C50 Explosion

No matter what, he had to chase after the three gunners and catch them. That way, the truth would be revealed.

Although the motorcycle Zhao Yang was riding didn't belong to a mass-produced motorcycle, nor a sportscar, it was only an ordinary motorcycle. However, under Zhao Yang's driving, it was able to run out of the professional racer's range and was slowly approaching the car.

"Big brother, he's getting closer and closer." brush cut man, who sat in the backseat, said nervously.

"Brother, the mission we took this time didn't have a clear target. The employer just gave us a time, position, and just let us randomly shoot. I just feel that it's very strange." Bald Manzi said as he sat in the passenger seat.

"Right, big brother, I also think it's strange. The employer doesn't have a specific goal, and he even gave us this sportscar. He even said he would give it to us as a gift. Isn't that too generous?"

"Why are you thinking so much? "Right now, there is someone following behind us, we can either beat that brat back or kill him. We can think about other things later."

At the same time, in the presidential suite of the five-star hotel in Zhonghai City, a middle-aged man with a split seat sat on the sofa in the living room. In front of him was a laptop with a screen showing the scene of the three gunmen and Zhao Yang chasing each other.

The angle of the video was from the three gunners' sportscar. The video showed a motorcycle following them from a distance of nearly 20 meters away from the sports car.

The middle-aged man, Sunn Qiming, looked at the constantly shaking scene from the camera mounted on the sportscar and smiled sinisterly.

"Zhao Yang, tonight is the day you die!" "Haha!"

Zhao Yang, who was chasing the sports car on the street, quickly closed the distance between him and the sports car. Soon, he had closed the distance between him and the sports car to only seven or eight meters.

The three gunners on the sportscar became nervous, especially when they saw that Zhao Yang was riding an old-fashioned motorcycle. They were shocked. An ordinary motorcycle actually gave Zhao Yang the speed of a professional racer, how could they not be shocked?

"Shoot!" "Hurry up and shoot, get rid of that brat!" The man who was driving shouted to his two lackeys.

brush cut man and Wu Junzi turned around, raised their pistols, aimed at Zhao Yang and fired several shots consecutively.

However, Zhao Yang's driving skills were not ordinary. The moment the two shot, he shifted the front of the car and changed the direction of the motorcycle, dodging the shots.

"F * ck!" I don't believe this! I don't believe that the bullet will not hit you! " Bald Manzi gritted his teeth, aimed at Zhao Yang, and fired a few shots at him. The bullets shot towards Zhao Yang in different directions.

However, the baldy was quickly disappointed because Zhao Yang still easily dodged the opponent's wave of attack. Moreover, looking at the distance, he was even closer than before.

Immediately after, brush cut man pulled the trigger again and shot towards Zhao Yang like a bullet.

"Boss!" That kid is too awesome! We can't even handle him after a dozen shots! We've run out of bullets. "

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Zhao Yang was only 2 meters away from them.

At the same time, the medium split middle-aged man, Sunn Qiming, stood up from the sofa nervously. He looked excitedly at Zhao Yang, who was getting closer and closer on the screen. Judging from the video, Zhao Yang was at most two to three meters away from the sports car.

Sunn Qiming was so nervous that he started to get restless. This distance was close enough, he could actually start moving, but it wasn't enough insurance. Should he wait a little longer?

The next moment, the sportscar suddenly accelerated and increased the distance between Zhao Yang and the sports car.

Sunn Qiming bent down and looked down at his laptop. He frowned and became even more nervous now …

No, we can't wait any longer. Sunn Qiming stared at the screen, holding a black object in his hand. It seemed like he could react at any time.

Soon, Zhao Yang, who was driving the motorcycle, caught up.

When the distance between the two cars was still more than two meters, Sunn Qiming could no longer wait. This distance was already an effective range, he could start moving.

Sunn Qiming suddenly pressed the keychain size item in his hand. The next moment, the computer screen suddenly turned white.

Sunn Qiming immediately opened up another laptop. On the screen, there was a picture of a foresight lens. Below the camera was a road, where a car was about to explode.

Sunn Qiming stared at the screen, seriously looking for Zhao Yang.

Rumble rumble rumble! The three killers' sportscar exploded violently. At first it was the front of the jeep, but soon after, the entire jeep exploded as well. Flames lit up the night sky and lit up the area around them.

Found it! Found it!

Sunn Qiming saw from the screen that Zhao Yang's motorcycle was also burning. However, the flame was too strong and the distance was too far, so he couldn't tell if Zhao Yang had been hit or not.

The motorbike quickly hit the sports car, causing another explosion. Rumble … in a split-second, the flames became even more intense, causing the sparks to fly even higher. It was at least two meters high and looked extremely tragic.

Sunn Qiming slapped the table excitedly. He was extremely happy. Judging from the power of the explosion, Zhao Yang must have been killed when he was so close to the explosion.

Great! Zhao Yang finally died! Sunn Qiming started dancing happily. Since Zhao Yang was killed, his mission was completed, so he could return to Yanjing.

At the same time, the phone of Liu Ruyan, who was sleeping soundly at home, rang. She jumped up from the bed and picked up the phone on the bedside to answer it.

An anxious and pained voice came from the other end of the phone, "Chairman Liu, Zhao Yang is dead!"

"What?!" In a split-second, Liu Ruyan's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. She was completely devoid of sleep.

"Chairman Liu, Zhao Yang was killed when he was trying to kill Nie Tian!" Chen Yazhou's indignant voice sounded again.

The phone in Liu Ruyan's hand almost fell. With a face full of panic, her hands trembled as she walked down from the bed. With a shaky voice, she asked, "Where are you?"

After Chen Yazhou gave his address, Liu Ruyan quickly put on her clothes and drove to the residential complex.

When they arrived at the place where the explosion happened, Liu Ruyan got off the car. Looking at the burnt car with only a metal box left, she suddenly felt the world spinning around her. Chen Yazhou just called to say that Zhao Yang was killed by the explosion.

Liu Ruyan's tears couldn't help but flow out. Guilt, pain and anger filled her heart, because Zhao Yang died from the explosion in order to help her.

However, before she could repay Zhao Yang, the other party had already died. This caused Liu Ruyan to feel incomparably guilty and pained at heart.

At this moment, Chen Yazhou walked over. He stretched out his hand to support Liu Ruyan, who was on the verge of fainting. With a sour nose, he said to Liu Ruyan, "Chairman Liu, I'm sorry for the loss."

Hearing Chen Yazhou's words, Liu Ruyan went limp and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Yazhou couldn't hold back his tears anymore. Although he wasn't very close with Zhao Yang, but Zhao Yang's kindness and righteousness had completely moved him. He had helped Liu Ruyan time and time again, and he didn't even ask for help in return.

A few uniformed police officers, as well as a few medical examiners, were investigating the scene. Several police officers were also clearing up the traffic.

Liu Ruyan took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Then, she asked Chen Yazhou, "What's going on?"

Chen Yazhou told the story to Liu Ruyan with red eyes.

After Liu Ruyan heard this, other than shock, she was also shocked. She could no longer use words to describe Zhao Yang's sacred art.

It turned out that when Kong Sen forced Liu Ruyan to marry him that day, Zhao Yang had already started to arrange the situation. When Liu Ruyan had promised Kong Sen to find a high fever within 24 hours, Zhao Yang had secretly put a small eavesdropper into Kong Sen's pocket.

Then, Zhao Yang started to play psychological warfare with Kong Sen, deliberately pretending to be confident, and not letting other people investigate. He purposely showed up at the company's headquarters, purposely let the staff at the headquarters see his love for Liu Ruyanxiu, then deliberately went to Western Restaurant for lunch. When he returned home, he deliberately went to the supermarket to buy groceries to show his love once again.

This series of performances finally tricked Kong Sen. Because Kong Sen cared too much about Liu Ruyan's position as chairman, after Zhao Yang finished his performance, he played a little trick for Chen Yazhou to perform with. Finally, he successfully tricked Kong Sen.

Due to the bugs installed earlier on, all of Kong Sen's words and deeds were grasped by Zhao Yang. That was why Zhao Yang brought his team to the coastal fishing village to capture Qian Shaohua and the others.

Liu Ruyan admired Zhao Yang's trick from the bottom of her heart. The book said that Zhuge Liang was closer to the devil. She had always thought that Zhao Yang only existed in books. How could she have met such a person in reality?

And now, a person as smart as Zhuge Liang had appeared in front of her. In fact, in Liu Ruyan's eyes, Zhao Yang was even more terrifying than Zhuge Liang. After all, Zhuge Liang was a scholar, but Zhao Yang was not only resourceful, but his martial arts was so amazing.

However, such a resourceful and powerful man had been killed by the explosion. Liu Ruyan's tears never stopped flowing. The guilt in her heart made her feel terrible. She was unwilling to die because she was unwilling to die because of Zhao Yang.