Chapter 1051 Killed

Ningtai County is still relatively humid at night. Although the sanitation of the streets and alleys is not bad, it is difficult to be as spotless as in big cities.

Especially in places where few people walk, such as rooftops, corners of alleys, etc., more dust or stains will remain. When illuminated by the headlights of a car, ordinary people can see some traces of footprints. traces.

In Jiang Yuan's eyes, the footprints brought too much information.

For example, the part of the footprint that has a slight turquoise color has either been walked on the grass for a long time, or it has touched something like moss, and it is nearby. Otherwise, if you walk too far, the green will have been gone.

A person's pace is also very interesting. There is a clear difference in gait between a powerful pace and a relaxed pace. For example, a powerful pace usually moves the body's center of gravity forward, while some people's casual pace often moves the heel first. Land, and so on.

Internationally, even in the lighthouse country of the United States, its footprint identification is often limited to the footprint itself. However, Chinese-style footprint identification began to study gait decades earlier because of Ma Yulin and others. This thing is not simply identified as the same. To some extent, it can be regarded as a profile of a certain person.

When Jiang Yuan walked over, the green and firm steps in front of the thorns on the ground subconsciously diverted his attention.

Under the headlights of the car, the footprints were clearly visible. Jiang Yuan frowned, but still waved and said, "Bring a few more tactical flashlights."

Mu Zhiyang took out the tactical flashlight directly from his belt, while Wang Chuanxing and Wen Ming, who were traveling with him, turned back to get the tactical flashlight from the backpack in the car.

Mu Zhiyang first turned on the tactical flashlight and followed Jiang Yuan's instructions to shine it on the footprints.

Jiang Yuan immediately fell into thinking.

Soon, Jiang Yuan waved to the passengers in the car in front: "Brother, what did the person who came here just now say to you?"

The people in the car in front were really his cousins. People in Jiangcun now prefer to rent Jiang Yongxin’s Alfa. After all, he is a rare entrepreneurial genius in Jiangcun, and everyone is willing to support him.

The first person to get off the bus was Jiang Yuan's fifth brother. He was almost 40 years old and relatively calm. He recalled it and said: "He asked us if anyone was injured. After we said no, he said let us Pay for your own insurance, that’s it.”

"What's more? Do you have anything else to say?" Jiang Yuan's professional sensitivity has come up. Something happened when he met a living person this night. Since he came up, he couldn't just say a few words.

The fifth brother didn't have any special ideas. He thought for a while and said: "Lao Twelve also asked him, did he say it was for a walk? Because it was so late... He should have said that he had insomnia. He couldn't sleep like this. son……"

Jiang Yuan frowned, then slowly shook his head: "His weight is wrong."

"Huh?" Mu Zhiyang heard something was wrong and already touched the gun.

"Judging from the gait, this is a weight-bearing gait. This man is not only carrying a weight... Is he carrying a bag?" Jiang Yuan turned around and asked the fifth brother.

Fifth Brother nodded: "I'm carrying a bag. It's not too big. Hey, it looks like your bag."

He pointed over and saw Wang Chuanxing, who had picked up a tactical backpack and took out a flashlight.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan was basically sure. He waved Wang Chuanxing over and said, "Bring out Bian Yizhang's footprints."

After speaking, Jiang Yuan took the tactical flashlight from Wang Chuanxing's hand and bent down to take a closer look.

In fact, he was basically certain that the footprints on the road belonged to Bian Yizhang, but there was still an element of surprise in this idea.

On the other hand, once Jiang Yuan shouted the words "Bian Yizhang", the Ningtai County police officers would not have to sleep tonight. It's hard to say that hundreds of policemen from several surrounding districts and counties would also be gathered to take charge of the defense of key points.

Therefore, it is also this important judgment that makes Jiang Yuan more cautious.

It doesn't matter if a person runs away for a few minutes. Jiang Yuan participated in the design of Ningtai County's surveillance system and can always catch him running in the direction he is running.

Wang Chuanxing took out his PAD as quickly as possible and called up Bian Yizhang's footprints.

Jiang Yuan only took a few glances and was 100% sure, saying firmly: "It is indeed Bian Yizhang's footprints."

"Is it really Bian Yizhang?" Wang Chuanxing went crazy: "What is he doing here? Lao Mu, Lao Mu!"

While he was talking, a black shadow stepped towards the car silently with small steps.

Bian Yizhang is an outstanding graduate of a social university. He fought many fights before he was a minor. He has great combat experience and has also taught himself some tactics.

He worked until several bosses joined in, and then he gathered a group of people to do private butchering, specializing in buffalo meat. The money he makes from this business is second, and the pleasure he feels when filling cows with water is the most important.

Later, this business was severely hit and could no longer continue, so Bian Yizhang opened a cigarette shop. Making money is still making money, but the mood never gets up.

It was nothing like now, when Bian Yizhang decided to give it a try, he felt all the blood in his body was pumping. At this moment, he was really alive, and his life seemed to be sublimated.

The moment that really prompted Bian Yizhang to make his decision was when Mu Zhiyang took out his tactical flashlight and saw the holster on his back.

At that time, Bian Yizhang suddenly thought that if he didn't take action this time, Jiang Yuan might be accompanied by more than one gunman next time.

It is already early in the morning, and Jiang Yuan is still surrounded by gunmen. If it is confirmed that someone is spying nearby, starting from tomorrow, he must be vigilant 24 hours a day.

Bian Yizhang was alone, and he didn't want others to share his reputation.

Based on his experience, he knew that if he rushed straight through the alley, he would most likely be shot into a hornet's nest by the gunmen around Jiang Yuan.

The double-barreled shotgun in his hand could only be fired at close range, and was mainly used for close-range street fighting. It was most suitable for street melees, but not for long-range shooting. There were only two bullets in total, and the trajectory of the barrel was not good enough. Bian Yizhang's experience was that it was best to shoot within 5 meters, and the farthest was no more than 10 meters. The best distance was 3 meters, which was exactly the distance that the opponent could not reach with cold weapons.

In short, the closer the gun in his hand was, the better. As for the power, there was no need to worry. Even if the opponent was wearing a bulletproof vest, he was sure that he could make him lose his combat effectiveness in a short time.

Therefore, Bian Yizhang simply threw away his backpack, took his weapons, wore a stab-proof vest, took a long detour, crossed the road from the side alley, and then walked quickly from the rear of the car behind, around the green belt.

Jiang Yuan and others were watching for footprints in the front car and flashing flashlights, and no one noticed Bian Yizhang in the back car.

It was not until he was more than ten meters away that Bian Yizhang crossed the green belt and went straight into the road, holding a short-barreled shotgun, increasing his speed and trotting over.

His minimum goal was to kill Jiang Yuan, but it would be best to kill everyone else and then kidnap Jiang Yuan.

Bian Yizhang estimated that he could not do this with just a gun, and if he wanted to use a long knife, he would need to conserve his energy. Therefore, even though his heart was beating wildly, he, who had a lot of experience in fighting, maintained his energy and did not rush.

Until Wang Chuanxing started shouting "Lao Mu", Bian Yizhang was only ten meters away from Jiang Yuan. The light from the car headlights began to shine on him.

Bian Yizhang then ran wildly without hiding, and the barrel of the gun in his hand was also straightened.

Dongdong...

Under the dim street lights, in the silent environment, Jiang Yuan and others were looking at the footprints and discussing, but their bodies were still sluggish. They were all tired after a day's work. If it weren't for this incident, they would have gone back to rest.

At this moment, in this situation...

The hearts of everyone present were pumping wildly.

Wang Chuanxing shouted and saw the black shadow. When he wanted to shout again, he couldn't shout.

Dongdong, Dongdong...

For a moment, the whole venue was only the low sound of the idling engine and the heartbeat that seemed to exceed the engine sound.

Mu Zhiyang subconsciously reached out to draw his gun, and at the same time, his body moved in front of Jiang Yuan.

This was his physical reaction after many trainings, and it was the fastest among the few people.

Bian Yizhang raised his gun without hesitation, aimed in the direction of Mu Zhiyang, and prepared to pull the trigger.

He was originally going to kill the gunman first.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards Bian Yizhang.

Bian Yizhang, holding a gun in one hand and pulling the trigger in the other, was extremely nervous. Without thinking, he fired at the shadow.

Bang...

With a dull sound, the shadow in the air was shattered into pieces. It turned out to be the PAD that Wang Chuanxing had just held in his hand.

Bian Yizhang frowned, knowing that he was nervous, but it didn't matter, he still had a bullet in his gun.

Bian Yizhang turned the gun head without thinking and pointed it at Mu Zhiyang.

The biggest threat here is this gunman.

As long as he kills Mu Zhiyang, Bian Yizhang can even retreat and reload his shotgun.

Even if he is running out of time and is forced to come up, he can throw away the gun and draw his knife to chop people. It can be said that he can move forward and backward freely.

In Mu Zhiyang's eyes, Bian Yizhang's gun muzzle is almost visibly pointed at him.

And Mu Zhiyang himself, because he wanted to get close to Jiang Yuan at the first time, his hand has not yet touched the gun.

Mu Zhiyang, who was already experienced, knew that he was going to be shot again, but tonight, he was not wearing a bulletproof vest. I wonder if the equally experienced sternum can survive this disaster.

Jiang Yuan held Mu Zhiyang's right shoulder with one hand.

Mu Zhiyang felt Jiang Yuan's strength, and his right hand's movement of reaching for the gun slowed down.

Bian Yizhang raised his chin with a smile.

Bang!

The gunshot seemed to ring right beside Mu Zhiyang's ears.

Just when Mu Zhiyang secretly said "My life is over", his five senses worked slowly and sensitively.

He suddenly saw clearly that Bian Yizhang's eyebrows were red.

Bian Yizhang's chin was not raised for provocation, but was forced to raise it because he was hit by a bullet in the eyebrows.

And the gunshot in Mu Zhiyang's ears was indeed the gunshot in his ears.

At the same time, Mu Zhiyang also felt a lightness at his waist, that was his gun being taken away.

It was Jiang Yuan who took the gun and fired.

Pistol shooting LV3, single-handed shooting at a close distance of ten meters, must not miss!

Bian Yizhang, shoot!