Chapter 727: Deceptive Ways

Displeased, Edward glanced at Little Dorsk. "In this snowy weather, it is so comfortable inside the hotel. Is it necessary to come outside to do it?" Then he took out the infrared night vision device and observed the movement in front.

Because he didn't know why Yang Ming suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road, Edward didn't dare to act rashly immediately. He was afraid that Yang Ming was waiting for someone. When there were more people, it would be harder for Edward to act on it.

After waiting for a long time, when Yang Ming started the car again, Edward knew that he was tricked. The other party wasn't waiting for someone, but only temporarily stopped.

Of course, he only thought that he was being tricked. Yang Ming never intended to trick him. Yang Ming didn't even know him at all.

"Follow him. Find a quiet place to do it," mumbled Edward as he blamed himself for his own judgment mistakes.

Little Dorsk started the car and caught up with Yang Ming's Jinbei van.

Of course, Yang Ming didn't know Edward and Little Dorsk, so there was no need to trick them. But Yang Ming was already aware of them following him.

Because of the situation with the tabloid reporters previously, Yang Ming didn't pay attention to it. In the beginning, he thought it was also the paparazzi that followed him. However, when Yang Ming saw that there were two foreigners in the back of the car, he became vigilant.

In the evening, there were not many cars on the road, and Yang Ming wasn't driving on the main street. Therefore, there were only two cars on the empty road.

Shu Ya's alertness wasn't as high as that of Yang Ming, but the experience of avoiding journalists for many years had made her quickly realize that there was a car following behind them.

"Yang Ming, the car behind seems to be following us." Shu Ya looked back at it and then spoke to Yang Ming.

"Maybe a reporter?" Yang Ming didn't want to scare Shu Ya. Yang Ming thought that these two people may be coming for him. Because there were many strange things happening in the recent past, there was this possibility.

"Oh." Listening to Yang Ming say that it may be a reporter, Shu Ya was also relieved. But after thinking about it, since Yang Ming said that he was the underworld leader of Song Jiang, then no one would trouble him.

"Wait for me to get rid of them." Yang Ming said.

"How is it possible?" Shu Ya didn't believe that because the car behind was a Hyundai Veracruz SUV [1], and Yang Ming was driving a Jinbei van. How could a van get rid of an SUV on this empty road?

A friend of Shu Ya bought this model of Hyundai Veracruz which could run over 200 kph on high speed, but for the Jinbei van, it was even difficult to get up to 150 kph.

Yang Ming smiled but didn't answer. In fact, he had no specific plans in his heart. The performance of my vehicle is obviously not as good as that of the other. To get rid of the car that is following me, I can only rely on tricks and skills. It is impossible to act recklessly.

However, as an assassin, one may face a variety of situations. It was necessary to keep your head cool first, and then use all the conditions that you may use. If you have no condition, you must create your own conditions.

Imagine if you were escaping now. What would happen? If you can't really get rid of them, then you're waiting to die.

Fortunately, Yang Ming had special abilities. He had a stronger advantage than everyone else. When Yang Ming's sight swept through N streets, Yang Ming finally smiled evilly.

It seemed that the car behind wasn't going to overtake them now. Maybe they were looking for a more secluded place to do it. But with no doubt, it had created an opportunity for Yang Ming to turn over.

Yang Ming manipulated the steering wheel. He made a lot of turns and went on a class three street that wasn't very spacious.

On the right side of the road, there was a gully under construction. But unfortunately, the place where the gully was excavated was just a place where it sloped downhill. There were no street lamps on this road. It was impossible to see at night.

As for the warning signs for road construction, it wasn't clear whether the construction workers had forgotten to put them out or someone had stolen them to sell as scrap iron. In short, there was nothing that could warn people.

However, Yang Ming clearly had seen this gully on the right side of the road. He quietly and slowly shifted the car to the left until he drove past the gully, and then Yang Ming gradually returned to the right.

All of this looked natural and didn't cause any doubts. Moreover, Little Dorsk didn't think about it.

"It's quite remote here. Speed up. Stop them!" urged Edward.

Little Dorsk slammed on the gas pedal, and the Veracruz speeded up and drove forward. Unfortunately, it didn't go far before there was a loud bang. The Veracruz's entire front was planted in the ditch.

Little Dorsk and Edward almost vomited blood by this sudden and violent collision.

"Damn! What happened?" Little Dorsk cursed.

Fortunately, this ditch wasn't very deep, otherwise, tomorrow the newspaper would publish news that two foreigners drove into the ditch and died.

Edward was a retired mercenary. He had a strong ability to respond to changes. He quickly opened the door, jumped out of the car, and Little Dorsk also jumped out.

"F*ck!" Little Dorsk yelled. How is there a ditch here? And there were no warning signs which made Little Dorsk depressed for a moment.

But the van in front didn't fall in.

However, Little Dorsk didn't think much about it. He just thought that the person driving the Jinbei in front might be a local. The people who were familiar with the roads in the vicinity knew that there was construction.

And the two of them were foreigners. In this pitch-black place, there was only darkness in front of their eyes. They didn't know anything, and then they were planted in the ditch. Even Edward didn't think that Shu Ya and the person driving the car in front of them would be suspicious of their tracking. They would mostly regard them as reporters and not think otherwise.

When Yang Ming passed the gully that was being repaired, Shu Ya was shocked. "Why are there no warning signs when gully was dug here? What if a car falls in?"

"I drove this way just because it isn't written here." Yang Ming's smile was somewhat laughing at the other's misfortune.

Shu Ya didn't quite understand the meaning of Yang Ming's words. She was pondering, but then she heard a bang, and the Veracruz behind them disappeared. Shu Ya instantly understood the meaning of Yang Ming's words... She looked at the back with a stupefied expression. She said after a while, "They fell into the gully?"

"That's probably the case..." Yang Ming snorted. "They followed so anxiously, and they didn't see where they're going. It serves them right to fall into the gully."

"Then they won't die, right?" Shu Ya was a little scared. Although she usually hated reporters, the reporters were only doing their jobs. If the reporters were killed because of this, she would still be guilty.

"If they died so be it. What does it have to do with us?" Yang Ming said indifferently. However, when he saw Shu Ya's pale face, he smiled and said, "Do not worry. The gully isn't deep, and their car's performance is OK. They won't die."

"That's good..." Shu Ya nodded reassuringly. She couldn't help but complain, "But, Yang Ming, you're really bad now..."

"En?" Yang Ming was stunned. "What do you mean I'm really bad now? When you first met me, was I not bad?"

Shu Ya was shocked and knew that she had slipped it out. She quickly said, "Didn't you say that you were a good student in junior high school?"

"Have I said that?" Yang Ming scratched his head and shook his head in a confused way.

When Shu Ya returned to the hotel, the sky had already turned to a gray dawn. After Yang Ming and Shu Ya said goodbye, he instructed the underlings responsible for safety in the hotel so that they could pay close attention to Shu Ya's safety.

Later, Yang Ming drove the van and circumvented to the road that was under repair. Far from the gully, he stopped the van and walked over to the gully.

In the middle of the night, there weren't cars passing by on this road. Edward and Little Dorsk were anxious! Although the car was only rented from the leasing company, it wouldn't be a big deal to pay for the damages. However, most of their luggage was in the trunk of the car. There were no taxis passing by. They couldn't just leave their things behind and leave. They would have to wait for dawn depressingly so that the rental company could send over a rescue car.

Yang Ming had already flipped his coat inside out before putting it back on, believing that these two foreigners' observation of Asians wasn't so keen.

Yang Ming pretended to walk by inadvertently. After passing by the car of Edward and Little Dorsk, he cried out in surprise, "God, how is there a car accident?"

"Hey!" Edward desperately waved to Yang Ming and said a long list of English words. The general idea was this: help, they have come into an accident.

Yang Ming's English foundation wasn't bad. Plus with a burst of cramming after becoming an assassin, at least communicating with people wasn't a problem.

"What's wrong with you? How did you fall in here?" Yang Ming used blunt English, pretended to be vigilant and said, "Who are you?"

"We are foreign tourists. We accidentally drove into the gully. Can you please help us find someone to get the car out? Rest assured. We will definitely reward you!" said Edward.

"Tourists?" Yang Ming sneered in his heart, Sure enough, they aren't reporters. These two people were obviously wandering. Why would the tourists track my van?

However, Yang Ming was also very puzzled. These two people were not aiming for me. Yang Ming directly faced these two people because he wanted to test them. If these two people came to find him, then they would've taken the opportunity to kill him. If they weren't looking for him, then they didn't know him.

Obviously, these two people don't know me, or else, they wouldn't talk so much with me. But who are these two people looking for? Is it Shu Ya?