Qian Qiqiang was firing fiercely at the building, while paying attention to the scene inside the building, he was waiting for the appearance of Brother Gun. He believed that with Brother Gun's magic, there must be a way to leave the thirtieth floor.

Brother Gun has a soul chasing gun in his hand, and that thing is indestructible, more powerful than cannonballs, and can easily cut through concrete walls. This is also the reason why Qian Qiqiang dared to brazenly open fire on the 30th floor of the building.

Therefore, Zhao Changshu had just emerged from the twenty-ninth floor, and Qian Qiqiang immediately saw him, he immediately stopped firing and drove the plane closer to Zhao Changlan.

"Brother Gun, get on the plane!"

Qian Qiqiang opened the transparent cabin cover and shouted at Zhao Changlan.

"Damn! you let me fly over!" Zhao Changshu shouted.

However, at this time, the sound of the plane's engine and the continuous explosions from the upper floor had already resounded, and neither side could hear each other's words clearly.

Qian Qiqiang slapped his head suddenly, and instantly understood what Brother Gun meant. He quickly took out a cup-thick rope from the cockpit, tied the head of the rope to a projectile, and instantly threw it in the direction of Zhao's spear.

The arrows fired by the projectile passed through the shattered glass window, and landed in front of Zhao Changshu with a thud.

Zhao Changshu picked up the head of the rope, ripped off the arrow, and said to Zhao Ziwei beside him: "Quick, grab the rope! Hold on to it, and then jump out!"

"Brother, I don't dare!" Rao is Zhao Ziwei is bold, but at this time, she couldn't help but tremble a little when she looked at the rope handed over by Zhao Changlan!

This is the twenty-ninth floor of a building!

"Quick, grab the rope and jump out!" Zhao Changshu shouted at his sister with a glare, they didn't have much time, and an extra quarter of an hour of delay could kill everyone here.

Looking at Zhao Ziwei, who was still hesitating, Yue Nanshan on the side suddenly said: "You are a child of the Zhao family, what are you afraid of! It's a big deal to fall to your death than to fall into the hands of the enemy!"

Yue Nanshan's words stimulated Zhao Ziwei, and she suddenly thought that she had originally come with the determination to die, but now that she has a glimmer of life, what else is there to be afraid of?

Zhao Ziwei no longer hesitated, bit her lip, spared the rope a few times under her ribs, grabbed the rope with both hands, and then jumped out of the window with a flick of her feet.

Her body immediately floated under the plane like a swing.

The rope was connected to a small winch, Qian Qiqiang started the winch, and the rope quickly pulled Zhao Ziwei into the narrow cockpit. Then Qian Qiqiang threw the head of the rope in front of Zhao Changshu again.

"You go!" Zhao Changshu didn't talk much nonsense, and said loudly to Yue Nanshan.

Yue Nanshan knew that this was not the time to be polite, so he grabbed the rope and jumped out of the window. The cockpit of the Harrier was too small to accommodate a third person, so he could only lie on the nose of the cockpit outside the cab and grasp the edge of the cab with both hands.

Zhao Changshu was the only one left in the building.

However, just as Qian Qiqiang threw the rope into the building again, a gunner from the Yamaguchi group covered in fire suddenly flew out of the window on the thirtieth floor, roared and pounced on the rope that extended into the building, and grabbed the rope.

The rope burst into flames, and within a moment, the rope was broken, and the gunman, covered in fire, screamed and fell under the building, like a meteorite falling from outer space to Earth.

The rope was broken, and the Zhao spear could no longer reach the plane, and at this time, the enemy in the lower part of the building also began to besiege the twenty-ninth floor, wanting to destroy the Zhao spear. Some people even started shooting at the plane continuously, and the bullets hit the plane with a clattering sound.

Fortunately, the guns in the hands of the enemy were slightly charged except for the pistols, and if it weren't for the AA-2 that had been destroyed in the explosion, only one shot would have been enough for the Harrier fighter to drink a pot.

However, Rao also began to sway from side to side, and it was about to lose its balance. They have to get out right away!

"Brother!" Zhao Ziwei shouted hysterically at Zhao Changlan.

"Brother Gun!" Yue Nanshan and Qian Qiqiang also shouted angrily.

If Zhao Changshu can't reach the plane, there is only one way to die, even if he can break out of the building, he will not escape the pursuit of the Yamaguchi Group!

But now the rope brought by Qian Qiqiang has been burned, and Zhao Changshu can no longer reach the plane through the rope. Seeing that Qian Qiqiang's rescue operation was about to fail.

Just when Qian Qiqiang and the others were worried, and even a little desperate, Zhao Changshu suddenly made a move that everyone didn't expect, only to see Zhao Changshu brush out the soul chasing gun, and then suddenly took a few steps backwards in the corridor in the building, a short run, and at the moment he reached the window, he struggled to throw the soul chasing gun in his hand towards the plane.

The soul chasing gun drew a shining silver light in the air, hung the sound of the wind, and flew straight to the cockpit of Qian Qiqiang's Harrier fighter.

While throwing the Soul Chaser Spear out, Zhao Changlance slammed his feet to the ground, and his body jumped high like a cannonball, rushing towards the Soul Chaser Spear in the air!

"Brother Gun flew over!" Qian Qiqiang roared excitedly.

"! He's crazy!" Yue Nanshan, who was lying on the nose of the plane and clutching the cockpit canopy tightly with both hands, turned his head and shouted in horror when he saw Zhao Changlan's movements.

Zhao Ziwei closed her lips tightly and didn't say a word, but the anxious expression on her face seemed to be able to melt into the air in front of her.

The distance between the plane and the building was fifteen or sixteen meters, and unless Zhao Changshu was a god and could fly the clouds, he would definitely fall under the building, be smashed into a meat pie, and definitely not be able to jump on the plane.

Sure enough, when Zhao Changshu left the building about six meters, the strength of the bounce was exhausted, and his body reached the highest point of the parabola and began to do a free fall movement.

The three people on the plane let out an exclamation in unison, looking at Zhao Changshu whose body began to fall with desperate eyes, Zhao Ziwei couldn't bear to look at it anymore, closed her eyes slightly, but called "brother" in despair over and over again in her heart.

However, as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard Qian Qiqiang next to her suddenly let out another scream, but this time it was a cry of surprise.

Zhao Ziwei hurriedly opened her eyes again and looked at her brother, only to see that her brother did not fall downstairs at all, but stood on the soul chasing gun that was being thrown at the plane.

Zhao Changshu himself can't jump the distance of fifteen or sixteen meters, but he can easily throw the soul chasing gun fifteen or sixteen meters, not to mention that Zhao Changshu has no soul chasing gun on his body, his body has become much lighter, and the distance of the vertical jump can also be greatly increased.

At the moment when the speed of Zhao Changlan's body became zero, he was also able to reach the top of the soul chasing gun, and he stepped on the soul chasing gun with both feet stretched.

The remnants of the soul chasing gun were still unsubsidy, and the huge kinetic energy carried Zhao Changshu and continued to fly in the direction of the plane.

At this moment, Zhao Changshu stepped on a silver soul chasing spear under his feet, his short hair stood on end, his ragged clothes were hunting, and behind him was the raging Yamaguchi-gumi Building. In a short moment, Zhao Changshu was like a heavenly soldier who walked through the sky with a spear!

Not only were the three people on the plane stunned, but even the gunners of the Yamaguchi-gumi who kept shooting at the plane inside the building were dumbfounded. They had never seen a man actually fly with a gun, and this kind of picture may only be seen in mythological movies. In a moment, the gunmen forgot to shoot at the plane, Zhao Changshu and the others.

They are stupid, but Zhao Changshu is not stupid. The direction of the soul chasing gun flight is directly facing the cockpit of the plane, and at this moment Yue Nanshan is lying in front of the outside of the cab, if he can't dodge in time, he will be the first to be pierced into a meat candy gourd, then Qian Qiqiang in the cab, and then Zhao Ziwei in the right rear of Qian Qiqiang.

With the sharpness of the soul chasing gun, none of the three people will be spared!

"Get out of the way!" shouted Zhao Changshu standing on the soul chaser gun.

Zhao Changgun's wild screams immediately woke up the three people on the plane, Yue Nanshan reacted the fastest, his body dripped, and he threw out the nose position, just grabbed the edge of the cockpit tightly with his hand, but half of his body was suspended in the air, and he scolded vigorously: "Damn! You really don't talk about morality, this is the murder of Chi Guoguo!"

Suffering Qian Qiqiang in the cab, the cab is cramped, and it can only take one person, but now he has forcibly stuffed a Zhao Ziwei, he has nothing to hide, there is nothing to hide, and he can't even parachute! Not to mention that if he jumps, he will definitely be shot into a hornet's nest by the gunmen in the building before he lands.

He could only watch as the shiny tip of the Soul Chaser stabbed at him.

In fact, at this time, as long as Zhao Changlan's feet suddenly exert force and step on the soul chasing gun, the flight trajectory of the soul chasing gun will immediately change and fall under the plane, but in that case, his flight trajectory will also change, and it is likely that he will not be able to reach the plane.

Moreover, the moment Zhao Changshu took over the soul-chasing gun from his grandfather's hand, he deeply imprinted his grandfather's advice in his mind, the person is in the gun, and the gun is still there!

So he would never stomp the soul chaser gun to the ground and give it to the bastards of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

It's a long story, but it's just a blink of an eye. The soul chaser gun grazed Yue Nanshan's side and pierced the front windshield of the cockpit of the plane, and stabbed straight at Qian Qiqiang's chest. Qian Qiqiang twisted his body as hard as he could, trying to avoid the vital part of his chest.

At this moment, Zhao Changlan's feet finally landed on the nose of the plane, gaining a focus point, and when he couldn't make a move, he used one foot to slam the soul chasing gun on the plane.

The barrel of the soul chasing gun and the alloy shell of the aircraft instantly rubbed a string of sparks, making a piercing grinding sound, and Zhao Changshu felt a burning sensation under his feet.

The shoes were worn out by the tremendous friction.

The momentum of the Soul Chaser's advance finally stopped, and the shiny tip of the spear was only a few inches away from Qian Qiqiang's chest. Qian Qiqiang wiped the sweat on his face, took a long breath, and muttered: "I knew that Brother Gun had a way." ”

"Damn, this way?????? , I took it. Yue Nanshan's body hung in the air, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, or you'll be shot into a hornet's nest!" Zhao said, his body fell down, grabbed the edge of the cockpit, and hung his body to the other end of the plane.

"Guys, hold on, let's go home!" Qian Qiqiang roared and pressed the control button of the plane.

The plane maneuvered in the air, completely throwing off the body of Zhao Changshu and Yue Nanshan outside the plane from the fuselage, and only his hands were still tightly grasping the edge of the cockpit, as if there were two extra wings on the fighter plane out of thin air.

"Uncle, slow down, I have a heart problem and a fear of heights!" Yue Nanshan shouted loudly, but his face was full of smiles.

"Haha, my brother is playing with a heartbeat!"

Qian Qiqiang laughed and flew away, leaving behind the sound of a clattering firearm.