Chapter 1034

The night in Ningtai County is still relatively humid. Although the hygiene of the streets and alleys is done quite well, it is difficult to be spotless like in big cities.

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

And in Jiang Yuan's eyes, the information brought by footprints is too much.

For example, the part of the footprint with a slight cyan-green color, either walked on the grass for a long time, or touched something like moss, and it is nearby, otherwise, if you walk far, the green will have run out long ago.

A person's pace is also very interesting. Powerful steps and relaxed steps will have obvious differences in gait. For example, powerful steps usually move the center of gravity of the body forward, while some people's casual steps are often heel-first, and so on.

Internationally, even in the Great Beauty Lighthouse Country, its footprint identification is often limited to the footprint itself. But Chinese-style footprint identification, because of Ma Yulin and others, began to study gait decades ago. This thing is not just simple identification, it can be regarded as a profile of a certain person to some extent.

When Jiang Yuan walked over, the cyan-green, firm and powerful steps in front of the caltrops on the ground subconsciously shifted his attention.

Under the car headlights, the footprints have been seen very clearly. Jiang Yuan frowned, still beckoned to call people, and said: "Bring a few more tactical flashlights."

Mu Zhiyang took out the tactical flashlight directly from his belt, and Wang Chuanxing and Wen Ming who accompanied him turned back to take the tactical flashlight from the backpack in the car.

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

Jiang Yuan immediately fell into thought.

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

The people sitting in the front car are really his cousins. Jiangcun people now like to rent Jiang Yongxin's Alphard. After all, he is a rare entrepreneurial genius in Jiangcun, and everyone is willing to support him.

The first one to get off the car was Jiang Yuan's fifth brother, who was almost 40 years old and relatively calm. He recalled and said: "He asked us if anyone was injured. After we said no, he said let us report the insurance ourselves, like this."

"Anything else? Did you say anything else?" Jiang Yuan's professional sensitivity has come up. Meeting a living person in the middle of the night, and something happened, since he came up, it is impossible to just say two sentences, right?

The fifth brother didn't have any special thoughts. He thought for a while and said: "Old Twelve also asked him a sentence, saying are you taking a walk? Because it's so late... he should have said insomnia, can't sleep like this..."

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

"Ha?" Mu Zhiyang heard it was wrong, and his hand had already touched the gun.

"Judging from the gait, this is a weight-bearing gait. This person is not only weight-bearing... is he carrying a bag?" Jiang Yuan turned back to ask the fifth brother.

The fifth brother nodded: "Yes, carrying a bag, not too big, hey, it's quite like your kind of bag."

He pointed his finger over, and it was Wang Chuanxing who took out the tactical backpack and took the flashlight.

Now, Jiang Yuan basically confirmed it, then beckoned to call Wang Chuanxing over and said: "Call out Bian Yizhang's footprints."

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

He actually basically confirmed that the footprints on the road were Bian Yizhang's, but this idea still had a bit of surprise in it.

On the other hand, once Jiang Yuan shouts the three words "Bian Yizhang", the police in Ningtai County tonight don't have to sleep. It is said that the police in the surrounding districts and counties will also be pulled up by hundreds of people, responsible for the defense of the important points.

Therefore, it is also this kind of important judgment, the more cautious Jiang Yuan is.

It doesn't matter if people run away for a few minutes. The surveillance system in Ningtai County has Jiang Yuan participating in the design, and he can always catch the direction of his running away.

Wang Chuanxing took out the PAD at the fastest speed and called out Bian Yizhang's footprints.

Jiang Yuan only looked at it for a few eyes, then 100% confirmed, and said firmly: "It is indeed Bian Yizhang's footprints."

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

While speaking, a black shadow had stepped on small steps from the back of the car and rushed over silently.

Bian Yizhang is an excellent graduate of the social university. He has fought many fights before he was an adult and has a lot of combat experience. He also self-studied some tactics.

He worked until several bosses went in before he gathered a group of people to do private slaughter and sell water-injected beef. This business made him money is secondary, and the pleasure of injecting water into cattle is the most important.

Later, this line of business was hit hard and couldn't be done. After that, Bian Yizhang opened a tobacco and liquor store. Making money is still making money, but the mood has never been able to rise.

Where is it like now? When Bian Yizhang decided to fight, he only felt that the blood of his whole body was pumped up. At this moment, he really lived, and his life seemed to be sublimated.

The moment that truly prompted Bian Yizhang to make a decision was when Mu Zhiyang took out the tactical flashlight and the holster exposed behind.

At that time, Bian Yizhang suddenly thought that if he didn't act this time, next time, the gunman around Jiang Yuan might not be just one person.

It is already early morning, and Jiang Yuan is still carrying gunmen around him. If it is determined that someone is peeping nearby, then starting tomorrow, he must be vigilant 24 hours a day.

Bian Yizhang is alone, and he doesn't want others to share his reputation.

And based on Bian Yizhang's experience, he also knows that if he rushes straight from the alley entrance, he will be beaten into a hornet's nest by the gunman around Jiang Yuan.

The double-barreled shotgun in his hand can only be fired at close range. It is mainly for close combat and street fighting. It is most suitable for street fighting, but it is not suitable for long-distance shooting. There are only two bullets in total, and the trajectory of the barrel is not good. Bian Yizhang's experience is that shooting within 5 meters is best, not exceeding 10 meters at the furthest, and the best distance is 3 meters, which is just the distance that the opponent can't reach with cold weapons.

In short, the gun in his hand is better the closer it is. As for the power, there is no need to worry. Even if the opponent wears a bulletproof vest, he has the confidence to make people lose their combat effectiveness in a short time.

Therefore, Bian Yizhang simply dropped his backpack, carried weapons, wore anti-stab clothes, took a detour, crossed the road from the side alley, and then walked quickly from the tail of the rear car, around the green belt.

Jiang Yuan and others were looking at footprints and shining flashlights in the front car, and no one noticed Bian Yizhang in the rear car.

Until the distance was more than ten meters, Bian Yizhang crossed the green belt, inserted directly into the road, carried the short-barreled shotgun, increased his speed, and ran over.

His lowest goal is to kill Jiang Yuan, but it is best to kill everyone else and then kidnap Jiang Yuan.

Bian Yizhang estimated that it was impossible to do this with just a gun, and to use a long knife, he needed to save physical strength. Therefore, he, who has experience in fighting, even if his heart has been beating wildly, he also maintained his physical strength and did not rush wildly.

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

Bian Yizhang then no longer covered his running, and the gun barrel in his hand was also straightened.

Dong dong...

Under the dim street lamp, in the quiet environment, although Jiang Yuan and others were discussing while looking at the footprints, the whole body was still slow. They were all people who were tired for a day. If they hadn't encountered this thing, they would have gone back to rest early.

At this moment, in this scene...

The hearts of everyone present were all pumping wildly.

Wang Chuanxing shouted, saw the black shadow, and when he wanted to shout again, he couldn't make a sound.

Dong dong, dong dong...

For a moment, the whole scene only had the sound of low-speed idle engine, and the heartbeat sound that seemed to exceed the engine sound.

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

This is his body reaction after many trainings, the fastest among several people.

Bian Yizhang raised his gun without hesitation, aimed at Mu Zhiyang's direction, and prepared to pull the trigger.

He was originally prepared to kill this gunman first.

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

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

Bang...

In the slightly dull sound, the black shadow in mid-air shattered into pieces, but it was the PAD that Wang Chuanxing was holding in his hand just now.

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 Mu Zhiyang is killed, Bian Yizhang can even retreat and reload his shotgun.

Even if the time is too late and he is forced up, he can throw the gun and chop people with a knife. It can be said that he can advance and retreat freely.

In Mu Zhiyang's eyes, Bian Yizhang's muzzle was almost visibly pointed at himself.

And Mu Zhiyang himself, because he was thinking about approaching Jiang Yuan for the first time, his hand hadn't touched the gun yet.

Mu Zhiyang, who can be called experienced, knew that he was going to be shot again, but tonight, he didn't wear an anti-stab vest. I don't know 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 action of touching the gun slowed down even more.

Bian Yizhang's mouth smiled and raised his chin.

Bang!

The gunshot seemed to ring in Mu Zhiyang's ear.

At the moment when Mu Zhiyang secretly said "My life is over", his five senses operated dully and sensitively.

He suddenly saw clearly that red oozed from Bian Yizhang's brow.

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

And the gunshot in Mu Zhiyang's ear was also truly the gunshot in his ear.

At the same time, Mu Zhiyang also felt a lightness around his waist, which was his gun being pulled 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 be lost!

Bian Yizhang, dead!