Chapter 147: We are all high-quality people
The mafia learned to be obedient this time and did not step into it. Instead, he carefully pushed away the tattered couch table blocking the door with a gun, and then quickly jumped back and raised his gun to aim at the door of the black hole. Seeing no movement, he kept the muzzle of the gun facing forward and kept the posture of firing at any time, and slowly moved half a step to the gate, and when there was only half a step away from the gate, he did not move forward again, and stretched out his head to look inside. Look around for a few shots into the house, look around for a while and fire a few more shots.
Zhang Qiusheng was originally anxious, and he couldn't hold back looking at the slow wretched appearance of the mafia. Just as he was estimating that the mafia's box of bullets was finished, his body shook out, and a pan hit the first mafia door. Then two sticky words were hit on the bolts of the two people behind, and one of them rewarded the bottom of the pot without stopping. Then throw the pan towards a large tree. The pan screamed in the air with a "whoo, whew" that drew everyone's eyes to it.
Wu Zhen and Zhang Qiusheng cooperated tacitly, just like two farmers who have cooperated for many years harvesting wheat, one throws the wheat behind him, and the other catches it neatly. Zhang Qiusheng knocked one unconscious in front, and Wu Zhen followed behind for half a second, grabbing and throwing people into the house with guns. The men in the room were also highly cooperative, and when one was thrown in, two men immediately came up and held it down, first taking the gun down and then tying the captives with ropes, belts, shoelaces, etc.
The pan flew towards the tree, and even Daddy Natasha, who was twisting the captive's arm with one hand and the other kneeling against her back, and the others who were doing the same involuntarily stared at the pan.
The sniper hiding in the big tree has been looking for an opportunity to give Zhang Qiusheng a shot, but this guy is running very fast and really can't aim. It's okay if you can't beat it, but Zhang Qiusheng is too close to his accomplice, and if he hits his accomplice, it will be a big trouble. During the whole battle, the people in the house were well hidden, and he was extremely depressed when he didn't have a chance to show his hand.
Seeing that his three accomplices were all defeated, the sniper didn't want to raise his hand and was about to raise his hand to give Zhang Qiusheng a shot, he was very confident in his marksmanship. But, however, a good sniper's sensitivity to danger leads him to spot a white dangling thing flying towards him with the sound of the wind.
Bang, bang, bang. The sniper still didn't want to shoot three shots at the flying object. A good shooter is extraordinary, with all three shots. Two shots hit the bottom of the pot and one shot hit the handle. Needless to say, everyone knows that Zhang Qiusheng attached sticky words to the pan. This method is very easy to use, if you want to stick it, you want to open it, you want to open it, stick it open, you can stick it open, you can stick it open, you can steal the opportunity to make a clever thing, if you don't use it, it's not Zhang Qiusheng. What's more, under his dedicated study, the aura required for such a sticky word trick that only does guidance can be ignored, not to mention that Wu Zhen is a cultivator who is two realms higher, and he can't see that someone is using spells here.
Although the pan is attached to the sticky word, it cannot resist the laws of physics when it is hit by a bullet. The pan was forced to change its flight course and quickly fell downward. But the broken handle flipped in the air, and continued to fly towards the tree in its chosen course. The eyes of everyone, including the sniper himself, were attracted by the larger pot itself, ignoring the small handle. When the sniper was not alert and made an emergency avoidance, he was a little late, and the whole handle grazed his face and flew past. In the eyes of others, a sniper is a blow that can be dodged by a handle. No one noticed, not even Wu Zhen, and gently wiped the sniper's eyes with the handle.
Is the almost immortal sticky word trick so easy to deal with? Just such a light wipe, the sniper immediately felt that the sky was dark, and tears and snot were all down. The brave sniper immediately clings to the tree to prevent it from falling, but no one pays attention to him.
When Zhang Qiusheng retreated into the house, he probably accidentally stepped on the ankle of a prisoner in a panic, and the prisoner screamed in pain, attracting the eyes of all the people inside and outside the gate. The mafia boss was furious and personally picked up a machine gun and opened fire fiercely at the gate about 20 meters away. The battle is in full swing again.
Three new assault rifles were found in the house, and magazines were seized from the prisoners, and morale was greatly boosted. From time to time, one shot or two shots are fired, one shot is fired to change places, and the mafia is maneuvering and stalling for time. No matter how inefficient the police are, no matter how the police and bandits are in such a hot fight here, I don't believe they dare to come.
The furious shooting makes the mafia's bullets deplete quickly. The boss nodded a few people and pointed to the back door. It means that these people are ordered to attack the back door, and they can't be consumed any longer, and they must be solved quickly.
A few people named by the boss quietly touched the back door. Several people unanimously disdained this order of the boss. What's the use of us touching it? It's just that the people inside don't fight back, do we dare to go in? There were obviously no bullets in it just now, so we were okay to send three guns in for nothing, and three people on board. If this happens only once, it can be said that you accidentally did not pay attention. Can be two times in a row, what does this mean? Explain that whoever goes in is a fool, even if there is no shooting inside and waiting for us with a white flag.
Several mafiosi fired heavily at the back door, and in between their shots, they fought back behind the door. The situation is deadlocked. There is a saying in China after the break: hemp rod beats wolf - two ends are afraid. The people outside are afraid of two things, one is afraid that if the time is too long, the police will definitely come; Second, I am afraid that even if they don't fight back inside, they won't dare to rush in again. The people inside are also afraid, and their fears are easy to understand, after all, there is a huge disparity in strength.
Zhang Qiusheng lay on the floor, his hands resting on his head, and his expression was leisurely, as if it were not winter in Siberia but a summer night south of the Yangtze River in China lying on the cool lily and counting the stars.
The others also followed suit, one by one from lying on their stomachs to lying down, and they all pillowed their heads with their hands. The sound of gunshots outside the door and the sound of bullets hitting the walls of the house through the tattered doors and windows are like a game.
Sergei asked Zhang Qiusheng: "Hey, Zhang." Have you ever studied Chinese Kung Fu? His words attracted the attention of everyone else, and they all turned their heads to listen to Zhang Qiusheng's answer.
"Of course," Zhang Qiusheng put up Erlang's legs and said with an old taste: "A handsome, handsome, and sunny young man like me can't say anything if he doesn't learn some kung fu." Only when you learn kung fu and have a heroic spirit on your body can you look like a man. Otherwise, in our China, it is called cream xiaosheng. ”
A manager of a heavy machinery company named Ivan Ivanovich also learned from Zhang Qiusheng to put his legs up, and said: "I knew that you had learned Chinese kung fu, and those few strokes were so beautiful." ”
"No, no, no," Zhang Qiusheng turned his head from Sergei's side to Ivan and said, "Comrade Ivan Ivanovich, this, this is not Chinese kung fu. This is tactics, the art of war to be exact. Have you ever heard of the Art of War in China? What the? You haven't even heard of Sun Tzu's Art of War. Oh, you didn't study military affairs, no wonder. Let me tell you so simply, the advanced realm of the Chinese art of war is to fight more with less, and defeat the strong with the weak. And the highest level is to surrender without a fight. Of course, none of this has anything to do with the raid just now. What we have just taken is to surprise and attack it unprepared. If you elaborate:
The first time I hit it was unexpected. The mafia only knows that we are all literati, and we must have been frightened by their powerful firepower. So they were careless. We didn't freak out and caught them off guard. Yes, just caught off guard.
So, what about the second time? They knew we weren't afraid, and they knew we were out of bullets. However, they don't know that we are a group of people who are high in the suzhì. We didn't negotiate beforehand, we didn't rehearse, we didn't practice. The result is that I only need to fight when I come forward, Wu Zhen only arrests, and you only need to disarm and tie up. ”
Zhang Qiusheng's words made everyone feel a sense of pride. Who are they facing? It's the mafia! Since its emergence in the Soviet Union in the late 80s, the mafia has specialized in drug trafficking, smuggling, trafficking in women, and assassinating political and business figures.
And today, in the face of such a large-scale attack by the mafia, the bullets are like a storm, but we are calm, we lie here talking and laughing, we don't need to rehearse the drills, in an instant, everyone quickly finds their own position and quickly does the most correct thing. How brave is that? What a high su? Can you not be proud of this?
These Soviet bigwigs knew that Zhang Qiusheng had glued the guns of the three mafias, and when they returned to the house, they saw that the guns had been seized before they turned them on. And Wu Zhen, who has always been careful and steady, also sealed their acupuncture points before throwing them into the house.
With such a double insurance, even a group of elementary school students can easily subdue the three mafias. Zhang Qiusheng is not uncommon for such honors, what he wants is the trust of these bigwigs, and with trust and friendship, it is convenient to talk about business. Although many of them have already agreed to sign contracts, it is better to have more friendships and negotiate business, right?
As for the affairs between the mafia and these bigwigs, Zhang Qiusheng didn't bother to care. That's the internal contradiction of your Soviet Union, what does it have to do with me, an outsider? Among the five principles of peaceful coexistence is non-interference in each other's internal affairs, and I, a small person, cannot even bother with your affairs. I only care about your resources, I care about your foreign exchange.
Wu Zhen didn't know what Zhang Qiusheng was thinking at this time. He really admires Zhang Qiusheng now, this nozzle can really break his life, and he can force a group of Soviet uncles into brothers. It seems that the next contract should be easy to sign, brother, anything to say. I just don't understand why I don't sign the contract now while the wind blows over Poyang Lake, and I have to let them think about it for a few days? But my sister has already said hello, and I have to completely listen to Zhang Qiusheng on the task, this guy has a lot of ideas, unless he is willing to never suffer.