that he was too lazy to call the door, and no one could slip away from under the eyes of Yumian Yanluo.

Qin Zhao was like a sister-in-law who came to visit a new neighbor's house, looking around at the surrounding environment, but walked towards the house 20 meters away from the gate without stopping. Somewhere in the urban area where every inch of land is very expensive, to have such a large courtyard is like living in a golden nest, even though the house is dilapidated.

When the main house was three or four meters ahead, the sound of music came from inside through the snowflakes. It’s no wonder the people inside didn’t hear a car parked at the door. It turned out that they were enjoying the music in this north wind howling weather. It’s so elegant... Qin Zhao’s mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and he raised his foot when he walked to the door.

He likes to be straightforward in everything he does, even when facing a Venus envoy who is likely to have a gun, he doesn't like to be like April gentleman Tie Mole, who looks very much like those sour teachers Sir, but when doing things, he likes to play tricks the most.

Qin Zhao immediately kicked his foot on the door panel and stopped suddenly. Because just as he was about to break in, the music in the room suddenly quieted down, and then a familiar man's voice came from inside: "Hello, brother-in-law, I'm Xiaoyi."

Brother-in-law, I am listening. Qin Zhao, who had kicked one foot and stood still in front of the door with one leg, was responding to the caller's words in his heart.

"Matsushima sent a text message 20 minutes ago to say that the task has been completed. Now I guess they are coming to me... Well, we didn't talk on the phone, we kept in touch by text message. After they come back, I will invalidate this card The voice in the room that Qin Zhao could tell who it was, passed through the cracks in the wooden door to the outside: "...Yes, I guess I don't need to say, both Liu Sheng and Yamato should know about Long Tengqi Yue should have also gone to the wedding scene. I think the reason why they completed the task so cleanly must have been done after he left... Well, brother-in-law, I know. But, but that Matsushima really shouldn't be She is the team leader of this operation, because she doesn't seem to know who she is going to face at all, and she can't listen to anyone's words... Well, okay, let's talk about these things after we meet. Well, I guess they will soon It's coming..."

"Fu Yi, brother-in-law, I've been here a long time ago, but you haven't seen it." After saying this, Qin Zhao kicked open the door panel with plywood on the bottom and four glass panels on the top. The wind rushed in with a whoosh of snowflakes, and several flakes of snowflakes directly stuck to the face of a person who was holding a mobile phone in a daze at the door.

In the middle of the room, stood a man with a mobile phone in his hand. In the corner behind him, there is a set of audio equipment, and next to it is a high-power air conditioner, which is trying to send hot air out, trying to warm everything including Qin Zhao.

"Qin, Qin Zhao!" After Qin Zhao broke in, the phone in Fu Yi's hand fell to the ground with a bang. But the excellent quality made this Nokia still keep talking even when it fell to the ground, and a voice from the phone was still so clear: "Hi! Xiaoyi, you, what are you talking about?"

Qin Zhao slowly leaned down, picked up the latest model of mobile phone, looked at Fu Yi who was standing on the spot with his mouth wide open, with playful eyes, and put the mobile phone to his ear: "You Do you want to listen to him, or do you want to hear me tell you?"

"Who are you?" After hearing Qin Zhao's words, the person on the other side of the phone was obviously silent for a while, and then asked.

"Who am I? Hehe," Qin Zhao smiled, and finally took out the lighter from his pocket, willing to light the cigarette he was holding. After taking a deep breath, he blew it on the pale face of Fu Yi. After seeing Fu Yi's expression of being so frightened that he squinted his eyes but couldn't make any sound, Qin Zhao was satisfied and asked leisurely, "Then who are you?"