Xing Zhibang glanced at Lin Feng, he also couldn't figure out why he had become so weak in front of Lin Feng, and he couldn't even show his usual manhood of one hundred and eight, but then he gave the order to retreat, because Lin Feng was right, the other party was too strong, and they were looking for death face to face.

"Don't look at it, it's useless to watch, if you don't get it, you'll take your life, they use blocking, didn't you find out that they were shot by gun? If you go to fight back now, you can only take your life, if they don't come out to fight head-on, we can only wait, your support will definitely arrive in a short time, the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for us, what they want is me, believe me, they will appear on the road in a while, and then they will do it again. Lin Feng said to Xing Zhibang, who stretched out his head to look at the situation outside, opened a bottle of Coke and took a sip.

Lin Feng is such a bastard, he will never do what he can't do, at this time, the distance between the enemy and himself is too far, others are in the dark, he is in the light, and he will never waste his strength if he can shoot.

No matter how strong that group is, the bullets will always run out, as long as they don't come forward, they will definitely come to find them, this is Lin Feng's logic to the enemy. He's a killer who knows when the time is best and can see the men's love of war and its true purpose.

Xing Zhibang was affected by Lin Feng's calmness, retreated, wiped the sweat from his face, and asked, "How many people are on the other side, how can they have such a powerful weapon?" ”

"There won't be more than three at most, the weapon must have something to do with the fat dragon, this guy hasn't been smuggling for a year or two, except for him, no one in S City can get such high-grade goods, they are simply wasting weapons and doing meaningless things." Lin Fengtou is the analysis of the Tao.

Xing Zhibang also seems to have a big brain. "No, these people are sick and dissatisfied with the police."

"Drink some water, take a break, wait a minute, if you don't die, I'll give you a chance to catch me, I promise they will be on the street within half an hour, these people are not dissatisfied with the police, they are psychopathic characters who like to use police to practice guns." Lin Feng said with certainty.

Frank was the first to hit the street, he was dressed in a black field suit, holding an M60 machine gun, wearing a hat diagonally, sweeping people when he saw them, striding meteors, as if entering no man's land, wild, domineering, invincible feeling, calmly walked forward, shot and killed several wounded policemen.

"Grass md, what the hell is this sacred." Xing Zhibang's eyes widened, looking at the burly killer in front of him, Frank was standing there like a machine gun bunker, it was difficult to get close to him.

"Mercenaries, I've fought with this kind of person before, don't want to die, now I would be good if I had a yin, the distance is too far, your bird-fighting guns won't work at all." Lin Feng looked at the submachine gun in his hand and said.

Xing Zhibang didn't say a word in the face of Lin Feng's ridicule, in fact, he also knew that the person was carrying an M60 in his hand, and the gun that Lin Feng snatched from him could only be regarded as a shotgun.

At this moment, a Porsche burst out of a dark tunnel, squeaked the tires against the ground as it flicked, and then rushed towards the street, which made it feel like the whole world had slowed down.

The head of the traitor who was driving the car bit his lip and scolded: "CNM, it's terrible to have a machine gun, I'll kill you." ”

He drove straight towards Frank, who came back, and suddenly the sound of a machine gun and the bullet flew towards the Porsche. Bullet casings crackled and splashed on the ground, and the world seemed to be fighting with only one man and one car.

The glass was broken, the big cover made a few holes, Gong Zheng's eyes lit up, he looked at the monster with a firm look that he had never had, lowered his head, and stepped on the accelerator when the bullet could not hurt himself, and the muscles on his face were straining, as if he wanted to step through the bottom of the car. If it weren't for the sound of the machine gun slashing, the sound of the Porsche's high-power engine would definitely sound like a mad bison, and the exhaust pipe was on fire.

Frank rolled away at the last minute, he was strong, but he couldn't match the speed of a high-speed Porsche.

"That's all I can do, I've used it all, Lao Tzu's new car, damn it." Gong Zheng scolded and flew to the other end of the street, he flew away, and his newly bought car was scrapped because of this, one of the hands holding the steering wheel was scratched by a piece of glass, his face was like he had just been drenched in the rain, and his heart felt like his throat was beating out, and when he was about 200 meters, the speed of the car slowed down, and he jumped out of the car and fell into a dilapidated warehouse-like house. The Porsche was blown to pieces by a missile.

Half-crouched, Frank began to shoot at two other cars not far away, two black Hondas, not very fast, one after the other in an S-shaped cross motion rushed towards Frank, and through the window came the head of a rather feminine man, who had a one-handed submachine gun in his hand.

This man's marksmanship is very different, on the high-speed Honda, several shots almost injured Frank, Frank had to roll a few meters away, hide in a small shop, and dodge Yu Junshan's attack.

Yu Junshan was shot in the shoulder, and the blood had already flowed down his arm to the car door, and he was still holding the gun, biting and shooting at Frank. The speed of the car is too fast, and this kind of shooting can only attract the attention of the opponent, but it is absolutely impossible to hurt the opponent.

At this time, another Honda suddenly rotated in the middle of the road and stopped at 80 degrees, a woman, no, strictly speaking, a girl with braids, a beautiful and wild face, slender as a pianist's hand but raised a silver pistol, her eyes looked directly at the machine gunner who was strafing Yu Junshan, and pulled the trigger, she used to be the first place in the shooting competition in the police academy, and no one in the police force could match. Frank was caught by Yu Junshan, and Xiao Lan suddenly shot him in the thigh. Frank knelt on one knee and turned the gun on Xiao Lan. Xiao Lan quickly turned the car, dodged the strafing of the machine gun, and returned along the road.

"Xiao Lan." Xing Zhibang said in surprise, whether it was Xiao Lan's demeanor or marksmanship that surprised this guy, no one knew.

As soon as Xing Zhibang's words fell, Lin Fenghu beside him ran out of the shop, and after a roll, he picked up a piece of car door from the road that was separated from the owner, blocking the bullets that might come at any time. After that, he quickly got into the boutique that had already been separated by the glass door opposite, and found a few knives on the shelves with them stuck in his waist.

Xing Zhibang looked at Lin Feng who had just rushed past him in surprise, it was so fast, so fast that he couldn't believe that it was a person, and now he finally understood why he always felt that this person was incredible, and then Lin Feng disappeared from the small shop.