Although these gangsters are all holding pistols, Meng Wentian, who is bare-handed, is no longer as nervous as he was just now: if he is one-on-one, he is confident enough to destroy the other party, and now the problem is how to disperse the other party, how to make himself face only one gangster with a gun. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 As long as you defeat one and get a gun, his danger will plummet, and he may soon be able to change from passive to active.

Soon, he spotted an opportunity:

Now the four gangsters are divided into two groups, and the "Golden Spider" and the sweater man continue to rummage through the large wooden cabinet and stay vigilant to prevent people from outside rushing in. The remaining two gangsters have already entered the aisle where the goods are stacked, and their vision is inevitably affected by the items stacked around them, creating conditions for their own breakdown.

Seeing that the first gangster ran to the corner of the mobile phone chirping, while the second gangster was still walking cautiously in the stacking aisle of items, Meng Wentian's shoes were deliberately wiped on the cloth bag.

Although the voice was not loud, the cautious gangsters heard it. I saw him quicken his pace, walk to the big cloth bag a few times, and look towards the place where the sound had just come from.

At this time, Meng Wentian's feet had moved to the other side of the big cloth bag, and his shoes were wiped again.

The gangster glanced at the gangster who was bending down to pick up his phone, and then took two steps in the direction where the sound came from.

Seeing that the other party was indeed turned into a fork in the road by himself, Meng Wentian was secretly happy in his heart, he held his breath and waited silently.

When the gangster's body entered the fork in the road, his body was completely covered by the big cloth bag, no matter which gangster couldn't see this guy, his hands that were ready to attack suddenly forced, pushing his whole body to jump up from the top of the big cloth bag and smash it towards the gangster in the aisle!

The gangsters were very cautious, as soon as Meng Wentian's head emerged from the top of the big cloth bag, he felt it and hurriedly raised his head.

But no matter how fast he reacted, it was too late, because the condescending Meng Wentian not only smashed his whole body on him, but his hands had already choked the gangster's neck.

Because he couldn't breathe, the gangster instinctively pulled Meng Wentian's ten fingers with both hands, forgetting to shoot, and kicking his feet indiscriminately, venting the strength of his whole body.

"Guan Fei, what's wrong with you?" The gangster who picked up Meng Wentian's mobile phone was shocked when he heard the movement, and hurriedly turned around and ran over.

Not only did this gangster run towards Meng Wentian, but the gangster in the sweater also rushed here, and only the "Golden Spider" stood nervously in place on guard.

Meng Wentian's right thumb pressed the gangster's Adam's apple diagonally upward, only to hear a soft sound of "click!", and the gangster was like a deflated ball, and he no longer had any strength.

Meng Wentian picked up the gun with one hand and pinched the gangster's neck with the other to stand up quickly, heard footsteps approaching, and then pushed the corpse in his hand hard.

The corpse flew down, and the gangster who ran over quickly never expected that he would hit the corpse of his companion fiercely.

He was hit by the corpse and took two steps back, hit the big cloth bag behind him, and then fell forward under the elastic force of the big cloth bag.

Although he saw Meng Wentian in the afterglow of his eyes, his center of gravity was unstable at this time, and he couldn't aim the gun in his hand at Meng Wentian at all, so he just pulled the trigger as if he was bold: "Bang!

Meng Wentian didn't shoot, but grabbed the pistol he had just picked up with his right hand and smashed it on the gangster's head.

The gun is broken.

A stream of hot blood spurted out of the gangster's head, but because the gangsters were wearing stockings, the blood was not far away. The gangster only let out a scream, and could no longer make any movements and was silent.

The sweater man was obviously frightened, and his frenzied pace slowed down, and he even looked back at the "Golden Spider".

Although the "Golden Spider" didn't give him any orders, her nervous retreat was undoubtedly telling him: If you can't fight, escape!

The sweater gangster didn't expect the "Golden Spider" to be like this, he hurriedly retreated without thinking about it, and immediately turned around and ran towards the "Golden Spider" after taking two steps back.

When the "Golden Spider" saw it, he no longer retreated cautiously as he did just now, but turned around and ran out like the sweater man.

Meng Wentian was the same as the man in the sweater, he didn't expect that the "Golden Spider" would be so shameless, and he fled in a hurry without even seeing the enemy's face: Damn! Are you still the "Golden Spider" who terrified the police? Or is it the eldest sister who everyone is afraid of?

He immediately rushed out of the aisle of the big cloth bag, chased after a few steps, and when he saw the gangster's figure, he raised his gun and shot: "Smack!"

"Ahh

It was not the sweater man who ran in the back who was shot, but the "golden spider" who ran in front.

It's not that Meng Wentian can't shoot well, and it's not that he happened to hit the gangster. How could the military qualities that he possessed in his previous life, which had undergone rigorous training in the special forces, fall off the chain at such a critical moment? He shot like this because the "Golden Spider" was far away from him and was about to approach the warehouse door and escaped, and if he did not kill her, she might escape from his own hands, and he might not be able to take revenge with his own hands. She either escaped by taking hostages, or was captured or shot dead by the police. If you can't kill her with your own hands, won't you be disappointed?

And he was confident that after killing the "Golden Spider", he still had enough time to kill the sweater man who ran behind.

Seeing that the sweater man ignored it, stepping on the body of the "golden spider" and continuing to run out, Meng Wentian raised his gun and shot again: "Da!"

The hammer sounded but there was no sound of bullets being fired.

Meng Wentian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't look for the pistol thrown away by the gangster whose head was smashed by himself just now, but continued to chase forward, but his right hand had changed his grip to grab the gun, so he grabbed the mobile phone horizontally in his hand, ready to use it as an iron block if necessary, and threw it on the sweater man.

Before he could run a few steps, the "Golden Spider" lying on the ground suddenly turned over and said to Meng Wentian: "Boy, as long as you let me go, I will give you money!

Meng Wentian slowed down and sneered, "How much money?"

"Golden Spider" eyes lit up and said: "A lot, at least you can't earn it in your life if you become a policeman." ”

Meng Wentian was happy and said with a smile: "Take it out and take a look?"

The "Golden Spider" hurriedly said: "You let me go first, and I will tell you where to save money." ”

"Oh-" Meng Wentian shook his head and said unhurriedly, "It's not rare. You take your money and die. ”

When the "Golden Spider" saw it, he was anxious, and hurriedly pulled out a necklace hanging from his neck with his hand, shook a piece of key hanging from the necklace and said, "This is the key, only I know." Riverside Garden, No. 18A, Block A......"

Meng Wentian's foot stepped on her neck fiercely, and after exerting force, the white neck under the sole of the shoe softened and became a pile of soft and collapsed meat.

A generation of drug lords and murderous "golden spiders" finally died, ending a life of crime.

His gaze stayed on her chest for half a second, then he walked over to the pistol by the wall, glanced at the open door, listened to the movement outside, and kicked the pistol, which flew up and crashed into the wall and split into two parts.

Meng Wentian's feet stretched out towards the small piece of metal, and a moment before it hit the ground, his toes hooked slightly, and the smaller piece of metal flew straight upwards as if it had suddenly increased its energy.

At this time, the magazine of the pistol in Meng Wentian's hand had been taken out and thrown away, and the piece of metal that flew up was able to be inserted into the magazine, and his left hand touched the magazine lightly, and then walked towards the door.

The three movements are so smooth that if a police officer sees it, he will definitely think that he is dreaming: even a decades-old policeman cannot do this.

The fleeing sweater man is nowhere to be seen.

Meng Wentian didn't go far, and saw that there were many customers at the staircase outside, and he walked back to the warehouse because his mobile phone rang again.

Meng Wentian glanced behind him, then quickly ran over, picked up his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID, and asked after connecting, "Was it your call just now?"

Huang Zibin's voice came from inside, and he asked eagerly: "I called just now, why didn't you answer the phone, don't you know that I'm in a hurry? Where are you now?"

Meng Wentian scolded: "I'm grass your mother! Lao Tzu was almost killed by you, do you know it? You are still a policeman, don't you know that you will attract the attention of gangsters when you call? Care, care, what is wrong with your brain? Can't even think of this bit of common sense? Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't know, aren't you just worried that Lao Tzu is dead, and it will be even more difficult if you want to arrest Song Feiyang, and you will be promoted to no official if you don't make meritorious contributions, where do you care about the life and death of others?...... , hum, I'll fil your mother!"

As he spoke, Meng Wentian hung up the phone viciously.

Huang Zibin was stunned, never expecting that his concern would lead to a scolding.

Speaking of conscience, he really made this call out of concern for Meng Wentian, after all, Meng Wentian was invited by him to do things, and people still helped for free, he was very grateful to Meng Wentian and cared about him, for fear that he would be killed by gangsters. The purpose of his call was to hope that Meng Wentian could mix with customers, protect himself well, and not be in the limelight.

It's just that he was a little too anxious and didn't think too much about it at all.

But Meng Wentian was also right, the reason why he called so stupidly, in addition to being concerned, was that he was worried that once Meng Wentian had an accident, he would not get help from Meng Wentian, which would probably make it more difficult for him to solve the case.

Now he has been stirred up by Meng Wentian, and he is only thinking about how he can solve the case as soon as possible, how to attract the attention of his superiors, and how to be promoted as soon as possible.

In just a few hours, it was found out that the culprit of the Shen family's murder case was Song Feiyang, and Song Feiyang's accomplice was also found, who has the ability?

Just when he found the culprit on his side and reported Seinfeld's picture to his superiors, his superiors praised him fiercely, saying that he had strong ability to solve cases and had the demeanor of a general.