Scattered projectiles burst out of the chamber of the gun, forming a dense rain of bullets on different objects in the villa, making various sounds.

Whatever was hit immediately burst open, forming countless fragments of various sizes, which were scattered with the reaction force.

Bullets are a wonderful thing, and despite their very small size, they can cause enough damage.

After the first volley, the courtyard was already full of shards of glass and wood chips, and the whole villa was full of holes, and the vulgar luxury dissipated without a trace, revealing a sense of vicissitudes that only time could inflict.

Yang Jiawei looked around and reminded: "It's almost enough!"

Pang Wushuang nodded, signaled to stop shooting, and then shouted: "Rush me!" and took the lead in breaking into Diao Yupeng's house.

Diao Yupeng's house is a very strong iron gate, which has become full of holes under the bombardment of scattered bullets, and has almost completely turned into a pile of rotten iron.

The petite Pang Wushuang flew up and kicked it, and the iron door made a "squeak" sound, and he fell to the ground very reluctantly.

The soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army treated Pang Wushuang's revenge in a real war way, holding the butt of their guns firmly against their shoulders, holding their guns and aiming nervously around, and entering the villa one after another.

At the time of the shooting, Diao Yupeng and his son were still sitting on the sofa and bragging, at first thinking that someone was setting off firecrackers nearby;

When I saw all kinds of debris flying in the villa, I thought there had been a gas pipe explosion;

But they soon realized that the gas pipe explosion should be accompanied by a violent flame, not only would it be much louder than it is now, but it would not be so dense and continuous.

The father and son, who were not yet stupid, realized that their home was being shot at.

This kind of thing was far beyond their means, and they didn't know what to do, so they just sat stupidly on the couch and stared at the bullets that flew past them, until the last gunshot was over, and the soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army appeared in front of them.

"Who are you ....... you?" the merchant surnamed Wang looked at the fierce soldiers and asked such a question stupidly.

After a while, he thought to see if he was injured, and immediately groped all over his body, and finally let out a long breath.

Diao Yupeng and his son were lucky not to be hit by a single bullet, but the exposed skin was cut by the flying fragments with a few shallow wounds.

But considering what Pang Wushuang will do, it seems that it should be said that they are unfortunate and did not die happily in the rain of bullets.

Yang Jiawei looked the father and son up and down, and a look of disdain immediately appeared on his face: "How many people are there here?"

"Three ......" The businessman surnamed Wang had just spoken, Diao Yupeng slowly stood up and repeated his father's question in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

Yang Jiawei didn't answer, but retreated to the side respectfully, and then Pang Wushuang strode forward.

"You ....... it turned out to be you......" Diao Yupeng sat down on the sofa weakly, looking at the triumphant Pang Wushuang in horror, and his lips kept spurting: "How could it be you?"

"It's me, it's me, it's me!" Pang Wushuang smiled "hehe": "It's just that I am despised by you very much, and I am often sarcastic for being a hillbilly!"

Pang Wushuang is indeed a hillbilly in Diao Yupeng's eyes, and Diao Yupeng, who thinks highly of himself, takes it for granted that his social status is much higher than Pang Wushuang. So he almost never looked at Pang Wushuang squarely, except for that big hair yin wei slap.

Diao Yupeng didn't take that incident to heart at all, thinking that beating Pang Wushuang was a white fight, and this rustic girl had absolutely no ability to do what she did.

But now seeing the respectful attitude of these people with guns in their hands towards Pang Wushuang, Diao Yupeng painfully realized that he had made a strict mistake, and then began to suspect that something was wrong with his eyes, and he didn't even see what kind of background the other party was.

The ancients often said that "people cannot be disguised, and the sea water cannot be measured", which is a truth summed up through countless practices.

Even if a person has enough experience and life experience, he may not be able to see through what kind of power is behind Pang Wushuang's seemingly ordinary, if Diao Yupeng, who is arrogant but has no ability, can do it, then it is a strange thing.

Diao Yupeng took a few breaths and asked a very stupid question: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you say?" Pang Wushuang said with a grin, pointing to his face.

Looking at Pang Wushuang's murderous smile in his smugness, Diao Yupeng immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he felt a biting chill all over his body, and even shivered involuntarily.

He was very aware that Pang Wushuang dared to shoot wildly with a gun in broad daylight, and of course he would not care about killing a few people.

Although Diao Yupeng is proud of his strong body, there are only two people in the family, himself and his father, and the other party has an absolute advantage in numbers, not to mention that he still has a weapon in his hand, which means that there is basically no possibility of resistance.

At this time, Diao Yupeng suddenly remembered a wise saying - if you can't beat it, run away, as for what will happen to his father after he escapes, his selfish heart has not thought of it for the time being.

But after cautiously looking around, Diao Yupeng immediately gave up the idea of escaping, because the soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army were in a circle, surrounded by their father and son in three layers inside and three layers outside.

There were also a few people standing guard in front of the door and at the window, firmly blocking a possible retreat.

For the first time in his life, Diao Yupeng experienced what despair is, and of course it was the last and only time.

His gaze didn't dare to look at Pang Wushuang, and he fell to the ground under his feet, and said softly at the same time, "I was just joking with you last time......"

"Are you kidding?" Pang Wushuang laughed out loud when he heard this, took out a large dagger, and dangled it in front of Diao Yupeng: "I'll make a joke with you now!"

Diao Yupeng tried to raise his head, but he came into contact with the light reflected by the dagger, and immediately lowered his head again.

At this moment, his body was soaked with cold sweat, and even his forehead was covered with a shallow layer.

Even if he had the opportunity to escape at this time, he probably wouldn't have the ability to do so, because his legs were constantly weak, almost as if they were made of noodles.

When the merchant surnamed Wang saw Pang Wushuang threatening his son, he suddenly stood up and asked, "Who are you, and why do you want to hurt my son?"

Pang Wushuang didn't pay attention to the merchant surnamed Wang at all, and slowly asked Diao Yupeng: "Are you scared now?"

The businessman surnamed Wang was stunned for a moment, and immediately took out his mobile phone: "I want to call the police!"

The people present could clearly see that the attitude of the businessman surnamed Wang was nothing more than a fierce inward-looking, in fact, even he himself was very aware of this.

His heart was already surrounded by fear at this time, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he was almost about to kneel, crying bitterly and begging Pang Wushuang to let him go.

But the merchant surnamed Wang has an instinct as a father, and this instinct has overcome fear for the moment, and he desperately wants to protect his son.

The fingers of the businessman surnamed Wang trembled, and as soon as he pressed a button, the mobile phone was snatched by Yang Jiawei.

Yang Jiawei threw the phone to the ground, stomped it a few times, and then asked Pang Wushuang: "What to do with this old guy?"

Pang Wushuang glanced at the merchant surnamed Wang, and replied: "There is a debtor who is wronged, and there is a debtor who has a ......" When the merchant surnamed Wang heard this, a glimmer of hope immediately ignited in his heart, thinking that Pang Wushuang might at least let himself go.

But Pang Wushuang's next sentence made his heart immediately cold: "This old guy let him die happily!"

Every word Pang Wushuang said hit his heart heavily, and after the merchant surnamed Wang was stunned for a moment, he suddenly had an unprecedented courage and decided to die with Pang Wushuang since he couldn't live.

He took two steps forward, and was about to pounce on Pang Wushuang, when Yang Jiawei shot from the side.

The dense scattered bombs hit the merchant's body, knocking the fat body more than three meters away before falling heavily to the ground.

At the last moment of his life, the businessman surnamed Wang did not feel the slightest pain, but suddenly felt a kind of regret, feeling that he could have ended his life without having to end his life like this.

Yang Jiawei walked to the side of the merchant surnamed Wang, rolled his eyes and checked his pulse again, and then said to Pang Wushuang: "...... dead"

"Dad!" Diao Yupeng let out a wail, standing up and about to rush towards his father's corpse.

Several soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army immediately jumped over, threw Diao Yupeng to the ground, and held every joint of his arms and legs, so that Diao Yupeng's body could not move at all, and could only stare at the judgment of his fate.

Pang Wushuang put away his smile and said to Diao Yupeng word by word: "Do you know, from childhood to adulthood, no one dares to touch ......"

Diao Yupeng could no longer escape from Pang Wushuang, and the reflection of the dagger turned into a symbol of death in his eyes.

His body swayed as if he had malaria, and his voice trembled at the same frequency: "Who the hell are you?"

"Go to hell and ask Lord Yama!" Pang Wushuang said as he stabbed the dagger into Diao Yupeng's left ear, and then slowly swiped towards the right ear, and in just a moment, he opened a big opening on Diao Yupeng's face.

Due to the combined effect of pain and fear, Diao Yupeng let out a miserable scream that almost punctured the eardrums of everyone present.

If he could see what he was like now, this scream would probably be doubled.

The opening was very deep, and the fat and muscle tissue were neatly cut open, faintly revealing the pale bones, and blood gushing out like a fountain.

Diao Yupeng, who had always thought he was suave, looked like a ghost from hell at this time, which was enough to make everyone who saw this scene feel terrified.

Although Pang Wushuang has a fierceness that other girls don't have, he has never tortured others like this in the past, and he is somewhat shocked by the scene he created, but cruelty and bloodlust are also stimulated.

Especially when she thought of the pain and humiliation caused by Diao Yupeng's slap, she longed to continue with more cruel means.

"Didn't you always think you were handsome......" Pang Wushuang said, raising his dagger, intending to make the same cut in his chest.

But before her dagger could fall, a soldier who was outside the door ran in and hurriedly reported: "The police are outside!"

Yang Jiawei suddenly frowned: "How many?"

"Two police cars, about eight people or so, have now sealed the gates!"

Even if you don't have to think about it, you can know that the shooting just now has already alarmed the nearby residents, and they called the police as quickly as possible.

While loading the gun, Yang Jiawei told Pang Wushuang: "It's almost enough!"

Although Pang Wushuang wanted to continue to torture Diao Yupeng, he was also very aware of the consequences of being caught by the police, so he decided to end this cruel game and cut Diao Yupeng's throat with a dagger: "Miss Ben will fulfill you now, go to Lord Yama to be a handsome guy!"

Diao Yupeng's body erupted into spasms, and after a few moments, he didn't move again, only occasionally convulsed a few times.

His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, and a wisp of saliva trickled down the corner of his mouth.

After Yang Jiawei confirmed Diao Yupeng's death, he said to Pang Wushuang: "The only way now is to force out!"

"Okay!" Pang Wushuang was very excited at the thought of a real shootout.

Yang Jiawei conveyed the pre-formulated plan, asked everyone to break through in several groups, and then went to Pang Jindong's house to meet.

Then, he looked at everyone present and ordered in a serious tone: "Don't be stingy with bullets, but although you can hurt people, you still have to try to avoid killing people!"

"Yes!" the soldiers burst out into a neat shout, and at the same time, the voice of a loudspeaker came from outside: "Listen, people in the house, immediately put down their weapons and come out......"

Yang Jiawei was the first to rush to the gate of the villa, fired a shot at the police car outside, and then hid behind the wall to load the bullet.

Another soldier rushed out after him and immediately fell to the ground after firing a shot.

The third soldier stood out a little more and fired a shot before also falling to the ground, allowing the other soldiers to rush in front of him.

Yang Jiawei and the second soldier had already loaded their bullets at this time, used fire to cover the other soldiers to rush out, and finally evacuated under the cover of the soldiers who had already rushed out.

Yang Jiawei's tactics can not only quickly open the battle line so that all the soldiers can successfully break through, but also fully deploy all the firepower, which has been successfully used many times.

However, due to Pang Wushuang's presence on the scene, there were some troubles in the retreat.