On Earth, every city has bright lights at night, but some sinful things often happen in places where the light cannot be shined.

For example, two bald young men pointed a gun at a young man with yellow-skinned and swollen nose, with a swollen face, and their faces were full of jokes.

"Khitans, I hate you. You should go back to where you should stay." A bald young man cursed with drunkenness.

The young man with black hair was filled with fear at this moment. He knew who he had met, the young men called the skinheads, those who were attached to radical parties and had strong hostility towards all outsiders.

Not only are Chinese or Westerners with yellow skin like themselves, but also "black hair" from the Caucasus, as well as Africans and South Americans.

If you meet them, you will be beaten at the least, and those who are more serious will die.

Two years ago, someone was stabbed to death by them even at the entrance of the university.

He only hopes that these two people can let him go.

At this time, his heart was filled with fear and regret. He shouldn't have come out alone at night, but he was so confused that he wasted time in order to spend a while longer with that junior.

"I have an interesting game, why don't we play it?" Another bald young man came with a vicious smile and knocked his finger on the revolver. The bullet box suddenly popped out. He slowly stuffed three bullets on it, and there was an empty space between each two bullets.

His other hand slid on the bullet compartment, and the bullet compartment immediately turned, and then he threw the bullet compartment back to its original position.

"Play a game, as long as you don't die, we will let you go." The bald young man pointed a gun at the black-haired young man with a malice and joke on his face.

The black-haired young man almost collapsed to the ground, his face full of fear.

But the other two made a loud laugh.

"This game is very interesting, I want to play it too."

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from the mouth of the alley.

It's speaking bad Russian, one word pops up.

"Who, get out!" The bald young man holding the gun turned around and pointed the gun at the top, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a figure rushing into his arms at an extremely fast speed and hitting his abdomen. Another hand was pinching and pulling on his wrist, and the gun reached the other party's hand.

Before he could make other moves, the man punched him in the ear, making him unable to move half of his body, and Venus appeared in front of him.

His companion was even worse than him. He was directly stepped onto the ground by a woman in red falling from the sky, and even the sound of his bones shattering could be heard.

"Get away, our islanders hate you pigs the most!" Ren Baqian held a gun in his hand and pointed at the black-haired man who looked like a foreign student from China, still speaking in poor Russian.

The black-haired young man was stunned at first, then rolled and crawled away quickly, not daring to turn his head back.

He ran out far away and looked puzzled. The man was really from the island country? Why did he save himself? But at that time, the man was carrying a light on his back, and he didn't see the appearance of the man, and he didn't know who he was.

Ren Baqian stepped on the bald young man's head to the ground with one kick, then lowered his head and took out bullets from his pocket, loaded two more, and then slid them into his movements before resetting the bullet cabin.

"I like this game, if I don't die, I'll let you go." Ren Baqian smiled.

He has seen many bald young men in Country R these days.

A month passed by Da Yao. During this period, he came back six times and stayed in R Country for almost a month. I don’t know if it was his own or others’ bad luck. Maybe it was because he always appeared at night or the empress was too attractive. He met a total of seven times in a month.

Most of them are between the ages of fifteen and twenty. They are very childish and tender, and are blinded by some slogans, and their minds are almost full of violence.

In Ren Baqian's heart, they were just some children.

So don't let them go.

Without waiting for the young man under his feet to speak, Ren Baqian pulled the trigger directly.

"Bang!" The gunshot was very loud.

"Sorry, you are not very lucky." Ren Baqian said apologetically at Shaqimaga Tomato Sauce under his feet.

The young man under the empress's feet struggled desperately. At this time, his alcoholism had long been awakened, trying desperately to break free from the person behind him, but the man said that he was nailed to the ground like a nail and could not move no matter what.

"I'm sorry, spare me, spare me!" the bald young man cried desperately.

"It's just a game, why is the reaction so big?" Ren Baqian said in surprise.

Then he comforted gently: "Be good, be obedient, I keep my word very true. I will let you go if I die or not after a shot."

After saying that, he pointed the gun at the other party's head, and the empress flashed a few meters away with a disgusting face.

"Bang"

"Sorry, you two are not very lucky. It seems that this game is not very fun." Ren Baqian apologized to Shaqima, who had tomato sauce poured on two stalls, and then stuffed the gun into his waist.

The pedestrians on the street, which had just been attracted by the gunfire, saw the empty alley and two stalls of Shaqima, and immediately screamed in horror.

After a while, three young men and women with black hair and yellow skin rushed into the alley and carefully checked the scene.

"Did they do it?" one of the women asked quickly.

"This man's shoulder blades are broken, it looks like he's trampled. There's still a little dirt here, and the outline is footprints. It's almost the same as the tenth."

"Damn it, they ran away again." The woman cursed angrily.

It's been three months, and the other party has never restrained himself. It will cause all kinds of things everywhere, and the most common one is a murder.

They followed them for three months, and each time they were a little different, and they had never seen their backs before.

Each of them is proficient in one or even several of computers, tracking, fighting, guns, infiltration, information analysis, and car and plane driving. Everyone is an elite among the elites, but they can't even touch the other's tail and are fooled by the other party.

At this time, it was not just the three of them, but another team of three were also looking for traces of the two people. This clearly means that they were not doing well, and it made them feel that this was simply a shame when they remembered.

Now they almost all have forgotten their original intention of finding each other.

My mind is full of grasping them and washing away shame.

If the goal is to escape honestly, they may not be so angry, but the other party never conceals their whereabouts, sways and unscrupulously, but they just can't even touch the other party's tail, how can they convince themselves?

...

On a tall building not far away, Ren Baqian looked at the three people below with a telescope and said in great interest: "It seems that they have been chasing for a long time and have not given up yet."

Then he had some resentment: "I have already run so far in China, so I pursued so relentlessly?"

"It seems that I haven't posted it for a long time?" Ren Baqian thought about it. Anyway, the other party has been following him, so if he doesn't post it, they will know where he is.

Thinking of this, Ren Baqian opened the phone that he hadn't used for a long time, then pointed it at himself and the building behind him, showing a bright smile on his face.

"Zixiao, laugh." Ren Baqian did not forget to turn around and shout.

The empress just rolled her eyes.

...

Ren family, Ren’s father and mother have been worried all these days, not knowing how his son is doing, for fear that something will happen to him outside.

At this moment, Ren’s father’s phone suddenly rang. Ren’s father was shocked and picked up the phone. He realized that Ren Wannian, who had just been in college, called.

"Oh!" Ren's father sighed. He was always waiting for the call from his eldest son at some point.

"Dad, please read WeChat, I'm posting to Moments." As soon as Ren's father answered the phone, he heard his youngest son's excited shouting.

"What?" Ren's father was startled and quickly opened WeChat to check his Moments, and then saw the photo he had just posted by the person he wanted to see the most.

Under the night, the background is an exotic building.

Ren Baqian had a bright smile when facing the camera and gestured to a very rustic scissors hand.

Not far behind him, there was a woman in red with her long hair fluttering in the wind.

There is a short passage below: "The scenery is good, but the temperature is a little low, it's a little cold. In addition, it's cloudy recently, don't forget to collect your clothes when it rains!"

Ren’s father and mother were stunned when they looked at Ren Baqianfa’s circle of friends.

...

The Chen family, Chen Qing and Jiang Nan looked dull when they looked at their circle of friends. This person was simply invincible. He dared to post on WeChat Moments so swagger when he ran away?

How much do you want to die?

...

In a car on the street, two men and one woman and three men looked gloomy.

As the phone rings rang, the older ones looked down at the phone, which was a familiar number.

I only reported the situation in the morning. Why did I call here at this time?

When he answered the phone with a gloomy face and heard the contents clearly, his face turned black like the bottom of the pot.

A moment later, his cell phone received two pictures, which were exactly Ren Baqian's bright smile and the words.

The three of them looked at the pictures on their phones and their faces were as dark as the bottom of the pot.
Chapter completed!