"Extraordinary!" Zhang Lin shouted excitedly after hearing this voice.

Mo Feifei saw Zhang Lin's shout, and his eyes were frighteningly cold. When these bandits heard that there was movement behind them, they were immediately startled, and quickly turned their heads to look at the situation.

After seeing the three people behind them clearly, they were surprised: "You... You guys. ”

Mo Feifei: "Why didn't we raise money, right, you can ask Hades this question." Without waiting for the other party to understand, Mo Feifei shook his hand with five shots and killed their cadres.

The sound of gunfire in the flat ground alarmed Ruan Zhihui and others, who were eating and drinking not far from here.

They were shocked all over, and immediately understood: "It's not good, something happened." ”

As he spoke, he quickly picked up the guy and rushed to the hostage's side.

"Extraordinary, you're finally here, I thought you...."Zhang Lin's chest fell together, her eyes were full of tears, and halfway through her words, her throat was as uncomfortable as blocking chicken feathers.

Mo Feifei understood what she meant, quickly took out the dagger, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm late." I didn't do it on the road, I had a hard time. ”

"Well, I believe in you and will not leave us. Zhang Lin's eyes flashed softly, and he said movingly.

Fat man: "Great, M, I've wanted to do it for a long time." Quick, help me untie the rope. ”

Ali and Wei Dayong did not delay and hurriedly untied the rope.

Mo Feifei picked up one of the people's AK47s, picked up a few magazines and stuffed them on his body, and then said to them: "This group of bandits has a batch of ammunition on the third floor, you go and get it, resist them." People who don't know how to shoot guns, who are responsible for carrying ammunition, should be careful. ”

Listening to his tone, it seems like he is not fighting with everyone.

The fat man hurriedly asked, "Brother Fan, where are you going?"

Mo Feifei: "I'll go downstairs and do it behind their backs, these people are a scourge, and they must not be allowed to leave here." Fatty, I'll leave it to you here. Also, Boss Wei, you can call the police now. ”

After Mo Feifei hurriedly arranged it, he quickly left the place.

The fat man was ordered to take on the role of helmsman and immediately took on the role of helmsman, commanding everyone, and according to Mo Feifei's instructions in advance, he went to the third floor of the dormitory to look for munitions.

At the same time, Ruan Zhihui led a group of people and quickly rushed here. Mo Feifei had just gone down the first floor when they arrived. Mo Fei had an idea, and quickly hid in a pile of weeds in front of the door.

Because the sky was dark and the surrounding environment was dark, Ruan Zhihui and his party did not find Mo's extraordinary figure.

They were very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were on the second floor, where the hostages had been held.

When he saw his five brothers lying in a pool of blood, and there was no trace of those hostages, the drug lord Ruan Zhihui was so angry that he stomped his feet and scolded heavily: "What's going on with this, who killed Lao Tzu's people, what about Lao Tzu's meat ticket?" (Yue)

The people around him were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, they lowered their heads, you look at me, I look at you, they were all at a loss.

Then, a tall man beside Ruan Zhihui squatted down and examined the wounds of the five deceased people on the ground. After seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but gasp and stood up in surprise: "Boss, they were killed by hard ideas." (Vietnam)

Ruan Zhihui's eyes widened like a cowbell, and he said heavily: "What do you say?" (Yue)

The tall man explained: "Look at the wounds on their bodies, all of them are hit in the heart, the center of the eyebrows, such a key position, and it is a single shot. These brothers are not weak, but they have no chance to fight back, so it can be seen how fast the person who fired the gun is. If you want to do this, you can't do it unless you're a gold medal killer on the rivers and lakes. Even if one of our people pulls around, there will be no more than five people who can do this. (Vietnam)

After listening to his analysis, everyone around couldn't help but gasp. Could it be that the special forces of the government army did it?

But there's no reason. If it was really a special forces, it wouldn't be just a little bit of movement.

Ruan Zhihui carried the AK47, shot around the ceiling, and scolded: "I don't care who these bastards are, find them out for me, Lao Tzu will peel off his skin." (Vietnam)

"Yes, big brother!" everyone agreed, and hurriedly drove away.

After most of them left, Ruan Zhihui pulled the tall man behind his back and whispered, "Are you sure about dealing with that hard idea? (Vietnam)

The tall man rubbed his chin and nodded: "I can give it a try, but I am not completely sure that I can win him, and I have to see him." (Vietnam)

"Well, if you can kill him, I'll hand over my arms deal to you in the future, and I'll give you another million dollars as a reward. Ruan Zhihui opened his mouth wide and assured.

Since ancient times, there must be brave men under heavy rewards. Ruan Zhihui also understands this truth.

Sure enough, the tall man's eyes began to light up when he heard the boss offer such generous conditions. He nodded emphatically and said confidently: "Okay boss, watch me screw his head off and avenge his dead brothers." (Vietnam)

As they spoke, a fierce burst of gunfire rang out.

It turned out that it was Ruan Zhihui's subordinates who looked for someone and found the third floor. As soon as the two unlucky eggs emerged, they were beaten into a sieve by the fat man and others who had been waiting for a long time.

"The third floor! Oops, our arms!" (Vietnamese) Nguyen Zhihui thought that the remaining arms on his side were all on the third floor, and hurriedly ran out with a gun.

"How do they know that our munitions are on the third floor. The taller man was puzzled.

Ruan Zhihui stomped his feet: "The ghost knows, it's really damn damn hell." (Vietnam)

While scolding, he trotted towards the stairs.

At this time, Ruan Zhihui's subordinates had already exchanged fire with the fat man and others on the third floor.

On the fat man's side, except for himself and the six fraternities of Flame, the others couldn't even hold a gun, let alone shoot it.

At the beginning of the battle, Wei Dayong's wife and several of his subordinates were even more frightened, and they were all stunned, only Wei Dayong's three or four-year-old son kept crying and shouting for his parents.

When the fat man asked them to bring the ammunition, they woke up like a dream and hurried into action.

The fat man's side is not manpowered, and the combat effectiveness is not too strong, but there are two advantages, that is, there is enough ammunition and condescendingly occupies the advantageous terrain.

On the side of Ruan Zhihui's big drug lord, there are enough people, strong combat effectiveness and murderous people. However, they have two disadvantages, that is, the ammunition is not very sufficient, and in addition to being in a disadvantageous position on the second floor.

Both sides had their own advantages and disadvantages, and the fight was so difficult to solve, the sky fell apart, and the bullets poured out of each other's chambers as if they didn't want money, until the floor was splashed with dirt and bullet holes everywhere.

(End of chapter)