Bud rice head.

Zhang Xianguang and the others exchanged less than ten shots with Chen Wenhao and the others, and the other party fell down and retracted the bud rice field.

"Damn, don't fight, the police will come as soon as the gunshots go off!" Zhang Xianguang immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Hurry up, Lao Pu cover!"

When the words fell, Zhang Xianhui, Lao Zhu, and He Zhengyuan passed quickly, and ran directly to the village, while Lao Pu and Yang Xin, who he was supporting, opened fire and continued to suppress in the direction of Chen Wenhao.

In the bud rice field, Chen Wenhao jumped to his feet and scolded: "These B breeders must have been waiting for the gunshots to sound just now! Dog basket, now the police have all been lured over!"

"Brother, let's go!" another guy shouted as he dragged Chen Wenhao.

"Fuck you, I'm not leaving, no one is leaving!" Chen Wenhao glared at the beads of his eyes, hid in the budding rice field, and shot frantically in the direction of Yang Xin and Lao Pu.

After the two sides exchanged a few more shots, more than a dozen policemen rushed out of the bud rice field deep in the dirt road, and they had already exchanged fire with Zhang Xianguang.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Zhang Xianguang turned around and dragged Yang Xin, and staggered with him and Lao Pu to the roadbed and arrived at the edge of the village.

"Go over there and get a few, there's gunfire over there!"

After Geng Fengxi chased him out, he pointed in the direction of Chen Wenhao and shouted a few words, and led the people to chase in the direction where Zhang Xianguang and the others fled.

After entering the village, the corners of Yang Xin's mouth were bleeding, his chin shell poked at Lao Pu's body, and he shouted in a hurried tone: "Brother, I seem to have been shot in the back!"

Lao Pu was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't JB care so much, now it's not dead, there's nothing to do, go out together!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as the words fell, two or three more police cars drove on the left side of the road around the village, and the speed was extremely fast, and the crushed ground floated up with puffs of dust.

On the path in the village, He Zhengyuan glanced back, and immediately shouted: "Xianguang is here!"

"Damn, just wait at this time, whoever can run can run out, hurry up!" Zhang Xianguang's anxious voice was hoarse, and his face was pale in response.

Yang Xin listened to the conversation between the two, his right leg suddenly dragged the ground, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother Park, Brother Park, you listen to me......!"

"Don't say it!"

"Brother Guang, put me down, my lower body is unconscious, listen to me, you two drag me, you will all die!" Yang Xin roared again excitedly.

"Smack!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xianguang dragged Lao Pu into the alley of the farmhouse, shot to block the police, and explained to Lao Pu: "Take him forward!"

"Kang!!"

Yang Xin lowered his head and shot himself in the calf.

Lao Pu and Zhang Xianguang were stunned on the spot.

"It's all to save my parents...... You are to fold it all here...... How can I explain to Brother Ze?!" Yang Xin cried and shouted: "Let's go, get out! Okay! Please......!"

Zhang Xianguang was stunned with his gun.

"Brother, come out and play...... Sooner or later, there will be this step...... After I killed Qiu Er, I haven't slept for a day...... Someone else has found my house...... Will my parents be okay in the end...... It's better than anything else...... I don't have anything to worry about, really...... Let's go!" Yang Xin pushed the wall, and after climbing down from Lao Pu's back, he poked his chin directly with the muzzle of the gun and shouted: "Or, I'll die here?!"

Zhang Xianguang's lips trembled.

"I don't necessarily have a capital crime, but if something happens to you, can you live?!ahhh

“…… Blame me, I'm radical!" Zhang Xianguang replied with red circles in his eyes, then grabbed Yang Xin's shoulder and said, "With me, Xiao Ze will not fall, and his company will not fall...... We still have a chance to meet!"

When the words fell, Zhang Xianguang let go of his palm, and with great guilt and chagrin in his heart, he turned around with Lao Pu, and strode in the direction of He Zhengyuan, Zhang Xianhui and others.

In the gloomy alley, Yang Xin sat on the cement platform of a family, taking out a bullet from his pocket, and muttered in a hoarse voice: "Brother Pu...... I wiped the soles of my shoes...... But why didn't you do it?"

"Well, that's probably what I should pay back......!"

When the words fell, Yang Xin poked his head out and shot indiscriminately in the direction that Geng Fengxi and the others were chasing, not to hurt people or attack the police, but to delay time.

After Yang Xin fired N shots in a row, Geng Fengxi and the others slowed down, and the three police cars that arrived did not know that Zhang Xianguang and other suspects had been divided into two groups, so they only rushed in the direction where the gunshots rang out.

After the stalemate between the two sides for less than a minute, Geng Fengxi judged from the firepower that there were only two people in the alley at most, so his heart was crossed, he was wearing body armor, and he waved his hand and shouted: "There is no one in the alley, rush over!"

"Hyper......

As soon as Yang Xin saw everyone rushing over, he immediately snatched up the bullet and shot it empty, and then waited for the bullet to continue to load the bullet clip, and dozens of policemen rushed over and pinned him in the alley.

"Take him to the car, and the others will continue to chase me!" Geng Fengxi only stopped for a short time, and then continued to chase in the distance.

Inside the alley.

Yang Xin's head was leaning against the wall, and the whole person was handcuffed by the police like a walking corpse, and he muttered with his eyes closed: "...... I have paid for the sins I have done...... God willing...... Bless my dad for not getting cancer......!"

……

Seven or eight minutes later, on the way to the county from the east end of the village, Zhang Xianguang and the others were exhausted, and when they were about to lose their ability to run, they suddenly saw a Poussin car parked on the side of the road without turning off.

After everyone was stunned, they were ready to take the driver hostage and leave, but found that there was no one in the car at all.

"!" After Zhang Xianguang came back to his senses, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Hurry up, get in the car and go!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone stepped into the car, and as soon as Zhang Xianguang turned around, he saw that at the door of a factory garbage station next to the village, a figure took off his mask from his face and picked up a glass silk bag thrown on the side of the road.

"Don't be stunned, let's go!" He Zhengyuan tugged on Zhang Xianguang.

When the words fell, Zhang Xianguang stepped into the car, and then Lao Zhu drove and ran directly onto the main road.

After everyone "picked up the car" and left, within two minutes, Geng Fengxi chased after him in a local police car and saw the man next to the garbage station.

"What are you doing?!" Geng Fengxi sat in the co-pilot, took a gun and shouted.

The man was wearing a very tattered dress, with a musty smell all over his body, lowered his head and picked up two pieces of broken angle iron, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?!"

After Geng Fengxi saw the other party's face, he was taken aback on the spot, because his face was full of the kind of burns and scars that had been burned by the fire.

"Didn't you hear any gunshots?!" the local detective asked with a frown.

"What does the gunfire have to do with me? I'......m just picking up rags!" The man pointed in the opposite direction of Zhang Xianguang and the others and said, "Ran over there!"

Geng Fengxi saw that the man was calm and calm, and he was indeed carrying a glass filament bag containing waste in his hand, coupled with the appearance on his face, he didn't look like a criminal involved in the shootout, so he waved his hand and urged: "Chase!"

The man lowered his head and continued to pick up the garbage as if nothing had happened.

After driving less than a kilometer, Geng Fengxi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then turned around and said to the local criminal police: "You contact the people at the scene and ask them to go to the garbage station just now to see if the person who picked up the trash is still there!"

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

"Okay!"

About three minutes later, the local police replied that the person who picked up the junk was still looking for scrap, and Geng Fengxi was relieved after hearing this.

……

Ten more minutes.

After the person picking up the rags watched the police car carrying Yang Xin leave the village, he muttered hoarsely: "...... Brothers...... I'm a step too late!"

As the words fell, the man reached out and picked up the clown mask that was still in the garbage station, and left the scene calmly.