Chapter 188 Attacking the police, leaving the Vietnam

Chapter 188 [Attack the police, Li Yue] (Part 2) "@#%*(..." The policeman said a word. He walked to the window and knocked on the window. Aze obediently rolled down the glass, but he couldn't understand what the police said, so he said an English sentence to him.

The policeman was stunned for a moment and said in a stiff but fluent English, "Sir, your car just speeded, and when you turned forward just now, you didn't turn on the lights."

Seeing that Aze was speaking English, he probably understood that there were foreign tourists in front of him, and he behaved a little more politely: "Please show me your ID and driver's license."

Aze is a little hesitant.

He and Ben don't have a driver's license! Seeing that Aze didn't move, the police were a little impatient and repeated it again.

At this time, I leaned over slowly, and the policeman immediately turned sideways. His vigilance was still high. He immediately held the caller on his chest with one hand and pressed his waist with the other.

At this time, a strange light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the mixed-race beauty, and the original tension on her face disappeared.

She suddenly looked radiant. She twisted her small waist and walked to the police, gently opened her lips, and said a word slowly... Although I can't understand Vietnamese, I know very well that the mixed-race beauty doesn't speak Vietnamese... It's not English.

Then there is only one explanation. She is speaking French with French descent! The police may be a little stunned at once.

After all, he is just a policeman, not a foreign language person.

was confused for a moment. Looking at such a amorous beauty approaching him, he couldn't help but relax a little, and his hand pressing the intercom on his chest slowly loosened.

If the mixed-race beauty is mixed up in a nightclub, such a woman.

At the beginning of the play, there are two brushes! She suttered French.)

Pretending not to understand what the police said, he deliberately scratched his head and deliberately inadvertently raised his hand to his fingertips.

A little spring light, I noticed that the policeman was a little distracted.

At this time, I quietly took two steps... "Huh?!" The policeman snorted, and I had quickly pasted it, holding the weapon on his waist with one hand, which was a gun and the other hand.

I quickly pulled out my gun and held his back tightly. At the same time, I shouted quickly in English, "Don't move! Don't talk! I don't want to hurt you!" At this time, several brothers in the car had already jumped down.

They quickly stood around and surrounded me and the policeman.

I quickly handed down his gun and threw it to a brother.

The policeman was a little flustered and instinctively wanted to say something, but he hesitated.

Just as he hesitated, a rustling voice came from the walkie-talkie on his chest, and then a few voices with an inquiring tone, were Vietnamese, with a little lazy tone.

Just as the policeman was about to open his mouth, the gun against his waist immediately tightened a little.

The Vietnamese police hesitated for a moment.

There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes, and then he turned his head to look at me, lowered his eyelids, and quickly said a Vietnamese word to the walkie-talkie.

I was relieved to see the mixed-race beauty.

She whispered to me, "It's okay. What he just said was 'everything is normal'."

I was relieved and whispered to the police, "Don't resist, I won't hurt you."

Then I quickly pulled down the walkie-talkie on his chest, pulled out the wire, and threw it into the grass by the roadside.

Looking at the police, he was obviously a little panicked, but he still wanted to maintain his superficial calm.

"B Take him to the car.

Cut his eyes with something... Forget it, still knock him out."

I took a look at the mixed-race beauty and said, "Get in the car first and wait for me for two minutes."

I quickly ran towards the motorcycle parked by the police behind me. The motorcycle was naturally unlocked. I went over and overturned the car, and then quickly drove out in the opposite direction.

It is very close to the riverside. I noticed that there were no pedestrians and vehicles on the left and right. I quickly drove the car to the river, then stopped and overturned the brand-new motorcycle into the river.

The heavy motorcycle sank quickly.

I looked around again. There were only two trucks passing by quickly on the bridge in the distance, and no one noticed my movements under the river in the distance.

I'm so worried.

The equipment of the Vietnamese police is very backward. I guess there should be no positioning system in their police cars.

I overturned the police car into the river, and it will not be found until tomorrow at the earliest.

When I ran back, everyone was already in the car.

I got into the carriage, pulled the door, and Aze quickly started the car.

The boy was a little excited. He couldn't help smiling bitterly and said, "Damn it! Xiao Wu, I said, what are we doing... I'm a legal citizen in China. I came to Vietnam, but I've done all the illegal and criminal acts with you... Now even the police dare to kidnap..." I know he was joking with me. He patted him in the back and laughed, "If you don't drive quickly. Send us to Haiphong City, and we all have to go to the prison... What the prison in Vietnam looks like? You can imagine for yourself!" In the car, the policeman had been tied up and stuffed across to the bottom of the seats in the last row, and his mouth and eyes had been blocked.

As soon as I sat down, Ciro said to me calmly, "I have interrogated this policeman. He usually contacts the headquarters with a caller once an hour, that is to say, we should be fine within an hour."

"Well done."

I patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement. The boy finally grew up a little, as if he had learned to do things with his brain, but I immediately wondered: "Will he tell the truth?" Ciro couldn't help looking at the wood: "Well, it's him... he took a needle..." The wood sighed and looked at me with a rare smile: "I took a needle tip to his eyes, and then asked him questions. I told him that if he lied, his pupils would change, and I would prick it down."

Ciro couldn't help looking at the wood strangely, and then looked at me and said doubtfully, "Xiao Wu, why are we arresting this policeman? Just knock him unconscious and throw him to the roadside.

I sighed: "He saw us running out of the city.

And the direction of this road is northeast.

If we knock him unconscious, it will take more than half an hour at most.

He will wake up.

At that time, he will report to the police about our model, color and appearance.

Wait, let's wait for a large number of police to besieged!" After a pause, I continued, "So, there are only two ways. The first is to kill him.

The police must first investigate his death.

It will take a long time for us to find out.

Second, let him disappear.

Now we have tied him up with the police.

He is 'missing'. The police have to investigate his disappearance first, and then start from the place where he disappeared... It's still early to find us.

I kidnapped this policeman to save his life.

If I don't kidnap him, I can only kill him.

At this time.

I took a look at the mixed-race beauty huddled in the seat, then smiled at her and said gently, "You performed very well just now.

Thank you."

The mixed-race beauty's eyes were a little complicated. She gently bit her lips and said nothing.

Aze in front of

suddenly deliberately whistled, and then hummed and laughed, "Woman! I'm willing to do everything for the man I like... No wonder, no wonder..." I'm a little embarrassed.

I couldn't help laughing and scolding... "What are you talking about!" What are you talking about!!" It's me and Qiao Qiao talking at the same time!! I'm embarrassed to stop Aze from saying such things. After all, I don't have superfluous thoughts about mixed-race beauties to avoid trouble.

And Qiao Qiao, there is a little... dissatisfaction in her eyes? In the evening, our car parked near a small fishing village in the northeast of Haiphong City.

There are many sheds made of asbestos tiles here, some of which are houses for fishermen, and some are workshops used to make fishery products, such as shrimp sauce and so on... We take advantage of the dark.

Parked the car in a bush next to it and found a pile of huge palm tree leaves to cover the body.

As for the unlucky policeman, he was thrown beside a very remote national highway when we were halfway... I also took off all his clothes.

This poor policeman, if he is lucky, will have to walk on that road for two or three hours before he can meet the town... Moreover, I doubt how many people will believe that such a naked man is a policeman.

This is a very simple truth.

What if you were driving on the road and saw someone on the roadside, naked, waving to you to stop? Will you stop? If it were you, suddenly a naked man came to borrow the phone from you, would you borrow it? Don't blame me for being too cruel. I've already spared his life.

Who made him so unlucky that other cars didn't stop and stopped our car? We walked into the fishing village in the dark, and then came to a house with asbestos tiles near the dock. There was a long wooden pole next to it, and there was a lamp on it.

When I saw the light shining in the distance, I was relieved to see Silo.

"This was arranged by the eighth master, and this address was also given by the eighth master before I came.

This lamp is a secret code, indicating safety.

Ciro explained.

I nodded silently.

When we walked over, a man flashed in the shack. He looked at us from afar and asked loudly, "Who?" Resist the barrel of the gun and leave!" Ciro shouted loudly.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then seemed to be relieved: "Let's go with your backpack."

I understand that this is a secret code. After walking over, I found that the man standing in front of me was barefoot, his trousers were rolled up high, and his upper body was a shabby vest. The skin color could not be seen under the light, but he looked very old and his face was full of wrinkles, but in his eyes, there was still

"You came early."

He frowned and seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

Before Ciro said anything, I smiled slowly: "It's better than coming late."