Chapter 1917: The Death of Gains and Losses
"The target has been locked, ask for a shot!" On the rockery of the park, two snipers hiding in the grass gave the command to shoot a shot.
"Shoot!" Zhuge Lan mingled in the surrounding crowd and gave a command softly.
"Click-" The moment the phone hung up, the sound of a sniper pulling the trigger was heard.
"Knock-" Between the lightning and flint, a muffled sound came from the back of Qian Yuhan's head, "Click, jump-"
The bullet fell unwillingly, falling on the hood of Zhou Yubing's red Ferrari, and there was a crisp sound.
The bullet had a lot of momentum, and it spun a few times on the hood of the Ferrari before it fell to Qian Yuhan's side extremely reluctantly.
"What is this?" Qian Yu just felt the protective shield behind his head suddenly open, and the air pressure behind him was tight, and then, he saw this black thing like peanuts.
With one hand clipped Zhou Yubing under his armpit, Qian Yu just bent down, ready to pick up the bullet that fell at his feet and was still hot.
"Up!" It was only about fifteen meters away from Qianyu Gang, and seeing that Qianyu had just gone to pick up something, Sun Liuliu ordered loudly.
Qian Yugang's figure is not burly, with a figure of about one meter eight, and he is wearing a loose suit. Wang Wu has seen too many criminals like this.
The moment they heard the captain's order, Wang Wu and Zhang San, as usual, rushed out excitedly.
The distance of fifteen meters is also a matter of three or five arrow steps, even if the guns are loaded, Wang Wu and Zhang San are like athletes in the 100-meter sprint, quickly approaching Qian Yugang.
When Wang Wu and the others attacked, Qian Yugang's fingers had just picked up the bullets on the ground, and when Qian Yu was about to stand up, Wang Wu and Zhang San were already full of murderous anger, and they swung their fists at Qian Yugang fiercely.
With a distance of five meters, he rises up, and at a distance of three meters he completes the action of punching in the air, and by the inertia of his body, at such a distance, criminals have no escape, and there is no way to avoid it.
In addition to Wang Wu and Zhang San, there were six other people who attacked with the two. Eight people attacked at the same time, almost blocking all of Chiha's resistance moves.
Subduing the enemy, snatching hostages, and the division of labor between the eight people is clear.
Punching and kicking, with a cold expression, the eight people almost perfectly coordinated into one.
The crowd around suddenly became silent, almost everyone held their breath, waiting for Qianyu to just be subdued, waiting for Qianyu to just put his face on the cold ground like a beast and howl loudly, waiting for the moment when Zhou Yubing woke up, thanking the people's police with tears on his face.
"Look for death!" Seeing that Qian Yugang did not move, Sun Liu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Knock-knock-squeak-puff-ah-"
"Knock-knock-gaba-puff-ah-"
"Knock-knock-squeak-puff-ah-"
"Knock-knock-gaba-puff-ah-"
a muffled sound of walking with your head down and suddenly hitting a telephone pole; An iron fist struck against the stone wall, and the bones of the hand and leg shattered crisply; The sound of a sixth-floor heavy object suddenly smashing to the ground, a kind of ghost crying wolf howl like a father who died suddenly.
"Look for death!" From bending down to standing up, the eight people launched a tacit blow, and the speed was surprisingly fast, but these jumping clowns were as fragile as children in Qianyugang's eyes.
Qian Yugang seemed to be annoyed all of a sudden, holding Zhou Yubing in his left arm, looking at the eight people lying beside him, Qian Yugang's eyes burst out with a light like a beast.
Under the sun, the jet-black thing that Qian Yugang was holding in his right hand, Sun Liu could see it clearly. Bullets, bullets from sniper rifles glowed jet-black under the white eyes.
"Retreat-" Sun Liu's heart tightened, and when he saw that his eight subordinates who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, they actually launched a second attack with a painful face, and ordered anxiously and loudly.
"Ahh
"Ahh
As soon as Sun Liu's shout came out, the sky in front of him suddenly burst into bursts of red rain, and the screams were only a few sounds, and the stumps and broken legs flew in the air as cheap as pig trotters in a pig slaughtering farm.
Everyone unloads eight pieces, how many pieces is eight people?
Everyone's blood is spilling out in an instant, how many drops of blood will there be in eight people?
Sun Liu, the captain of the riot squad who has experienced a big scene is completely stunned.
staring without blinking, seeing an unforgettable picture in his life, he opened his mouth and didn't even dare to shout.
Eight fresh lives ended in a rain of blood. If time could be turned back, everyone gathered around would definitely want to see how Qian Yu Gang dismembered eight living people.
Qian Yugang didn't have a knife in his hand, and he didn't even have a fingernail on his slender palm.
In the blood rain stumps, Qian Yugang's body was clean, and there was not even a drop of blood on Zhou Yubing's skirt.
The stump fell to the ground, still twitching, and the heart could still be seen on the still intact torso.
The sun was still shining, but blood was splashing on the originally dark ground.
There was blood in the air, but Qian Yugang was still standing in place lightly, not even in the mood to glance at the stump on the ground, but his eyes were still focused on the pitch-black bullet in his hand.
What about shouting? What about the sound of a car's horn? What about the loud noise?
At this moment, it seemed that the heavens and the earth suddenly lost their voice. The crowd opened their mouths wide, but they did not dare to shout, their legs trembled, but they did not dare to move.
"Wow wow-"
"Wow wow-"
Two crisp cries suddenly broke the deathly silence.
"Whoa—"
"Whoa-" Under the clear sun, the rain suddenly poured down.
"Ahh
"Boom-"
The sluggish crowd seemed to suddenly remember something, and under the washing of the cold rain, they burst out in an instant.
The crowd turned around almost at the same time and ran out regardless of it. A roar of people mixed with the sound of rain, like thunder at the moment.
"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"
"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"
The sun was only covered by a palm-sized dark cloud, but it was raining frantically and blindly.
The rain came suddenly and fell strangely.
said that this rain was weird, it was because the rain seemed to be dripping wildly only in the alley of the Marshal's Mansion, as if it was telling some grievances, as if it was frantically retaliating against the lack of welcome to his visit.
"Retreat—"
"I'm talking about retreat!" The tragic death of the eight brothers, although it made Sun Liu feel distressed, did not make Sun Liu lose his rationality. Sun Liu's voice of scolding wanted the sound of rain dripping to resist, but in the blink of an eye, it was lost in the white rain and mist.
The sudden heavy rain rolled violently in the alley of the Marshal's Mansion. Even if you face each other, you can't see each other's expressions clearly.
Two distinct baby cries were followed by the cathartic sound of heavy rain. The rain washed away the blood stains all over the ground, and it seemed to soothe the pain of those who cared for it.
"Weishenme—"
In the courtyard, Zhen Cheng knelt in the courtyard with a painful face, and it was difficult to brush off the heart-rending coldness even if the rain washed away the baptism.
Two little lives came, but one of his women disappeared with the rain, a feeling of losing a loved one, which made Zhen Cheng feel heartbroken.
"Makoto, I'm leaving, xiexie, you give me a happy time!" In the rain curtain, even if Zhen Cheng closed his eyes, he could still see Bai Lingsu's pale and smiling face.
"No-" Zhen Cheng looked up to the sky and roared, angrily slamming his iron fist on the ground.
"Wow wow-"
"Wow wow-"
In the rain, Zhen Cheng could still hear the crying of his two sons, but he didn't know that Weishenme, this joyful voice was so harsh.
Comedy turned into tragedy, it was just a matter of an instant, Zhen Cheng didn't even have time to say a word of complaint, Bai Lingsu hurriedly left a sentence and left this colorful shijie.
Mother Wu is right, Zhen Cheng is not wrong, is Bai Lingsu's adventurous idea of wanting to give birth to flesh and blood for Zhen Cheng is wrong?
Congenital irregular heart disease, this is the truth that Bai Lingsu has never dared to tell Zhen Cheng.
Bai Lingsu knew medical skills and knew how to adjust his pulse to deceive Zhen Cheng, but Zhen Cheng carelessly ignored it.
Pregnancy is something Bai Lingsu must do in this life, even if his man is not Zhen Cheng, Bai Lingsu will definitely do it.
When Zhen Cheng was ecstatic to tell Bai Lingsu that she was pregnant, the poor woman endured the torment of fish and bear's paws.
Is it to stay with your lover for a long time, or to leave your flesh and bones, so that your beloved man will always miss you?
This seems to be a simple multiple-choice question, Bai Lingsu did it over and over again, and Zuihou chose the latter with difficulty.
Wu Xin fainted in pain, but his life was fine; From the moment they were born, the two children began to cry, as if they were competing to see whose cry was louder.
"Woo woo-" The dream shattered, and Zhen Cheng was heartbroken.
This is Bai Lingsu's choice, even if Zhen Cheng is prostrate on the ground with a heartache and his face covered with muddy water, it is still difficult to pick up the unrealizable rural dream.
"Leave him alone, let him cry! The choice of vegetarian is right! Nangong Wan'er grabbed Yan Jiu'er and stopped her with tears on her face.
"Woo-" Yan Jiu'er covered her mouth and cried.
Old Man Zhen staggered under the support of Song Chuchu, and the three little guys Zhen Shuai, Yan Niu, and Chou'er were pale under Zhen Cheng's crazy actions.
"Peng—"
"Peng—"
In the rain, there was a knock on the door in the courtyard of Zhen Cheng's house. In a hurry, there seemed to be a lot of people slamming the door.
"Damn it!" Nangong Wan'er secretly said that it was not good, and when she raised her eyes to look, Zhen Cheng, who was originally kneeling on the ground, was gone.
"Ahh
"Ahh
A miserable howl suddenly sounded in the rain.
Blessings are unparalleled, disasters are not alone, Nangong Wan'er didn't even have time to react, Zhen Cheng had already crushed Sun Liu and Zhuge Lan's heads.
"Boom—"
The rain mixed with blood flowed all over the ground, and in front of the courtyard of Zhen Cheng's house, Zhen Cheng looked at the special police officer who pointed his gun at his head with green eyes.
In the raging rain, Sun Liu's corpse and Zhuge Lan's corpse lay down together, and a group of menacing and helpless SWAT officers were completely stunned in the blink of an eye.
"Get out-" Zhen Cheng's anger did not subside, his body did not move, Zhuge Lan's corpse and Sun Liu's corpse flew directly out of the alley of the Marshal's Mansion.
When the storm came, the riot brigade was in a brief panic. When Sun Liu came back to his senses, Qian Yugang disappeared with Zhou Yubing. The suspect will not disappear out of thin air, this is Sun Liu's original idea; The suspect must have hid in the courtyard, the violent rain made Sun Liu lose his reason, and at the instigation of Zhuge Lan, the two made a bold search decision together.
One thought of life, one thought of death!
Sun Liu and Zhuge Lan made a clever decision to Yujian the furious Zhen Cheng, which was the cause of their deaths.
"Whoa—"
The cold plaque on the top of Zhen Cheng's head was ripped off by Zhen Cheng.
"Rustle-" Behind the hard mahogany plaque, Zhen Cheng wrote hard with his fingers.
The captain died suddenly, and it was Zhen Cheng who killed the captain!
Zhuge Lan is dead, this is the deputy leader of the dragon group, and it was Zhen Cheng who killed him.
The people of the riot brigade, even if they were blind, did not dare to provoke Zhen Cheng. This matter has escalated, escalated to a very difficult level to solve.
"Poof!" As soon as the special police officers retreated to the side of Zhuge Lan and Sun Liu's corpses, the plaque in Zhen Cheng's hand fell accurately into the front of the alley. The hard bluestone floor suddenly became as soft as dough, and the greedy * plaque refused to let go.
"Death to the trespasser!" On the black mahogany plaque, there are several four large characters full of murder and coldness.
"Cold!" The special police officer who read the four big characters felt a kind of arrogance with a dagger on his neck. shrunk his neck and looked at Zhen Cheng who turned around and entered his yard sluggishly.
"Why don't you do it!" On the rockery of the park, two snipers hiding in the grass quarreled with rain on their faces.
"What do I have to do? That's Zhen Cheng, not a suspect! ”
"But he killed our team leader in broad daylight?"
"You see?"
"I didn't see it clearly, but I saw the team leader fall at Zhen Cheng's feet!"
"With such a heavy rain, we haven't even seen the situation clearly, how can we kill people rashly? Besides, that person is still Zhen Cheng! The sniper armor glanced at his teammates, looked at the sky, carefully packed his guns, and prepared to leave.
"At such a close distance, it wasn't Zhen Cheng who killed it, could it still be suicide? Pig! Sniper B has no way to take his partner, but he doesn't want to admit defeat and argues for his justification.
"Let's go! If you don't leave, it's probably too late! As soon as the sniper armor finished speaking, it suddenly turned sharply, and then suddenly rolled on the ground.
"Poof—"
"Poof—"
"Ahh
The sound of two bullets shooting into the dirt was heard, followed by a scream, and the sniper armor dodged the first shot, but failed to dodge the second, a cloud of blood appeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes fell on his teammate's body in confusion.
In the rain, Yu Haoran's burly body appeared, quickly assembling a sniper rifle, and constantly pulling the trigger at the panicked SWAT below.
In the rain curtain, Mo Yanchou's inflexible body was skillfully avoiding the camera, indifferently harvesting the lives that saw the truth of the matter.
These people didn't deserve to die, damn it, they saw Zhen Cheng killing.
Ten minutes later, two military vehicles came to the door of the alley of the Marshal's Mansion, and all the corpses and blood stains in front of Zhen Cheng's house were quickly eliminated.
"Cremation directly!" Yu Zhen didn't get out of the car, and ordered in a cold voice, "Send the army over to garrison, someone wants to assassinate Minister Zhen Cheng!" ”
"Yes!" In the rain, the officer in the dark green military uniform agreed loudly.
"Whoa—"
"Whoa—"
The rain became even more violent, and the sky, which had been relatively bright, suddenly became unusually gloomy! In the rain, only the plaque of "Trespasser Dead" still stands arrogantly and coldly!