On Central Avenue, a traffic police car sounded its siren and chased a locomotive.

The driver of the locomotive in front of him was Han Jiang in a hospital gown and a motorcycle helmet.

The citizens and car owners on the road looked sideways when they saw this: "Big news, someone has escaped from the mental hospital." ”

"Everyone's flash flash, there will be no compensation for the death of mental illness."

Zhou Xingxing had an idea, and yelled while driving.

His roar really worked, and the cars on the road dodged away, leaving the work of catching the mentally ill to the most professional people to do.

Soon, the two locomotives were crossing the Central Avenue and heading for the cross-harbour tunnel in the Western District.

At the other end of the tunnel, Guan Li, wearing a police uniform, put down a sign prohibiting traffic at the intersection and instructed the vehicle to turn around and leave.

Because in his obsession, the citizens are innocent, and they can do good deeds if they die less.

But if the police turn black and white upside down, then they must die!

……

Whew!

The two locomotives drove into the cross-sea tunnel one after the other, and the tunnel was extremely empty today, and it was night, so there were few cars coming and going. I don't know if Han Jiang deliberately slowed down, or the traffic police car had enough horsepower, and the distance between the two locomotives became closer and closer.

"Sir Li, I'm going to catch up." Zhou Xingxing screamed, and saw Han Jiang in front of him take out a pistol from the backpack on the side of the locomotive. Driving with one hand, he shot reflexively, and three gunshots rang out with a bang, echoing through the tunnel.

The moment Zhou Xingxing saw Han Jiang raise his gun, he lowered the front of the car, narrowly avoided the bullet, and said angrily: "Dare to shoot at the little tiger, don't die!" ”

He let go of a hand and pulled it towards his waist.

Li Shaoze's eyes lit up suddenly, he didn't expect Zhou Xingxing to be a traffic policeman and still have a gun.

Although every traffic police officer has the right to carry a gun, it is rare for a traffic police officer to carry a gun while on duty, except in exceptional circumstances. Only Zhou Xingxing is the only guy, not only has a gun pinned to his waist, but also a dagger stuck in his thigh.

This damn thing, I'm afraid that others won't know that he was from the Flying Tigers.

What a little tiger's demeanor!

Since he had a gun, Li Shaoze would naturally not be idle, and he quickly took the first step, pulled out the pistol, held it in his hand and aimed forward.

Bang bang bang!

Li Shaoze fired several shots in succession, hitting Han Jiang's body, making a tinkling sound.

The few cars in the tunnel, when they saw a shootout, braked and stopped, nesting in the corner and not daring to show their heads. The flash of ammunition sparkled on the ground, and the air currents blew people's eyes dry.

Han Jiang and Li Shaoze chased each other in the lane, shooting back and forth. With the sound of the throttle, it soon entered the middle of the tunnel.

Zhou Xingxing looked unhappy while driving.

"Why are you robbing my gun!"

Now is the time for him to make a big move, how can he let this inspector steal the limelight?

Li Shaoze's heart moved, and his wrist rested on Zhou Xingxing's shoulder, using it as a gun mount, keeping it relatively static and increasing the accuracy of shooting.

"Concentrate on driving."

Li Shaoze choked Zhou Xingxing in a back, held his breath, and sank his whole body.

You know, he's the one who just added his brain.

Holding the gun in his hand is obviously more accurate than shooting while Zhou Xingxing is driving.

Zhou Xingxing had to secretly say bad luck in his heart and try his best to keep up with Han Jiang's locomotive. Just as Zhou Xingxing found an opportunity and wanted to give a reminder, a gunshot rang in his ears.

Bite!

A bullet hit Han Jiang's leg.

This made Han Jiang's face not panic, and he secretly laughed in his heart, feeling that the marksmanship of the bad guy behind him was even better than him.

Ding!

Two more gunshots rang out, hitting the locomotive of Hanjiang.

But at this time, Han Jiang couldn't laugh anymore, because he noticed that all three shots hit the fuel tank of the locomotive. If this were not a heavily modified locomotive, I am afraid that it would have been pierced through the fuel tank by now.

That bad guy wants to blow him up!

Han Jiang's eyes were gloomy, and he immediately raised his gun to shoot back, but they were all dodged by Zhou Xingxing one by one with his superb driving skills. I have to say that the two-month traffic police career has allowed Zhou Xingxing to exercise extremely powerful driving skills.

Li Shaoze was still not in a hurry, adjusting the shooting angle.

Before that, because of his familiarity and incoordination, he did lead to a rookie in marksmanship for a long time. But now, he had increased his reaction power to five points, which was only two points different from the speed of seven, and he had barely reached a balance.

Although it has not yet reached the level of a sharpshooter, whoever dares to say that Li sir is a rookie in marksmanship will experience the taste of a headshot.

And the next shot was already the last shot in Li Shaoze's heart.

Because there was only this one bullet left in the gun.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

The rifling was drawn, and the brass-colored warhead flew out.

There is no need to wait for the hit at all, Li Shaoze only looks at the ammunition and knows that this shot will definitely hit.

But with a bang, the imaginary explosion did not happen.

I saw Han Jiang brake suddenly, and the locomotive turned in place, stopping steadily in the middle of the tunnel, and narrowly avoided the bullet.

After stabilizing the car, Han Jiang simply threw away the pistol and took out a large troll from his backpack.

A lawless criminal in a hospital gown raised his troll with an arrogant face and aimed at the traffic police car in front of him.

"Mom."

Zhou Xingxing let out a scream and tightened the brakes regardless of it.

However, the distance between the two locomotives itself is not too far, and more than ten seconds have passed, and there is only less than ten meters left between them and Han Jiang. Now Zhou Xingxing has no time to brake, and he will still be blasted by Han Jiang.

But Li Shaoze gritted his teeth and actually made an unexpected move in an instant.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and pulled out the dagger on the side of Zhou Xingxing's leg, and with the recoil of the brake, he jumped out of the back seat of the locomotive and threw himself towards Han Jiang.

With a bang, Han Jiang pulled the trigger in advance, and the loud sound of the trolls echoed in the tunnel. Zhou Xingxing's traffic police car rolled to the ground, and people did not know whether they were alive or dead.

However, Li Shaoze was in the air, avoiding the power of the troll, and the whole person collided with Han Jiang from top to bottom.

The sharp blade in his hand was even more used to take advantage of the momentum, and it was inserted into Han Jiang's neck with a pop.

"Uh......"

Li Shaoze let go of his hands, watched Han Jiang covering his neck, blood flying out of his arteries, and slowly fell to the ground, silently wiping the dirty blood in his hands with the corner of his clothes.

A white treasure chest gradually emerged from his corpse.

When Li Shaoze was about to touch the treasure chest, he hid in the corner and secretly called the unlucky Zhou Xingxing, and suddenly said loudly: "That military uniform, hurry up and call someone to mop the floor." ”

I saw Guan Li wearing a police uniform and walking to the scene step by step. He reached out and pressed the radio on his shoulder, but instead of calling anyone, he turned off the signal and silently unhooked the pouch.

Mopping?

Do you dare to call the magic policeman Ali to mop the floor?

Guan Li glanced at Zhou Xingxing coldly and fixed his gaze on Li Shaoze.