"I don't know what to do!" Ghost No. 604 sneered, "Do you know how I deal with handsome guys? I would peel off their faces and make them into specimens. After speaking, he grabbed the officer's chin and twisted his right hand violently, directly breaking his neck.

Ghost 604 dragged the dead policeman to the edge of the road, touched the policeman's cheek, and said, "Good, I'll come back to see you later." ”

As soon as he stood up, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a burst of fire, the light of the bullet as it rubbed against the chamber.

Ghost No. 604 twisted his waist to the side to dodge, only to feel a cold ear, and when he reached out to touch it, his hand was sticky with blood, and his right ear was hit by a bullet.

"Ahh Ghost No. 604 trembled, turned his head and saw He Xiaoxiao pointing a gun at him.

"Slut, you dare to hurt me. See I don't kill you! The No. 604 ghost had a hideous face and ran towards He Xiaoxiao.

He Xiaoxiao raised his hand and fired two more shots.

The reason why Ghost No. 604 was able to dodge the bullet was not because of his amazing speed, but because the moment the other party's finger pulled the trigger, his body hurriedly dodged.

This time should be very accurate, if you dodge early, the opponent will change the direction of the muzzle, and if you dodge late, you will be injured again.

He Xiaoxiao is different from those police officers, although she is a daughter, she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she is stable and surpassing ordinary people in all aspects of her body, and her reaction ability is also the same.

Ghost 604 was shot in the shoulder and then froze. In a hurry, he was shot in the inner thigh, which frightened him and quickly rolled out and hid behind a car.

At this time, the stalemate between the police and the tattoo soldiers was also coming to an end.

Although the police knocked down the tattoos, they also suffered heavy casualties, and most of them were lying on the ground.

The No. 604 ghost dragged the car door with both hands, kicked hard with his right foot on the body, and unloaded the car door directly, using it as a shield, and approached He Xiaoxiao step by step.

He Xiaoxiao fired three shots in a row, but they were all blocked by the No. 604 ghost with the car door.

At this moment, a light flickered in the distance.

The motor roared like thunder.

"The eight of you leave with these security guards and drug researchers, and the rest of the brothers come with me." Zhao Wuxing commanded.

Eight motorcycles passed by a street junction, turned off their lights, turned around and drove in.

Zhao Wuxing screwed the throttle to the bottom and drove towards the shootout ahead.

This is the territory of Xicheng District, Lingjiang City, and anything that happens is likely to have something to do with the Flying Bird Group.

The speed of the motorcycle was getting faster and faster, and Zhao Wuxing approached the No. 604 ghost at a speed of more than eighty yards.

"Bang! Boom! ”

The wheels were tied to the interceptor spikes, and the front and rear wheels blew out almost simultaneously.

"Idiot!" Ghost 604 sneered.

Zhao Wuxing burst into a shout, the green tendons on his neck bulged, he clenched the steering wheel, increased the accelerator, and the wheels of the car rubbed against the ground, all the way to the electric meteor.

The car slowed down to seventy yards and crashed into Ghost 604.

The headlights of the motorcycle shone in front of me, and it was white.

The ghost of No. 604 had to guard against He Xiaoxiao and avoid Zhao Wuxing, and it was very difficult, he raised the door sideways, his shoulders against it, and blocked in front of him.

Seeing that the motorcycle hit the door, Zhao Wuxing lifted the front wheel of the car with his arms and slammed it into the door.

Although the speed dropped to more than sixty yards, it was definitely fast for a stationary person.

The motorcycle ran over the door and flew out.

Ghost 604 felt a pain in his shoulder and arm, and was carried to the ground by a tremendous force.

He Xiaoxiao raised his hand and fired another shot, and the bullet hit the waist of the No. 604 ghost.

At the same time, Zhao Wuxing jumped off the motorcycle, covered his head with both hands, rolled off the ground, and stood up.

He Xiaoxiao wanted to shoot again, and more than a dozen fast-moving motorcycles rushed forward.

These thugs didn't have the strength of Zhao Wuxing's strong arms, and some of them couldn't control the motorcycle, and ran over the police and tattoo soldiers directly. Some fell sideways to the ground and slid out a long way, and some even crashed directly into the police car, and people flew out from the roof of the car.

Ghost 604 clutched his waist, rolled around, and was about to stand up when an unmanned motorcycle crashed into his shin at a speed of more than fifty yards.

After the 604 good ghost fell on his back, he rolled out several meters away.

After the motorcycle fell to the ground, the wheels were still turning, the handlebars of the motorcycle were deformed, the mailbox was smashed into a hole, and gasoline flowed out of it.

Although the No. 604 ghost is strong, the shin bone of the calf is still weak, and after being hit by a motorcycle, the pain is unbearable, and a large layer of skin has been wiped off on his hands, and the sand and mud are rubbed into it, and the pain is like a knife scraping.

"Which bastard?" Ghost No. 604 had just cursed, and suddenly, a strong wind blew in his face.

I saw Zhao Wuxing running a few steps, jumping high, and kicking him to the ground with another kick in the chest.

If the two of them fight for speed and strength, Zhao Wuxing is not an opponent, but Zhao Wuxing has amazing explosiveness and staying power, and his single combat ability is not much inferior to Sun Changxiao, and the No. 604 ghost was injured again, how could he resist it.

The No. 604 ghost was kicked in the chest painful and stuffy, like a boulder, out of breath, he just got up from the ground, Zhao Wudauntless was unforgiving, and rushed over again, a series of attacks, elbow blows, punches, knee hits, flirting with the legs, the No. 604 ghost hit his eyes bulging, his hands covered his crotch, and he knelt on the ground and foamed at the mouth.

When the Captain and the ghost who were hiding in the shadows saw the situation, they quickly ran out.

In the street ahead, nearly thirty people poured out, and they ran quickly.

Many thugs got up from the ground, swearing and glaring at each other with two cross-eyed eyes.

He Xiaoxiao's heart sank, the other party's posture was obviously ambushed, and she faintly heard a voice coming from behind her ears, turned her head and looked, and in the street behind, a group of people came out again, and there were more than 20 people.

He Xiaoxiao's face became even more gloomy.

"Phew!" Zhao Wuxing spit on the No. 604 ghost and scolded: "It's been a long time, it turns out that you are really making trouble." ”

"Brother Zhao, what should we do?" One of the thugs came up to him and asked, his clothes were strips of rags, which he had rubbed on the ground when he had just fallen off the motorcycle.

Zhao Wuxing turned his head and glanced at He Xiaoxiao, and said, "Officer He, do you want to help?" ”

He Xiaoxiao snorted lightly and said, "We received a report that someone made a move on the Flying Bird Group and rushed over overnight, obviously helping you." ”

"You have such a good relationship with my master, everyone is a family, and who helps whom." Zhao Wuxing blushed a little when he spoke, he had an upright temperament, and he still couldn't be as brazen as Tang Yulan.

He Xiaoxiao looked at the Wenshi approaching left and right, raised her eyebrows and said, "Your master, who is he?" ”

"Tang Yulan."

He Xiaoxiao blushed and said, "I am just an ordinary friend with this disciple, think of a way, what should I do with this situation today?" ”

"** guys!" Zhao Wuxing rolled up his sleeves and said, "Brothers, dig out the guys." ”

The gangsters took out short knives from their coats, trouser legs, and lower waists, held the knives in their right hands, bent their legs and knees, and leaned forward to prepare for fighting. A fierce aura permeated.

On the window of the second floor of the hotel, Zong Bai stared at this qiē, his face gloomy.

The Fallen Demon King stood in front of him and sneered, "I look at Ghost No. 604 as a waste, and there is no resistance in front of this group of ordinary people. Such a guy, you still arrange such an important position for him, it is really unwise. ”

Zong Bai said in a deep voice: "What's the hurry, the good show is still to come!" ”

"Oh, are you sure we can't go down now?" The Fallen Demon King smiled: "Don't wait a while, your useless tofu scum subordinates have been killed, and it will be too late to regret it." ”

"I'm sure." Zong Bai said coldly: "You'd better shut up." ”

The Fallen Demon King smiled coldly and continued to look down at the road outside the window.

Dozens of tattoos had already surrounded Zhao Wuxing and the others, and several tattooers rushed not far behind the ghost of No. 604 and looked at Zhao Wuxing coldly.

Ghost 604 gasped a few times, clutched his stomach, and staggered to his feet.

"Want to run?"

Zhao Wuxing noticed his movement, raised his fist and hit him, the fist wind was agitated, and the sound of hunting was loud.

Ghost No. 604 hurriedly avoided it, very wolf.

He Xiaoxiao also raised her gun and killed the two tattooers who supported the No. 604 ghost, and when she raised the gun to shoot at the No. 604 ghost, the gun was already out of bullets.

By this time, the tattoo had already rushed over, and was in a scuffle with the thugs.

One of the thugs sneaked up behind Ghost 604 and slashed him diagonally in the neck.

"Pounce!"

The blade went into the flesh, and the gangster's knife deviated, slashing at the shoulder of Ghost 604, and it was tightly clamped by his muscle muscle fibers.

The gangsters tried their best, and they couldn't cut it anymore, and they were shocked, and they had to retreat if they didn't have a good secret way.

Ghost 604 twisted around, turned his head, raised his leg and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

The thug's abdomen hurt like a knife, blood mist spurted out of his mouth, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground.

"Die!" Zhao Wuxing smashed his fist into the back of Ghost 604.

Ghost 604 staggered and fell to the ground, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.

The citizens who rushed to the morning shift hurriedly took a detour to leave after hearing the sound of fighting.

A few cars stopped in the distance for less than half a minute before quickly changing direction.

Just then, a car came speeding up, and the sound of the motor quickly became louder in the cochlea.

This car is the black Santana driven by Tang Yulan.

In the carriage, the crows were tightly wrapped in their clothes, shivering from the cold.

There was no way, the door fell, the windshield was broken, and the cold wind poured straight inside, and he was now hungry and cold, cold and tired, and uncomfortable.

The thugs and Sergeant Tattoo were fighting, and Santana's sedan drifted steadily, firmly across the middle of the road.

Tang Yulan subconsciously made a move to open the door, grabbed it with his hand, the front was empty, laughed secretly, and got out of the carriage.

The tattoo and the gangster involuntarily stopped, some of them still in a wrestling position, you clasped my nose, I grabbed your hair.