Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 474 Thousand Miles Tracking ([-])

Dodging searchlights again and again, the moving black dots are getting smaller and smaller
As expected of an e-sports player, he will really get stuck with bugs.

Twilight couldn't help but sigh.

Bingci sprinted up the wall in three steps, jumped over with one hand support, and landed silently.

Another one rolled and hid behind a tree. The wind at night was fierce and wanton. Bing Ci's eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and he held a silenced pistol with precision.

When they realized it was too late, Bingci strangled a person's throat, quickly turned around, and shot neatly, a bloody hole appeared in the center of the forehead of the drug dealer behind him.

After 3 minutes, Bingci shook his head, slowing down.

Without thinking too much, he changed into one of them's clothes and sneaked into the black factory.

There are piles of debris inside, broken glass slag, needles everywhere, and an unpleasant smell of sourness in the air.

Poison-making equipment is readily available.

These should be destroyed.

"Hey, why don't you keep watch outside, what are you doing here?" The drug dealer on the second floor pointed a gun at Bingci and asked warily.

"Come in and drink water," Bingci responded calmly.

"Get out, or I'll be rude to you."

The other party had a posture that he would rather kill by mistake than let one go, so Bingci had no choice but to back out.

At the moment of exiting, the room on the second floor suddenly made a loud noise.

Bingci glanced suspiciously, turned around and fired a shot.

Before the man could react, he was shot in the head, his body fell out of the guardrail, and he fell straight to the ground, making a lot of noise.

Such a big movement is bound to attract attention. All the people in the room ran out with weapons, and the alarm was sounded by no one. The whole factory suddenly fell into a panic.

"There was a sneak attack, and they were about to evacuate... Ah—" The drug dealer in the broadcasting room was shot away by Bingci before he could finish speaking.

"In the broadcasting room, everyone follow me," the drug dealer on the second floor responded instantly, leading a group of people towards the broadcasting room.

Bing Ci pinned the pistol he had picked up to his waist, pulled the curtains and jumped out of the window.

When the drug dealer arrived, all he could see was the shaking window panes.

There was endless gunfire outside.

They rushed out again.

"Damn it, who is playing tricks here? Come out," the drug dealer said angrily.

Bingci hid in the dark, slid the barrel of the gun, and quickly jumped out to shoot.

The person who had just spoken fell down.

"He's there, grab him," the dealers saw her this time and ran after her.

Bing Ci fired while running, and the bullets were flawless, forcing many people back at once.

"He he he...he has a gun."

"What are you talking about? It's just a broken pistol. I've already run out of bullets. I'll take them all. Catch him and hand him over to Master Ting."

Bingci threw away the pistol, dodged onto the tree, and waited for the drug dealers to pass by behind her, then she jumped down and followed them, knocking one of them unconscious.

As soon as I changed my clothes, I mingled among them.

"Damn it, let him run away, and inform Lord Ting as soon as possible, saying that the factory has broken into an uninvited guest and needs to be transferred immediately."

So people return to the drug manufacturing room again, and those who move things move things, and everything that can't be moved is destroyed.

As soon as Bingci was about to make a move, a person came down from the second floor. Under the black cloak, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Behind him were two people who also wore cloaks, holding Wu Ren who was dying.

"There's no need to move, I've already caught him, it's just a blind man who hit him by mistake," the male voice under the cloak was low and faintly revealing the confidence that everything was under control.

Bingci looked at him in the crowd.

The man seemed to be aware of it, turned his back upstairs, and the corners of his mouth under the cloak were slightly hooked, with a playful look.

Wu Ren was also taken away by them.

The drug dealers who stayed behind looked at each other in blank dismay, "The guests invited by Lord Ting are very talkative, I didn't expect them to be quite capable."

"Then, boss, shall we withdraw?"

"What are you withdrawing from? Keep going. With Lord Ting here, let me see who dares to find out about us. After finishing this batch of goods, give the brothers a vacation."

(End of this chapter)