Chapter 778: Gunshots in the middle of the night

An unexpected impact made the front of the van sink in, and Yang Dong and their old-fashioned van did not even have an airbag, although Yang Dong took the brakes in a timely manner, but his chest was still stuffed on the steering wheel, under the severe pain, Yang Dong had difficulty breathing, and he always felt that his breath was blocked in his chest and he couldn't breathe, and the intense pain also made his eyes black.

"Bang dang!"

Luo Han shook his head, took a few steps under the car, and helped Yang Dong down: "Dongzi!

After the impact, Huang Shuo's face was covered with blood in the car, and after getting out of the car, he also carried the circlip knife in his hand, and went straight to the Asian dragon, dragging it four or five times in a row before pulling open the car door that had been deformed by the impact, and put the big circlip in his hand straight on Li Chunqiao's chest: "Fuck you, get out of the car for me!"

"Brother, buddy, what's wrong?" Li Chunqiao was also bleeding from his nose with airbags at the moment, and after raising his hand, he stood under the car with shortness of breath: "I am the foreman of the nearby demolition site, and I came here at night to check the demolition situation, I really didn't know there would be a car here!"

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the Santana driven by Tian Jiang and the others was already rolling up smoke and dust, and was speeding towards this side.

"Xiao Shuo, don't pull the calf! Let's go!" Yang Dongqiang endured the sharp pain in his chest, looked at the headlights behind him and opened his mouth to shout, then glanced at the scrapped van again, and ran towards a nearby ruin.

"Bang!"

Huang Shuo saw Yang Dong stepping forward, angrily smashed a knife on Li Chunqiao's head, and then chased after a few people.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Li Chunqiao saw Yang Dong and them running away, and after hesitating for a moment, he also turned around and disappeared into the ruins.

"Squeak!"

After driving Santana's big cypress stepped on the brakes, he was the first to push the car door and rushed quickly in the direction of Yang Dong and their escape.

"Little B cub, don't run!" Da Biao stood on the side of the road, looked at several figures in front of him, and suddenly raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A gunshot echoed in the night for a long time.

"This group of mad dogs!" Huang Shuo heard the gunshots behind him, turned his head to look at the crowd behind him, and was about to turn around with a knife: "Brother, you go first! I'll stay!"

"What to stay! stupid!" Yang Dong pressed Huang Shuo's head and pushed it to the side, looking at Tian Jiang and his group who were chasing after him: "Let's run separately! Hurry up!"

After that, Yang Dong pushed Huang Shuo violently, and then ran in the direction of another ruin.

"Brother Jiang, they dispersed!" Da Bai looked at the scattered figures and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Da Biao, the three of us, each chasing one! Xiao Wu and Xiao Sa chasing one! The other party only cares about running, and there must be no gun in his hand! After finishing the work, go back to the residence to gather!" At this moment, everyone is in the demolition area of the black rumbling dong, and they can't tell who is who, so they chase in the direction where one of the figures disappeared.

As the crowd dispersed, Da Biao carried the imitation of May Fourth in his hand, went straight to the direction where Yang Dong disappeared, and began to run like a big wolf dog.

......

After Yang Dong was separated from the rest of the people, after running for less than twenty seconds, he felt a terrible pain in his chest, and in his throat, there was always a smell of blood like rust.

Just when Yang Dong was about to stop in place to catch his breath, Da Biao behind had already chased after him from afar, and after seeing a figure in front of him, he raised his hand to raise his gun, and Yang Dong saw the movement of a figure behind him, and he also rushed to the side of the road with an arrow step, stepping on the window sill that had removed the window frame, and dodged into the ruins of the building that had demolished the top two floors.

After Yang Dong entered the door, he tripped over the stones all over the ground, fell on his stomach in an instant, and his arm was also scratched by the construction waste on the ground with countless wounds, and at this moment he didn't have time to observe his injury, after hearing the footsteps outside the window, he picked up a brick and squatted in the shadow behind the corner of a doorway.

"Plop!"

Yang Dong had just squatted down, and there was already the sound of footsteps falling to the ground at the window outside, and then the sound of Sisuo's footsteps gradually became clearer, and outside the room, there was also a flashlight of light.

A few seconds later, the light of the mobile phone's own flashlight had illuminated the open space in front of Yang Dong, Da Biao held the mobile phone in his left hand, held the gun in his right hand, stepped past the door, and glanced inside.

"I'll fuck your uncle!" Yang Dong suddenly jumped up from the ground the moment Da Biao entered the door, raised the brick in his hand, and smashed it horizontally on Da Biao's head, Da Biao also instinctively lowered his head while seeing Yang Dong's movements.

"Bang!"

The brick smashed into the corner of the wall, breaking into two pieces in response, and Da Biao immediately raised the gun in his hand after dodging Yang Dong's blow.

"Bang!"

At the same time as Da Biao pulled the trigger, Yang Dong grabbed his wrist and pushed it outward, and the bullet hit the wall, leaving a coin-sized pit and sand and gravel splashing.

"Bang!"

After Yang Dong grabbed Da Biao's wrist with one hand, he punched him in the face, and Da Biao also used the palm of the mobile phone to start fighting back at Yang Dong's head.

"your grandma! I'm going to kill you today!" Da Biao was punched twice by Yang Dong in the face, his nose was bleeding, and he found that his strength was not as good as Yang Dong's, so he immediately had a flash of inspiration, put his right leg against the wall, and kicked forward violently.

"Goo-dong!"

Under the push of Da Biao's huge force, Yang Dong leaned back, and was directly pressed to the ground by Da Biao's flying pounce, while the back of his head touched the ground, his eyes turned white for a while, and he felt that his stomach was churning and wanted to vomit, even in such an uncomfortable situation, Yang Dong still held Da Biao's arm and refused to let go, because if he let go at this time, with Da Biao's character, he would definitely die.

"Fuck you, fuck me!" Da Biao pressed on Yang Dong, and pulled back the hand that took the gun twice, but he didn't pull it back, and the other fist began to smash Yang Dong's face, and Yang Dong was smashed several times in a row by Da Biao, and he also felt that his face was swollen, and while carrying Da Biao's fist, his free hand also began to grope on the ground, and soon grabbed a fist-sized brick, and then slammed it over there.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Yang Dong was relaxed, Da Biao also pulled his hand back again, and his fingers unconsciously pulled the trigger, making a loud sound.

The gunshot sounded like thunder, ringing in the empty room, and the violent tinnitus made Yang Dong instantly deaf, but under the strong desire to survive, he still held on to half of the broken brick, and the muscles of his arm were tense, and he smashed it angrily at the side face of Da Biao.

"Goo-dong!"

Da Biao was hit on the side of his face, and under the skin and flesh turned out, he immediately bled like an infusion, rolled directly off Yang Dong's body, and fell to the ground panting.

"Fluttering!"

Yang Dong knocked Da Biao down with one blow, and raised the stone in his hand again, ready to smash it a second time.

"Fuck your mother!" Although Da Biao was cut off by Yang Dong's head and his eyebrows, if he was a normal person, he would definitely be lying on his stomach, but his current state is already a little sick, plus he has smoked something before, so he doesn't know the pain at all, seeing Yang Dong get up, gritted his teeth and scolded, and raised the gun again.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Dong saw Da Biao's movements, and the brick in his hand instantly turned around and smashed it against his palm.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound, Da Biao's finger was hit by a brick, and the imitation of May Fourth also flew out of his hand in the impact.

"Brush!"

Yang Dong flew the gun in Da Biao's hand, raised his hand again, and prepared to make up for Da Biao's head, after all, in the face of this kind of mentally disordered player, Yang Dong would never dare to relax his vigilance before he was completely present, and Da Biao has been mixed in society for so many years, although his physical fitness is a little wasted, but the basic common sense of fighting is still there, and when he saw Yang Dong raise his hand, he immediately curled his legs and pressed them against his chest.

"Bang!"

With Da Biao's legs exerting force, a rabbit kicked the eagle and directly kicked Yang Dong out more than two meters away, Da Biao waited for Yang Dong to fall to the ground, did not entangle, turned his head and climbed in the direction where the imitation of May Fourth was.

"Stomp, stomp!"

After Yang Dong was kicked away by Da Biao, he saw that he was still about to continue picking up the gun, hesitated for less than a second, turned his head and ran, and jumped out directly along the back window of the building.

"Little B cub, you stop me! I have to kill you today!" Da Biao turned his head and saw Yang Dong running away, got up from the ground with a pedal belt, carried the imitation of May Fourth, and instantly chased in the direction where Yang Dong disappeared.

It stands to reason that in terms of Da Biao's physical fitness of sucking D all the year round, he is definitely not comparable to Yang Dong who is fitness all year round in terms of physical fitness, but on this night, Da Biao, who suffers from mental illness, completely showed a pathological persistence, and in less than five seconds when Yang Dong just jumped out of the window, Da Biao gritted his teeth and chased out, and his brain began to chase Yang Dong on the road.

The two of them ran all the way for about ten minutes, and they had already left the demolition area and ran outside the gate of a nearby furniture factory, and Yang Dong's figure was completely exposed to the lights at the factory gate.

"Buzz!"

At the moment when Yang Dong was about to rush through the factory gate, a worker who had just gotten off work and was about to go home also drove out of the factory compound on a motorcycle, and the driving position was impartial, which happened to be the direction where Yang Dong was.

"Didi!"

The middle-aged man riding a motorcycle saw Yang Dong blocking his side, and immediately pinched the brakes, but the motorcycle, which had a problem with the brakes, didn't brake at all, and went straight to Yang Dong and crashed into it.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Yang Dong was pushed more than two meters away by the motorcycle, rolled and fell to the ground, his arms and half of his cheeks rubbed against the concrete floor, and they were all bloodstained.

"Little B, run! keep running!"

Da Biao, who was already running profusely, howled excitedly after seeing Yang Dong being hit by a motorcycle, with a sickly smile, and ran over with a gun.

"Young man, young man, how are you, are you alright?" Although the motorcycle driver also fell, because he was wearing a helmet and the fall was not heavy, he ran towards Yang Dong with a step.

"Don't come here! Run!" Yang Dong looked at the middle-aged man who was coming to his side, shouted loudly, and then stood up on the ground.

"Bang!"

At the same time, Da Biao, who was already less than ten meters away from Yang Dong, pulled the trigger on Yang Dong without hesitation.

"Holy!!"

The middle-aged man, who was about to run over to observe Yang Dong's injury, was stunned on the spot after seeing the blood mist bursting from his body.