The battle began.

The black Ford courtesy car was the first to arrive inside the power plant, with the King of Spades carrying Zheng Ju's bathrobe in one hand and a gun in the other. Pick up your pace and rush to the factory floor. He was followed by two or three of his men, all wearing black skinny sports T-shirts with fierce faces, and compared to the two of them, the image of the King of Spades was relatively elegant.

They had just reached the second floor of the factory and occupied the high ground, and a black jeep had already rushed in. With a flick of the tail, it stopped right next to the black courtesy car. Hachijo jumped out of the car, holding a domestically produced Type 95 assault rifle in his hand. Just as he was about to rush to the factory, several bullets came at him, hitting the car and around him. He had to go back, using the car as cover.

The marksmanship upstairs was extremely tricky, although it was only sporadic gunshots, but it was so overwhelming that Hachijo couldn't raise his head. Although Hachijo was anxious, he had no choice, just took advantage of the gap between the gunshots and returned a few shots indiscriminately.

At this time, three other cars had already rushed in. They all did a nice tail flick and kicked up a cloud of dust. Several more figures jumped out of the car. Use the car as a cover. Fired back upstairs.

Well, let's switch to the first perspective.

I jumped out of the car and leaned against the back of the car with the help of the dust kicked up by the car, using the car as cover. Judge the gunshots from this upstairs.

There seemed to be automatic firearms upstairs, but they didn't use bursts, but single bursts, and each shot was very tricky. We don't dare to act on our own. It was pressed tightly behind the car by the fire of several guns.

At this time, the sound of the King of Spades came from upstairs, the kind of slightly hoarse voice, which could easily make people hallucinate. I never thought a man's voice could be so captivating.

"The following must be the old seventh bureau Chu Sanye, it's been a long time, I don't know if Chu Sanye still remembers the old man?"

Chu Fatzi pulled out a magazine from the combat vest, slapped it cleanly, and opened the insurance. spit fiercely, and scolded upstairs: "How can I forget, just because of you, I lost all the people in the seventh game, if you still recognize you Chu Ye, this uncle, you can come down obediently, if it is a man, just go back to the seventh game with me, let's discuss things clearly." ”

The King of Spades upstairs snorted coldly. "I'd rather be beaten into a sieve by bullets than go back to that kind of place." As he spoke, he mentioned Zheng Ju, who had been paralyzed, raised his voice and said: "There is a scum like this in the seventh bureau, I am ashamed to be with it!" ”

The eight saviors around him were heartbroken, and when he heard the King of Spades say this, he couldn't help but jump to his feet and scolded his mother: "The King of Spades, you fart, I warn you, if you dare to touch a single hair of Zheng Ju, I will pick your skin in eight pieces!" ”

The tone of the King of Spades became yin and yang: "Yo yo, look at it, such a heartfelt subordinate is unlucky to follow a boss like you." As he spoke, he shot twice at the sky.

After firing the gun, the barrel must be very hot, and the K of Spades smirked and pressed the barrel directly on Zheng Ju's bare chest. directly howled Zheng Ju like a pig.

Hachijo couldn't hold back any longer, and with a click, he was loaded, jumped up, and was about to fire upstairs, only to see the King of Spades hiding behind Zheng Ju, only half of his head leaking. Hachijo was also helpless, so he confronted the people upstairs.

The King of Spades fired two more shots into the sky, holding the hot barrel at Zheng Ju's chest, and said slowly: "Tell your subordinates, steady, don't act rashly, otherwise I won't be able to keep you safe." ”

Zheng Ju hurriedly begged for mercy, and hurriedly said to Bajo: "Hurry back!"

Hachijo hesitated, still holding a gun at the people upstairs, and did not act.

The King of Spades suddenly shouted: "Block!" Tell him to throw the gun away! Get on the hood! As he spoke, he pressed the hot muzzle of the gun on Zheng Ju's fat face. The hot muzzle of the gun burned the skin on the face directly. Zheng Ju immediately said in the usual commanding tone: "Eight Articles, Chu Fatty, I order you!" Get out of the way and throw the gun down! ”

Hachijo's eyes were complicated, as if he was struggling violently. Eventually, amid the howl of Zheng Ju, Hachijo slowly lowered his gun. Turning around, he slammed his head on the hood. I saw his eyes, full of struggle and reluctance.

When I first saw the King of Spades, what a young hero, I came up and fought with Sun Tiancang, like an aggressive young lion, and now, I feel the humiliation and unwillingness.

We haven't had time to figure out what to do next. Bang bang two shots, right on the car in front of Hachijo. Two bullets were almost attached to the ears of Hachijo and went into the iron plate of the hood.

The eight psychological qualities are really unspoken, as stable as Mount Tai. The whole person was exposed to the fire of the other side.

The King of Spades was still unhurried, and said in his characteristic voice: "You see, this is the seven games, this is the leaders of the seven games, their own men, their brothers' lives, just handed over to others." Do you still deserve to follow it like this? ”

Zheng Ju was already colorless, and the girl in erotic underwear beside him had already been frightened stupid and trembled.

There was no exchange of fire for the time being, Chu Fat stood up, his expression was gloomy, and shouted upstairs: "King of Spades, I know you are still worried about what happened back then, but after all, it has been a long time since the incident." Besides, you really want to find someone to make it clear, there is a debtor who is wronged, you can come to me and Director Liu of the Beijing Seventh Bureau. ”

As soon as I heard it, I felt a blockage in my heart, it seems that this fat man still has goods in his stomach, damn it, he swore that he didn't know anything a few days ago. I showed my feet today, and I said in my heart Chu Fatty, you wait, I have to take care of you when I turn around.

The King of Spades didn't talk to me at this angle, and I couldn't see his expression. I was also very anxious in my heart, first, I was worried about the safety of Zheng Ju, and secondly, the King of Spades was finally blocked by us, and this time I couldn't let him escape again.

Chu Fatzi pulled Hachijo back. Hachijo was unwilling, picked up his gun on the ground and was about to rush in, but the monkey held him down fiercely, preventing him from acting rashly.

Chu Fat Man was negotiating with the King of Spades while directing us in tactical sign language, and Caiya was already carrying his 85 sniper. Touching the outside, you should have found a suitable sniper position at this moment. Sun Tianpao and the monkey quietly detoured to the back of the warehouse according to Chu Fatzi's command. Look for other assault routes.