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Swallowing the Seas - Chapter 77

Published at 3rd of June 2023 12:56:29 PM


Chapter 77

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77 Chapter 77

    Boom!

    The wall was splashed, and Wu Yu took a gulp of blood over the corners of his mouth, but he didn't even hum. He bowed his head and avoided the second whip leg from the assassin. The wall above his head was pulled away from the wall. !

    Wu Yu originally thought that this assassin who could only track and watch was relatively average, but he knew he was completely wrong when he played. Men reach their peak physical fitness around the age of twenty to twenty-six, and their speed, strength, and response are all optimized to their peak. What's more frightening is that the young man in front of him not only has superior physical fitness, but also leaves no room for death with a punch. The wind is pasting the temple, it's crashing! The fire cabinet burst, and Wu Yu was instantly drawn with blood from broken glass!

    The force of that punch was enough to make a brain break, if not for him to hide quickly, it is estimated that he would have been on the spot now. Wu Yu stepped upstairs several steps, staggering slightly, but the young man turned around and stepped on the broken glass, clinging to it like a ghost: "The legendary painter is just like that?"

    Wu Yu did not answer, he had already leaned to avoid two or three attacks in an instant, and the whole person kept retreating upstairs; the killer was faster than him, until they retreated to the corner at the top of the stairs, the two of them almost faced each other. Close to his face, the young man reached his throat with a palm:

    "Or, you just want to die on my hands--?!"

    The tip of your finger touched Wu Yu's neck, but at the same second, snap! With a sound, Wu Yu held down the upper handrail at the corner and took advantage of his strength to fly up!

    call--

    The killer only felt the wind whistling from the corner of his clothes, Wu Yu grabbed the arm of the handrail to prop up his weight, and the joints were twisted almost three hundred and sixty degrees; he was spun over the killer's head in mid-air, and then bang! !

    Like a special effect shot in a movie, no one can see his movements and angles clearly. The assassin had no time to hide, but Wu Yu kicked him from behind and smashed the window glass of the corridor!

    If the thick glass on this floor is not so strong, it has fallen downstairs in one piece and shattered into tens of millions of pieces.

    The killer's eardrums shook, his eyes turned black, and he was dizzy for half a second no matter how strong he was. In the gap of less than half a second, Wu Yu stepped forward, and the killer only had time to turn around and raise his hand to block. The next second he felt the world spin around——

    Wu Yu lifted his legs and twisted them around his neck. The two lost their center of gravity at the same time and fell to the ground; the textbook-like scissor foot was tightly wrapped around the killer's throat, and the neck bone suddenly gave out a clear giggle sound! ωωω.999xs.co\m\

    "Young people don't think too much, don't be affectionate to the painter." Wu Yu gasped and asked, "Who sent you?"

    "..." The killer's face was flushed red and purple, and then turned blue. The muscles of his arms and thighs were lumpy and blood vessels were violently violently.

    He scratched hard with both hands but to no avail, the scissor feet when the two were lying on the ground at the same time were almost impossible to break free. The suffocation caused by the lack of oxygen made him struggle, and his toes kept pushing forward, just hitting the safety door on this floor, and the impact caused the door panel to make a "boom! Boom!" sound.

    -Outside the door is the corridor of the ward, there may be people at any time!

    Wu Yu narrowed his eyes and tightened his feet, forcing his whole body to rise, making it difficult for his toes to reach the door: "Who is it?"

    The killer's blood-red eyes stared into the sky, and he intermittently squeezed out a few words from his throat:

    "Do you... remember... Agui?"

    Suddenly, it was like a curse exploding from the void, Wu Yu's pupils tightened rapidly, and his strength was subconsciously loosened. Fresh air took the opportunity to pour into the killer's throat, and he exhausted all his energy in that one thousandth of a second, "Bang!" He stepped on the safety door!

    A nurse outside the door stopped in confusion, followed by another cry:

    Damn it! !

    The safety door shook slightly, Wu Yu cursed silently, bent his knees with all his strength, and dragged the assassin's body for several centimeters, pressing his calf on the opponent's Adam's apple, and his neck bone suddenly made a slight bend!

    At this moment, squeak--

    The security door was pulled open from the outside, and Wu Yu only had time to raise his head, and was caught off guard to see the nurse's round eyes.

    "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

    "I don't know why you are inquiring about what happened in the past, but the debts of people have disappeared, and it is meaningless to dissolve the past that year. The only reason for keeping confidential is to consider the mood of the living." Jiang Ting coldly Said, "Go back, Officer Bu, your current appearance reminds me of Zhang Boming back then, I don't want to say one more word to you."

    ——Jiang Ting deserves to be a powerful character. All of his previous play-offs are nothing. Only the last sentence is too powerful, making Bu Chonghua stop there with a single mouth.

    Jiang Ting nodded, holding the photo frame and photo, and then turning back to the ward, but suddenly stopped.

    The two seemed to have heard something at the same time. Bu Chonghua sensitively turned his head and looked towards the corridor. The faint sound waves in the void faintly shook the air, and suddenly touched his eardrums.

    "...Come..." "stop..." "fire door..."

    Jiang Ting's eyebrows twitched, and suddenly he heard only two words from Bu Chonghua: "Sixth Floor."

    What happened to the sixth floor?

    The next moment the restlessness spread upstairs, and only listened to the nurse pedaling up the stairs: "Call the security! Call the security!" "Kill, kill!"

    Just a few days ago, Jin Hai had just been involved in the murder of a doctor who was attacking a doctor. Bu Chonghua's nerves were suddenly stretched. Without any hesitation, he flew down the stairs!

    Jiang Ting couldn't help but cursed in his heart no matter how good he was, and he closed the door of Zhang Zhixing's ward. Just about to go downstairs, he only heard the phone ringing in his trouser pocket. It was Yan Xiu's exclusive phone ring.

    "Consultant Jiang, Detachment Jiang, Associate Professor Jiang! Where are you here?! We have agreed that you will meet with me as soon as you arrive at Jinhai to see the patient. Don't you let me have an extramarital affair halfway through?! Or did I run into the handsome little fresh meat doctor in the hospital?! I can tell you that I even have a rose bed here..."

    "I didn't see the handsome doctor, only a SB with the surname Step." Jiang Ting quickly said to the mobile phone while going downstairs: "Something may have happened on the sixth floor of the General Medical Oncology Inpatient Department. Call the police and let people come to see and hang up. ."

    Toot toot——

    Yan Xiu stared at the phone inexplicably by the big bed sprinkled with roses in the presidential suite: "SB of Bu?"

    Why does Jinhai have so many shameless pens with the surname Bu? It can be seen that the surname Bu is the fruit of the wind... Wait, I'm sorry uncle, not you.

    boom! !

    The fire door was heavily smashed on the wall, and the killer took the opportunity to overturn Wu Yu, like an arrow from the string rushing into the safety corridor, screaming down!

    Wu Yu cursed secretly, feeling severe pain in the chest and ribs when he got up, and he staggered.

    Who sent this person? Why do you know the existence of Agui? Why do you know that you are now Jinhai?

    ——Can't let him go. At that moment, a burning and clear killing thought flashed in Wu Yu's heart, knowing that he had to keep this person today.

    The killer coughed and walked quickly, and the long and steep safe corridor came to an end in a blink of an eye, and there was a parking lot on the ground floor below. He just stretched out his hand to open the fire door, Wu Yu had already arrived from the upper level; the killer turned his head and hid, smashed the fire cabinet with his fist, and took out the fire axe with his hand and slashed at Wu Yu. Come down!

    Hoo-hoo-

    The sharp axe swept across his face in a narrow space, only to hear the side wall smashed, and was smashed through several huge gaps. Wu Yu was forced to retreat for several steps, and in a blink of an eye, he had already stuck to the wall and was unavoidable. At this moment, a familiar rapid sound came from a distance, it was a siren!

    The faces of the two changed at the same time, and the killer keenly discovered what:

    "Oh? It seems that you don't want your colleagues to know where you are today?"

    Wu Yu gasped and did not answer.

    The assassin gave him a cold smile, dropped the three words "follow me", then took the fire axe back two steps, opened the fire door with his backhand and rushed into the underground parking lot.

    Beep--

    Three or four cars were queuing out, the driver at the front turned on the lights and slammed the brakes, and the horns rang in succession. The killer rolled sideways over the front cover of the car and ran forward steadily. Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, he saw another door being pushed open not far away, and someone called and strode out the meteor.

    It's the detachment leader named Bu!

    These notes are not good enough, but how come the old ghosts are still there?

    The killer was a little annoyed, his eyes swept around, and at the same time the clear image near the hospital appeared in his brain like an electronic projection. The next moment he saw a small door for pedestrians to enter and exit behind the front pillar. However, before he had time to pass, he saw Bu Chonghua jump up on a run-up not far away, stepped heavily on the hood, fell to his feet amid the sharp alarm, and stood in front of him!

    "The F4 area of ​​the underground parking lot!" Bu Chonghua shouted: "The suspect has a murder weapon, beware!"

    A policeman from the rapid response squadron in the jurisdiction came across from the mobile phone: "It's a detachment! It will arrive in 60 seconds!"

    Bu Chonghua turned off the phone and looked intently at the killer's face, his face suddenly changed slightly: "You are the one—"

    The killer shook his head and said, "Trouble." Then he turned the fire axe into the back of the knife with a slap, and slammed to Bu Chonghua's waist!

    Assassinating a painter and assaulting a police officer with arms in broad daylight are two different concepts. Although this assassin is a bit young and energetic, he is not completely ignorant of the situation in mainland China. He dare not use a blade for Bu Chonghua, because he is afraid of killing on the spot. With this criminal investigation detachment leader, the whole city will be searched within ten minutes.

    But even with the back of an axe, it can be said that the mountain is smashed and the terrain is sinking vigorously. If it is cut down, the internal organs can be smashed into blood mud on the spot-Bu Chonghua can't take the phone, but at that moment his reaction speed is amazing. He threw it to the ground, bowed his head and leaned over to grab the axe. The steel axe slammed it against his back, smashing the windshield of a car next to it into tens of thousands of pieces.

    Wow----

    The car window burst and the sharp alarm sounded at the same time. Bu Chonghua rolled on the spot against the broken glass in the sky, got up in embarrassment, kicked off the rusty loose iron bar on the railing forcefully, and slapped it in his hand with a vicious wave Suck the killer to the ground!

    When the fire axe came out with a cry, Bu Chonghua knew there was no time to pick it up. He kicked the bottom of the axe handle. The heavy stainless steel axe spun out immediately and flew away several meters on the ground, slamming the tire of the car. .

    Between the killer's teeth: "Fuck!"

    Bu Chonghua grabbed the assassin's collar and slammed his head on the side of the bread body, bang! Bang! The body shook twice, and the door handle was splashed with blood. The severe pain made the killer full of murder, and he no longer cared about the other party’s identity as a criminal policeman. When he hit his head for the third time, he suddenly gritted his teeth and elbows backwards. He kicked hard and heavy, hitting his chest firmly!

    Bu Chonghua flew out and crashed into the rear window of another van. The whole glass suddenly crackled and covered with cracks.

    In the next second, the killer rushed forward without a word, Bu Chonghuasheng swallowed a mouthful of sweetness, flew a punch and spit out his mouth full of blood!

    "Bah!" The killer staggered back two steps, spat out half a tooth, and uttered an angry grin in his nose.

    "It turns out that there were two things in the Bu Detachment. I was disrespectful. I originally thought that you could get in front of the painter with your face." He drew his hands on his back, and slowly pulled out two bright three-sided|stabs, and said, "Come on. , I am here to apologize to you."

    --what did he say?

    Who does he say is the painter? !

    There was a bang in Bu Chonghua's mind. Twenty years ago, the bloody night came in the sky. He heard his forced sobbing and the crackling of the torch outside the closet. The sound of the knife tip piercing the human body accompanied the drug dealer screaming: "These two The paper is damn hard, won’t you cry without the coffin?!"

    "I will give you one last chance, who is the painter?"

    "Who the hell is that ‘painter’?!"

    ...

    The whole body of Bu Chonghua was held in the deep sea, and the powerful water pressure poured into the internal organs from the seven orifices, making him unable to think at that moment, and even forgot to breathe——

    In this gap that was less than a blink of an eye, the assassin threw the three-sided|stab upwards, snapped it with his backhand, and slammed Bu Chonghua's neck from the bottom up!

    Clang-Clang!

    At the moment of the moment, someone in Shali held a dagger to block, and the back of the knife accurately set the three-edge|stab, the tip of the knife stopped in front of the throat, and could no longer move forward.

    Bu Chonghua woke up like a nightmare, and saw Wu Yu standing in front of him!

    Triangular|The thorn and the dagger clashed tightly, and the metal made a toothless rubbing sound. The assassin raised his eyebrows, and was hitting Wu Yu's deep gaze, only to hear him coldly said: "You still run?"

    The killer hooked his mouth, turned and rushed out of the side door of the parking lot, and plunged into the street.

    Police sirens came from all directions and quickly approached the General Medical Hospital building, surrounding the parking lot in the blink of an eye. The few people who came to pick up the car were scared and ran away. There were only a few cars around which had their glass broken, and the alarm sounded one after another.

    "..." Bu Chonghua panted violently, clutching Wu Yu's wrist bones with one hand, and said hoarsely: "...Who are you?"

    There was no expression on Wu Yu’s sculptural face, but don’t know whether it was light or an illusion. The moment this question was uttered, his whole person seemed to be enveloped in ice, from the corners of the eyebrows and even every pore. Exudes a lifeless cold.

    "What do you think?" He asked flatly.

    "You said that you like me, that you can't just watch me die, that you are the only one in this world who can't hide your affection for me; what kind of person do you think I am, Bu Chonghua?"

    Bu Chonghua's pupils couldn't help trembling, but Wu Yu pulled out his hand gently, smiling as if on his face, and took two steps to the side door where the killer had just escaped——

    However, at this moment, the elevator door slowly opened not far away, and inside was Jiang Ting who was making a phone call.

    "Hey daughter-in-law, I'm already outside the hospital, and there is still 200 meters away from the exit of the building." Yan Xiu was beeping loudly and honking his whistle as he moved around in the traffic, his voice was almost roaring: "The witness said that the gangster was in his hands. There is a fire axe and it is very dangerous. Police cars are all fucking blocked around the parking lot. Don't you hear it?! Wait until I come to answer it?!"

    Jiang Ting walked out of the elevator quickly: "Okay, I know who else can I wait for you, I'm not from Jinhai..."

    He raised his head, and his voice stopped suddenly.

    "Hello? Hello? Wife? Hello?"

    Thirteen years later, Wu Yu and Jiang Ting looked at each other, a few steps apart, at that moment the hustle and bustle of the human voice and the sharp siren receded, and the whole world turned into a white and quiet background.

    "Impossible..." Jiang Ting's bloody face faded cleanly, and he muttered in disbelief: "You...Impossible..."

    Wu Yu lowered his head under his shocking gaze, silently closed his eyes, and opened them again.

    Immediately afterwards, he no longer looked around, and suddenly pulled out his leg and followed the killer from the side door of the parking lot!

    Bu Chonghua stretched out his hand to stop, but didn't stop, Jiang Ting shouted out: "...you come back!"

    Beep beep beep-beep!

    The impatient whistle sounded ups and downs in the streets, Wu Yu rushed to the end of the alley and quickly glanced around, only to see a flash of movement not far away, it was the killer!

    A police station police car rushed over, but Wu Yu's footsteps did not stop at all. At the same time the police honked their horns, they turned sideways over the hood and rolled to the ground steadily. There was no delay in blinking. Got out.

    "Fuck it must be this kid! It must be this kid!" The policeman was going crazy: "Hurry up, catch him!"

    At the same time, at the intersection of streets and lanes tens of meters away, an arrogant silver Mercedes-Benz G65 was sturdyly jammed in the traffic. Yan Xiu looked out impatiently while looking out to the car's Bluetooth: "Hello? Can you hear me? You...I fuck!"

    The rearview mirror showed a young boy rushing across the street corner. Although he moved extremely fast, Yan Xi clearly saw a large blood stain on his head and body. In less than five seconds, another familiar figure was chasing after him. It was clearly his cousin's subordinate and future family member Wu Yu!

    "Fuck, isn't that Wu Yu?!" Yan Xiu's professional forensic detective sense for so many years suddenly touched him, and he immediately understood what he had. Suspect, let me call my cousin and hang up first! You must stay in the hospital and don't move, do you hear? Hello?!"

    In the underground parking lot, Jiang Ting slowly retreated to the wall with his mobile phone, his heart pounding, cold sweat gathered along his pale face to his jaw, but he couldn't say a word.

    But Bu Chonghua suddenly heard something. He immediately gave initiation in his heart, and grabbed Jiang Ting's phone with his hand: "Hello? Yan Xi?"

    Just as Yan Xi was about to hang up, he was caught off guard when he heard his cousin's voice, and almost stumbled: "You...you...wait for me to understand, you are the SB named Bu!"

    Bu Chonghua: "..."

    Bu Chonghua's evil fire hit his head, and he was about to speak angrily, but Yan Xiu's roar was bigger than him: "Why did you offend your cousin? What are you doing to get him offended? You use his mobile phone to fuck him. Huh? How is he now?!"

    "..." Bu Chonghua's eyes fell on Jiang Ting, his brain blank, and he uttered a word blankly:

    "what?"

    Yan Xiu covered his head with one hand, and was almost overwhelmed by his cousin's shocking gesture.

    At this time, he rushed to the fork in the road, and stopped. The street on the left and the more intricate alley on the right. Yan Xiu held his mobile phone and looked around in place, and his 2.0 dynamic vision suddenly caught something, his eyes firmly fixed. ——

    I saw the traffic lights at the end of the street, several cars buzzing and beeping together, and then two figures crossed the crossroad one after another. The two-meter-high fence turned over in the air and disappeared on the construction site behind the fence. on.

    Yan Xiu raised his eyes. There was a black hole in the steel scaffolding, and a banner was clearly hung in the air: Commercial and residential buildings in the Deyi Construction Community on Suining Road, Jinhai City.

     "... You come here quickly, something is wrong. Wu Yu chased a bloody suspect in his twenties and ran into the building." Yan Xi ran across the road without hesitation. Angrily yelling and whistling to the phone hurriedly said: "I will send you an instant location, come here! Come on!"





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