Chapter 449 Let’s End It, Number Eight

"Ten...Ten...Ten, I'm...in so much pain..."

After saying this very weakly.

Number Eight, who was lying on the steering wheel, tried to move his body, hoping to save himself.

In addition to the physical pain, the series of gunshots just now was also one of the reasons why the unconscious Number Eight woke up so quickly.

But no matter how hard he tried, Number Eight found that his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't use any strength at all. Every bone was constantly sending out extreme pain.

This feeling...is more painful than wandering on the streets, being beaten by a group of people to the point that he couldn't even walk in order to save the only five dollars in his pocket.

Is he going to die?

Using his neck that can only turn now, Number Eight turned his head to look at his most painful left hand, and found that his forearm was completely broken, and even the bones pierced through the skin and exposed.

The bloody appearance looked particularly hideous and disgusting.

Especially the blood on the forehead flowing into the eye sockets, making No. 8's vision turn red, making his forearm look even more horrible and painful.

Looking at his horrible left forearm, No. 8 was somewhat silent. Now he... should be worse than those pigs whose organs were removed, right?

If it weren't for the gunshots behind him, delaying the group of dogs, maybe he would have been arrested and controlled?

Just as No. 8's thoughts were constantly diverging, the phone fell on the foot mat in the car, and No. 10's slightly relaxed voice finally came again.

"No. 8."

"You finally replied to me, I was really scared just now, I was really afraid that something would happen to you."

"Don't worry, it's okay, you just accidentally got into a car accident, I will send someone to rescue you immediately, and you will never get into trouble."

"There will be other people here to help, it will definitely not happen..."

Before No. 10 finished speaking.

No. 8's bitter voice, which was forced to endure the pain, had already sounded weakly again.

"Number 10."

"The mission... the mission failed, you still... don't you understand? Uh... hiss..."

"I can still answer you like this now, it's all... it's all because of the killer that person sent to follow and protect me, help... help me stop Su Ming, understand... understand?"

"The dog's target... the target is not you and K at all, it's me... it's me, understand?"

"Cough... cough... cough..."

Speaking of the latter.

Number 8's emotions also became excited, and the injuries on his body made him cough non-stop, and every cough was accompanied by a lot of blood foam.

The dizziness in his brain continued to increase, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

At this moment.

Under the coconut trees on the sunny beach.

The petite number 10 tightly grasped the phone, and the expression on his face seemed particularly self-blaming, but a little bit of hidden cruelty could be clearly seen.

Just now, she kept saying that this was an accidental car accident, which was undoubtedly a fluke and she didn't want to admit her own mistakes in judgment.

But now...under the weak words of No. 8, the mistake that was deliberately covered up was directly torn open with blood.

If it weren't for...that person sending a killer to follow and protect, No. 8 would probably have been a prisoner now, and all the information of the poker organization would have been dug out.

But if there is only one killer, how long can he protect No. 8?

Since the dog has already targeted No. 8, how could there be only one person? No matter how outstanding the killer of that team is, it is obvious that he can't protect No. 8.

After quickly sorting out these thoughts.

No. 10's expression became extremely ferocious. Although his tone was still full of worry and tension, his words were extremely grim.

"Number 8, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to you."

"But you must listen carefully to what I say next... The assassins sent by that person have delayed the pace of those dogs for a short time."

"But it will definitely not last long, and reinforcements are already behind us."

"If one of us falls into the hands of those dogs, can this poker organization that has given us a new life continue to exist?"

"So Number 8... From the moment you joined the poker organization, you should have thought that there might be such a day, right? To save the poker organization and sacrifice your life for our family."

"Let's end it, Number 8."

"I will help you get revenge, and bring the heads of those dogs to commemorate you."

Cold, grim, and without any human touch, this is the best description of Number 10's words.

In the Buick business car next to the guardrail.

Hearing Number 10's words, Number 8, whose head was getting heavier and heavier, was stunned for a moment, and then showed a complex and tragic bitter smile, and said hoarsely.

"Ahem... ahem, Ten... Ten, what you said is really... really good."

"For... for the poker organization, I sacrificed my life, my... my life."

"Until now... now, you still refuse to admit that you lost... lost? What I regret the most is... that I believed you."

"But... but I am willing... willing to believe you one last time... one last time."

"Remember... remember, put their heads... heads in front of my tombstone, uh... ahem..."

He said this reluctantly.

Using his only remaining strength and his only movable right hand, No. 8 rubbed out a grenade from among the many weapons in the storage box on the co-pilot.

This grenade, or all the weapons in the storage box, were originally brought specially to be used on Su Ming and others.

But now... he can only taste the bitter fruit by himself.

......

At the same time.

In the Ford modified car behind, Su Ming still crouched low to avoid being discovered by the killer behind.

Through the few exchanges of fire just now, Su Ming was already very sure... The killer behind was extremely experienced and was definitely not the kind of simple stuff that could be easily solved.

The most important thing is... The current situation is very tricky, and No. 8 has become an alternative hostage of this killer.

Although the bullet originally shot at No. 8 was stopped in time before, this is definitely not the end... As long as the other party has a chance, he will definitely point the gun at No. 8 again.

Thinking of this.

Su Ming no longer hesitated, and his eyes became more and more fierce. He must solve this trouble behind him as soon as possible.

The longer it takes, the more dangerous No. 8 will be.

Staring at the rearview mirror, Su Ming quietly unlocked the passenger door after determining the killer's approximate position through the exposed gun barrel.

After confirming that the other party's gun muzzle was pointing at him, Su Ming took a deep breath and chose the most suitable posture for exerting force.

Then.

Su Ming raised the pistol to the top of the seat, just a little bit away from being exposed.

Then, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the accurate position information with his naked eyes, and quickly fired two shots at the same time to delay the killer's attack.

The next second.

Su Ming suddenly stepped on the side of the driver's seat, and with the help of the rebound force, he hit the passenger door, and the whole person was suspended in the air and knocked open the passenger door that had just been unlocked.

"Da-da-da-——"

The bullets delayed by the two shots just now instantly shot from the broken rear windshield to the position where Su Ming just raised his head.

But at this time.

Su Ming, who had knocked open the passenger door, was suspended in mid-air, and could clearly see... the killer hiding behind the door.

Just now, he had only exposed a little bit of his head in order to aim.

Adjusting the muzzle of the gun to the limit in mid-air, Su Ming fired three shots at the killer's exposed head immediately and very quickly.

"Bang-bang-bang--"

The first shot was fired quickly and hit the upper edge of the door.

But the next two shots, in Su Ming's sight... hit the killer's exposed head with great accuracy.

The two extremely extreme shots immediately blew up the killer's head, causing him to quickly collapse to the ground.

After confirming that the other party was killed, Su Ming also immediately tensed his muscles all over his body, and his back immediately hit the ground heavily.

"Bang--"

A dull sound of hitting the ground was heard.

Although he was prepared and his muscles were tense, Su Ming still frowned in pain.

But Su Ming had no time to rest. He immediately stood up with his pistol in hand and rushed to the Buick commercial vehicle where No. 8 was without hesitation.

But he had just run two steps.

"Boom--"

A deafening explosion sounded.

In Su Ming's sight... No. 8 was no longer in the driver's seat of the Buick commercial vehicle, only the bloody remains of his body and flesh...