Chapter 173: Blood-Splattered Border
"Notice at ten o'clock, a black Poussin." Tom uses the walkie-talkie to remind everyone to pay attention.
Zhao Fei looked in the direction of ten o'clock, and sure enough, a black Poussin slowly flashed out, and there were four people sitting in the car, all of them were bald Mexican youths, and the young people in the co-pilot seat were all tattooed on their arms.
The car is indeed suspicious.
Zhao Fei's left lane slowly drove up a white Mazda, blocking the view between him and the black Poussin.
The white Mazda's passenger window slowly rolled down, revealing a snow-white Satsuma dog, barking at Zhao Fei a few times.
Tom's voice came over the intercom: "There is news from the front, the traffic jam is because a vehicle is broken down in the middle of the road, but it will take time to remove the car, everyone is paying attention, if they want to rob people, it is easiest to start in this kind of boundary." ”
How can there be such a coincidence, but at this time, the car can just break in the middle of the road, it must be the people of the Ram Gang who are playing ghosts.
Tom's voice came over the intercom again: "Everyone, pay attention to the direction of three o'clock, a red Mercedes, very suspicious." Everyone opened the windows and put their guns up. ”
Zhao Fei saw that in the right lane, in a red Mercedes-Benz, there were four young men who killed Matt, with colorful hair, and the driver was wearing a nose ring and a colorful tattoo on his neck.
The atmosphere at the scene was depressing, and the air was full of danger.
Zhao Fei held the walkie-talkie: "Tom, should we come out?" ”
Tom's voice came over the intercom: "No, stay in the car and watch them come out again."
Zhao Fei racked up the gun and aimed it at the red Mercedes.
The driver of the red Mercedes-Benz pointed at Zhao Fei and raised his middle finger.
“funk!” Zhao Fei cursed mentally, if he wasn't on a mission, he really wanted to clean up this group of killers.
"They have guns!" Linker shouted.
Zhao Fei also saw it at this time, in the back seat of the red Mercedes-Benz, a purple-haired bad young man actually took out an AK47.
At this time, a pompous man's voice came over the intercom: "Get out of the car!" ”
The pompous man was still wearing flip-flops, not even body armor, and stood in front of the red Mercedes to the left with a gun.
Zhao Fei also took everyone out of the car and rushed around the red Mercedes.
Josdan rushed in the direction of Black Poussin.
"Don't move, get out of the car, throw the gun away!" The pompous man shouted at the man in the red Mercedes.
The young man who killed Matt in the red Mercedes was stunned, looking at so many guns at the same time at him, one by one.
"Get out of the car, throw the gun away, and lie on the ground!" Zhao Fei also shouted at the people in the car.
The driver, who was still stretching out his middle finger at Zhao Fei just now, got out of the car, still holding a pistol in his hand, and looked at the people around him with guns pointing at him in horror.
"Throw the gun away and get on the ground!" Zhao Fei shouted at him.
Even if he wore a nose ring, it didn't give him any courage.
He was overly frightened, stiffened, and his right hand holding the gun trembled.
Suddenly, "Bang! As soon as a gunshot rang out, this little killer young man with a nose ring had an extra bullet hole in his chest, and immediately spurted out a bloody flower.
The pompous man actually shot at him.
The next one is even more exaggerated.
The pompous man shot several times in succession, hitting several bullet holes in the front windshield of the Mercedes-Benz, and blood splashed in the car for a while.
The two young men in the back seat who killed Matt were killed by bullets in the seat before they could lift the AK47 in their hands.
The pompous man's sudden cruelty stunned Zhao Fei.
"Quick, come over here!"
Zhao Fei was grabbed by the pompous man and pulled in the direction of the black Poussin.
Josdan was confronting them.
There were four bald young men in the black Poussang, their eyes staring straight at Jordan.
Each of them had guns in their hands.
Zhao Fei saw the pompous man, and knew that he could continue to do this to the black Pousang man what he did to the red Mercedes-Benz just now.
When the pompous man and Zhao Fei ran around Black Poussin, Josdan was holding a gun at them and was shouting at them to get out of their car and throw the gun away.
But these bald Mexican youths just stared at Jordan and didn't mean to get out of the car and throw away the guns.
Zhao Fei shook his head vigorously at the people in the car, telling them not to act rashly.
However, when a bald young man in the back seat was about to raise his gun, the pompous man fired.
The same scene as the red Mercedes-Benz just now was staged again in front of Zhao Fei.
The car was violently attacked by bullets, and the body of the car was jumping up and down, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew in the car, and after a burst of shooting, only four bald corpses were left in the car.
“cao!” Zhao Fei scolded, he hated the cruelty of pompous men, and sighed that these four young men did not listen to persuasion, and had to resist, but they also asked for hardship.
As soon as Zhao Fei turned his head, through the reversing mirror, he suddenly saw a person raising a gun, and he immediately squatted down.
Then "Bang! "A gunshot rang out.
He didn't hit Zhao Fei, but he heard Jeffrey cry out in pain, and his left arm was hit.
Zhao Fei immediately turned around and saw the person in the reversing mirror standing next to the Hummer.
Zhao Fei shot at him quickly, and fell to the ground with a headshot.
Jeffrey held his left arm, cursed, and leaned against the white Mazda.
Suddenly, the window pane of the white Mazda driver's seat rolled down, and Jeffrey was leaning against the driver's door.
"Jeffrey, get out of the way!" Zhao Fei yelled at Jeffrey.
But it was too late.
The driver of the white Mazda grabbed Jeffrey's shoulder with his left hand, took out a dagger with his right hand, stretched it out, and cut Jeffrey's neck hard, and Jeffrey's eyes were filled with despair.
The pompous man rushed forward, raised the muzzle of his gun and reached into the cab, and shot at the people inside, almost shooting a shuttle of bullets.
Jeffrey clutched his neck and slid down against the door until he sat down.
The white Mazda co-pilot's Satsuma dog, snow-white fur stained with the driver's blood, barked at the pompous man, and the pompous man pointed his gun at the Satsuma......
Zhao Fei rushed over and held Jeffrey's shoulder.
Jeffrey opened his eyes and wanted to say something to Zhao Fei, but there was a big hole in his neck, his trachea was cut, and he couldn't say anything, his eyes were full of disappointment, and he pointed to his clothes pocket.
Zhao Fei took out a wallet from Jeffrey's clothes pocket and opened it, with Xiao Ran's photo in it.
Zhao Fei understood, pointed to the photo of Xiao Ran in his wallet, and said to Jeffrey, "Let me take care of her, right?" ”
Hearing Zhao Fei's words, Jeffrey nodded and ran out of breath.
This place is really extremely dangerous, Zhao Fei and Ling Ke dragged Jeffrey's body to Coaster.
Tom stood next to the jeep, keeping his guard and beckoning everyone to get in the car at once.
The road ahead has been cleared, and the security guards at the border have come to clean up the mess.
Zhao Fei jumped on the Hummer and told Betty to drive quickly and get out of here.
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