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"You...... Can you still run? ”

The simple punch brought an unbelievably huge impact, and the door on that side collapsed, and the whole car seemed to be swung violently by a multi-ton sledgehammer, and it swung open to the side with a loud bang, and the glass on all sides turned into debris in the sky in this violent impact, and pounced on everyone's body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info When Jiaming leaned on the broken car window and showed a smiling face inside, and when he said this, Ying Zifeng looked at the figure, his teeth clicked, and he trembled uncontrollably.

Although he also knew that there were some people who had trained their strength to the limit and could barely achieve the immediate effect, it definitely did not have such a thunderous impact as in front of him. Ying Zifeng was frightened, but the few people next to him reacted after a short period of shock, and the moment before turning the muzzle of the gun to Jia Ming's side, Jia Ming's two hands holding the gun had already suddenly reached out of the window and pressed on the heads of the two people next to him.

Bang -

Blood was spilled all over the carriage.

At close range, the destructive power of the modified large-caliber pistol in Jiaming's hand was exerted to the extreme, the two heads and even the shoulders exploded, and the flesh and blood pounced on the person next to him, and most of Ying Zifeng's body was covered with blood and broken meat, at this time, he just looked at Jiaming's muzzle in a daze, his teeth were fighting, he raised his left hand and patted it on his body, and patted it again, the blood red stained his palm, no matter how he patted it, it seemed that he was about to be stupid.

Hundreds of people at the exit of the market watched the scene in amazement, and at some point, it was as quiet as night.

The next moment, the bullet sparked on the ground, and on the farther road, more than 20 police cars turned the corner of the street over there with great momentum, rushing towards this side, a sniper leaned out on the roof of the car, aiming at this side, Jia Ming lowered his head, a bullet whistled over his head, his two guns were aimed at Ying Zifeng in the carriage, and the other two surviving agents did not dare to move.

"What are you doing running so fast, I've always wanted to say something to you......"

Jiaming knocked the pistol on Ying Zifeng's head twice, and then, the smile disappeared, "You have ten minutes to explain the future." ”

After saying this, he took two steps back, then turned around and rushed into the chaotic crowd of the vegetable market, disappeared in a moment, and in the chaos of the crowd, more than twenty police cars finally approached the bloodstained taxi.

Watching this scene on the car TV, Fang Zhitian closed his eyes with a headache, and then breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay...... He wants to talk about ......"

A person sitting next to him whispered to the other side, frowned, and leaned over again: "I'm afraid...... It's hard to say, what he said was to give Ying Zifeng ten minutes to explain the aftermath, it may be to make him feel more fearful, Ying Zifeng ...... I'm almost stupefied now......"

"Uh......" Fang Zhitian was stunned for a moment, "Ten minutes...... Where is he now? ”

Run! Run! Run!

Perhaps frightened by the hint of Jiaming's death, but also scared out of his potential, Ying Zifeng ran wildly in the building that had not yet been renovated, the hall, the corridor, the room, nothing could stop his determination to escape, at this moment, he just wanted to escape from the footsteps chasing behind him, and find a place to hide, the flesh and mucus sprinkled with his head and face seemed to tell him that even if there were many people, it was meaningless.

The agents in the rear reached out and grabbed him several times, but they couldn't catch him.

Wooden frames, plastic buckets, cardboard boxes, discarded lunch boxes, the crowd chased through the corridors, and finally, Ying Zifeng stepped on a steel pipe under his feet, slipped suddenly, and threw himself on the ground. The agent in the rear jumped and threw him to the ground: "Mr. Ying, we ...... now"

Step-

Footsteps rang out at the entrance of the corridor ahead, and the figure pulled a rope and fell to the ground.

Ying Zifeng, who was lying on the ground, raised his head, and the agent who grabbed him also raised his head at the same time, raising his gun.

Several agents who were chasing from behind raised their different weapons. Then, a violent gunshot rang out throughout the building.

The firelight flew and the smoke filled the air, and a mirror placed in the shadows over there shattered into powder in an uproar of the crazy gunshots, and the next moment, blood was once again splashed all over Ying Zifeng's body.

"Ahh

In the confrontation between the two sides of the corridor, Ying Zifeng desperately got up, rushed back in the direction he came, and when he ran past several agents, one of them was shot and flew out upside down, it seemed that he was running at almost the same speed, and he could even see the slight blinking movements and distorted expression of the person as he flew up in the air.

Leaving the agents to shoot at the Grim Reaper, he screamed and rushed out of this corridor, in a hall in front of him, several figures seemed to see him and wanted to rush towards him, he showed a frightened expression, suddenly froze, fell to the ground, and the next moment, he struggled to get up frantically, ran in the other direction where no one was around, a sharp pain in his shoulder came, and he didn't know if it was a stray bullet or something that pierced his shoulder blade, his body shook a little, and he continued to run lifelessly, in front of him, there was a staircase leading to the second floor...... At least at this point, he had been frightened crazy by the explosion of human body and blood all over his body.

It's indescribable confusion.

As the gun-wielding figure advanced through the building, the flowers of death continued to bloom in the burst of gunfire, here, the number of people no longer represented the advantage, when the accurate marksmanship and sensitive reaction were exerted to the extreme, he became the god of death, any object that moved back in his field of vision, was destroyed at the first time, and with the explosion in the crossfire, the stairwell collapsed, blocking most of the police below. Without support, the gunfire and explosions on the second floor suddenly subsided, Ying Zifeng was shot in the leg, leaned on the side of the corridor, gritted his teeth to prevent himself from calling out, and in the footsteps, a figure at one end of the corridor suddenly appeared, and then was shot out, he turned around, and the nightmare-like figure held a gun in his hand and walked slowly.

"Ah......h

In a hoarse cry, Ying Zifeng crawled to the ground and struggled to the fork in the T-shaped corridor. A grenade was thrown out of Jia Ming's hand, and the corridor at the other end exploded with billowing waves of air, and the flames marked that side as a forbidden area. Ying Zifeng turned the corner and desperately crawled in the direction of the third corridor.

On the crowded street outside, a police station chief instructed others to climb up to the second floor, listened to the explosion, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "I don't even know what's going on...... The second son of the Ying family...... Who the hell did you provoke......"

Blood gushed out from his thighs, pulling out a long line of blood on the ground, Ying Zifeng climbed until he was weak, and listened to the footsteps behind him to follow: "Ten minutes have passed, are you ready?" ”

"Don't kill me...... Don't kill me......"

The figure with the gun smiled: "Drug trafficking can be shot, you want me not to kill you, that girl just disturbed your interest, why don't you want to kill her......"

"Don't kill me......"

Crawling forward on the ground, Ying Zifeng could only say this sentence trembling all over his body at this time. Suddenly, the muzzle of the gun in the rear was raised, and a figure appeared at the end of the corridor, he raised his hand, as much as possible to show friendship, and at the same time, several figures appeared beside him, also aiming the muzzle of the gun.

"Don't be impulsive, I just want to talk and try to find a ...... Can be solved......" The man sighed as he walked forward, "I think this matter has made too much trouble......"

"Uncle Fang......" Ying Zifeng looked at the figure coming over for a long time, and finally muttered a word.

"If I kill him, it'll be solved."

"You know it's not that simple."

The voice of the conversation remembered that in the corridor, Ying Zifeng suddenly seemed to have strength again, and crawled forward frantically: "Uncle Fang, help!" Uncle Fang ......, "He is as fragile as a child at this time, even though his own family and the Fang family are not very warm, even if he doesn't have much affection for Fang Zhitian, but the appearance of this Yanhuang awakened leader here can indeed give people great courage." Approaching Ying Zifeng, Fang Zhitian stretched out his left hand: "Give me your hand, I will save you." ”

Ying Zifeng, who was crawling on the ground, stretched out his right hand and shook it.

Fang Zhitian's right hand was placed behind him, and when he took it out again, he raised a sharp saber half a meter long, and the sword light slashed through the air.

"Ahh

A heart-rending cry of pain sounded in the corridor, this was not the first time Ying Zifeng shouted it today, but it was definitely the most painful one he felt. Blood shot out, and Ying Zifeng's right hand was broken at the elbow at this moment.

"So you're going to give me a little bit of leverage to talk to first......"

From reaching out, to waving the knife, until the arm was cut off, this middle-aged man with great power didn't even blink his eyes, and after muttering this sentence in his mouth, he handed the broken arm and knife in his hand to Cui Guohua behind him, and then kicked Ying Zifeng away. In the time that Ye Lian was bandaging the broken arm of Ying Zifeng, who was howling, he raised his head.

"You know, I'm embarrassed to get it like this today." The middle-aged man smiled, "However, I want to say that it has not really reached the bottom line, and there is still the possibility of redemption." So...... I want to talk about ......"

(To be continued)