After the glass ceiling was directly shattered, the ears of the people in the hall were filled with the sound of the spirals spinning at high speed, and the only thing left was the crazy gunfire that refused to stop for a second.

Hysterical, deafening!

Wang Fuxing finally realized the most intuitive difference between domestic operations and foreign operations, at least if it was at home, no matter how irrational the Wang family, which was known for its madness, would not use helicopter gunships to kill people.

And the Wang family, at least in the imperial palace, can't find such a thing.

There is occasional gun battles in China, but in large-scale conflicts, a few pistols can basically play a role in turning the situation around, and the use of submachine guns can be regarded as a major case that the Ministry of Public Security has to strictly investigate and handle.

Moreover, most of the perpetrators of this kind of case are also carried out in extremely private circumstances.

But what about now?

On the banks of the River Thames in London, near the London Eye, an ultra-luxurious club was directly attacked by two gunships.

Savage and tyrannical to the point of unscrupulousness.

"What the fuck."

Wang Fuxing couldn't help but scold, he reacted in an instant when he was the first to be knocked down by Liuli, hiding this woman who was much stronger than himself behind him, and the two of them, plus Xia Qingfeng, desperately moved under the table.

Although the table is not heavy and not a reliable cover, it has the advantage of being long enough for three people to have enough room to hide.

It's a mess.

Liuli struggled to rush to Wang Fuxing to protect him, Wang Fuxing's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, but his eyes were extremely cold, and he forcibly resisted the idea of slapping this woman, and scolded angrily and went back.

At this time, as long as it is a man, it is impossible for his woman to rush out to protect himself.

Strength?

Liuli's strength is indeed almost against the sky, but in such a scene, the so-called personal strength has become complete bullshit.

No matter how high the force value is, it is not that they rush up to resist the bullets, no one is a god, in the face of two behemoths in the air, do they really expect to blast them up with one punch after flying into the sky?

"Apache gunship."

Xia Qingfeng moved quickly, but even in this case, his tone was still calm: "But the hatch machine gun weapon system has been updated. ”

"Fungus Metal MG3 machine gun. This is a modern version of the famous German M42 machine gun during World War II, using NATO standard 7.62x5l mm ammunition, with a circular rate of fire of 1200~1400 rounds per minute, and a fire density between the M240 machine gun and the "mini gun". ”

Liuli's tone was quick and clear, with undisguised coldness and murderous intent, and at the end, she summed up softly: "It's not advanced." ”

Wang Fuxing smiled slightly bitterly.

Whether they are advanced or not has nothing to do with the overall situation in this situation, and there are two helicopter gunships in the air, which means that in this minute, they are facing more than 2,000 rounds of bullets.

What's even more frustrating is that ordinary helicopter gunships will carry short- and medium-range missiles.

Wang Fuxing wasn't sure if the two helicopters in the sky were carrying these things, if they did, only one would be enough to instantly raze the Caesars Club to the ground.

"Hey, damn it, help me! I'm going to die, I can't die, I'm worthy! ”

In the deafening sound of gunfire, Chuan's terrible and desperate voice rang out, and he twisted his body as hard as he could, trying to move the table stuck in front of him, his face pale without the slightest blood.

What is the concept of two heavy machine guns strafing in the air?

To be exact, it falls on the eyes of people like rain.

And it's a downpour!

Countless points of light were densely raging throughout the hall, the marble floor became shattered in an instant, and the table above Wang Fuxing and the others also appeared densely pop holes.

The three members of the wildfire unit, who did not have time to react, fell almost instantly.

In such a situation, life has become extremely fair, and several explosive female killers of Chuan, as well as the two female stars he particularly favors, have directly turned into corpses without suspense.

The bullets are still pouring.

In everyone's hearts, every second is getting longer and longer.

Chuan's howl stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking, and the countless bullets were indiscriminate attacks at all, and he didn't even have room to dodge when he was squeezed against the wall.

The tall and straight body turned red in an instant, and he couldn't even tell how many shots he had been shot, and the noble Young Master Chuan struggled to utter a few syllables in his throat, completely dead.

The strafing continues, and it seems to be even more furious!

"We've got to get out of here and get out."

Uncle Yun also got under the table and shouted wildly at the sound of gunfire.

The wooden table couldn't stop anything, especially the piercing bullets.

A few of them were lucky to have survived until now, and if a bullet rained down on the plank above their heads and a few people couldn't dodge, death was the only way for them.

But in such a situation, the chances of rushing out and being shot to death are definitely much greater than the chances of being alive.

Wang Fuxing touched the blood on his face, but in this crazy scene, his eyes were unprecedentedly calm.

"Wait."

He said.

His voice was loud, but there was not the slightest panic, but the blood on his face increased.

"How are you?"

Liuli whispered, but her voice trembled a little.

She can tolerate her own injury, but she can't tolerate Wang Fuxing's accident.

"Nothing."

Wang Fuxing shook his head and wiped his face, the wound on his face was wiped by a ricochet just now, the wound was not deep, so as not to leave a scar on his originally handsome face, but a little blood was inevitable.

The so-called ricochet is not an artifact to comfort lonely women, in layman's terms, it is a military term, when the bullet hits a smooth and hard object at a certain angle of inclination, the bullet can easily bounce and hit other objects.

The marble floor, the walls of the room, are all objects that have a high chance of deflecting bullets.

So under normal circumstances, two people with guns rarely choose to have a shootout inside the house as long as they are not crazy and sharpshooters.

Because if you can't hit the target 100%, then there is no logic to follow if the bullet is fired out and it bounces back, in other words, once the ricocheting happens, the rebounding bullet is very likely to kill itself.

But now that the two helicopters are strafing in the air, they naturally don't care about this kind of problem, even if they bounce, it just increases the chance of Wang Fuxing's death.

The sound of machine-gun fire became more and more violent, and the screams and screams of countless people outside the club had become a mess.

Wang Fuxing was still waiting, but his eyes became more and more gloomy.

At this point, the other party's purpose can be said to be very clear, the other party is completely indiscriminate attack, Wang Fuxing can't be sure that he is not coming at himself, but he can be sure that the other party must be planning to kill himself, not kill Ming, otherwise the other party will definitely not be pouring bullets frantically at this time.

Who's going to kill me?

Wang Fuxing's mind was racing, the question flashed away, and the first object of suspicion that came to mind was Xiong, and his daughter Lan, and then this object was quickly eliminated, and then Jing, Zai, was excluded.

Chuan is dead, and his faction has been ruled out.

Wang Fuxing has become the focus of the Rothschild civil war, if these three people are excluded, except for the fourth heir who maintains a front with Lan, then the biggest suspicion is Hai!

The murderous intent in Wang Fuxing's eyes flashed away.

The sound of gunfire in the ears is still dense, but it is relatively thin.

Wang Fuxing was shocked in his heart, and said loudly: "Let's rush out together, whether we live or die, it depends on luck, it's best that none of us fall behind!" ”

"You rush, I'll cover you."

Liuli obviously knew what Wang Fuxing was waiting for, and directly excused herself, she didn't smile, but just looked at Wang Fuxing firmly, but her eyes were a little sad and relieved.

"Are you sick?"

Wang Fuxing finally couldn't help but slap her, then grabbed her shoulders and said angrily: "You calm me down." ”

"I don't have long to live, my life is not worth much, do you understand? Wang Fuxing, you're a fucking bastard! ”

Liuli suddenly became excited, struggling to pounce on Wang Fuxing as a meat shield.

With her, Wang Fuxing's speed may slow down, but Liuli can provide him with most of the current bullets, thereby increasing Wang Fuxing's chances of survival.

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, although he knew that now was not the time to get angry, but the anger in his heart intensified.

In the hall, a dense sound of submachine guns suddenly rang out.

In the sound of gunfire, a suit with blood slid directly in front of Wang Fuxing, and some firearms and magazines were wrapped in the suit.

"Uncle Feng and Uncle Yun, you take Wang Shao away."

A voice rang in the ears of several people.

Not tragic.

Calm.

Calm as a matter of course.

At the moment of the frenzied attack, three of the eight wildfire team members brought by Wang Fuxing had already fallen.

The first reaction of the remaining five was not to dodge, but to look for the weapons that Jing and Arashi had left for them.

Eventually, only three of the five remained.

The three of them charged one by one, firing wildly at the two helicopter gunships outside the ceiling.

They are dead soldiers.

Their lives are worthless.

Death is a natural way back.

Two wildly strafing helicopters circled in the air, eventually overlapping.

The moment of overlap meant that only one machine gun could fire.

This is the moment when the strafing density is at its lowest.

"Let's go!"

Wang Fuxing was waiting for this moment, his face stiffened and he roared, pulled Liuli tightly, held her in his arms, and rushed to the door of the VIP hall.

He has long known that when any situation cannot take into account the overall situation, some things must be given up.

He had to give up the three elite of the Wildfire Force.

If it is not enough, then it can only sacrifice Uncle Feng and Uncle Yun.

If it's not enough, he'll fill his life.

Some care, more important than life.

The three elites of the wildfire unit rushed out with them, blocking in front of Wang Fuxing and the four without hesitation, and at the same time opened fire on the helicopter that sprayed tongues of fire in the air.

One of the members of the Wildfire Force was instantly beaten into a sieve, but still stubbornly took two steps forward to complete his last leg of guarding.

And then the second.

Wang Fuxing gritted his teeth, the sprint distance of less than twenty meters was unusually long for him.

The last elite of the wildfire unit fell.

Eight people have now been wiped out.

Wang Fuxing's eyes are still calm, but behind the calmness, there is only hysterical madness!

No matter who is behind the scenes, everything today, he has to get it back dozens of times!

Four people were already approaching the door.

In my ears, a loud bang suddenly roared!

The sound of powerful sound directly drowned out the sound of machine-gun fire.

Bazooka!

You can tell by the sound.

And then the second sound!

Wang Fuxing subconsciously glanced back, but saw that one of the helicopters had been hit.

The second bazooka was fired again at the already blazing helicopter.

The helicopter shook violently, the screw quickly stopped, and the huge fuselage emitted a puff of black smoke and fell sharply.

"Coax!"

The fuselage smashed directly above the Caesars Club One VIP Room, the spiral wings rubbed slightly, and the unbroken glass on the ceiling of the VIP Room flew again.

Wang Fuxing's footsteps did not stop, but he always maintained a posture of turning back.

The second helicopter apparently did not anticipate such a scene, and the sound of machine-gun fire suddenly stopped.

In Wang Fuxing's ears, there was a buzz in an instant.

Then the second helicopter gunship made an even more crazy decision.

At the bottom of the fuselage, Wang Fuxing vaguely saw a gray lattice move, and then a huge warhead-like object appeared.

In an instant, Wang Fuxing's hairs suddenly exploded, and the fear of imminent death instantly filled his mind, and he barely had time to think, almost instinctively threw down Liuli and hugged it.

Missile!

Launch!

The third bazooka hit the helicopter again just in the nick of time.

The huge helicopter swerved in one direction during the megaquate.

And with the reversal of direction, the missile under the helicopter has already pressed the launch button.

The fuselage was offset, and the missile flew out on a trajectory completely different from the intended attack route.

There was a loud bang that made people feel terrified.

The Hellfire missile barely gave people time to think, and it suddenly hit the London Eye, which is known as the most complex structure in history!

One of London's landmarks, the London Eye, once the world's most luxurious Ferris wheel, collapsed in the eyes of countless people in horror!

Splashes of water rise from the banks of the River Thames.

In Caesar's Club, Wang Fuxing, who was completely soaked in cold sweat, stood up, smashed his weak legs, pulled Liuli, who was already in tears, and roared: "Keep running!" ”――

I adjusted my biological clock, and it seems that I have entered nocturnal biological mode again-

So the update time is messed up