The tailoring ceremony has been completed, and Mr. Hu Fei, the Chinese ambassador to South Korea, still has something to do, so he plans to say goodbye to Zhao Changshu.

"Mr. Hu, why don't you stay and have a light meal together. Mr. Zhao has already prepared a sumptuous lunch. Cui Haozhe, who was standing on the side, said for Zhao Changshu.

Hu Fei was about to refuse, but heard Zhao Changshu say: "Ambassador Hu, I'm afraid you can't leave Duping Martial Arts School for the time being, we may be in trouble." Do you say, Officer Park? ”

The last sentence of Cho Changshu was said to Police Chief Park Jung-myung. Park Jeong-myung's eyes were fixed in one direction in the crowd, where six young people who looked like students with backpacks were crowding into the crowd. Years of police career told Park that there was likely to be something wrong with the six men.

"It seems like that, Ambassador Hu, Mr. Cui, you better go inside and hide first." Park Zhengming said with a wry smile.

In order to maintain order at the scene and to prevent the owl from suddenly appearing, Park Jung-myung brought four policemen when he came. At the signal of Park Zhengming, four policemen also squeezed through the crowd and slowly surrounded the six people.

The six young men finally squeezed through the crowd and reached the front of the stage, where the four policemen were still more than ten meters away.

I saw that after the six young people squeezed through the crowd, they naturally gathered in a row, and at the same time, they stretched out their hands to their waists, and the black pistol handle appeared in people's sight.

"Ahh They have guns! A girl put her head in her hands and screamed.

A young man raised his foot and kicked the girl's stomach, and the girl's body suddenly flew upside down and smashed into the pile, and the screams in her mouth stopped abruptly.

At the same time, the six young people completed the action of pulling out their guns at the same time, and at this time, the figures of Hu Fei and Cui Haozhe had disappeared in the gate of Du Ping Martial Arts School, so the six guns were aimed at Zhao Chang and Park Zhengming on the side of the stage at the same time.

"Don't move! Police, lay down your arms and raise your hands! The four policemen roared almost at the same time, and they all pulled out their guns and pointed them at the six young men. However, the hands of the four policemen were trembling slightly, this kind of scene was the first time they had encountered, there were six gunmen on the opposite side, and there were people everywhere, the ghost knew who he would shoot if he shot, the bullet would shoot someone, maybe the gunman didn't shoot, but the innocent people around him were shot in the head!

What scared them the most was that maybe their guns hadn't gone off yet, and they were shot in the head by the gunmen first.

The corners of the mouths of the six young gunmen picked up evilly, and they knew that in front of them, the other party would never dare to shoot. The police don't dare, they dare!

The six of them didn't hesitate to pull the trigger, and they wanted to beat Zhao's spear, which was already close at hand, into a sieve! However, at this moment, the unexpected happened.

A policeman was overly nervous, and his finger inadvertently pulled the trigger, and the gun in his hand made a crisp sound, and the muzzle of the gun jumped suddenly, and the gun almost flew out of the officer's hand.

The huge sound of gunfire and the beating muzzle of the gun made the policeman's nerves in a state of collapse, he actually let out a strange scream in his mouth, and then closed his eyes and subconsciously pulled the trigger continuously, until the pistol came out with the sound of a click of the firing pin, and he had to stop shooting.

When the gunfire stopped, the officer's face was covered with sweat, and he didn't dare to open his eyes to see what was going on.

Maybe the gunmen didn't hit it, and the masses were killed and wounded, right? This guy thought.

"Wow! Kim Jung-yang, you are a god, a sharpshooter possessed! You're not fighting alone! Kim Zhengyang's heart was pounding, and at this moment, a colleague's exclamation suddenly sounded in his ears.

Only then did Kim Jong-yang open his eyes and look at the six young people not far away, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately opened his mouth wide and stopped talking.

I saw that the six young people who were originally arrogant and infinite all fell in a pool of blood, each of their heads was covered with blood, and even seriously deformed, obviously they were shot in the head, one guy was the worst, not only was he shot in the head, but also his chest was beaten into a sieve, and the clothes on his chest were beaten into strips of cloth by bullets.

Kim Jong Yang swallowed hard and frothed, but did not speak, he really didn't believe that these six people would die under his snatch. When he was shooting, he was shooting in one direction blindly, and it was impossible to kill all six people in different positions! If that chest that was shot into a sieve was his masterpiece, he believed it.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if he was shooting blindly when he shot just now, but the muzzle of the gun jumped to change the direction of the shot, but he couldn't shoot the enemy's gun in the head like a divine help, right?

However, Kim Jong-yang had only three colleagues by his side, and their guns were all cold, and they didn't even smell of gunsmoke, so it was clear that they never fired a gun. Among the four guns, only the muzzle of his own gun was still emitting faint green smoke, which showed that these six people must have been killed by themselves!

But that's impossible! Could it be that he was really possessed by an immortal just now? Didn't you fight alone just now?

Just when Kim Jong-yang was puzzled, several reporters instantly surrounded him, pointed the microphone at him, first complimented him a series of times, and then asked a series of questions.

Today, Du Ping Martial Arts School opened, and there were many reporters who came. Suddenly there was a shootout, this is an excellent news material, hot and hot, if this is played, the effect is absolutely good.

Kim Jong-yang saw that he was afraid that he would not be able to take this credit today, so he had to stammer and began to answer reporters' questions.

From beginning to end, Zhao Changlan's eyes did not blink, and when he saw Kim Zhengyang surrounded by reporters, he smiled and said to Park Zhengming beside him: "Sure enough, there are no weak soldiers under the strong general!" Chief Pounce's men are truly heroic. ”

"Hehe, the heroic one should be Mr. Zhao's person, right?" Park Zhengming looked at Zhao Changshu with a smile, and then looked up at the two hot air balloons floating in the sky, especially at the doctor floating in the low sky.

He also saw the scene just now, although he didn't see clearly how these six people were shot to death, but he knew that these six people were definitely not shot to death by Kim Jongyang, and even the guy whose chest was beaten into a sieve by Kim Jongyang was not killed by Kim Jongyang. Because after the man was shot in the head, he made up countless shots on the corpse.

Park Zhengming is a veteran criminal policeman who has dealt with all kinds of criminals all his life, and he knows the door here, and from the parts of the six young people, he can roughly guess where the bullet came from.

There is no other place but the hot air balloon floating low in the sky!

However, Park Zhengming is also a smart person, since Zhao Changshu is unwilling to admit that these people were killed by his people, it is inconvenient for him to break Zhao Changshu in public. But at this moment, Park Zhengming made up his mind in his heart, and when this matter passed, he must have a good talk with Zhao Changshu.

South Korea is a gun-ban country, and it is not a good thing that Cho's man with a gun actually has a gun. His personal relationship with Zhao Changshu is a personal relationship, but official affairs still have to be done officially.

The doctor floating in the air looked at the situation underground with a blank face, then sat down in the large hanging basket, withdrew from the sand eagle's magazine, and began to press bullets into the magazine.

Ever since the six young men came into the doctor's field of vision, the doctor has been struggling in the air to adjust the direction of the hot air balloon, trying to keep himself in the best position to shoot. When the six men took out their matching guns, he had already stabilized the hot air balloon, and with both hands holding the guns, he aimed the muzzles of the golden sand eagles at the six people.

"Bang bang bang!"

The doctor wasn't the four scumbag cops, and he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger! The seven-round magazine was shot out by the doctor in one go, and the sand eagle with a large recoil force was actually shot by this guy with the effect of a submachine gun, and the gun shot his head!

Almost at the same time as he pulled the trigger, Kim Jong Yang on the ground also inadvertently pulled the trigger due to excessive tension.

The sound of the sand eagle was huge, but the sound of the huge motor of the hot air balloon and the gunfire of Kim Jong Yang completely covered up the sound of the sand eagle when he shot, and no one knew that the six corpses on the ground were killed by this person on the hanging basket.

"Holy! It's still a lot worse than the boss! I guess the boss is a hundred times better than me when he launches with one hand, right? The doctor said to himself as he pressed the bullet into the magazine.

"Hey! Doctor, good grades! Kill six people in seconds, amazing! It's a pity that you may be an unsung hero, and your credit has been robbed by that policeman. The doctor's headset came from Aaron Hung's teasing voice.

"The credit would have belonged to him, at least he dared to shoot, and the remaining three were completely stupid." The doctor said to the neckline, and at the same time, pushed the repressed magazine into the pistol with a click.

"Cut! In fact, he is the most cowardly one, the other three can at least hold their own guns, he can't even hold his own guns, it's not that he's playing with guns, it's guns playing with him! Aaron Hong said. How Kim Jong Yang's gun was fired, he could see clearly through the telescope from high altitude.

"Watch your surroundings, the owl should be about to appear." The voice of Brother Gun came from the headsets of both people at the same time.

"Yes! Brother Gun, I'm searching for a target, as long as he dares to appear, I'll shoot him in the head immediately! In Zhao Changlan's headset, Hong Aaron's confident voice came.

Although there was a shootout, the whole process from the appearance of the gunman to the shooting took less than a few minutes, and the people gathered in front of the Duping Martial Arts School had not yet come back to their senses, and the shootout was over, so it did not cause a riot. Not only did there be no riot, but many well-wishers even hid not far away to watch the excitement, with a look of excitement on their faces. It seems that liking onlookers is the common nature of human beings, not the patent of Chinese people.

At this time, no one noticed that a tall man in a black suit, a top hat, and a pair of big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose walked out of the crowd and hurriedly walked towards the Pearl Building not far away. At the moment of leaving, he pressed a remote control in his hand.

Behind the six corpses lying on the ground, they all carried a black backpack, and at this time, a faint yellow smoke came out of each backpack, gently drifting with the wind, as if a lit cigarette had been placed in the backpack, and it was difficult to detect with the naked eye if you did not look closely.

Park Zhengming put aside the Zhao spear beside him and walked towards a corpse, he wanted to see the true face of these people. Outwardly, these people are all Koreans, and they are supposed to be from the Seoul gang. Maybe we can get some valuable clues from them.