A few hundred meters away, just say it.

Fang Buwei looked at it from a distance, and the other party was escorting the members of the first group of the secret service to get into the car, obviously retreating.

Some of the players moved slowly, and the opponent went up with his fist belt on the spot. Fang was not furious, and he wanted to rush up and kill him.

Fang Buwei even wanted the driver to increase the accelerator and hit it directly, but Xing Ming persuaded him with his life, saying that the other party did not use the gun, indicating that the situation was still under control. If there are casualties, it is likely to cause a firefight.

"The secret service handles the case, get out of the way!" Ye Xingzhong stood on the outside pedal and shouted loudly.

Under the illumination of the headlights, Fang Buwei saw that the people standing nearby all had a look of disdain on their faces, as if they didn't believe that the car would really crash into it.

When they saw that the car really didn't show any signs of slowing down, some people in the front exclaimed and avoided in a panic.

Shouldn't it be that Tarzan collapsed in front of him and his face was not discolored?

These people were all dressed in civilian clothes, and they were standing loosely, without any of the aura of an elite division, more like ruffians and hooligans.

The gendarmes who are famous in later generations are like this?

Why does it seem that even Ye Xingzhong's subordinates are inferior?

Fang Buwei sensed that something was wrong.

The passenger was not stunned, and Xing Mingsheng gave the driver a hard look.

A few big men couldn't dodge, and they were hit by their companions again, and they stumbled and fell down. The driver braked, and the tires of the car stopped in front of these people.

"Fuck you......" Several men in black raised their pistols and pointed them at the window of the car.

Fang Buwei pushed the car door violently, and there was a "bang" sound, and several black-clothed people who had just surrounded him were hit by the car door and flew out.

The people behind squeezed forward again, and a few pistols were about to be pushed against Fang Buwei's head.

"Which one dares to move?" Ye Xingzhong shouted violently and raised his hand.

Ye Xingzhong held a German-style oval grenade in his hand, and the pull ring was put on his thumb.

Looking down further, Ye Xingzhong was still carrying an armed belt on his body, and there were more than a dozen hanging on his waist.

The few team members who jumped out of the car were all dressed up like that.

"Grenade ......"

"It's a grenade......

"It's all ......"

"Fuck your mother, if you have the ability, you can pull it, if you don't pull it, it's your grandson?" A big man who had just climbed out from under the car pointed at Ye Xingzhong angrily and shouted.

Ye Xingzhong looked at Fang Buwei, and Fang Buwei nodded.

With a soft "click", the pull ring was torn off by Ye Xingzhong, and white smoke rose from the grenade.

Seeing that Ye Xingzhong really pulled off the pull ring, and the grenade came out of smoke, a group of big men were suddenly frightened and cried wolf, drilling around like headless flies.

Ye Xingzhong didn't dare to wait long, he raised his arms, and the grenade was thrown into the air by him, and after flying out for fifty or sixty meters, there was a "bang" sound.

The Central Army is equipped with German-style grenades, but they are long-handled, and their power is greater than this, and the safety radius is only about ten meters. Fifty or sixty meters, at most, a puff of ash blows.

Ye Xingzhong's subordinates are all from the Central Army, and they know this very well, but this group of people in black doesn't know.

By the time the grenade sounded, a large area had crawled down the ground, all pouting their buttocks and holding their heads in their hands.

With Fang Buwei as the center, a large circle of nearly ten meters was vacated in the blink of an eye.

The gendarmerie could not be so virtuous.

Fang Buwei's face is as black as the bottom of the pot.

Under the anger, the brain hole is too big, and the inference is divergent.

The sadness in my heart was swept away.

Look at the members of the fourth group who are not moving, but then look at this pile on the ground......

Fang Buwei was even more angry.

Such a rabble can also be considered well-trained? What do Feng Jiashan and Zheng Litao eat?

With such a good look, you dare to hit the door of the headquarters of the secret service?

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth, kicked over the big man who was still standing next to him with a sluggish face.

Dahan didn't expect Ye Xingzhong to say that he would pull it, and he was directly scared stupid.

There was a sound of "horn", and a gunshot rang out not far away.

A man in his early thirties fired a shot into the sky, and shouted at the bunch of big men on the ground: "Fuck me up......

Fang Buwei walked over directly.

There was a commotion inside, and there were miserable screams, it should be Zheng Litao who heard the movement outside.

"Who are you?" The man who had just fired the gun asked loudly.

Fang Buwei looked at the man, and then swept the dozen or so people who followed behind him.

Seeing Ye Xingzhong and the few team members who were full of grenades behind Fang Buwei, some people showed panic on their faces, but they all held their guns and did not retreat half a minute.

Fang Buwei can be regarded as seeing a little bit of fierce momentum in these people.

"Fang Buwei, the leader of the fourth group of the Arrest Unit of the Operations Section of the Special Service Division!"

Xing Mingsheng seemed to be infected as well, and shouted loudly.

"Team leader? It's not a fart! Dahan snorted coldly, "Even if Ma Chunfeng comes, I'm afraid I won't dare to be as arrogant as you, right?" ”

The big man stared at Fang Buwei with slanted eyes, and then looked at Ye Xingzhong.

It didn't seem to have heard the man's question, so Fang Buwei walked straight forward.

"Stop the fuck!" The big man raised the pistol in his hand, pointed the muzzle at Fang Buwei's head, and looked at the grenade in Ye Xingzhong's hand again, "If you are brave enough, you can pull it, see who dies first?" ”

Fang Buwei was just about to make a move, and with a "bang", the gun went off.

It's not a gun in the hands of a big man.

The big man's arm holding the gun drooped at a strange angle, and at first glance it was broken alive.

Fang Buwei turned his head and looked at Xing Mingsheng in surprise, and then at the muzzle of the gun that was still smoking in his hand.

"Humble people are not cowards!" Xing Mingsheng puffed up his chest and said.

Fang Buwei nodded lightly.

Xing Mingsheng is becoming more and more like the role of political commissar in the army in his previous life. From his standpoint, it is not a fault to leave three points in advance.

"Ah......h......h

A group of men in black raised their guns and aimed them at Fang Buwei. Ye Xingzhong raised his hand, and all the team members raised their grenades and inserted their thumbs into the insert ring.

The situation is on the verge of triggering.

"Stop!" A man's voice sounded familiar from inside.

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

Fang Buwei took a step, Ye Xingzhong first rushed forward, and he just squeezed out a way for Fang Buwei.

Shangfeng gave an order, the big man with the gun didn't dare to shoot, and he was afraid of a chaotic crowd, so he squeezed the grenade ring hanging on Ye Xingzhong's body, and had to retreat step by step.

"Team Leader Fang, are you really not afraid that you and I will fight?" Fang Buwei heard the people inside the Tao roar again.

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