"Holy!" Yang Chen exclaimed in surprise, "You guessed this?" ”

"Don't pull the calves, have they evacuated?"

Yang Chen was stunned, "Boss, what are you talking about?" ”

Zhang Han stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and dusted off the ashes, "Still?" Those seventeen policemen couldn't be in the vault, otherwise they would have been shot out, and those few miscellaneous pieces just now ran out again, what else could they be if they didn't go to take hostages? ”

Yang Chen smacked his mouth boringly, "Boss, there is no suspense at all about doing things with you, how do you know everything?" ”

"Use your brain." After Zhang Han finished speaking, he tapped his head with his fingers.

"We went a step too late, one policeman was killed, and three others were seriously injured, and now we have all evacuated safely, and we guess this will have been out."

Zhang Han was expressionless and silent, "Damn...... Forget it, you and Yang Xu are now looking for a heavy machine gun to guard. ”

"Roger."

Yang Xu also heard the conversation between his brother and Zhang Han from the headset, and went straight to the third floor, where there were several calibers on the ground with 14. The 7mm heavy high-level dual-purpose machine gun, and the bullets as thick as ham sausages, all look like they make people's scalps tingle.

Outside the vault, Zhang Han took another cigarette, and the girl said sickly,

"Second Young Master, shouldn't you be scared to come out?"

Zhang Han didn't speak, but the secret path is really possible, but it is impossible for them to spend the New Year in it, and they will come out sooner or later.

The night is very quiet, there is a moon hidden in the clouds hanging in the sky, and the city of Zhanjiang looks quiet and peaceful under the moonlight, but everyone knows that under this seemingly peaceful appearance, the god of death is hiding in the shadows and snickering, the scythe in his hand is waved high, flashing cold light and approaching the necks of some people.

Waited another five minutes, suddenly! The door of the vault made a series of metal crashing sounds, and then slowly opened a crack, and was violently opened, and seven or eight guns poked out from the inside, and it was a burst of brainless shooting at the outside, regardless of whether there was anyone outside.

"Dada...... Bang! Bang! ”

As the gunshots rang out, the muzzles of the guns spewed out high-temperature flames, and each bullet rushed towards everything that was facing it with terrifying destructive power, and the outer wall skin was knocked off a layer, revealing a gray concrete structure.

......The gunfire continued for several more seconds before being stopped by One-Eye's wave of his hand.

"Stop!"

The fritters changed their magazines and looked outside,

"Boss, the strip outside is gone, hahaha...... I'll just say that they are bluffing, and with the guys in our hands now, the police in the entire Zhanjiang City are not enough for us to kill. ”

One-eyed and Mao Anan glanced at each other, "Don't be careless, brothers, take the money with us, and kill you if you encounter it." ”

More than a dozen large bags containing money were carried on the ground, and some of the robbers had two in their hands, and they were almost unable to hold their guns. People are like this, under the confusion of money and profit, the IQ of the brain becomes almost as low as that of a three-year-old child, and they themselves have not yet realized it.

After speaking, Mao Anan turned on the walkie-talkie again, "Ah Fei...... Hoodlum!! Viagra?? talking. ”

After screaming several times in a row and not responding, Mao Anan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart,

"Brother Wang, Ah Fei, they ......"

One-eyed turned around and walked away,

"If the strips are going to deal with them, now is the perfect time for us to leave."

Mao Anan didn't stay too long, and chased after him as soon as he threw the walkie-talkie.

Walking in the front were two robbers who had nothing with them, the muzzles of their guns were aimed at the front, they could be regarded as the vanguard of the squad, and the seven or eight people in the back were either carrying money bags and assault rifles, or simply hanging their guns on their backs and carrying two heavy money bags in their hands.

At the back of the group were Mao Anan and One-Eye, and beside them stood two robbers with bazookas, apparently ready to be used as support in the event of an attack.

This corridor is not very long, but it makes people feel an indescribable pressure, as if there will be ambushes in front of them at any time, and they will be caught off guard, just a few meters away, they walked for five minutes, and some of them were soaked in cold sweat.

Seeing that this speed was too slow, One-Eye kicked the ass of the person in front of him and kicked the other party to the front.

"Malegobi, your legs are scared to go limp? We want guns and guns in our hands, we want people and people, what are we afraid of! ”

As soon as he scolded like this, the robbers quickened their pace slightly, and when they reached the hall, they didn't even look at it, and went straight to the elevator in the opposite direction.

At this time, Zhang Han was spitting out smoke rings, and when he saw those people rushing their butts at him, they were frowning in the elevator,

"Hey, what are you busy with in the middle of the night?"

Hearing what we were talking behind them, the dozen or so robbers quickly turned their bodies around and raised their guns to face Zhang Han, and Chen Peng also raised two Type 95 assault rifles at them.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became imminent, and no one could guarantee that the muzzles of the dozen or so rifles would suddenly open fire at Zhang Han in the next millisecond, and whether the sound of gunfire would drown out this rare tranquility.

Seeing that there were only three people, One-Eye breathed a sigh of relief and smiled,

"Are you looking for death? Three people dare to block the muzzle? ”

Although he was pointed at by more than a dozen guns, One-Eye could not see the slightest fear in Zhang Han's eyes, and he didn't even have emotional fluctuations, as if he was being pointed at by more than a dozen burning sticks, and there was no threat at all.

Zhang Han also smiled, and the girls said sickly,

"Blocks and bullets are nothing, and shells are not unblocked."

Mao Anan's eyes flashed with murderous intent,

"Well, I'll do it for you!" After speaking, he just raised his hand and was about to wave it down, but was stopped by Zhang Han.

"Stop!"

Mao Anan hung in the air, looked at the one-eyed, one-eyed said,

"What, scared to death?"

Zhang Han took a deep breath of cigarette, spit it out, and then stood up and walked towards Mao Anan and them, Chen Peng and the lady were sick close behind, and the robbers all raised their vigilance, and the guns were aimed at the three of them.

Zhang Han said slowly and unhurriedly,

"In my Zhang Han's dictionary, the page that I am afraid of death has long been torn off and wiped my ass, now you give me a smarter, we both have guns, and the big deal is to die together, and that is a very unwise choice, you broke in with your life, and you were about to succeed, but you were killed, don't you think it's a pity?"

Mao Anan and One-Eye stared at Chen Peng and the girl's illness tightly, facing the muzzle of their heads, and the corners of their eyes jumped wildly, even if they had the advantage in numbers and could kill all the other party, the price to pay was certain, and it seemed that the price that the other party wanted them to pay was Mao Anan and himself! One-eyed took a deep breath, he died, isn't this money cheaper than these fritters?

"What do you want to do??" One-Eye asked.

Zhang Han didn't answer in a hurry, threw the cigarette butt at his feet and stepped on it, and then turned around.