Fang Buwei quickly changed the box cannon to his left hand, replaced Browning, and pulled the trigger according to the little head exposed by the spy leader.

With a "bang", a piece of the spy leader's scalp was directly lifted off, and the person fell directly to the ground, and when he hit the cabinet, there was a "bang" sound.

Fang Buwei's heart sank.

The cabinet was made of iron, and the leader was now stumbling behind the cabinet, unable to see any part of his body, and it was impossible for him to make up for a shot.

"Yaga...... Your Excellency......" Fang Buwei exclaimed, pointing to the cabinet at the door.

He is not very proficient in Japanese and does not dare to say words that are too long.

But these two tones are completely sufficient.

The spies who approached the door saw that the leader of the spies fell to the ground, screaming loudly.

No one knows who fired the gun and accidentally injured the commander.

Fang Buwei ran the fastest, and he had the posture of going to save the chief.

Next to the window closest to the door, two people also rushed over.

"Enemy ......," shouted the leader of the spies hiding behind the door.

Fang Buwei was not surprised.

The ringleader meant to remind him that the person who had been shot was the enemy.

He sped up violently, like a ghost, and rushed forward as fast as lightning.

Just as the other spies had just reacted, the person who ran fastest was not an accomplice, Fang Buwei was the first to shoot.

It was the two spies closest to the door.

The two spies fell in response, and when the other spies had just raised their guns, Fang Buwei had already hid behind the cabinet.

"Knock bang......" The whole cabinet was beaten and trembled.

Fang Buwei hadn't yet stood firm, and a creepy feeling swept through his body.

Last time, Jiang Youliang instructed Ma Qixing to stab, and when a gunman aimed at him, he had such a feeling.

Fang Buwei's eyes were torn, and he used all his strength and willpower to forcibly move the direction of his body forward by two inches.

The leader of the spies, who was hiding at the door, did not pull the trigger on the aiming side.

Like a red-hot iron rod inserted into it, Fang Buwei felt a tingling pain above his left chest.

Shot!

I'm going to pull a cushion even if I die!

Fang Buwei fell forward with the trend, and before the spy leader could fire a second shot, the last two bullets from Fang Buwei's right Browning all went into the chest of the spy leader.

The "Warning ......" system rang out at an inopportune time.

"Shut up......" Fang didn't shout.

When he landed, he fell right next to the spy leader, whose mouth kept turning blood out, and his body twitched for a while.

At this time, Fang Buwei had time to check the place where he was shot.

When he touched the part where he was shot with his right hand, his heart suddenly relaxed.

Fortunately, the moment before he was shot, his intuition saved his life, and he staggered the position of his chest cavity, and the bullet went into the shoulder socket.

But right now, Fang Buwei didn't even have time to look further.

Hearing the footsteps rushing towards the cabinet, Fang Buwei's right hand quickly stretched out of the cabinet, laid the box gun flat, and pulled the trigger hard.

The Japanese spies saw no people, only muzzles with tongues of fire spitting out.

The remaining bullets in the gun were shot out in the form ......of fans, and Fang Buwei heard a few screams.

At least three were hit, and there were only two Japanese spies who could shoot while standing.

Fang Buwei put the gun back, reclined on the ground, and quickly pulled out Browning.

Tonight, the gun found by the Japanese spy was of great use, and it was not too much to save his life.

There was no gunfire outside, only screams one after another.

Fang Buwei sneered for "hehehe".

He was sure that there were definitely no Japanese spies who had not been shot, not to mention most of them were still alive.

It's all a lie on TV.

As long as the head and heart are not hit, the person who is shot will not die on the spot.

Even if it is indeed these two places that are shot, some people who are tenacious can even hold up for a few minutes before they breathe.

The reason why the living Japanese did not shoot was only because they were hiding behind the cabinet, and it was useless to shoot. But they did not dare to rush up, so they tried to lead themselves out.

Fang Buwei exhaled heavily, and gently moved his left shoulder.

I don't know whether to say luck or bad luck, the last time I was shot, it was also this shoulder.

It hurts as if the muscles were torn apart by a human being, and the bones were sawed with a saw. The whole left arm didn't need a little strength.

Fang is not secretly frightened.

It must have hurt the bones.

This is the third time in his life that he has been shot, and the first time he was shot, he died before he had time to reminisce about it. The second bullet only bit off a piece of flesh from the left shoulder, and it didn't take long to recover.

Therefore, for such a thing as being shot, Fang Buwei actually has no experience at all.

In his previous life, when he was training in business, he only remembered that his teacher said that if he didn't hurt his bones, his legs and feet could still move properly.

Fang Buwei moved his shoulder again, and he bared his teeth in pain.

Hearing that there seemed to be movement behind the cabinet, Fang Buwei put his ear on it and heard a slight "bar" sound.

This is the movement of someone lifting their foot when they step on the blood that has not yet clotted.

Fang Buwei put the medicine bottle he had just taken out on his lap, grabbed the pistol in his right hand, stretched out the cabinet, and fired three shots according to the method that the sound came.

The sound of gunshots and bullets hitting flesh came at the same time, followed by two screams and the sound of falling to the ground.

Fang Buwei tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer.

There is one at most who can stand!

At the same time, he was secretly crying out for luck.

The security check of the American ship is still relatively strict, at least the Japanese did not bring grenades and explosives or other weapons up, otherwise they would have been here today.

This also blames himself for his lack of greed.

When you kill the spy commander and the two messengers, you should take advantage of the chaos to escape.

It's useless to regret it now, Fang Buwei quickly buttoned the medicine bottle over, and almost poured half a bottle of medicine powder on his thigh.

He first threw the safety in the powder into his mouth, chewed hard, and at the same time grabbed a handful of powder with his right hand and slapped it on the wound.

When the powder touches the wound, it is cold and numb at first.

Fang Buwei was overjoyed suddenly.

Not to mention that the bleeding was stopped, the pain was also reduced a lot.

What a lifesaver.

This is the Baibao Pill that he coaxed and deceived from Fang Shiqi when he was leaving.

Fang Buwei tried to move his left shoulder again, although it didn't hurt too much, but his arm was like being tied up by a rope, heavy and heavy.

Fang Buwei's heart also sank.

One shoulder couldn't move, so he obediently abolished half of his martial arts.

There was no time to bandage the wound, so Fang Buwei quickly put away the medicine bottle, threw away the empty box cannon, and quickly changed the magazine for Browning.