When footsteps sounded in front of and behind the unfinished building, Wang Tianbao, who originally wanted to pursue Liang Xiaotang, immediately retracted his steps and protected Zhuo Jingquan in the middle with Jiang Youwei: "Zhuo sir, there are policemen." ”

Zhuo Jingquan, who was about to take over as the police commissioner, didn't expect to be surrounded by a group of policemen in the end, glared forward fiercely, and waved his hand: "Mo sir, solve them." ”

"Roger."

Mo Zhonghua took the Flying Tiger team and never put down the gun. After seeing the police officers in front of them, they made a gesture and the team split into two sides, leaned against the wall posts, and began to exchange fire with the police.

Zhuo Jingquan pulled the trigger, slammed, solved Shapuqiu in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "This is a fucking bureau, someone is definitely targeting me, no, it's the position of the police commissioner." ”

"Zhuo sir, you get in the car first, and we'll take you out by car."

"Sir Mo will block them, as long as you take office tomorrow, everything else will be gone, you are still a brother, no one dares to check you." Jiang Youwei and Wang Tianbao accompanied Zhuo Jingquan into the van.

Among them, Jiang Youwei of the Narcotics Investigation Bureau was responsible for driving the turnstile. Wang Tianbao, as the assistant to the deputy director, sat in the back row and firmly protected Zhuo Jingquan behind him.

Because Jiang Youwei's strength is mainly in grabbing the law, and secondly, his driving skills are also very powerful. Wang Tianbao's marksmanship is average, but he has been the fighting champion of the police force for three consecutive years, and he is known as "the master of 1 in 30,000" in sanda fighting.

Zhuo Jingquan, who was originally a little flustered, gradually calmed down under the protection of his cronies, patted Wang Tianbao's shoulder in front of him, and swept his eyes to Jiang Weiyou: "All the guys who died today, I will let them be buried in a grand manner, and the whole family will be sent to live in the UK." ”

"Thank you sir."

At this moment, the two cronies did not have any more hypocrisy, and directly agreed to the promise.

Because they all know that there is a great possibility of hanging up today, but no matter how risky it is, they will take Zhuo Sir out to kill them. As long as Zhuo sir can go, his family will still be rich and prosperous all his life, if even Zhuo sir hits the street, all his life will be in vain.

However, Jiang Youwei pressed the gear stopper and did not step on the accelerator directly, but parked the car in the field, waiting for Mo Zhonghua's password at any time.

"Crossfire."

"Ah Qiang, Ah Peng, you suppress the back first."

"Prepare a grenade, open the situation in front of you, and let Zhuo sir out."

Gunshots rang out, Central, Kowloon, Wan Chai...... At 12 o'clock in the morning on New Year's Day, fireworks bloom in Hong Kong in the beautiful night.

Only this unfinished building in Tuen Mun, blood and gunpowder are whistling, flesh and bullets are colliding. It is the beauty of power and intrigue alone, and all men are willing to fight for it.

Mo Zhonghua led the Flying Tigers team and fought fiercely with the police outside.

Li Shaoze organized three assaults, all of which were suppressed by the opponent's firepower, and also dragged down four brothers. At this time, his expression was terrifying, and his fair and handsome face was full of earthy yellow splashed with gunpowder. The eyes are like a ghost, and this time he came to this world to kill people.

Another round of bullets in his hand changed, and he held his breath in his heart, and he couldn't vent anything. There is no way, the team under Zhuo Jingquan not only has accurate marksmanship and tacit understanding, but is ready to crush him.

"Point 38" against submachine guns, hit fucking beep, heap with human lives! Even if Li Shaoze doesn't mind using human lives, the people inside are very chicken thieves, and the first targets of shooting are all in the chest and legs. Turn to fight some positions that are not easy to die, but have lost the fight and need to be rescued by the guys.

Under this strategy, Li Shaoze's A team quickly lost several people, and the offensive became slower and slower.

"Flying Tigers!"

"Definitely the Flying Tigers!"

Whether it is Lei Meng, Uncle Biao, who is responsible for supervising the battle, or Li Shaoze, who is the front-line commander, Chen Jiaju. In the process of firefighting, they guessed the identity of the other party.

Fortunately, they divided into two teams, AB, and advanced at the same time from the front and back, dispersing the opponent's firepower. If you break through in one direction, you will most likely be shot by the Flying Tigers group with one rush.

Because they're just policemen, and the Flying Tigers are anti-terrorist forces! One takes ordinary criminals as the target of training and the other takes military organization as the combat goal during training. If it weren't for the big dream of being promoted and making a fortune, the guys of the serious crime team might have to give up their actions at this time.

Suddenly, the Flying Tigers team in the unfinished building threw several grenades with a brush. Seeing this, Li Shaoze hurriedly pounced deeply, opened his mouth and shouted: "Grenade, all lie down." ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Explosions sounded one after another on the road at the door, and Mo Zhonghua, who was hiding in the unfinished building, pressed the headset and quickly issued an order: "Sir Jiang, break through from the front with Sir Zhuo." ”

"Roger."

Jiang Youwei in the driver's seat hung up the gear, stepped on the accelerator, and the entire commercial vehicle rushed out of the main entrance, killing the crowd without slowing down.

Raymond stood by and watched this scene, his expression changed drastically: "Oops, it's going to be over." ”

At this time, the guys of Team A had not recovered from the explosion, and they were powerless to stop Zhuo Jingquan. And their police car, in order to conceal it, parked far away. Once surrounded by Zhuo Jingquan rushing out from the front, you can drive into the avenue in five minutes, and you can't stop it if you want to.

This angry Raymond personally pulled out his gun, pulled the trigger, and shot several bullets on the door frame of the commercial vehicle. It's just a pity that the body of the commercial vehicle is extremely thick, and unless it is a large-caliber pistol, it cannot penetrate at all.

At the same time as the business car drove out of the gate, Zhuo Jingquan, who was sitting in the car, also saw Raymond on the side of the road through the window......

"It turned out to be him!"

"This sick tiger is really laborious for the position of the first brother. But you're done, so your whole family is done. Zhuo Jingquan's eyes swept over Raymond's figure fiercely, and he gradually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Jiang Youwei in the driver's seat, and Wang Tianbao in front of Zhuo Jing's body, also showed an expression on their faces for the rest of their lives. Regardless of whether Mo Zhonghua's Flying Tiger team can escape or not, at least they have escaped.

But then ...... There was a bang on the roof of the car, and there was a sudden shock!

Raymond, Uncle Biao, and Le Huizhen, they all stood in their positions and witnessed Li Shaoze getting up from the ground, running to help, and jumping onto the roof of the car.

"Sir Lee."

"Aze ......"

Uncle Biao and Lei Meng suddenly recalled the first case of Li Shaoze. is like this, lying on the car, between life and death, Zhu Tao was done.

Le Huizhen carried the camera and always followed Li Shaoze's movements, looking at Li Sir's fierce expression, her face flushed. I don't know if it's because of excitement or excitement, or if it's just an intracranial orgasm.