Luo Jiutian provided information according to the telephone and came to an abandoned factory in the suburbs of Chengjiao, the factory lights flickered on and off, flickering non-stop, cold and terrifying, and it was indeed suitable for gangsters to commit crimes.

Entering the factory, the air was quiet, Luo Jiutian was nervous, and he could be attacked at any time, and he looked around as he walked, but he didn't find any trace of Jack.

Luo Jiutian obviously found that this place was easy to be ambushed and attacked, but the so-called artist was bold, so he was not weak-hearted, holding a vortex ring air pressure gun, and did not find anything on the first floor.

Even if you are careful, there will still be the sound of footsteps of shoes and iron plates, suddenly, several daggers flew over, Luo Jiutian quickly dodged, found a pillar to hide, and then an airtight bullet came over, clanging on the iron plate.

It seems that there are no less than ten people, and Luo Jiutian doesn't even have room to fight back, so he has to find a way.

Squatted down and looked, there was just a hole, the muzzle was so big, Luo Jiutian pointed the muzzle at the hole, and fired several rounds in a row, the thug didn't seem to continue shooting, quieted down, did it hit? Luo Jiutian thought.

Although two of the rioters were injured by the flying iron pieces, they still couldn't figure out why Luo Jiutian's bullets didn't hit the sound, and the power was like howitzers, but they didn't want the grenades to run.

"Boss, he's got a pistol." A gangster said.

"Are you sure it's a pistol?" A voice was a little domineering.

The gangster was so frightened by this voice that he lost his confidence, but he did see that Luo Jiutian was holding a pistol, so he said, "Yes, what he is holding is a pistol." ”

The boss suddenly laughed, grabbed the shoulder of the other subordinate and said, "Did you hear him change magazines just now?" ”

"No, I listened very carefully, he didn't change the bullets." This person is a person with a keen sense of hearing, and specializes in probing the opponent in battle.

The boss pushed him away, holding an assault rifle, threw a cigarette butt, and said that the brothers were up, but he was hiding behind.

More than a dozen people rushed up.

Abandoned factories, steel buildings, more than a dozen people running together, the sound of the iron plate is like the sound of drums during the ancient war, deafening, running towards Luo Jiutian.

These stupid people, hitting the muzzle of the gun with their bodies, are really spring. Luo Jiutian didn't say a word, and shot again.

As if bombarded by shells, these gangsters scattered in all directions, some fell down the floor, some were stuck on iron pillars, and some were concentrated on their own, their bodies turned into fragments, and the scene was full of dazzling scenes and blood stains. There are also gangsters who breathe a breath, and they are blindfolded.

The boss hid behind and was spared for the time being, but his face was covered in blood, and his leg was also pierced by flying iron, leaving blood, and his mouth was muttering: "Fuck, this is a goddamn thing, a pistol, thirty shots to say the least, why are there bullets!" His feet hurt so much that he snorted in his mouth, and his expression was grinning.

"Are you finished?"

"Hmm." The boss replied casually, and immediately reacted, who was so bold to talk to himself in this tone, so he said: "You ......" before he scolded three words, and suddenly found a hot muzzle pointed at his head, and cautiously looked up to see that it was Luo Jiutian.

"Why, after your dozens of bullets are fired, there are still bullets?" The boss was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Isn't it strange to have dozens of rounds, for you outlaws, I can still give you dozens of rounds, believe it or not! Conformism can only be a frog at the bottom of the well, and there are more things than you can imagine." Luo Jiutian thought to himself, it is difficult for them not to know, this vortex ring air pressure gun, instantly absorbs air, high compression shoots, and bullets are naturally inexhaustible.

"You want to say yes, tell me quickly, where is Captain Jack."

As expected, this boss is really a hard bone, and he doesn't answer, gritting his teeth.

"I'll count to three, and if you don't say it, your right leg will eat me with a shot. One ......"

I only heard a gunshot, and the boss, whose right leg was splashed with blood, was holding his leg innocently and helplessly: "You...... You...... Didn't you count to three? ”

Luo Jiutian's expression was very different, and he said: "Oh, I suddenly changed my mind, I felt that counting to three was too time-consuming, and I was too lazy to count, so I shot it, I'm sorry." ”

Luo Jiutian was impatient and said, "Say it quickly!" As he spoke, he shot the gangster boss in the left leg again.

"You...... Don't count, shoot directly! If you want me to say, no way, you were still in your mother's belly when I killed someone! The boss had a cruel word in his mouth.

"I also said that I want to find a reason to kill you, and I have to pay for the bad things you have done, and I must eliminate the harm for the people." After saying that, a shot was fired at the boss's head, and he fell to the ground and died, dying an embarrassing death.

If you treat the wicked, you can't let him die well, this is the price they should pay.

They are professional executioners, who do all kinds of evil, do things for their employers, and only ask for money, and do not recognize people. This boss is their second-in-command, with an arrogant personality and no opponents, this time it can be regarded as in the hands of Luo Jiutian.

Continuing to go up to the third floor, I didn't find anything, and continued to go up to the fourth floor, hearing the laughter of people, and cautiously poked my head out.

A delicate faucet handle chair with a large man sitting on it, with a big cigar in his mouth, holding two big-breasted beauties, this is the number one boss of these gangsters. The beauty is wearing a black leather hip skirt, and her buttocks are so cocked that the hip skirt is helplessly showing a little spring, sticking to this big guy, it looks so small.

There were a lot of people standing around, patrolling with guns, and a dozen or so people standing behind the big boss.

What about Jack? Luo Jiutian looked at it again, Jack was hanging upside down, still sleeping, it seemed that he had been poured too much wine, and he slept like a dead pig.

It's a problem, and I can't start at all.

Luo Jiutian thought about it for a moment or two, carefully went down to the second floor, pulled out a set of clothes and pants from the corpse and put them on.

When I went up to the fourth floor, I saw that Jack had woken up and was ridiculed by everyone, but she didn't care about the laughter of others, and when she bent her head to look, she realized that she was hanging upside down.

Luo Jiutian didn't dare to act rashly at this time, so he could only wait and see what happened.

A fat man, hung upside down, what big waves can he make, everyone thinks so. Therefore, these gangsters don't pay attention to Jack's every move at all.

It's good that Jack is a fat man, but what they never expected is that Jack is not an ordinary fat man, this is a C-level fat hero, like a kung fu panda-like existence.

I saw Jack bend down and grab the rope that tied his feet, and the inconspicuous ring on his finger concealed a knife, so he cut the thick rope back and forth, and before he landed, he landed on the ground with his right hand, and actually supported his entire body in an upside-down position. Then he stood up lightly, and there was no sound that attracted the attention of others the whole time.