The slightly shorter agent almost walked out the door with Wang Sanqiang. Before he went out again, he took a look at the scene, but that was it, there was nothing he could do about it. Furthermore, it seems that it would be more beneficial not to deal with the current situation.
Therefore, after the slightly shorter agent walked out of the door, he did not go in the same direction as his accomplices and Wang Sanqiang. Instead, he turned to the right, then trotted, and when he reached the end of the alley, he did not turn to the right. Turn out, but continue to turn left and enter another small alley.
By the way, the sound of gunfire is already loud at night, although being inside the house can alleviate most of the volume. But under continuous fire, at this time, even if all the surrounding neighbors are asleep, it is impossible to directly sleep to death. What's more, it's impossible for everyone to sleep. Therefore, it is 100% that many neighbors can hear gunshots.
But it’s true that no one came out to check. Originally, comparing one's feelings with one's own, if there is a gunshot banging at your door, then how much better do you have to be, and how strong must you be to seek death, so that you don't just sit around at home, but say no, I'm going to come out and see who it is. Shooting. Isn't this a disease?
Therefore, after the slightly shorter agent came out and turned here, he really didn't meet anyone. He quickly speeded up, and in a hurry, he went into a few more small alleys and passed through two residential buildings, and then started to go in the direction of the "second safe house" they had talked about before.
He didn't dare to walk on the main road. After all, he was injured and still bleeding. If this was sprayed on the patrol team or something, then he would definitely attract attention.
Fortunately, although summer is over now, the weather is still a bit hot. Therefore, many people in small alleys hang clothes out to dry. So when he passed by, he pulled off a coat that looked like work clothes. He pushed it hard and stuffed it into the waistband of his right back pants.
Then he tore off a corner of a quilt and used his teeth and right hand to briefly bandage his upper arm. In fact, it's just a matter of tying it with a little force to prevent too much blood flow. Then while walking, he carefully took off his coat and tore off the sleeves with his teeth and right hand. Then he hung up his sleeves with his mouth, walked to the door of a family, threw the original coat into a ball on the roof of the family's house.
This time Zhang Si. Then he used both words and hands again. As he walked, he used his sleeve as a bandage, wrapped it twice around his left arm, and tied a button. Take advantage of the small roads when there are no people around. He put the stolen coat on his belt again.
I didn’t wear it, because it would have been a normal thing to wear. He was afraid that the wound had not been bandaged properly and blood was leaking out. There is still a certain chance of being seen in this way, but it is different if you wear it. The clothes are looser from the wound, so it is not easy to bleed.
After almost leaving the confines of Wang Sanqiang's home, the slightly shorter agent breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, after all, there are still people who occasionally walk at night, but he behaves very generously. Even though I was wearing clothes, it was a bit like that situation where the weather was not summer, but it was still a little cool in the morning and at night. When people go out at this time, they don't have to put on clothes, just like people who go out temporarily with clothes on. Therefore, as long as you act generously, it is actually safe.
By the time we almost reached "Safe House No. 2", there were probably still two blocks left. The slightly shorter agent deliberately turned a few corners again. And when passing through a relatively narrow alley, he waited, deliberately turned around and walked back.
Okay, there is indeed no tail attached. After judging the situation clearly, the slightly shorter agent crossed two streets, turned and entered the courtyard of a residential building. It's okay, it's completely dark now, so basically everyone who needs to go out has already gone out, and everyone who needs to go home has already arrived home. Therefore, I didn’t meet anyone. After passing through two unit doors, when he reached the third unit door, he turned directly and walked in.
Entering the unit door, he immediately stepped aside to find an even darker place. In this old-fashioned corridor, if there are no corridor lights, even if someone is hiding somewhere, it will not be easy for others to see. Because it's really too dark.
In this way, he stood quietly for half a minute, listening to the sounds in the corridor and the movements outside. Well, okay, it's really quiet. Then he raised his legs, kept as quiet as possible, and went up to the third floor. Then he touched the lower edge of the window in the corridor with his hand, and took out a key from a gap. Then he gently opened the door in the middle of the third floor. He closed the door gently and didn't turn on the light. He entered the master bedroom and sat down on the sofa. call! Finally he breathed a sigh of relief.
He leaned back relaxedly on the backrest, closed his eyes, and rested for a few minutes. The slightly shorter agent opened his eyes again, turned aside, and opened a cabinet next to him. He took out a small iron box from it.
Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. Then he gently carried the small iron box and walked into the bathroom. After closing the bathroom door. Slowly take off the clothes and the bandages on the sleeves.
Then, he opened the small tin box and took out a flashlight inside. I took out two more dry batteries and installed them. Push the switch, good! A beam of light shot out immediately.
Control the big one and control the owl. He stood the flashlight on the corner of the sink and looked sideways at his wounds. It's a bit fucked. The bullet entered from the front in the middle of the upper arm, and it must have lodged in the bone. And he felt that there might be something wrong with the bones. However, by visual inspection of the product, I definitely don’t know whether it is discounted or partially chipped.
There is no other choice but to do this for now. But the bullet must be taken out. Therefore, he hung his left hand above the sink, operated with one hand, and disinfected his hands and wounds with iodophor. He took out another tweezers and disinfected them again. He gritted his teeth and inserted the tweezers into his wound.
This time, he was a little lucky. Soon he felt something pinched, then clamped hard and slowly pulled out the tweezers. After taking a look, sure enough, it was a warhead. It's okay, the warhead didn't break. Otherwise it would be even more fucked up.
The teeth were loose. Maybe it was because I bit too hard before, so it was a little bit wet. But he didn't mind either. Quickly use iodophor to disinfect the wound again. Then tear open a paper bag and pour the powder inside onto a piece of gauze. He held it with his hand and pressed it on the wound that was bleeding again.
