467 Thunder Anti-Drug (3)

In the night, the neon color dominates, the dim light always makes people feel very soft, deep, urging people to calm down and think, think about life, think about philosophy, think about how to plan life in the future, but at this moment the environment of the old building, the whole shows the opposite and incongruity, people's faces do not have the quiet appearance under the neon, on the contrary, it is anxious, nervous, and exciting instead of the original neon should have.

Under the dark curtain, the smoke of the corridor, the tragic death of the grandmother, the injured members of the anti-drug team, and the Flying Tigers who were rushing upstairs, and the two groups of people who rushed to the rooftop at this moment.

The little brothers who took the lead of the plane were the first to bear the brunt, kicking open the wooden door leading to the rooftop, this kind of breaking door can not withstand a kick from a young and strong adult man, even if it is locked, a kick can kick you down.

The rooftops of old buildings in Hong Kong will never be neatly presented in front of you, this is a city full of complexity, and the dense floors have already told you that it is not so simple.

There are a lot of sheds on the rooftop, tattered, I don't know if it will be blown down when I hang the wind signal, in addition to a lot of flowers, there are also a lot of clothes to be dried on the hangers, there may be more during the day, and now at this time it is basically almost collected, of course, not all, there are still some hanging in twos and threes ready to wash a shower at night.

Cluttered communication equipment and cables can be found everywhere, and everything densely packed together forms a cluttered rooftop environment. The plane and the others rushed forward one by one, and it didn't matter what would happen to the end, what other plan could he think of at this time, when he was in the corridor, he either ran down or fled up, and the Flying Tigers had already attacked at this time, and if he went down before, he would definitely die at this time, at least now he may have a glimmer of life on the rooftop.

People, you have to give yourself some hope to live, don't you?

Not long after breaking into the rooftop, the people of the anti-drug group also followed, everyone was very excited, and there was a firefight on the rooftop for a while, the plane and others did not fall in love, and they ran away while shooting, and the anti-drug group was like a hunting dog, risking being shot, pressing step by step, especially the boss of the anti-drug group, he always rushed to the front, as he said before the action, he was old, and these young men were different, their shoulders should be carrying flowers.

Just when the anti-drug team killed a backward drug dealer with one shot, several drug dealers who were originally divided into two ways also chased after them, not so much to catch up, but to escape, the Flying Tigers' anti-terrorist dress, just looking at it can bluff people, not to mention that they are all armed with MP5 murderous and majestic.

The drug dealers were a little hesitant at the time, they thought about whether to flee first after the soldiers were divided into two ways, or chase the tenacious guys of the anti-drug team and outflank them with the plane, they also felt that the odds of victory were very great, and it didn't take long for the bustle downstairs to make them feel that going downstairs was not a wise choice.

Originally, the boss of the anti-drug group was glad that these stupid drug dealers wanted to interfere with him in two ways, but the result was to reduce the burden on himself, with the attitude of catching the thief and catching the king first, the boss of the anti-drug group didn't have the heart to pay attention to those little minions at this time, he only felt that God had not yet driven himself out, and justice would always be favored, although he had to suffer some hardships halfway.

But at this moment, this ordeal is really coming up, when the drug dealers in the back are killed to the gate of the rooftop, the plane has already reached the edge, and the anti-drug team is in the middle, fortunately, there are enough bunkers on this chaotic rooftop, if it is a piece of red, then the three guns and two shots will have to die.

The continuous gunshots continued to sound, and the pots of innocent flowers were burst open by merciless bullets one after another, and the mud was flying, but fortunately, the stall had been closed at this time when the shark fin was drying on the roof of the building during the day, otherwise the police and bandits would make a fuss on it, and this would not be all over.

There are only three people in the anti-drug team, and these drug dealers are still holding guns in their hands, but their firepower is much greater than theirs, even if they hide behind the cement wall, they can't resist the plane's front and rear attacks.

"Come on, stinky strips! I want to kill them all! Now I'm going to give you this chance, come out! Hahaha!"

As soon as he saw that the brothers behind him were coming over in two ways, the plane was excited to come back and directly fight with the anti-drug team, and he secretly admired his ingenuity by mistake.

Under the scorching fire, the guns rained down, and the concrete walls were all punched out one by one, and the smoke and ash were muddy, which instantly enveloped the three policemen of the anti-drug team.

Most of them were shot, under such a strong attack, the number of people is small, the equipment is lacking, no one can withstand it, fortunately, they are all wearing body armor, avoiding the vital point, the boss of the anti-drug group is fighting back in embarrassment, while dragging the guy who was shot in the knee, for the first time, he felt that he was so powerless, so useless, he had just caught up with a temper, and now this temper is gone, and he is very remorseful, this black day has completely crushed the self-confidence he has cultivated over the years.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that he did not take this group of young people well, so that they died here in vain at a young age, they still have a long way to go, unlike his middle-aged people, their enthusiastic youth has not been fully released.

His mind was blank, except for the sound of bullets and the approaching drug dealers, the boss of the anti-drug team was at a loss for what to do at this moment. At the last moment of waiting for death, fortunately, the members of the Flying Tigers quietly arrived at the scene, and they charged into battle with loaded guns and ammunition. In the dark environment, where the bullets passed, the air currents suddenly cut through them, they were straight and powerful, full of strength and confidence, and hit the drug dealers steadily.

Several drug dealers who came up from the rear were completely unaware, and were instantly taken down by the Flying Tigers who rushed up from the rear, and the plane was far away, but it was too late to do anything, in addition to the frightened expression, there was also a non-stop escape by turning around, or surrendering, of course it was impossible, if you were so weak and cowardly, it was not good to go to work honestly, what kind of drugs did you sell, but at this moment, the plane suddenly felt like a dream.

It's like in a dream, or I'm dreaming, I'm really dreaming, I'm a little minions, but in a blink of an eye, I became a drug dealer who the police focused on, and I still have a gun in my hand and a guy working against them, all of this is unimaginable that with the original waste, he actually turned into a bandit, is this a dream? Just like a poor person who suddenly won tens of millions, could it be that the "richest man in tomatoes" that he watched two days ago has come true? This is definitely a dream.

It's like jumping off the top of a ten-story old building without thinking, and then suddenly opening your eyes, you are really dreaming, I am still the same self I used to be, the poor worm who has no future and relies on scattering some powder and slag for Big Brother.

No, it's not a dream! It's true, he turned over, and all of a sudden, he couldn't think of it, but now, he may be finished, if it weren't for this life and death, he never thought about calming down and slowing down this hard-won gain.

There was a street downstairs on this side of the plane, and it was five or six meters away from the building opposite, which was not far away, but it was actually impossible to say that he would jump over, and he was carrying a bag full of millions in his hand. Thankfully, there was a cable between the two buildings, like his own lifeline, until he jumped and grabbed the cable to climb to another floor, when the cable was broken by a bullet.

This is a thrilling picture, the height of more than ten floors, falling is definitely going to die, there is no such thing as death or cripplement, and the ending can only end in a break from cooking.

The bag in his hand was also pierced by a bullet, and the plane didn't know how much of the banknotes that were scattered in the air like snow were lost when the shot fell. At this moment, all he thought of was going back to the past and preserving his life, although he had grown, but such a passionate life did not seem to suit him.