Chapter 29 Death together

In one afternoon, he thought of countless ways. Each one is more outrageous than the other, and there is no enforceability at all.

The difficulty is that he wants to be a bitch again and wants to build an archway. Where in the world can there be a solution that has both ends?

It was not Wang Zhiming who pushed himself into the corner, but himself. It was his own greed and selfishness that caused his current predicament.

Seeing that the sun has set, the factory is about to get off work. If he doesn't leave here now, he might bump into Wang Zhiming soon, and then there will be no room for maneuver.

Forget it, let’s go back and think of a solution. Anyway, Wang Zhiming won’t disappear for a while.

He stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and stretched hard. After sitting all afternoon, my legs were a little numb.

Before he could retract his stretched out hand, he was stunned.

I saw Wang Zhiming speeding towards here on his bicycle.

Damn you, have you really seen a ghost? This guy got off work early? If he recognizes me, won't all our previous efforts be in vain?

That’s how things are in the world. Whatever you don’t want comes to you. This is Murphy’s law of true fragrance.

Obviously, Wang Zhiming's speed slowed down, and his eyes were always looking at Li Anran on the bridge. Although he didn't know this young man, he was an agent. He was once the top agent in this country. Even though he had been lurking for more than thirty years, he still had a vigilance that ordinary people could not match.

His intuition made him feel that something was wrong with this young man. He did not think about the problems that he would be exposed to. Instead, he thought that this might be the son of an employee of some company who wanted to make trouble for his parents. This kind of thing has happened before. A reckless boy came forward to take revenge on the leader for the sake of his parents' workplace.

Sure enough, the young man suddenly rushed towards him.

Subconsciously, he stopped the car, put one foot on the ground, and took out a screwdriver from the bag hanging on the faucet of the car with one hand.

The young man was already approaching. He couldn't help but stab the young man in the chest with the screwdriver in his hand. The remaining clarity in his mind made him yell, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that the screwdriver was about to hit the young man's chest, unexpectedly, the young man stumbled and kicked the front wheel of the bicycle. Wang Zhiming swayed and the screwdriver in his hand rubbed the young man's body and deflected away. .

Li Anran’s mind was completely empty at the moment.

When Wang Zhiming showed the screwdriver in his hand, he had no time to brake, so he could only kick the front wheel of the bicycle, causing Wang Zhiming's body to tilt, and then his body began to lean forward. Immediately afterwards, Li Anran's body suddenly rushed forward, and his hands reached Wang Zhiming's chest.

In Liuhe Quan, it is said that the handle is inseparable from the eagle catching, and the posture is inseparable from the tiger's pounce..

Li Anran’s hand reached Wang Zhiming’s chest before his elbow was reached. His hands were like sharp claws, and he grabbed his face and tore it back hard...

Wang Zhiming let out a miserable howl, and several cuts suddenly appeared from his eyes and face downwards. His skin and flesh were torn, and before the blood could even flow down, an unbearable pain invaded his brain.

The long-term training of muscle memory came into play at this time. When the right hand screwdriver failed, he reacted. While blocking with his left hand, the right hand screwdriver swung sideways and pulled back suddenly.

At the same time as Wang Zhiming let out a miserable howl, Li Anran also let out a muffled groan, and a burning pain hit his left rib. He couldn't help thinking, he had already fit and pounced on Wang Zhiming again, with both palms on Wang Zhiming's body. His chin was lifted up, and under the huge impact, Wang Zhiming's body flew up.

When Wang Zhiming's body took off, his left hand had already grabbed Li Anran's collar. With Li Anran's body, he could only pounce forward. Wang Zhiming's left knee was lifted up as his body flew back.

Li Anran, who had lost his center of gravity, had no way to escape and could only watch as Wang Zhiming's knee pressed against his chin.

The two bodies fell to the ground together, and their jaws were hit hard at almost the same time. The pain made them almost lose consciousness.

Neither of them are ordinary people. To learn martial arts, they must first learn to be beaten. Although their consciousness has begun to blur, they still gritted their teeth and quickly stood up, and rushed towards each other at the same time...

Real practice of killing. Skilled people all understand one truth, either don't take action, take action without mercy, and will never give up regardless of life or death.

With both of them seriously injured, experience prevailed.

Li Anran suppressed the feeling of fainting in his mind, and his shot was like a cone, like a drill, with a spiral force that was absolutely lifeless.

Wang Zhiming’s eyelids were injured, and blood blurred his eyes, making it impossible to see the outside world clearly. But in the past few decades, he has had more lives on his hands and encountered more difficulties.

Although the feeling of dizziness in his mind was getting stronger and stronger, subconsciously he already knew the opponent's martial arts skills, so his lunging forward was not straight, but diagonal.

Sure enough, when Li Anran's punch reached his body, his hands wrapped around him.

"Bang..." Li Anran's fist hit Wang Zhiming hard on the chest, and then his hands were tied. With a strong pull, his body flew up again.

In just a few seconds, the two exchanged two moves. Then, in the astonished eyes of passers-by, the two flew out of the bridge at the same time, fell into the water, and splashed into the sky with huge waves.

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"Save people..."

This was the last sound Li Anran heard before he fell into the water.

After falling into the water, the cold water temperature stimulated the brain that had gradually lost consciousness.Sober up a bit.

Before he could react, he felt a pair of hands moving from his chest to his neck.

In shock, the muscle memory he had practiced for many years took action before his mind made a decision.

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His body twisted, and his hands coiled out like snakes. When he swung the opponent's hands away, his palms touched the opponent's eye sockets, and then his throat tightened.

Without any other reaction, he inserted his fingers before he suffocated.

"Come here, someone has fallen into the water." Several girls threw themselves on the bridge railing and looked down. They only saw the disturbance of the water. After a while, bright red blood came up from below and continued to spread. .

Although it was not off-duty time, there were still many pedestrians on the road. Hearing someone calling for help, more people nearby rushed over. Some people took off their clothes and jumped from the bridge.

"What's going on? What's going on?" More people came and more people jumped.

People looked nervously under the bridge. Two or three minutes later, two young men floated up.

"Save one." The people above suddenly cheered.

Then another young man floated up, holding another person in his arms.

But the people around him were silent, because the man's face was covered with blood, and the moment he came out of the water, the surrounding water was already red.

"Quick, quick, quick, this man still has body temperature, help him quickly."

"Press his abdomen to press out the water first."

" He's not breathing, what should he do?"

"Do you understand? Press his chest."

The people around him were in a mess, talking about the two rescuers. The young man had no choice but to listen to their instructions, pressing his chest and abdomen for a while.

When the young man behind dragged the person up, everything became quiet.

One of the man's eye sockets was empty. Looking at his face, even a fool knew that this man was dead.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the police are coming." Suddenly someone shouted, everyone turned around and saw a few big blocks running over.

Several people jumped under the bridge and saw two young men still pressing a person's abdomen desperately. They immediately pulled them away and said, "Get out of the way. I'll do it."

Ren Zhengsheng sat down on the desk, twisted his body, put one hand on the table, and stared at Li Ningbo in his seat in an extremely awkward posture, "Old Li, the brat took two cigarettes from me, and he was like Missing? This is all about eating and not working."

"I told you that he has something to do today. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will tie him up. Is that okay?"

Before Ren Zhengsheng could reply, the phone on the table rang.

Li Ningbo picked up the phone and asked, "Li Ningbo, who is this?"

"Old Li, the case has been solved, and the identity of the murderer has been determined. He is an employee of Jinning Tractor Factory ."

Li Ningbo was overjoyed, "Congratulations, Lao Qiao, come back quickly. The director is almost dying."

"The train will come back tonight, Lao Li. I'll treat you to a drink when I come back."

"Okay, I should drink this wine. Once I'm drunk..."

"Bang..." The door was violently pushed open, and Li Ningbo and Ren Zhengsheng were seen. They were all shocked and turned to look at the door.

"Li Chu, something happened to Li Anran." The young police officer's face was full of panic.