Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 675 0663 [One hit]

The room was dark and damp, and the TV was dimly lit.

It doesn't feel like a place where people live.

Just as Du Yongxiao carefully looked at his surroundings, a burst of blood hit his nose.

Du Yongxiao's eyes followed the place where the smell of blood filled the air -——

Soon, a bloody scene on the ground appeared in front of him.

"How's it going? What happened?"

The owl screamed and barged in with a wrench in hand. He was startled when he saw the corpse on the ground and trembled: "Sir, it's dead." He looked at the rude man lying on the ground.

Du Yongxiao's expression remained unchanged and he took steps.

When the leather shoes step on the blood, there is a sticky feeling.

Du Yongxiao held his breath, squatted down, and reached out to test the man's breath.

There was blood pouring from his throat, and he was probably dead a long time ago.

Seeing this, the driver Owl also had the courage to imitate Du Yongxiao, squatting down and looking at the corpse.

Sudden--

"Save me——!" The dead rude man suddenly stood up and hugged the owl.

The owl was so frightened that it sat down on the ground and screamed.

"Save... me!" The rude man's eyes were abrupt and he looked scary.

Du Yongxiao couldn't pay attention to the hooting owl, took out his handkerchief and covered the wound on the rude man's neck, and shouted to the owl: "Go and call an ambulance!"

The owl lost his mind and looked at the rude man who had come back to life after death. He felt like he had peed himself with fright. His crotch was feeling hot, and he cursed in his heart: "Fake! Fake!"

……

It's dark outside -

Inside the car——

Crocker happily hummed Christmas songs, holding the steering wheel with one hand and tapping the rhythm with the other.

"You can't catch me! You can't catch me!"

"Damn bastards! Damn the FBI! Damn the Chinese!"

Croaker cursed loudly in his mind.

The car turned on its headlights and crossed the long road, preparing to drive out of Washington, DC.

The further we walked, the darker it became.

We are almost reaching the Special Administrative Region boundary——

The originally bright surroundings suddenly became darker.

Snapped!

Croaker turned on the high beam.

Under the high beam, I saw what seemed to be a person standing dozens of meters ahead.

Croaker stopped the car, squinted his eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

"Damn, why is it him?"

The man in front was clearly the Chinese agent he saw at the garage!

Du Yongxiao stood straight in front, next to the taxi that he had requisitioned.

As for why he got ahead of Crocker, he also had to thank this rental car - it turned out to be a modified one, and it was super fast!

"You bastard, you've got the guts! You actually managed to catch up here!" Crook smiled lazily, patting the steering wheel with his hands and tapping the accelerator under his feet.

The car roared like a beast.

Du Yongxiao took out a cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth without lighting it. He then pulled out the gun from his waist and loaded it with a click.

At this moment, he looked like a cowboy from the American West.

Du Yongxiao holds a gun————

The gun was pointed at the car and the people in it.

People and cars, confrontation.

……

The night is still so cold and quiet.

Croaker became extremely excited as he watched the desperate Chinese agent in front of him, breathing heavily, and sparks erupted from the accelerator under his feet.

Du Yongxiao looked at him coldly and the wheels grinding on the ground with a solemn expression.

"Go to hell!" Croaker released the brakes and the car sped out, trying to smash the bastard in front of him to pieces.

boom!

Du Yongxiao fired.

The bullet spun and flew out.

"Damn it!"

Croaker's pupils dilated and he swung as the bullet shattered the windshield. The bullet grazed his cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

at the same time--

The car spun 360 degrees and slammed into a light pole on the side of the road.

The engine hummed, the car hood shattered, and white smoke came out.     The whole car is considered useless.

The siren sounded.

From far to near.

Looking at the sky again, there was a helicopter flying towards us.

"King of Murderers" Quinn was in disbelief after receiving the news, so he dispatched troops and took a helicopter directly over.

The helicopter lands.

"King of Killers" Quinn came down with his four subordinates Squirrel.

Seeing Du Yongxiao, Quinn hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's the situation? Where is the murderer?"

Du Yongxiao pointed to the scrapped car in front of him under the streetlight, "He's inside!"

Quinn nodded and was about to call someone to come forward.

Police cars followed.

Old Sheriff Rusco led his troops over for reinforcements.

Seeing Du Yongxiao, Rusco was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered laughing at Du Yongxiao, and his heart was pounding. Did he really catch the murderer this time?

The police officers who came with him were also surprised, wondering if all this was true. They had been working on the case for a long time, but it was solved by this Chinese detective in less than a day?

"Catch the person first!" Rusco winked at his subordinates.

Then they, together with Quinn and others, went to the abandoned car, preparing to capture the murderer inside.

at this time--

Bang!

A loud bang.

Croaker knocked down the car door and staggered out.

Everyone immediately became vigilant——

"Don't move!"

"hands up!"

Croaker's forehead was bleeding, and the blood covered his eyes.

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, looked ahead clearly, cracked the corner of his mouth and smiled ferociously.

Ignoring the warnings of the people in front of him, Crook wandered to the back of the car, crunched, and opened the back cover of the car!

Just when everyone was guessing what he was going to do——

Clark actually took out a submachine gun from the carriage!

"Oh, God!"

"Damn it!"

Quinn, Rusco and others screamed in surprise, and they all got down and hid!

Others also hid together.

at the same time--

Da da da!

Clark held the submachine gun and started shooting wildly!

Bullets are raining down!

Quinn, Rusko and others couldn't hold their heads up at all.

"Damn, how could this happen?"

"Why does this bastard have heavy weapons?"

Quinn and the others yelled wildly, saying that they had not expected this situation to happen.

The scene of the arrest, which was in hand, suddenly became Crocker's one-man shooting, overwhelming the crowd.

Da da da!

The police car was riddled with bullet holes from submachine gun fire.

The police hid behind the car and did not dare to show their heads.

Quinn and others lay on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

at this time--

Du Yongxiao, bang, shot!

However, the bullet was not shot at Croaker, but at the top of his head.

crunch!

crunch!

Croaker felt a strange sound coming from above his head.

Looking above, the broken light pole is crumbling, and finally-——

Bang!

The light pole fell down!

He directly pressed Croak, who was holding a submachine gun, to the ground.

The place was dead silent.

Quinn and others raised their heads and heard only the sound of footsteps.

Looking from afar——

Du Yongxiao held the unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth and walked towards Croak who was pressed against the light pole.

Croaker's sternum was broken, he was vomiting blood from his mouth, and he looked at Du Yongxiao eagerly.

Du Yongxiao ignored him, but squatted down, picked up Croaker's submachine gun, and pointed the barrel at the cigarette butt——

The cigarette is slowly lit.

Du Yongxiao took a long puff, threw away the submachine gun, stood up and smiled at Quinn and others behind him: "Get it done!"

(End of this chapter)