It was the third day that Fang Wei was staying in the Dihao nightclub. This time, Fang Wei drove the car directly to Dihao's door, stayed in the car, and waited slowly, but also, after staying for a night, he still didn't wait for the beard to appear.

At this time, Fang Wei was a little confused. Generally speaking, the manager would not have such loopholes. Since he had chosen the place, the target would inevitably appear within a few days, but this time it seemed to have been delayed a little longer. But this is not very strange. After all, the manager can only make judgments based on the usual rules of the target. It is possible that some mistakes occasionally occur. Fang Wei plans to wait for a day. If the target does not appear, he can only find another way.

On the fourth day, Fang Wei was still driving to Di Hao's door. After waiting for the middle of the night, he still didn't wait for the beard to appear. He sat in the car and opened the window bored to smoke a cigarette. He accidentally saw a person walking towards this side from not far behind.

Fang Wei's expression tightened. Something was wrong. It was obvious that the man's target was himself. He quickly looked around. Sure enough, there were people approaching from front, back, left and right hand, and his right hand was hiding behind him. Fang Wei's heart was trembling and cursed inwardly: "Damn it, there's a problem!"

He didn't dare to neglect the car, so he planned to break through the siege. However, as soon as he started the car, a car not far away suddenly made a roar, and hit Fang Wei's body.

Before Fang Wei could react, he was dizzy and knocked. Without him reacting, two pistols stretched out from the car window opposite him, and several "bang..." sounded, and several bullets shot up.

As the window glass broke, Fang Wei's left shoulder and left hip numbness broke out, and two blood flowers burst out. Fang Wei was calm in the face of danger, and his right hand was in reverse gear. He stepped on the accelerator with a thrust, and the engine made a roar and poured out the car. The steering wheel in his hand twisted, and another accelerator was stepped on. The car rushed away in a roar. The car behind him also reacted quickly and chased after him.

Fang Wei endured the numbness of his left body and drove the car forward. Although his left hand and left buttock were injured, Fang Wei was driving very fast and turned off the road ten minutes later. The car was still chasing him closely behind.

Fang Wei looked at his left shoulder, bleeding, and knew that if he continued like this, he would probably not be able to hold on for long. After a while, he looked at the large residential area in front of him, and quickly turned over and stopped the car, and ran to the alleys of the residential area alone. Only in such a place can he escape the tracking!

Fang Wei covered the wound on his left shoulder and rushed into the shadow of the corridor. Soon, the car behind him followed and stopped beside Fang Wei's car. The two of them looked around and walked out of the car. They glanced at Fang Wei's car, and they winked each other and chased into the corridor separately.

Fang Wei leaned against a corner of the wall and gasped slightly. After running a few times, his left hips obviously started to flow continuously. It seemed that he could no longer do too much and vigorous exercise.

He could hear the sound of gentle footsteps from the other side. Fang Wei let out a light breath, pulled out his pistol from his armpit, turned on the safety, and waited quietly. Slowly, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Fang Wei took a deep breath, counting one, two, and three in his heart, then stretched the gun outward and pulled the trigger twice.

Although a muffler was installed, there were two low noises of "swish...swish", which still seemed particularly erect in the quiet night. As the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came, Fang Wei let out a sigh of relief.

Sitting carefully, he remained motionless. Soon, another rushing footsteps came from the other side. After a low scream, it suddenly became silent. Fang Wei waited patiently without acting rashly.

After a few seconds, a gentle footstep began to slowly move forward again. Fang Wei did not dare to be careless, so he took out the lighter from his arms and threw it gently towards the other side. As the sound of the lighter falling to the ground came, Fang Wei gritted his teeth and rolled out of the corner of the wall. He was about to raise his gun to shoot, but suddenly the wound on his left shoulder suddenly hurt, causing Fang Wei's whole body to tremble.

During this delay, the man on the opposite side had already reacted and pointed at Fang Wei. He pulled the trigger while Fang Wei fired the gun. With two almost no distinction, both of them trembled. After a few seconds, the man on the opposite side raised his head and fell down. A bright blood flower on his forehead was particularly eye-catching. Fang Wei covered his stomach and smiled bitterly and was very grateful: "This shot is worth it..."

I climbed up with difficulty and was about to drive away. I just walked for two steps and heard the sound of brakes outside, and then the sound of several people came: "The cars are all here, go in and take a look..."

Fang Wei smiled bitterly, and was about to escape, but at this critical moment, he failed. He had no choice but to cover his wounds, then turned around and staggered towards the depths of the residential area.

After turning a few turns inside, I didn't see a relatively safe hiding place. The voices behind me were getting closer and closer, and I thought to myself, "Did you really fall this time?" As I sighed, I suddenly saw a cat who came out from under a few old door panels in a corner of a wall and rushed out "swoosh".

Fang Wei's eyes lit up. Those old door panels were piled flat on the ground, and it was impossible for the next cat to get into it, unless...

He quickly walked over and lifted a few door panels with great effort. Sure enough, a narrow staircase below seemed to be a basement. Fang Wei quickly looked back and saw that there was no blood left nearby. Then he felt relieved and moved in slowly from the edge of the wooden board. He then carefully restored the door panel above his head and covered it tightly. After taking a closer look, there was no obvious gap before he carefully looked down.

The staircase is extremely narrow, only about two feet wide, and it is pitch black and full of a filthy aura. It seems that no one has come down for a long time. Fang Wei slowly groped and moved down ten steps, then encountered a small wooden door, and gently groped, with a small lock hanging on it. Fang Wei touched it gently, and it seemed that no one had come down for at least two years.

Fang Wei stopped all his movements and listened gently to the outside. There was a noise from several people from afar. It seemed that they had not yet chased after him. He grabbed the small lock and twisted it hard. The small lock sounded softly and opened.
Chapter completed!