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Chapter 173 The Vest Stained Red by Blood

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    "Okay, let's do it!"

    Yang Ze suddenly put down the rifle he was already holding, and pulled out the dagger he was carrying.

    "Don't use guns, use knives, the noise is too loud, and it will disturb the rest of the team."

    Yang Ze is also a militant. He killed a lot when he was a special police officer. Strictly speaking, Li Hu might not have as much experience as Yang Ze.

    Seeing that the figures had approached the truck, the two of them immediately stopped hesitating. Li Hu also took out the steel thorns tied to his calves. They were ground by Li Hu with the tools in the convoy. They were about the length of an adult's arm, two  The sides are sharp blades, and the front is honed to a point, forming a short sword-like weapon.

    The two looked at each other silently, and they both saw the bloodthirsty light in their eyes.

    Nodding to each other, the two climbed out of the truck lightly.

    At this time, the four people had already approached the convoy, and they were discussing something quietly behind the compartment of the refrigerated truck.

    "Duck, you said we have come so far, why haven't we found the patrol on the other side?"

    The chubby figure behind looked around nervously, but apart from the breathing of these people, there was no other movement.

    "What do you care about so much? It would be better if no one finds out. Hurry up and give me the pipe pliers, and I'll cut off the lock of this truck."

    The duck is quite impatient, and it is not a good thing if no one finds out. If someone sees it and can't help but shoot a few shots, then these few people will explain it here.

    "Oh, good." The slightly fat man immediately took off a large pipe pliers on his back and handed it to the duck in front.

    The duck took the tool and waved it in his hand twice, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and asked the fat man behind him.

    "Are you sure it's this one? Don't worry about it. It took me a long time to cut it open but found that I found the wrong truck."

    Hearing the words, the fat man looked at the truck carefully again, and said with affirmative expression.

    "That's it. I took a special look at it during the day. This is a refrigerated truck, which is different from the other two trucks."

    Duck nodded, and then pinched the pipe pliers in his hand to the big lock on the carriage door, while the others stared nervously behind, not knowing to pay attention to the surrounding situation, let alone the idea of ??guarding.

    These people are also not professional enough. Several people came to steal things, but none of them said that they would take the initiative to watch, and they all focused on the movements of the duck's hands.

    They thought that Wang Yi and his group felt safe when they entered the prison, and they didn't arrange sentries, but they didn't know that the real sentries had already circled behind them.

    At this time, Yang Ze and Li Hu had already borrowed some vehicles to cover them, and walked around behind these people.

    In the dark night, the two of them made no sound, their footsteps slowed down, and they slowly approached the few people who were opening the compartment lock of the truck.

    Yang Ze gently held Li Hu, pointed to the last person, and then stretched out his palm to make a gesture on his neck.

    Li Hu naturally understood what it meant, and immediately nodded to Yang Ze, then clenched the steel thorn in his hand, and the two walked quietly behind the man.

    The man had a shaved head, shining brightly under the moonlight, like a light bulb.

    The bald head was staring at the movement of the duck in front of him, when there was a crunching sound, and the bald head knew that it was the sound of pipe clamps and iron chains being connected.

    But for some reason, when he heard the sound of steel colliding, the bald head suddenly felt a sense of anxiety, and felt something was wrong, so he wanted to look up.

    Seeing the bald head vaguely turning around, Yang Ze and Li Hu murmured that it was not good, if he found out, their plans would be ruined.

    At this time, there is no delay. If you are a little slower, when the bald head turns his face away, things will become passive.

    Li Hu and Yang Ze didn't hesitate at all, as if they had practiced countless times before, Yang Ze inserted the dagger into the scabbard hanging on his waist without any mistakes, his eyes were still fixed on the bald head, without any distraction  After all, he has gone through countless trainings, and the position where the scabbard hangs has long been engraved in his heart. Even if the light is bad and he doesn't pay attention, it doesn't affect Yang Ze's movements at all.

    While inserting the dagger into the scabbard, Yang Ze suddenly took a step forward, and his body was pressed against the back of the bald head.

    The bald head was about to turn around when he felt something stuck behind him. He just came back to his senses and knew that something was wrong. He wanted to remind the people in front of him, but before he could open his mouth, a big hand covered it.  ???Go!

    Li Hu reacted quickly, as soon as Yang Ze took a step over there, Li Hu followed. Almost at the same time, Yang Ze's big hand just covered the bald head's mouth, and Li Hu's steel thorn quickly slid across the bald head's throat  , and then the blade rotated, straight into the bald head's heart!

    "Pfft~

    "Clang!

    The sound of the steel piercing into the flesh and the sound of the duck shears being unlocked were completely combined, which seemed so normal in this quiet night.

    "Damn! Why is this broken lock so difficult to cut."

    Duck shook his sore arm, cursing unjustly, and at the same time turned his head and said to the fat man behind him.

    "You do it twice, I'm bored."

    The moment he turned his head, the duck saw from the corner of his eye that the bald head at the back seemed to shake for a while, and then stood there straight, without moving.

    "Okay, you go and have a rest first, I'll do it."

    The fat man immediately straightened up, blocking the duck's sight impartially.

    The duck was blocked by this, and his eyes lost the slightly abnormal bald head. In addition, the fat man kept reaching out to ask the duck for the pliers in his hand.  Confused, but the duck didn't feel anything, just thought that the bald head might not be able to wait any longer.

    Duck didn't care about the abnormality of the bald man. After handing the pliers in his hand to the fat man, he turned and stood aside, quietly watching the fat man's movements.

    If he had been more vigilant, he would have found that the bald head was slowly falling down like a pile of rotten meat when he turned around.

    Li Hu and Li Hu gently put the bald head down on the ground, and Yang Ze immediately pulled the vest on the bald head upwards to block the blood continuously spraying from the bald head's neck.

    After a while, the yellow vest was stained red with blood.

    However, the two didn't care about these details. After confirming that the bald man was completely dead, Li Hu gently wiped his hands on his clothes to wipe off the sticky blood that was sprayed on his palms just now, so as not to affect the next actions.

    Yang Ze took out his dagger again and pointed to the two people in front.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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