Chapter Ninety-Five: Asking for Debts (II)

Pumice Town is so big, it's like there are only a few people who can do anything to an orphanage that is nominally state-owned.

The whistling sirens and the changing blue and red lights finally blocked Mo Xie in a residential house, and before that, Mo Xie had already taken dozens of lives.

The police car just surrounded the house, and no one got out of the car, went upstairs to search, and no one even did the previous shouting process.

They were all waiting, not admitting that they were gutsless rats, and they called their current actions an 'ambush'.

What an ambush above board.

There were too many people who died tonight, and while constantly 'wiping the ass' of the perpetrator along the way, the team leader had secretly guessed the identity of the perpetrator.

The 'Maniac' is back.

The master who happened in the Western Capital yesterday was suppressed by the official early in the morning, and ordinary people couldn't even know half a word, but Team Zhou knew it clearly.

To be honest, after knowing that Mo Xie had made a big fuss in the Western Capital, and even being able to escape in the face of the elite of the Zhou family, Team Zhou thought about leaving Pushi Town more than once to avoid the limelight.

Because he knew that Mo Ye would definitely come back.

He just didn't expect that Mo Ye would come back so soon.

It was so fast that he didn't even have time to slip away.

"Tread. ”

The constantly flashing overhead lights of many police cars illuminated the houses as if they were concert scenes, just as performers rarely let his audience down, and Mo Ye did not disappoint these strips who were waiting for him with such a big pomp.

He dragged a bloodied corpse out of the house.

"It's too noisy. ”

Mo Xie spoke, his voice was not loud, but after these words, the sirens around him were empty.

If it were summer, there would be a sound of insects.

But now it's winter, and all that's heard is the wind.

The wind of slaughter.

This is not because there is any magic in the words that Mo Xie spit out, but the moment he came out of the house, all the police officers in the police car got out of the car in unison, each took out his weapon and relied on the body as a cover to aim at Mo Ye.

The silence at this time is more than the hustle and bustle.

The smell of gunpowder in the air was so strong that it only took a spark to ignite.

"Daring maniac! You're surrounded!

"Raise your hands above your head!

Team Zhou was not generous enough to share the information with the other police officers in the town, in fact, he did not chase down the murderer as soon as he guessed the identity of the murderer, but carried out the aftermath of the mess left by Mo Xie somewhere.

Therefore, the people present now are all upright young people who do not know the truth.

"Oh, as you wish. ”

Mo Xie casually threw the corpse in his hand, and the corpse rolled on the ground, just exposing its front in front of the police.

"Team King!"

Several people in the crowd shouted the moment they saw the man's face.

That's right, the one who died in this house was a member of the police force, and his status was not low, and the few people who screamed out in the crowd were members of the team under his command.

"Damn!"

"Phew!"

Someone pulled the trigger, the bullet came out of the chamber, and then ......

The people who fell were not the thugs being targeted, but the righteous men with guns.

"You have ten seconds to tell me where that brute surnamed Zhang is. ”

Mo Ye didn't know when a domineering multi-barreled machine gun appeared, and a wisp of green smoke came out of the gun. At the same time, there are also the words that sound clueless in his mouth.

Gatling!

"Brother Li!"

With a cry of grief, a police officer who was originally squatting next to the person who was shot rushed over and hugged Brother Li in his arms.

A shot pierced the heart, and the bullet carrying a strong tearing force directly opened a bowl-sized hole in Brother Li's heart.

There is no doubt that the bird is dead.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, all the police officers looked at Mo Ye differently.

From hatred to fear, it only takes a thousandth of a second.

"Shoot!"

The explanation in the dictionary is that the police are state-state-violence-force machines, and the machines all have their own operating programs.

In the face of the threats and provocations of the murderers, even if they were indeed frightened by the hideous weapons that suddenly appeared in the hands of the other party, although one of them had fallen under the other party's gun, the choice they made was still not to flee.

There was only one person and only one gun on the other side, and if this could force them to flee, then they would no longer have to wear uniforms.

What's more, the murderer in front of him is still disrespectful to their great director!

This Uncle Nima can endure Aunt can't bear it!

"Bah!......!!"

"Da Da Da!"

The bullets were whistling, the explosions, the muzzle flashes, the flames of the car exploding, like a clumsy chef pouring all the elements into a pot, and all he ended up cooking was a black paste, or even worse than it.

By the time the gunfire and the throbbing flashes had subsided, there was not a single intact car left in front of the house.

"I'm not kidding. ”

Gatling's barrel was smoking, even after it had stopped firing it.

Mo Ye didn't shoot at anyone, and no bullet could hit him, and the police officers in the town were only armed with pistols, and the firepower of the two sides was not on the same level at all. If he hadn't had the answer he desperately needed, he would have taken the lives of everyone in front of him without even pulling the trigger.

That's right, on the way to kill and ask all the way, he had already learned about the orphanage before and after the demolition and Aunt Wang's death, but the only thing he didn't know was Zhang Hao - where Zhang Ju is now.

There is a wrong, there is a debtor, as the person who contributed the most in the whole thing, Zhang Hao must die.

Otherwise, Mo Xie had no way to explain to Aunt Wang.

Otherwise, Mo Xie couldn't explain to the children who didn't know where they were detained, as well as Xiaomei.

Otherwise, Mo Xie would not be able to account for the thirty or so lives that died at his hands tonight.

Therefore, he had to find Zhang Hao out.

He knew that the officers in front of him must know some information.

He's going to get them to speak.

"Ahhh......h

No one in the audience dared to speak, only some unlucky ghosts who were hit by the explosion of the police car screamed in pain and twitched on the ground.

"Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. ”

Mo Xie began to count down and replaced Gatling with a chain.

The sound of a bullet loading fell on everyone's heart.

"Bureau...... The bureau took people to Xishan!"

No matter what era it is, there are some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and Mo Xie counted down to 'seven', and a leader called out as if he was rushing to answer.

"Dada-da-da!"

Gatling's roar drowned out the word 'mountain', and after the gunshot, there was no one alive in the room except for the officer who had opened his mouth to answer.

"Good, you've got the right to keep living. ”

The cold voice was carried by the night wind, and Mo Ye's figure had disappeared into the wind.

This night, this person, as if from hell.