After all, the speed of retreating and closing the door slowed down, and the muzzle of the five-six-type gun hanging on the body pressed down, and the tongue of fire ...... "da-da" was swallowed, and in the deafening sound of firecrackers, the four thugs fell on their backs, trembling and died.

Bloodshed cannot bleed, and this book will not bleed!

……

Yan Zide's mood was very irritable, and when he was sleeping Zhengxiang, he heard a fierce "gun" sound, and reflexively rolled down from the bed, and instantly got under the bed and hid.

Holding a small pistol in his hand, he looked at the door tremblingly, fearing that someone would kick in the door and take an AK to surprise him in the next second.

The sound of 'guns' rang out for more than ten minutes, Yan Zide felt like a year, until the siren sounded, Yan Zide breathed a heavy sigh of relief, he felt that the police were so cute for the first time!

Hurriedly ordered people to go to the door to listen to what the situation was, and after a while, a little brother came back to report that it was a group of thugs who set off firecrackers at the door, and it was like a shootout in the middle of the night.

Yan Zide squirted out a mouthful of old blood,, he died young, he fired a cannon in the middle of the night, and the scared Lao Tzu almost ran out of urine, if it wasn't for the inconvenience of going out, he would have to insert the firecracker into the eyes of the gangsters, so that you would scare Lao Tzu in the middle of the night.

Lying back and just about to sleep, the sound of 'guns' sounded again, as always, the frightened Yan Zide was excited, and the little brother looked at the small hole in the iron gate at the door, and it was especially a cannon!

If it weren't for the younger brothers to stop him, Yan Zide almost rushed out and 'beeped' a few little bastards.

Puzzled, he immediately picked up the phone and called the police, "Do you special police all eat, someone has set off guns in the middle of the night, can you take care of it, so that people don't sleep." ”

"Sir, please pay attention to your wording, we can sue you for insulting the police."

"Pay attention to your uncle, a bunch of garbage, hitting the streets, damn it!"

As soon as she buttoned down the phone, Yanzi returned to the bed and covered the quilt with dignity.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the siren to sound again.

When the police left, Yan Zide couldn't sleep, he sat on the bed and sulked, he was already depressed in his heart, four AKs, what a risk it took to get it, this firepower didn't kill Wang Xuan, thinking that he would be retaliated against by this pervert, Yan Zide's heart twitched.

Damn Liangkun!

said that he would deal with Wang Xuan together, and let Lao Tzu shoot alone at the critical moment, and he had no way at all.

Liangkun was originally contacted by himself, even if he couldn't do anything at all, he was willing to give half of the harvest to Liangkun, in order to let Hongxing Dongxing's field come into contact with each other, so that he could survive in the cracks.

There was no way, the key point was caught by Liangkun.

Liangkun's pressure, he could only endure it.

When his thoughts were diverging, a 'gun' sound rang out again, and Yan Zide exploded, "No one can stop me, these gangsters must be killed, killed!" (Broken sound)

Watching the little brother open the door violently, watching the little brother suddenly take a step back, looking at the blood spots that suddenly burst out on the little brother's body, and watching the little brother fall to the ground, for a moment, Yan Zide's head went blank.

This time, yes, really, going to die!

……

Qi apologized and swept down the four or five gangsters on the opposite side with a reflex, and then remembered the boss's order, fought quickly, and fought for a minute to complete the battle.

Wipe his right hand on his waist, take a flashbang in his hand, pull off the insurance, and throw it into the warehouse, then turn around, lean against the wall, close his eyes, and the action is picturesque.

At the same time, three grenades with pinching leads were also thrown in.

Bang, boom!

A second later, seven or eight soldiers rushed in with five or six styles, some squatting and standing, aiming in several directions, and the five or six styles in their hands were adjusted to a point shooting mode.

The boss said that time is everything, and you don't have to leave your hands behind.

It's been a long time since these veterans have indulged themselves so unscrupulously, and they still like the smell of gunpowder on the battlefield.

With this sigh, Qi Qiao's group of people moved even faster, and in the face of this super firepower, these elite warriors, the three or two kittens in Yan Zide's hands were nothing.

A few blind people were suddenly shattered in an instant, and a few guys who could see vaguely tried to find cover, holding a few broken pistols and not even daring to venture their heads, they stretched out and fired a few random shots.

Hell knows where the bullet hit.

This time it was to expose the hiding place.

In the face of the super penetrating power of the five or six styles, what kind of broken bed and sofa is not enough to provide any protection.

A shuttle bullet passed, and it was directly chilled.

Thirty seconds before and after, all resistance was wiped out, and after these veterans finished playing with guns, they were as vulnerable as axes.

In the end, only Yan Zide, who was hiding in the corner, was still holding a broken pistol in his hand, and his hands trembled like Wu Lao Er who had cerebral congestion next door.

Qi apologized for pursing his lips, aiming at the top of Yan Zide's head, and shot over with a point▄【┻┳═一...... ☆(>○<)。

"Da Da Da!"

Yan Zide screamed and hugged his head, and he didn't know where to throw the gun in his hand.

Walking over and smashing the butt of a gun on his head, Yan Zide softened and slowly went to the end.

Touching the wireless earphones on his ears, Qi apologized and reported directly: "The task is complete, the target task is that Yan Zide is captured alive, and all the others are killed, please instruct." ”

"Well done, worthy of being a battlefield veteran who survived the rain of bullets, brought Yanzide over, most of the people retreated, left a few aftermaths, and quietly disposed of the corpse when the police left."

"Roger!"

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Wang Xuan shook his fist fiercely, it was really neat, what he hated most now was not being able to participate in the raid of the veterans, and he really longed for the feeling of a rain of bullets.

Of course, it's just yearning.

The soldiers would not allow the boss to cause chaos in the past, and Wang Xuan also knew that it was indeed dangerous, and it was a drag for a novice on the battlefield like himself to go seven or eight times out of ten.

However, I still want to participate!

Within a few minutes, the cars drove out one after another, quickly disappearing into the darkness, from the beginning of the third wave of artillery to the retreat, a total of less than five minutes, it was as refreshing as a blockbuster of Merrican.

When everyone was gone, the big iron gate was closed again, and the police appeared again to chase the gangsters, and in the midst of this chaos, a violent raid and fierce shootout were hidden in the dark, and no one noticed.

The police dispersed, the streets returned to calm, and in a short time before dawn several vans crept up again to the door of the warehouse, where bodies were lifted out and thrown on the carts, filled one and replaced with another.

More than a dozen corpses were loaded, all the bullet casings that could be swept away were swept out and taken away, the big iron door was closed again, and someone else was waiting to clean up the blood stains and the bullet marks on the walls.

Since the plan is so smooth, Wang Xuan naturally has to be foolproof, to make Yan Zide disappear silently, of course, the four head horses who were arrested in advance Wang Xuan did not plan to let go, they are all a group of rotten boys.

Only dying is the greatest contribution to society.