The sea in the middle of the night is like endless black water, and the lights on the shore in the distance are like the gloomy eyes of a dragon, and there are unknown dangers everywhere.
Deng Kaiwen drove the speedboat skillfully, arrived at the pier quickly, and climbed ashore wet.
The bodies of Adams and Brown were found successively, and the ship was in such chaos that he disembarked with little attention. Everything went very smoothly. The speedboat that Adams arranged for him was filled with fuel. Although it was only a few nautical miles away, fresh water, bread, and a medical kit were also placed, as if he was afraid that he would get lost on the sea.
Deng Kaiwen simply bandaged his right hand to block the bleeding.
Fortunately, Brown Hebrew used an ordinary police gun, which sometimes hits so hard that no one can detect it, and ordinary iron plates can block the bullets. If he changed to M1911, half of Deng Kaiwen's arm would be blasted off.
Due to blood loss and humidity, Deng Kaiwen's face was very pale. He lurked on the pier for a while, and saw a bodyguard leading Stanley out of the warehouse door.
A helicopter descended from the sky, setting off a violent wind, and landed on the open space in front of the pier.
Deng Kaiwen's heart moved, and under the cover of the night, he sneaked behind the container next to the helicopter. Stanley and the bodyguard boarded the helicopter along the rope ladder, and when the cockpit door closed, Deng Kaiwen jumped up.
Stanley was sitting with his back to him, head bowed in his seatbelt. Without further ado, Deng Kaiwen went up and strangled his neck, and then pressed the gun against his temple: "Shut up! Don't move!"
The bodyguard's vigilance was obviously not strong, and when he turned around and saw one more person, he exclaimed: "Ah——"
Stanley was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and it took him a while to ask tremblingly, "Why did you come out? You, why did you..."
"Brown? Hebrew is dead." Deng Kaiwen pointed a gun at Stanley, and raised his chin at the bodyguard: "Do as I say, or I will kill him with a single shot."
The bodyguard's hands were weak, and while grabbing the joystick, he asked, "What about Adams, Mr. Adams?"
Deng Kaiwen was silent for a moment, and said, "He's dead too."
"You, what do you want to do?"
Deng Kaiwen said: "Don't be naughty, just act according to your original plan. Brown? Hebrew is going to kill Epro, right? Did he tamper with his plane?"
As the helicopter lifted off, the bodyguard trembled in the whistling wind: "I don't, I don't know, I'm just a paid man..."
Stanley roared: "If I don't kill him, he will kill me!"
He struggled fiercely, and Deng Kaiwen pushed him back hard with the muzzle of a gun: "Shut up!"
"You just shut up! Shut up! What do you want to do? Do you think you can save him? Who do you think is lurking on that plane?" Stanley showed a malicious and twisted smile, and said, "It's Spike! "
Deng Kaiwen's blood suddenly turned cold.
The helicopter flew across the night sky rapidly, and the bodyguard wanted to draw out his gun several times to resist, but seeing Deng Kaiwen firmly pressed against Stanley's muzzle in the dashboard image, he did not dare to act rashly.
Soon the helicopter drove out of Los Angeles, and the bodyguards contacted the target by radio, and determined the position of Epro's plane under the supervision of Deng Kaiwen.
He didn't dare to turn his head all the time, which actually helped Deng Kaiwen - if he turned his head, he would be able to see Deng Kaiwen's blood-soaked bandages and his violently trembling body.
Stan kept looking at Deng Kaiwen's blood-red hand, as if he wanted to struggle, but couldn't make up his mind.
Soon another plane appeared in the night sky. Wearing night vision goggles, Deng Kaiwen recognized at a glance that it was Epro's private seat. He hit Stanley with a gun and asked, "What did you plan to do? There should be someone on that plane to pick you up, right?"
Stanley's voice trembled: "Epro should have been restrained, but they have to wait for me...or the will..."
"Even if they can stop them, they dare not kill Epro, because you haven't got the will yet." Deng Kaiwen understood, "Epro's existing will is very detrimental to you, isn't it?"
Stanley nodded.
"Lower the altitude," Deng Kaiwen ordered the bodyguards, "land the plane as originally planned, immediately!"
The bodyguard in the driver's seat remained silent.
Deng Kaiwen became impatient, and kicked the driver's seat hard: "What are you doing! Hurry up!"
"..." The bodyguard turned his head, his pale face was full of horror. He pointed to an inconspicuous position behind the dashboard in the cockpit with his finger. Deng Kaiwen probed over, and his pupils constricted like needles instantly.
That's a countdown dial.
There is a time bomb tied in the complicated wires, with 300 seconds left in the countdown.
Stanley stammered and asked, "This... this... what is this?"
"Brown? Hebrew didn't intend to carve up GA with you at all," Deng Kaiwen whispered, "He wants to kill you and eat it all by himself."
The bodyguard suddenly frantically pulled the joystick to land, and Deng Kaiwen yelled sharply: "Stop! It's too late! There is a residential area below, you are killing people on purpose!!"
He reached out to grab the joystick, and the bodyguard screamed, "Let it go! I don't want to die! Let it go—"
"You just let go! Stanley!!"
Deng Kaiwen turned his head and kicked, and Stanley was frantically rushing to grab his gun, and was screamed by that kick. Deng Kaiwen took the opportunity to grab the gun and point it at the bodyguard, and shouted: "No landing is allowed! When we drive to no man's land, let's jump off the plane, hurry up!!"
The bodyguard was already crazy, and turned around to grab the gun in his hand regardless. Deng Kaiwen was unsteady holding the gun in his left hand. During the struggle, the pistol suddenly went off fire, and there was an instant snap.
The two were stunned for a moment, Stanley's expression froze, and he fell down slowly after a while, with blood gushing out from his chest.
"Stanley..." Deng Kaiwen trembled, reaching out his hand as if trying to support his only blood relative in this world.
The bodyguard suddenly became angry, pulling and pushing with one hand, and grabbing the gun with the other. Deng Kaiwen was hit by a punch, and his mind suddenly cleared up. He hit the bodyguard with the butt of the gun back, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell down on the operating table with another blow.
"Stanley..." The helicopter bumped violently. Deng Kaiwen crawled back to the back seat, hugged the blood-stained Stanley in his arms, and shouted tremblingly: "Stanley!"
Stanley opened his eyes, opened and closed his lips slightly, and Deng Kaiwen moved his head closer, only to hear him say: "I'm not willing...I don't..."
"I know, I know..." Deng Kaiwen closed his eyes, tears streaming down his blood-stained cheeks: "I know...I'm sorry, brother...I'm sorry for you."
The word "brother" seemed to make Stanley stunned for a moment. His whole body convulsed, and then his body sank and he stopped breathing.
Deng Kaiwen pressed his lifeless body tightly in his arms. After a few seconds, there was a sudden fierce gunshot from the airborne radio, as if a tragic gun battle was going on on the opposite passenger plane.
Deng Kaiwen's face was full of tears, he crawled over to grab the radio, and shouted tremblingly, "Epro? Epro!"
There was a round of gunshots, mixed with indistinct growls.
"Epro! Epro! Neil! Neil! Neil!!"
"Kevin!" Mitchell's distressed voice came: "What's wrong with you? Why are you up there? We're almost done here, Epro is fine!"
Deng Kaiwen breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted, "Open the top hatch, hurry up! I'm going to jump on your plane!"
"Don't let him come up!" Epro yelled over the gunshots.
Mitchell immediately said angrily: "Why?"
"There is a time bomb on this helicopter!" Deng Kaiwen glanced at the countdown timer and said in a trembling voice, "There are less than a hundred seconds left!"
Epro changed the magazine and sighed: "Then come up... I'll open the top hatch."
Deng Kaiwen opened the door of the helicopter, and the wind of the storm at an altitude of several thousand meters immediately blew his hair. He switched helicopter pilot mode and lowered the rope ladder, the wind blowing so hard he could barely keep his eyes open.
Below the helicopter, the private airliner followed not far away, adjusting the flight altitude at any time to ensure that he jumped off safely.
Deng Kaiwen tucked the gun into his back waist, his right hand could not grasp the rope at all, he could only clamp the rope ladder with trembling elbows. The helicopter landed and tilted quickly. From his perspective, as long as he looked up a little, he could see the scarlet numbers on the countdown timer that were constantly decreasing.
Finally, the helicopter tilted to a certain angle, and the private airliner was fully adjusted in height. Deng Kaiwen looked down several times, let go of his hands and stomped his stomach, and fell down like a cannonball.
With a loud crash, his whole body was slammed against the cold steel cover of the plane. A hand was stretched out from the cabin door in time, and Mitchell tightly grasped Deng Kaiwen's wrist. The two exerted their strength at the same time, and Deng Kaiwen fell into the cabin in an instant.
"Pull up! Pull up!" Deng Kaiwen's growling voice changed, "That helicopter is going to explode!"
Epro sat in the driver's seat, and immediately raised the height after hearing the words. A few bullets came in through the gap in the cockpit door, Mitchell rushed to return the machine gun, and the outside immediately became quiet.
The passenger plane climbed rapidly at an unbelievable angle, and after only a few seconds, there was an earth-shattering boom from under its feet.
The helicopter exploded completely, violent concussions piercing through the air, shaking the bilge beneath their feet.
Deng Kaiwen got up, supported the back of the passenger seat, and asked exhaustedly, "What's going on here?"
"I was caught by the Hebrew family because of you, and they offered conditions...so I came to Los Angeles overnight." Epro whispered while driving skillfully.
"No, this is Stanley's trap," Deng Kaiwen's tone darkened when he mentioned Stanley, and then said: "Adams? Hebrew saved me...but now they are all dead. All of them."
"I originally wanted to sneak into the cargo ship where the Hebrew family transported drugs and take the opportunity to kill Adams Hebrew," Mitchell said as he arrived at the cockpit door, looking exhausted, "It's a pity that they half Dao wanted to kill Epro, and Epro and I found out that the situation was wrong at the same time, so we fought. The Hebrew family had ambushed the killer in the crew in advance, and the target was Epro, and I think you probably don’t want him to die... So... what happened to your hand?"
"Nothing." Deng Kaiwen looked at Mitchell with surprise in his eyes.
He didn't expect that Mitchell would join forces with Epro instead of killing him in the chaos.
This man's personality seems to be always changing. When Deng Kaiwen thought he was sunny and kind, he showed an amazing underworld background; when Deng Kaiwen thought he was cruel, he did something unexpected again.
At this time, Epro looked up at Deng Kaiwen, smiled and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Only then did Deng Kaiwen realize that his face was covered with cold tears.
"...Stanley is dead," he was silent for a while, and then slowly recounted the incident briefly. When it came to Stanley being shot by a fire, he choked up several times and couldn't continue, "If I hadn't slept with him Well, if I insist on locking him up..."
The flames of the helicopter explosion were still flickering in the night sky. Epro was silent for a long time, and whispered something in Russian.
Mitchell raised his head, and he understood the Russian phrase—it was a prayer, which meant "don't be sad, all the results have been predetermined from the very beginning."
"Kevin," Epro said again, "come here and listen to my last words."
Deng Kaiwen looked up in shock, only to see the man's calm side face, "You—"
Epro turned to look at him, smiled, and bowed his head.
Deng Kaiwen followed his gaze, and suddenly found that the hem of his black windbreaker was dripping with sticky blood!
"Neil..." Deng Kaiwen was at a loss. His whole body was shaking violently. After a while, he slowly knelt down beside Epro and said, "Neil..."
Epro made one hand free and patted his face, the gesture was warm and familiar, just like the old days when they had no suspicion.
"I've been shot," he said softly.
Mitchell rushed over suddenly, and said hoarsely: "Don't give up so easily, this injury can be cured! We land now! You don't understand," he roared at Epro, his eyes were bloodshot with excitement: "He wants to be with you! Kevin, he wants to be with you—!"
"I know," Epro whispered, "know why I didn't want you up in the first place, Kevin? This plane has been equipped with special bombs that use air pressure and altitude control, which is what the captain told me before he died. Mine, as soon as the plane lands at 3000 meters, the bomb will detonate immediately. We can't get out at the same time, no way... There are only two parachute bags on this plane."
He looked at Deng Kaiwen again, leaned over and kissed the tears in the corner of his eyes. This action took most of his strength, and when he spoke again, his voice was obviously weak: "Don't cry, my child, I love you."
"Me too..." Deng Kaiwen opened his mouth, tears streaming down his face, "I too... love you..."
Mitchell stood on the sidelines, and these words hit him hard like a bullet, his face turned ashen, and the class seemed to have made some kind of determination, saying: "You go, I will stay on the plane... Epro, did you hear that? You won. Take him down, please be good in the future-"
"Impossible, there are residential areas underneath." Epro interrupted him: "You don't know how to fly this kind of passenger plane. I have to let it fly over the Los Angeles Harbor and detonate it, otherwise the scattered wreckage will cause serious consequences. This One thing Kevin knows, right Kevin? I have taught you before. There are not many good things I have taught you... If I die, please remember them all, that is the last thing I can leave you ..."
The plane was bumping in the turbulence, Deng Kaiwen buried his face in Epro's lap, crying bitterly.
"Don't cry, child... I'm sorry, the last moment made you so sad... You will be happy in the future, I'm gone, you can finally forget the most painful memories slowly... Human life is so long, I am so relieved that you can finally come out of the shadows."
Epro stroked Deng Kaiwen's hair, his rough and powerful hands were trembling, "I used to make you suffer, but that was not my intention. I love you, Kevin, and it has never changed."
The plane continued to descend in the night sky, the darkness ahead was vast, and the lights above the Los Angeles harbor were bright.
"Child, let's go." Epuro finally leaned over and kissed Deng Kaiwen's lips, and then gently pushed him away.
Mitchell found two parachute bags, put one on himself with trembling hands, and forced Deng Kaiwen to put on another. Deng Kaiwen finally collapsed when he opened the hatch. He cried bitterly and grabbed the back of the driver's seat with such force that blood oozed from his fingernails: "I love you too, Neil! Don't let me go!...Neil! Neil!!"
Mitchell grasped the hatch with one hand, and firmly grasped the handle of Deng Kaiwen's auxiliary parachute with the other hand, suppressing his choking forcibly, and said, "Goodbye, Epro."
Epro waved to them, smiled and said, "Well, goodbye."
With a loud gust of wind, Mitchell fell back out of the hatch, holding Deng Kaiwen tightly in his arms.
The strong wind whizzed by like a sharp knife, and Deng Kaiwen's heart-piercing cry seemed to be mixed with blood from a ruptured throat. He yelled Neil's name frantically, as if his body was torn in half alive, and the other half was left forever in nine. Eight hundred and eight hundred feet in the air.
The two fell rapidly, and Mitchell slammed the handle of Deng Kaiwen's secondary parachute. Seeing that the small umbrella opened, he let go and continued to fall, and then pulled his own parachute handle tens of meters away.
Two parachutes bloomed one after the other in the air, reflecting the bright explosions in the night sky behind them, like a celebration of fireworks.
The black water on the sea in Los Angeles was churning, Mitchell fell into the water first, and the huge resistance of the sea water made his ears explode with a plop. He rapidly and alternately retracted the parachute ropes, felt that the pulling force was weakened, and then quickly left the parachute. He plunged out of the water, only to see Deng Kaiwen also fell into the water, and soon emerged from the sea.
His face was pale and full of water marks, whether it was sea water or tears.
The flames from the explosion of the plane were like an incomparable flower blooming in the dark blue sky.
"Kevin, Kevin, live well..." Mitchell hugged Deng Kaiwen, trembling up the coast, and said, "Live well, don't disappoint his sacrifice, don't let his hope go to waste..."
Deng Kaiwen asked hoarsely and desperately: "What did he say in the end?"
"He said..." Mitchell suddenly realized something: "He said goodbye! Kevin, he said goodbye to you!"
Deng Kaiwen nodded. The cold sea water and excessive blood loss caused his body to convulse, and he quickly closed his eyes.
Mitchell dragged him, struggling to swim to the shore.
Not far away, the speedboat of the Los Angeles Police Department flashed bright lights and was speeding towards them from the sea.