Wang Xiang held the escort car and quickly rammed into the crowd.

Along the way, Wang Xiang looked coldly at the innocent people who were hit by the escort car.

It's not that Wang Xiang is cold-blooded, it's just that at this time, in order to delay the tail that comes up behind, you always have to pay some price.

Wang Xiang also admitted that hurting the innocent is a cruel practice!

However, Wang Xiang will not condemn himself.

Originally, I just wanted to make good money, and in the end I just dreamed of becoming a rich man.

Be a groom every day, change a bride every day! live in a mansion and drive a trench, and there are huge deposits in the bank that earn interest.

Is it demanding?

What I am doing now is completely forced out by the Indians.

It can be said that because of this incident, Wang Xiang has no good impression of India at all.

Therefore, hurting the innocent can only blame them for their bad luck, and they can only blame them for their slow reaction and can't hide!

"Mr. Wang, the garbage in the back didn't keep up!" Manager Mo kept paying attention to the back, and saw that the Indian police behind him seemed to be blocked by the injured crowd, and said excitedly.

Wang Xiang didn't reply, but narrowed his eyes and said to the driver: "Speed up, crash over!"

The driver saw three motorcycle police cars running in front of him at some point, and several armed policemen hiding behind the cars, and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate with some sadness.

Those untouchables who were injured and killed before may be suppressed with the caste rights of their own families.

The most likely thing is that you can't be a police officer, and you can also join the government.

However, if he killed the policemen in front of him, he didn't know what kind of situation he would be in in the future.

However, he knew that if he didn't listen now, he would never have a future.

"Old Mo, you come over with a gun and look at him!" Wang Xiang commanded.

Manager Mo hurriedly walked over, raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed at the driver.

"If he doesn't obey, shoot him directly!"

Listening to Wang Xiang's cold instructions, Manager Mo nodded a little panickedly and responded, "I understand!"

Wang Xiang turned his head and said to Guo Lin: "Your side, my side!"

Guo Lin made an OK gesture to show that he understood!

Looking at Wang Xiang's on-the-spot command, Guo Lin had greater confidence in getting out.

Seeing Guo Lin gesture back, Wang Xiang didn't say anything more, but turned off the pistol safety and inserted it into his waist.

Throw the assault gun in front, open the safety and pull the bolt, then aim the gun in both hands to the side in front of the front.

Looking at Wang Xiang's skillful movements, Guo Lin's eyes froze.

Then, concentrate on getting ready.

"Bang Bang Bang~!"

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

Seeing that the escort car had no intention of slowing down at all, the six armed policemen hiding behind the motorcycle police body couldn't help but shoot.

"Knock~~~!"

The car crashed into the motorcycle, and the police, who were hiding behind the car, couldn't help but scatter in both sides at the last moment.

Wang Xiang's eyes froze, and his index finger pulled the trigger.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

Wang Xiang fired four shots in succession.

"Bang Bang Bang ~ Bang Bang ~"

Guo Lin also fired five shots in a row when Wang Xiang's gunfire stopped.

"Old Mo, are you okay?" Wang Xiang said with a light smile.

"I'm fine, but the policeman who was driving the car was shot in his right hand, and it seems to have broken the entire bone. Old Mo said with palpitations.

"Good marksmanship!" Wang Xiang said with a smile to Guo Lin.

"General!" Guo Lin was a little depressed, and he shot two policemen without any protection with five shots.

The opponent shoots four shots, and kills four!

Guns hit the head!

Even if those Indian policemen are wearing iron helmets, it is estimated that they will not escape death!

At such a close distance, the bullets of the assault gun can definitely penetrate the helmet.

You know, this is not a bloody TV series!

A pistol can penetrate a helmet within 20 meters! Not to mention an assault rifle?

"It's not ordinary, five shots can solve two targets, you can be regarded as a sharpshooter!" Wang Xiang said with a smile.

Five shots can take out two targets, and it is indeed a sharpshooter!

Wang Xiang was able to shoot the head with a gun, relying on the control of martial arts skills, the combat experience of primary military combat skills, and the proficiency of firearms in primary firearms mastery skills, and the superposition of these three skills created such amazing results.

Real combat is different from movies and TV series, and ten bullets can kill an opponent, which is definitely a master.

Wang Xiang once read a news that Uncle Sam's soldiers from country M fought in the West Asian battlefield a few years ago, killing an average of one enemy, and soldiers from country M needed to fire 250,000 bullets............

250,000 bullets.........

You can crush a person to death!

Of course, it was a battlefield battle, a small-scale battle, and generally more than a hundred rounds of ammunition could take out an enemy.

Wang Xiang looked at the Indian policeman who was bleeding from his right hand and his face was gradually pale, and found that the other party was in a bad spirit, and he was reluctantly controlling the car with one left hand.

After walking for more than a minute, the car began to shake from side to side, and Wang Xiang said decisively: "Pull over!"

The driver pulled over with some difficulty.

When the car came to a complete stop, Wang Xiang raised his assault gun and shot the driver in the head with cold eyes.

"Get ready to get off!"

When Guo Lin and Manager Mo heard this, they turned off the insurance of the guns, and then prepared to get out of the car.

"Old Mo, you wait and get out of the car. Guo Lin, throw away the assault!" Wang Xiang suddenly shouted.

Guo Lin turned his head and glanced at Wang Xiang, and when he saw the coldness in Wang Xiang's eyes, he seemed to understand something.

Then, throwing away the assault in his hand, he opened the car door directly and jumped in.

Wang Xiang looked at Manager Mo and said calmly: "Pick up the gun, and then give each of them a shot in the head!"

Manager Mo glanced up at Wang Xiang, and then nodded.

Manager Mo picked up the assault gun, opened the insurance with a cat-like look, and then aimed the gun at one of the three policemen who fainted in the car.

Manager Mo was heartbroken, closed his eyes tightly, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang Bang Bang ~ Bang Bang Bang~~~"

"Click~~"

Within seconds, Manager Mo emptied the remaining twenty-five rounds of ammunition in the assault gun.

Feeling that there was no bullet spit out from the assault in his hand, Manager Mo couldn't help but open a trace of his eyes and peek at it.

"Ahh

Manager Mo hurriedly closed his eyes again!

Wang Xiang shouted: "Either you stay, or you open your eyes and stare at me!"

Hearing this, Manager Mo's body trembled, and then he opened his eyes and stared at the corpse that was already bloody and fleshy.

Manager Mo felt as if his stomach was a little rebellious, but unfortunately, before he could start vomiting, he was stopped by Wang Xiang.

"Don't throw up! You have to endure it! If you throw up, I won't take you with you when the impact gets out!"

Lao Mo had no choice but to endure it, and then looked at Wang Xiang.

Wang Xiang said calmly: "Remember! You have killed people now! We are now the real people of the road!"

Manager Mo nodded.

Wang Xiang handed over the assault gun hanging on his body.

"Kill the other two too!"

Manager Mo looked at Wang Xiang and asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't I already kill one?"

"The remaining two are to make you get used to the feeling of killing!" Wang Xiang said indifferently.

Manager Mo silently took the assault gun, and then turned around.