Maybe they are just the products of ordinary people who have been infinitely deified, or maybe the gods and Buddhas really exist. But where they are now is unknown. They sincerely burn incense and worship the Buddha every day, and every month they have to squeeze out a little bit of their salary to add incense oil to the Buddha, but when they really need to save their lives, where are the gods and Buddhas in the sky? Could it be that the Buddha, like people, can only share wealth and prosperity, but cannot share weal and woe? Could it be that even the Buddha can be selfish?

The Bangkok police trapped in the car panicked, banging on the windows one by one and screaming and shouting the name of Buddha and begging the Buddha to save their lives, and no longer had the swaggering demeanor of the previous 11 when they were hunted down. It's just that the Buddha didn't come, even though they were all devout believers, but at this moment, the Buddha abandoned them.

There was no Buddha to save their lives, all they could do was a bullet and a grenade. 11 smashed the glass of a car with a bullet, and then a grenade was thrown into the compartment. The police inspectors who were still in the carriage were frightened one by one, but they were very sad and powerless to watch the grenades explode in front of them. That feeling of powerlessness to wait for death is undoubtedly the most torturous punishment in the world.

As the sound of gunfire and grenade explosions continued to come from behind, the three souls of the police inspectors trapped in the police car in front of them were already frightened, and endless fear spread rapidly among them. These police inspectors all picked up a serviceable thing around them as if they were crazy, and frantically banged on the glass of the front and rear windows to escape. In the face of the approaching death, no one can still be calm and calm, and even some people roll down the window glass, desperately trying to squeeze out of that narrow gap. However, the gap between the door and the wall on either side is less than five centimeters, or maybe even less, and you can't even squeeze your head out. But even though these police inspectors who had fallen into extreme panic knew that it was impossible to escape from this road, they still desperately drilled out like crazy, and refused to stop even if their heads were squeezed and bleeding. People are like this, when faced with a desperate situation, they are not willing to give up even the slightest hope of survival, even if that hope will be exchanged for a great price.

In the narrow alleys, screams, screams, cries for help, gunshots, explosions, and the whining of sirens mingled together, as terrible as the last day of the world.

In the confusion, it is not known who took the gun and fired a shot at the glass first. "Bang!" the crisp sound of the gunshot was like a wake-up call, immediately alerting the others. For a while, almost all the police inspectors picked up their guns and frantically fired their guns at the glass, and the chaotic gunshots were like the sound of gunshots at this moment.

As the bullet went out without a fatality, the glass was soon filled with thousands of holes, and after smashing it with a hard punch, the fragile glass finally shattered under the load. As the escape exit opened, the police inspectors in the car cheered and jumped, pushing me and scrambling to climb out one by one. At this moment, the feelings of robes and the friendship of colleagues have all become fragile, and in the face of the oppression of death, everyone's selfish nature has been vividly released. If someone is in your way, they pull him back and climb out first. Even in order to grab that narrow exit, some brothers who are usually good don't care about tearing their faces and scuffling. What morality, what shame, what friendship, at this moment is even cheaper than a piece of paper, and the selfishness and ugliness of human nature are perfectly interpreted in this second. However, when these police inspectors were scrambling for the only escape exit, a pop-open safety grenade was thrown into the carriage right under their noses.

The "Knock ......" grenade fell into the car and rolled, and at this moment, the whole car became silent for a moment. Everyone stopped, or tore and scuffled, or crawled out, all staring at the grenade as if they were suffering from dementia, and at the same time, everyone's face showed an expression of extreme horror without reservation.

Time seemed to be as long as centuries had passed, and at this moment, everyone's mind became blank, and they even forgot to escape. Only heavy breathing and an extremely oppressive atmosphere tortured their last determination.

"No......!!" a police officer roared with all his might, a tear of remorse slipped down the corner of his eye. At this moment, he thought of his wife and son, and the last time he spent with them was beating his son and beating his wife who rushed to dissuade him. If...... If he could do it all over again, maybe he would never beat his wife and son again in his life, but this can only be if. It is impossible to get back what has passed, and his last memory will forever remain in the remorse of beating his wife and son.

"Boom!!" The grenade finally exploded, and in an instant, countless steel balls and iron pieces tore every piece of steel in the car to pieces. Streams of blood sprayed out of the car and quietly spread through the alley.

In the blood-covered alley, 11 stood on the roof of a bombed-out police car, holding a pistol in his hand, quietly watching the burning vehicles around him. There was no breath around, only the occasional moan from a police officer who was not yet breathing. The raging flames, the endless mountains of corpses and the sea of blood reflected the lonely and bleak figure of 11, and he looked so lonely and a little lonely at this moment.

"Da da......" A string of machine gunfire was heard in front of him, and 11 looked up and looked ahead. There, the heavenly burial is also harvesting life, and it is nearing the end.

Like 11, the Tianyuan Burial first smashed the glass with a gun and then threw a grenade into it. However, 11 was killed from the back and forward, but he was directly from the front and all the way back. With the cooperation of the two of them, no one was able to escape alive.

However, Celestial Burial has always been a sniper, and his efficiency in killing people in hand-to-hand shootouts is nowhere near 11. At least 11 There was not a single police inspector who could escape from the car alive until the end of the battle, but Tianyuan was buried here and killed more than half of them, and many police officers broke the glass and climbed out of the car before they had time to be taken care of.

When these police officers escaped from the car, Tianyuan Burial wisely abandoned the grenade bombing strategy and used the charging rifle to shoot directly. After all, the two sides are too close, and once the grenade explodes, it is very likely that they will accidentally injure themselves.

The sound of the gunshots is like a hellish requiem, and every rhythm that sounds, it takes away several fresh lives.

Tianyuan was buried in front of Zhenghuan, and Daowei in the back also climbed out of the car, half-squatting on the roof of the car to watch Tianyuan bury Weiwei. After looking at it for a while, maybe Dowell had itchy hands, or maybe he wanted to help, he carefully took out the pistol that the queen had modified, clenched his hands, and aimed at a police officer whose face was covered in blood and was trying to crawl out of the window.

"Bang!" a huge gunshot rang out, but Dowell underestimated the recoil of the modified gun, and the moment he opened the gun, he was shocked by the impact of the gun and sat down, and the bullet that hit the police officer missed the sky burial at the same time.

"Huh!" the bullet flew past the side of Tiankufu's cheek, although it didn't cause him actual damage, but the feeling of the bullet grazing his ear still made Tianfu's cold air rush straight to his head, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

When the heavens were buried, his eyes erupted with endless anger, and he turned around and roared loudly: "Roar!!Dowell! If you want to die, just say it!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Dowell quickly smiled and nodded and apologized to him. In order to admit his mistake, he quickly put away the gun, raised his empty hands, and looked at the heavenly burial with a pitiful innocent expression. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Dowell quickly smiled and nodded and apologized to him. In order to show his mistake, he quickly put away the gun, raised his empty hands, and looked at Tianyin's burial with a pitiful innocent expression.

Tianyin gritted his teeth with hatred, glared at him viciously, and then ignored him, and turned around to continue to shoot the police officers who escaped from the car. It's just that when the day Yin Fu turned around, he was completely dumbfounded at the next moment. There was no longer a living person standing in front of him, and those who could move just now were all cut off by Xiaobai's claws, and their necks were spurting blood and lying on the car cover.

The muscles of Tianyin's cheeks twitched fiercely, and his eyes fell on Xiao Bai, who was standing on the toes of a corpse. If it weren't for the fact in front of him, Tianyin Burial would really be hard to believe that at the moment when he just turned around and spoke, this dead dog actually solved the last five or six police officers by himself. You know, it's only a second or two. Although he had known for a long time that this dead dog was very perverted, at this moment, Tianyin Burial was once again frightened by the killing speed of its metamorphosis.

Xiao Bai glanced at Tianyin Fu with mockery, and Huo Di raised his paw and waved it at the corpse under him. only heard the sound of "click", and the position of the chest cavity was torn open by it, and a huge blood hole was opened by it, and a blood spring suddenly shot out and drenched Xiaobai's body. The little guy seemed to be enjoying bathing in the blood, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and then opened the blood hole to both sides, and the whole head was stuck into the blood hole in the chest. When he stretched it out, he already had a fresh heart in his mouth, and he ate it in two bites, and then licked his mouth and jumped happily on the next corpse.

At this time, 11 had already walked back, glanced at Xiaobai who was pulling out his heart, and then looked at Tianyin Burial, and nodded at him. Tianyin pouted knowingly, took off a grenade and threw it over. 11 took the grenade, flicked the safety open, and Huo Di threw it towards the mouth of the alley in front of him with his strength.

At the mouth of the alley, there were a lot of passers-by who watched the excitement, and these people didn't know what kind of mentality they were in, or they might feel very relieved to see so many police officers inside, in short, until the end of the battle, except for a few clever people who saw the opportunity to smear oil on the soles of their feet early, more people were stupid and brave to surround the mouth of the alley and look inside. It wasn't until the grenade was thrown into the crowd that the gang suddenly came to their senses, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Boom!" the grenade exploded in the middle of the crowd, and suddenly a large number of people fell in a pool of blood like wheat. For a while, countless cries, screams, and cries for help became a mess, and those who were lucky enough not to be affected, or only scratched a little skin and were slightly injured, all those who could still run and move were all scattered like frightened birds in an instant, crying and shouting and running for their lives. But he didn't notice that the three of them and one dog had already mixed in with the chaotic crowd and left without looking back.

Soon after, more than a dozen police cars arrived, but when these later police inspectors looked at the wreckage of the more than 20 police cars in the alley, as well as the blood all over the place, and the sea of corpses and blood in different forms, their faces became extremely ugly.

This day is Good Friday in Bangkok, and it is called Black Sunday in Bangkok by do-good people. According to later statistics, in this Bangkok police pursuit of the three bandits, the number of casualties between the police and the affected passers-by was as high as 300.