Johns Hopkins Hospital.

"Did you find any trace of those two bastards?" Stanfield was hanging from the hospital bed with one foot in a plaster cast, a newspaper in his hand, and scolded angrily when he saw that it was his own man who came in.

Stanfield's subordinates naturally know the character of their boss, you look at me, I look at you, push each other, and no one wants to speak out first.

"Bang Bang Bang-" The sound of rummaging through the cabinets sounded, and Stanfield leaned over to find the locker at the head of the bed.

"Boss, what are you looking for?" Several of Stanfield's men looked at each other, and one of them asked boldly.

"Where's my gun?" Stanfield exclaimed excitedly, "Fuck, I've killed you bastards." ”

"Holy!" Several of Stanfield's subordinates hurriedly walked over, held Stanfield's hand and shouted nervously: "Boss, we have done our best, more than a dozen streets have been blocked and searched, such a big incident, those guys must have run away, we also notified the traffic team, and immediately replied to us if there was news." ”

"Rubbish!" Stanfield pushed these guys away, took a few deep breaths in a bit of anger, squeezed out a smile and smiled: "Simon, come here, show me your gun, I'll take a look, and make sure you don't kill you bastards." ”

Simon was quite close to Stanfield, but when he heard Stanfield's words, he took two steps back, he was naturally not an idiot, and Stanfield's words were as unreliable as a man in bed and a woman saying, "I'm just rubbing outside, I'll never go in".

"Boss, now this case is very serious, the patrol police who rushed to support, one was shot, three were injured, two were incurable, and they were declared dead, and now not only those guys from the federal criminal team want to investigate this case, I heard that even the FBI has sent people."

As soon as Simon finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Officer Stanfield, right? I'm FBI agent Angel, and this is my assistant Boutman. Two guys with black sunglasses came in at night, and one of them took off his sunglasses after entering the door, took out his ID and shook it to Stanfield and the others.

"What's the matter?" Stanfield frowned and shouted impatiently, it was these FBIs that he hated in his life, relying on some privileges to often cross the line.

"Hmmm! We're here for today's case, and we'd like to ask Officer Stanfield about the situation! Angel walked into Stanfield and smiled.

Stanfield, however, put on a stinky face.

"This seems to be our Drug Enforcement Administration case! When is it your turn for the FBI to intervene. Stanfield exclaimed in a strange way: "You think I can't solve the case while lying in the hospital? ”

"Huh! Officer Stanfield don't be nervous, we already have a general understanding of the history of this case, we don't have to ask about the case on the apartment floor, your Stanfield name, we have also heard of it, but the restaurant case is not within the scope of your Drug Enforcement Administration! This case is so big now, not only did your anti-narcotics team kill four policemen, but three other policemen from the patrol group also died in the line of duty, and you plan to take this responsibility yourself? Angel hinted.

Stanfield's eyes lit up, this guy was able to climb to the current position, naturally he was not a dull fool.

"Of course not!" Stanfield immediately shouted: "We finished dealing with the drug trafficking case upstairs in the restaurant, and when we came down to buy a fast food, we met the bandits by chance, and then exchanged fire, we didn't know that the other party was a gangster with a gun, so we suffered heavy losses in defenselessness, if we had a little reliable information in advance, with the ability of our anti-drug team, we would definitely not have suffered such heavy losses." Stanfield swore as if it were true.

"Good!" Angel nodded and smiled: "So can you tell us about the specific situation of the restaurant at that time?" How many bandits are there in total? What are the characteristics? With what weapons? ”

Although Stanfield also wanted to kill Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing personally, in order to clear up his own involvement, he still decided to borrow the power of the FBI.

"There were three of them, a middle-aged white man, and two youth-looking Asians." Stanfield spoke.

"There are only three people on the other side?" Angel's subordinate, Boutman, questioned incredulously.

Don't say that Boutman doesn't believe it, before this happened, Stanfield himself didn't believe it, there were five people on his side, and there were only three people on that side, and they were divided into two sides to confront each other, no matter how you look at it, they won by themselves.

"You'd better take my fucking word for it, there are really three people, and it's two Asians who are shooting the main guns, and when we go into the restaurant, the two Asians are confronting the white guy at gunpoint." Stanfield exclaimed in a bad temper.

Angel grabbed his subordinates and asked Stanfield with a smile on his face: "So, although the other party is three people, and it is also two opposing factions?" Officer Stan, you must have an impression of their appearance, and I hope you can help us make a puzzle soon. ”

Of course, Stanfield has an impression of Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing, not only impressed, but also too impressive, whether it is Xu Yifan's marksmanship or Peng Yixing's domineering ferocity, it all makes Stanfield frightened.

Danny Phil's eyes suddenly flashed in front of Peng Yixing's fierce eyes.

"Bang ——!"

Yes, yes, this bastard is this kind of gunshot.

Stanfield had just recovered from his thoughts when he noticed that everyone was nervous, and Angel's assistant Boutman had a bullet hole in his temple. It's real gunshots.

"Enemy Attack ——!"

Stanfield was about to shout when his men were already shouting in a panic.

"Bullets are coming in through the window, everyone hide!" Angel is worthy of being the FBI's senior detective, and his assistant Boutman is already dead, regardless of Boutman, he was the first to lie down and quickly slide down the floor to cover behind a wall.

On the building opposite Johns Hopkins Hospital.

Xu Yifan breathed a long sigh of relief, released the sniper rifle with his palm, and killed him with one shot, his virgin sniper was not bad, although he did not hit the real target.

Stanfield's upper body was blocked by a wall, and Xu Yifan naturally couldn't snipe his head, so he could only snipe another guy.

"Quick, call for backup, there's a killer on the opposite building." Stanfield's men shouted nervously.

Angel had already silently taken out his mobile phone and dialed 911 to call the police.

Xu Yifan once again hugged the sniper rifle tightly, lying on the ground, his eyes looked through Peng Yixing's special optical sight for this sniper rifle, all the police officers in the ward had already found cover to dodge, only one unlucky ghost had not completely dodged, that was Stanfield lying on the hospital bed, although there was a clever anti-narcotics police officer who had closed the curtains, but through the light and shadow of the room, Xu Yifan could still see Stanfield's feet hanging on the bed frame.

Xu Yifan held his breath again, and slowly fine-tuned the angle of the muzzle, because the sniper rifle is too far away, the muzzle of your gun is one millimeter away, and you can't find how many meters it flies when the bullet hits the target, so you must do it exactly at all.

"Bang ——!"

Another muffled gunshot rang out.

By feeling, Xu Yifan knew that this shot was off the right.

Sure enough, the bullet hit the wall and lifted a piece of wall skin, although Xu Yifan's shot did not hit, but it startled FBI detective Angel, because this guy just wanted to stick out his head and look outside, peeping at the position of the sniper, who knew that naturally a shot hit the position of his head, fortunately he moved a beat slower, if he just caught up with it, he would not be shot in the head, so frightened Angel quickly retracted his body, leaned against the wall, and did not dare to rise for the time being.

Xu Yifan's sniper bullet deviation naturally has the benefit of biasing, that is, it is more convenient for his positioning, fine-tuning the muzzle to the left side for half a minute, Xu Yifan used'scene scanning' the opponent's sniper rifle without a long range, and then continued to snipe leisurely, otherwise he would have changed his position a long time ago, an excellent sniper, not only must have excellent marksmanship, but also be good at hiding his position, don't find it easily for the other party, although Xu Yifan's current sniper marksmanship is very scummy, but for hiding, this guy is an expert.

"Bang ——!"

"Ah——!h A terrible scream rang out, and Stanfield screamed and tumbled off the hospital bed, falling heavily to the floor.

"Turn off the lights, I'll your grandma**, hurry up and put the lights out!" Stanfield screamed, he had been shot in the thigh several times by Peng Yixing's bullet, and was shot by Xu Yifan again, the difference is that the power of this sniper rifle is even more perverted, not only pierced Stanfield's thigh with one shot, but also splashed a large piece of flesh and skin, if it wasn't for Stanfield who had just sucked a little powder, he would have fainted in pain at this moment, and it was impossible to lie on the ground and roll and howl.

Of course, it was this unlucky guy who sucked a little powder, which caused him to be very excited, and he could feel the severe pain in his thigh, and the heart-wrenching shot completely hit Stanfield's pain nerves, which was so painful that he wanted to pass out, but he didn't have to bear this inhuman pain in his spirit.

Stanfield sweated and shivered and moaned.

Two guys suddenly walked out of the hallway of the hospital.

A guy was wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses under his eyes, a black cloth covering his face, a large gun behind his back, and a black pistol in each hand, and his eyes were vigilantly looking left and right.

The other guy was even more peculiar, dressed in a black cloak, black leather boots, black gloves, a black gentleman's hat on his head, and most notably, he wore a mask with a mocking smile on his face.

Is this a masquerade?

A few passing nurses and patients guessed strangely.

"Who? Hold it! ”

Not only Stanfield was rescued at this hospital, but several other injured patrol officers were also rescued at this Johns Hopkins Hospital, and their friends and colleagues came to see them, as well as the Nevada State Police investigating the case, and the federal FBI agents, Johns Hopkins Hospital had so many police officers together for the first time.

But will Peng Yixing be afraid?

Peng Yixing only had anger and excitement.

As for Ah Ken, don't care what he thinks, this guy is an old and angry young man, Xu Yifan didn't start provoking, this guy patted his chest and said, anything can be lost, the dignity of the Chinese can't lose, his Yankees.

Seeing the two uniformed policemen giving warnings, Peng Yixing and Ah Ken were indifferent and continued to walk forward.

“fuck you！ Stop yelling at once! A uniformed policeman scolded loudly, bending down to put his hand on the holster on the right side of his waist.

Peng Yixing shook his head.

"Trash!" Pulling out the gun in this position, and the button of the holster has not been unbuttoned, are you insulting me?

Peng Yixing is naturally not a good-tempered person, and with a wipe of his right hand on his waist, he didn't see any big movements.

"Puff ——!" Two tones.

The two stooping uniformed policemen paused for a moment, and slowly fell down with their heads down, Ah Keng was stunned for a moment, and was killed with one shot, and the two uniformed policemen were all shot in the head.