The door was pushed open, and Fang Buwei could hear that it was the Japanese who had just worn glasses and tested himself talking. The voice was urgent.

It should be that this man found something and came to report it.

The other party didn't understand it, but he still knew what the word "Zhina" meant.

It's already exposed, it's too late, you can only attack.

"Section chief, exposed!" Fang Buwei pulled his pistol out of the gun and was about to shoot at the driver's window. But first there were gunshots outside.

"It's our people!" Gao Sizhong's face changed suddenly.

It seems that the team members who wanted to sneak in were also spotted by the Japanese eyeliner.

The previous plan was that Li Wuzhi and a unit leader of the Operations Section each led a group of team members to infiltrate this side in batches. No matter which group it is, if it is discovered by the Japanese guard post, it can be controlled best, and if it can't be controlled, it can only shoot. At that time, it was said that when the gunshots were heard, it meant that the plan of secret arrest had failed, and everyone immediately attacked.

“………………”

The driver said something in shock, and Fang Buwei heard the sound of turning over the box again.

The Japanese want to destroy documents?

The two members of the team downstairs rushed up. They also heard gunshots, and it was Gao Sizhong who came up to protect them.

Fang Buwei kicked up and kicked open the window.

"What are you going to do?" Gao Sizhong asked in surprise.

"Humble first!" Fang Buwei took two steps back, and flew out of the window with a fish jump.

When Gao Sizhong chased after him, Fang Buwei had already rolled on the ground twice and stood up.

When I was in the police force in my previous life, I didn't do this kind of action when I arrested fugitives. It's just one floor, and the other party doesn't make it easy to say, let alone that the current body has been strengthened again.

Fang Buwei took a look, the opposite wall was not too high, and at most six meters could climb to the roof. And there are windows on the first and second floors, which can be borrowed.

Those parkour athletes in previous lives had no trouble climbing such a wall.

Fang Buwei took two steps back, bit the gun in his mouth, and then stepped on the wall behind him with one foot, kicked it violently, and his body rushed out like an arrow off the string. The aisle is not wide, only two meters, but the other party does not say that it is enough.

He jumped under the opposite wall in two steps, his speed did not decrease a little, and his body slammed into the windowsill on the first floor.

With a kick under his feet, it was more than a meter, and he didn't easily climb up to the windowsill on the second floor. He stood on the windowsill on the second floor, squatted slightly, jumped together, and climbed the eaves of the roof of the second floor with both hands.

With a slight force on both hands, the body went up.

The whole process was less than ten seconds, and Gao Sizhong and the two team members who looked behind the window were dumbfounded.

"It's even more powerful than a monkey!" One of the team members' eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Monkey, mother, why don't you go to help?" Gao Sizhong scolded.

"I can't go up!" The team members looked at the second floor opposite, and they were all about to cry.

"You're not going to fucking shoot in that window?" Gao Sizhong kicked the team in the ass. The team climbed up the window and jumped.

He wanted his players to take the side without covering

Gao Sizhong looked at the other team member again: "You go too!" ”

"What about you, section chief?" The team member asked.

"Lao Tzu also has a gun!" Goss pulled out his own Browning.

looked at Fang Buwei's short body, as if he was squatting down. Gao Sizhong muttered in his mouth: Does amnesia have such benefits?

He wondered when to pick a clever team member and try to hit his head too.

Dense gunfire rang out nearby, and it seemed that there were quite a few Japanese hiding here.

Fang Buwei took the gun in his mouth, and rushed towards a building in the north with his waist bent.

He was about to go downstairs when he saw several figures descending from the second floor into the courtyard, all armed with guns.

Two of them were carrying debris next to the gate and were blocking the door.

Your sister, why are there so many people?

The player who was kicked down by Gao Sizhong, leaning against the opposite wall, trotted under the driver's room, glanced up, took a step to the side, and shot the window.

The glass shattered in response, and the three people in the room were startled.

After the gunshots rang out, Fang Buwei heard the driver yelling, and the noise of moving things became louder.

There was a lot of gunfire outside, and there was also a sound of banging on the door outside the courtyard, it should be Li Wuxian who arrived with someone.

"Good chance!" Fang Buwei bit the gun in his mouth, climbed the eaves with both hands, and jumped onto the railing on the second floor. The people in the courtyard were all focused on the outside, and they didn't see Fang Buwei jumping from the roof.

"Smack!" Two more gunshots rang out outside the window, and the second team member arrived.

The driver rushed to the window with a gun and fired two shots downward.

The two team members were also experienced in a hundred battles, and after seeing the driver's figure, they suddenly hid and smashed under the window.

The driver didn't dare to probe, just stuck out the gun and fired a few shots.

The two team members had already moved out of position. But the player who said that Fang was not a monkey was not very lucky, and was shot in the butt.

Another team member fired a shot at the window, hitting the windowsill and splashing the driver's head and face with debris.

"Ignition!" The driver shouted at the three people in the house.

A middle-aged woman carries a bucket of gasoline and spills it into a pile of paper.

Fang Buwei was already bent over and walked to the door of the room.

There was a "boom" outside the courtyard, and Fang Buwei subconsciously turned his head to see that a puff of black smoke rose from outside the wall.

The Japanese actually have grenades?

The grenades continued to explode, and there were throat-tearing screams, and it seemed that the team members outside were killed and disabled.

He smelled the thick smell of gasoline coming from the house again.

Can't wait!

Fang Buwei kicked open the door and hid in the corner next to him.

With two "pops", two bullets flew out of the door and hit the opposite wall.

There were a few more screams inside, as if they were arguing over something.

The driver shouted something out the door. Two gunmen below looked upstairs and saw Fang Buwei hiding in the corner.

As soon as a gunman raised his gun, Fang Buwei stretched out his hand and shot twice, one in the chest and the other in the neck. As a flower of blood flickered, the gunman fell limply.

A few other people also shot at Fang Buwei, Fang Buwei lay on the ground, and the gunmen in the courtyard divided a few people and rushed upstairs.

Hearing that the people in the room wanted to rush out, Fang Buwei rolled on the ground very quickly and rolled to the other side of the door. His head was in the direction of the doorway, and his body was clinging to the corner.

There were two "pops", and two shots hit the ground he had just rolled on.

It's just that at this moment, Fang Buwei saw that in addition to the driver, there were two men and one woman in the house. The woman wears a floral dress with short ear-length hair.