On the helicopter, the servicemen in camouflage uniforms hanging by the door, after repeating "please stop" twice, saw no effect, held their rifles in their hands and fired at the black sedan speeding on the ground.

Click, the glass of a shop shattered, and the people in the room screamed.

Cher drives the half-used van and begins to swing erratically from side to side to avoid more bullets from landing on the car. Even so, the car on the left side was hit many times, a rearview mirror was shattered to pieces, and only the black frame was still attached to the car, rocking up and down.

The customs officer pulled out the pistol he was carrying. This pistol was only available after he became a gang leader, and although he had inexplicably stepped down, the pistol was still there. He poked his head out of the window and returned fire as he looked at the helicopter in the air.

After three shots, the kwan immediately retracted his head and lay on his back in a chair.

The flower cat no longer stood on Cher's shoulder, and slipped under the legs of the two of them at some point, and was accompanied by Ah Hei who was lying on the ground.

With a bang, several bullets shattered the window glass, and shards rushed in.

The customs guest immediately faced Cher, holding his collar up high, trying to cover Cher's body as much as possible. Two shards of glass slashed through his ear, and a bullet passed under his flank.

There was a faint pain in the wound, but the passer didn't care. He still maintained this posture, and used his back as a shield to resist the rain of bullets.

Cher couldn't let him do that. After a sharp turn, the car drifted into a narrow street. Since there are two or three storey buildings on both sides, the view of the car is temporarily invisible to those sitting in the helicopter.

Although he couldn't see the target clearly, it didn't prevent him from shooting. The rifle's head never stopped, and the rhythmic clatter sounded all the time. The walls of the buildings on the ground were splashed with a layer of debris.

Occasionally, a few pedestrians were strolling, and at this time they were also frightened, looking for houses everywhere to take refuge.

When the car appeared in view, the servicemen in camouflage uniforms on the plane immediately aimed at strafing. Not a single bullet missed, and all the bullets swept around the corner, in the corner of a small two-story building. The camouflage-uniformed soldier also wanted to strafe a round when the half-old black car, a beautiful drift to the left, turned into another narrow lane.

The view was obscured by the many buildings, and the people on the helicopter were so angry that they swept the ground with guns to vent the anger in his heart. After a round of strafing, there was naturally nothing, just a well-hit wall, and a lot of rubble and debris fell.

Naturally, the helicopter could not easily let go of the target, chasing the rapid black shadow looming in the alley, and did not relax for a moment.

After the plane followed three or four alleys, the soldier in camouflage uniform suddenly noticed that on a four-story building not far ahead, there seemed to be a figure standing, and it should be a woman. The man looked up at the moon in the sky and seemed to enjoy it. Her eyes seemed to be still open, as if they were absorbing the moonlight.

The serviceman in camouflage uniform was momentarily curious and temporarily gave up his intention to pull the trigger. He opened his eyes and looked closely. As the helicopter approached, the military realized that it seemed to be a beautiful robot. The upper body was wearing a black student uniform, and the off-duty body was wearing a black miniskirt, and a pair of slender and fair legs were exposed to the air like this.

The soldier was looking in a daze, when he saw the beautiful robot's head move. She slowly looked over to this direction and slowly raised her hand.

The soldier thought that when she was dancing, she saw that the other party's white little hand turned into an empty black hole, and in a flash of fire, a *** rushed out, and flew towards the helicopter with a roar.

Soldiers have seen many kinds of weapons and ammunition before, so they don't know anything about what is flying fast. With his big frightened eyes open, he shouted at the people in the helicopter: "Hurry up! Get out of the way!"

The pilot also saw something flying at this time, and hurriedly controlled the helicopter to dodge to the side. It's just that *** came too fast, it came too suddenly, and it was too late to adjust the action at this time. The wings hovering in the center exploded into a ball of flames in the air with a bang, and it fell.

Guan Ke looked at the flame in the sky, still not understanding what was happening. When he saw that the helicopter had fallen, he thought it was safe for the time being. Cher drove the car, and after leaving the alley, she came to a flat avenue. The fire in the air behind him was gone, and only the thicker black smoke had not yet dissipated.

The rooftops around the house were empty, how could there be the figure of the female robot, so the customs officer even more wondered why the helicopter suddenly caught fire. After he heard a roar, the helicopter turned into a ball of flames, and he didn't see any figures on top of the tall buildings, so he took it for granted that the helicopter might have some kind of malfunction.

When the customs officer wanted to stop the car and investigate, he saw that many white or black cars suddenly appeared in the direction of left, right, and back, and the front of the car did not have any logo of a car manufacturer.

In the front of the vehicle, one or two people had already leaned out of the window with their upper bodies and pointed their machine guns at the car where the passengers were.

"Xue'er, someone is here again, drive faster!" Guan Ke couldn't help but say anxiously.

The car, which caught up from behind, was the first to shoot. Behind the ass of the godfather's black car, there was a splash of first-class strings of flame brilliance.

Even listening to the continuous gunfire around her, Xue'er did not have the slightest panicked look on her face. She glanced at the fuel tank scale, which floated above the zero scale line, and kept shaking as she went up and down. "The car ran out of gas. And the car is too old to be faster. ”

With a pop, the left tire in the back was blown up by the bullet, and the car tilted to the left, and the deflated tire rubbed sharply against the ground, leaving a deep mark.

The traffic in three directions was very close to them in the blink of an eye, but it was two or three hundred meters. After another pop, the Godfather's old wheel broke again. This time, the speed of the two of them drove even slower.

The passenger's heart pounded as he stared at the approaching, unmarked vehicles. He felt that they could not escape, and he did not know what would wait for him later, and a trace of fear could not help but rise in his heart. Looking back at Xue'er, I found that she still looked at ease and calm, with a pair of deep eyes looking straight ahead.

Cher drove slowly along the road to the north. The three streams of traffic behind quickly converged at the traffic intersection and chased after the car in front of them, which was no longer able to run.

The road ahead is lined with commercial buildings, and there should be supermarkets and other stores. Just when Guan Ke thought that the two of them were about to be surrounded, a group of people suddenly appeared in the gates on both sides. They were all wearing black suits and holding *** in their hands.

The men in black were still pouring out of the doorways on both sides, and in the blink of an eye, they were already standing on both sides of the road. Not only that, but in the corridors upstairs, including on the roof, there were also men in black, among whom stood on the roof of the building, who was not tall, but had knotted muscles and carried heavy weapons on his shoulders.

Cher drove a limping car past the black-clothed people on both sides of the road, and saw gunfire. Four or five strong men standing on a high place launched a small *** together, blowing up the nearest vehicle they were chasing. The sound of explosions continued, and black smoke accompanied by firelight rose into the sky.

The wreckage of the vehicle in front blocked the intersection, causing the cars that were following behind to stop. A group of people got out of the car one after another, and under the cover of the vehicle, they frantically shot at the people on both sides of the tall building in front.

All of a sudden, the gunfire was like a cannon battle at twelve o'clock during the New Year, and it rang out here and there at the same time, crackling and playing. The flame streamer looks very beautiful in the moonlight, but for those who are in it, it means more danger to their lives.

A white sedan came from the side and stopped the black sedan that Cher was driving.

With his gun in both hands, sweat on his forehead, he sat motionless in the car. He didn't know if the white car was friend or foe, so he wanted to wait for the people in the car to get down.

Xue'er didn't have so many worries, just opened the car door and walked down.

Guan Ke saw her calm demeanor, and the tension in his heart was temporarily relieved. He followed and opened the car door and walked beside Cher.

The door of the white sedan also opened, and a young man in a white suit stepped out. Guan Ke saw that his face was familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The young man was dark-skinned and had been visibly exposed to the sun all year round. And his waist pole stood straight, and he looked like a soldier in terms of spirit. He lowered his head slightly, bowed slightly to the two of them, and then stepped aside.

Cher said "Thank you" in her magnetic and pleasant voice, and unceremoniously beckoned a cat and a dog to sit down.

The gateway went around to one side, opened the side door on the driver's side, and sat in as well.

Cher started the engine, and as soon as she stepped on the accelerator, the white sedan sped away like an arrow from the string, many times faster than the black half-used sedan just now.

The young man in the white suit was still standing there with his hands down, escorting them away. When Cher turned a corner, the young man walked towards the place where the gunfire was most intense.

The passenger, who was sitting in the car, looked at the young man's back, trying to find out when he had seen him. In less than three minutes, Guan Ke slapped his thigh and finally remembered who he was.

That person was a nephew of Director Zhu, and Guan Ke had a relationship with him.