Chapter 205: The Jedi Strikes Back

From childhood to adulthood, Liu Xiaoming has been a decent child. When I was in elementary school, I was the captain of the two-bar squadron, in middle school, I was the representative of the physics department in the class, in high school, I was a member of the sports committee, and the police university was the organizing committee member of the class.

But at this moment, Liu Xiaoming's heart was about to jump to his throat, and he even felt that if he didn't hold his breath, it seemed as if his heart was going to jump out of his throat in the next moment. The driver of that Jinbei van is absolutely above him, and can put a total weight of 2. 7 tons with a displacement of only 2. The 4 is as wild as a formula race, and if the driver isn't crazy, he's at least a quasi-professional. Fortunately, this old American-made imported Copache is quite powerful, and several times it was about to be rubbed into the back of the car by the golden cup, but it was safely saved from danger.

The traffic flow in the ancient city is very large, and the displacement advantage of chasing Kopache in the front and rear is not obvious, and when he is about to reach the southern ring road in the city, Liu Xiaoming's heart is horizontal, and he suddenly turns, turning and driving towards the elevated ramp. After listening to the harsh tire ground friction sound of the Jinbei car behind him, he actually completed an extremely dangerous drifting operation in the state of leaving the ground with both left wheels, and finally accelerated in gear, and saw that he was about to catch up on the ramp.

Liu Xiaoming glanced behind him from the rearview mirror, and suddenly turned pale: "What kind of fucking outlaws are these?

Li Yundao pulled the seat belt with both hands, glanced back, and suddenly felt horrified in his heart: "Be careful!" While leaning forward, he didn't forget to stretch out his left hand and press Liu Xiaoming's head hard. Go. When Liu Xiaoming's head hit the steering wheel, he heard the sound of gunshots and glass shattering behind him.

"Wow, is this a dream or a Hollywood blockbuster?" Liu Xiaoming buried his head, but his hands and feet never stopped, his right hand slammed on the accelerator, and the tachometer suddenly hit the red line warning position, but the car rushed out like an arrow.

Li Yundao took advantage of the chaos to glance at the rearview mirror behind him, and sure enough, he saw two bodies leaning out of the Jinbei car, and each person had a modified earthen gun, just listening to the voice Li Yundao knew that this was not the kind of ordinary earthen gun used for hunting in the mountains, but a big killer that could definitely fire special bullets after being professionally modified. The specifications of the bullets produced by this kind of folk black workshop are different, but they all have a fatal point, that is, once they enter the body, the bullet may burst, and then countless fragments of metal shrapnel will follow the blood flow all the way to the heart, and the person who is shot will definitely die. Li Yundao also saw Hui You's guy change his gun on the mountain, so he had a little understanding of this kind of hot weapon.

The people in the back seemed to be determined to kill the two people in front of them, and the high-speed bullets fired frantically at the police car, and some of the bullets actually exploded at the one that just touched the body, leaving countless small scratches on the body.

"Command Center Command Center, I am Liu Xiaoming of the Criminal Police Detachment, my colleague Li Yundao and I were shot by unknown gangsters on the South Ring Road, the gangsters have strong firepower, and we asked for support. Repeated, the gangsters have strong firepower and ask for reinforcements. Liu Xiaoming saw that the situation was not right, and immediately called the command center for help through the communication equipment on the car.

What made Liu Xiaoming desperate was that there was not even a trace of sound in the communication equipment. "No, I'll go, drop the chain for me at this time?" Liu Xiaoming immediately hated the guys in charge of procurement and technology in the bureau.

Li Yundao kept looking down to observe the situation of the golden cup behind him, and suddenly opened the glove box in the passenger seat, which contained a wrench, a twenty-centimeter Phillips screwdriver, and a stainless steel fitness ball weighing with his hand, which was probably forgotten in the car by an old criminal policeman in the bureau.

The people in the car behind fired at the police car again, shattering the windshield on one side, and the glass slag at one end of the two fell to the two of them, and Liu Xiaoming was cut by the glass on his forehead.

", fight!" reached out and touched a handful of blood on his head, and Liu Xiaoming's bloodiness was also aroused.

Li Yundao roared: "Don't worry, you increase the speed of the car." Without the side window, the speed of the car was close to one hundred and sixteen, and the wind noise was as loud as thunder, Li Yundao gestured at Liu Xiaoming a few things in his hand, and Liu Xiaoming immediately understood. But he felt behind him and found a wrongly maintained Type 92 police gun.

Li Yundao took the joke, but stuck the gun in his waist behind him in Liu Xiaoming's stunned. In the high-speed driving state that is now close to 180 yards, the effect of a six-# four-style is not as good as the stainless steel fitness ball that Li Yundao holds in his hand can come in handy.

Liu Xiaoming probably also understood what Li Yundao meant, and increased the speed a little with one foot of the accelerator, and the body instantly gave way to the leftmost lane, Li Yundao quickly picked out the screwdriver with the cross opening, the cross tip was facing backwards, and he let go without hesitation.

Despite the loud wind noise, the two of them still faintly heard a scream, and the intensity of the gunfire was immediately much smaller, and the next time they observed the gold cup behind, only the tattooed man in the passenger seat was still leaning over and holding a handful of earth guns and firing wildly.

Liu Xiaoming repeated the old trick again, the car gave way to the right lane, asked Li Yundao to hand him the wrench, and then let go when he slowed down suddenly.

The black fat man slammed to the left and struck the direction, the body deviated, and the iron wrench rubbed against the scalp of the tattooed male python, so shocked that the python was still trembling when he sat back in the passenger seat.

"What kind of police are these dog days, the whole is a Chinese version of Rambo, fuck, Lao Tzu's eyes, I'm cāo# your ancestor's Peng Long, Lao Tzu's eyes......" Brother Leopard covered his eyes and screamed, a lot of blood oozed from between his fingers from time to time, and the Phillips screwdriver was inserted diagonally from his left eye, and from close to his left temple came a rusty steel body.

The eunuch was so frightened on the side that he was at a loss, and he just kept shouting "Brother Leopard, Brother Leopard".

The python glanced at Brother Leopard, hatefully changed the bullet and fired a few shots at the car in front of him, and then gritted his teeth and said to the black fat man: "Send Brother Leopard to the hospital first." ”

"No, you can't go to the hospital. "Although Brother Leopard counts his eyes, his brain is not bad yet. Among the four of them, who is not a wanted criminal waiting to eat a gun, even the most timid eunuch has a few lives in his hands.

The black fat man glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw that Brother Leopard's bloody face was really hideous, and struggled: "Is it okay not to send it to the hospital?" Brother Leopard, this injury is not an ordinary abrasion, even if the brothers who put in a bullet or something, they will come out with a pair of tweezers, what is this thing about?" The black fat man glanced at the rusty screwdriver again. There is another sentence he didn't say, he was stabbed by this screwdriver, and Da Luo Immortal probably wouldn't live.