Chapter 551: Whoever has a gun is the boss

on the roof of the warehouse house.

Liu Jianming held a telescope in both hands and watched the battle from afar.

Several of Johnny's motorcycles sharply overturned the checkpoint guards, and Santana, who followed behind, directly and forcefully smashed into the two broken cars that had become scrap metal in the road, clearing the way for the follow-up vehicles.

The convoy did not stop, continued to move forward, and came straight in the direction of the warehouse where Liu Jianming was lurking.

Liu Jianming put down the binoculars, and then looked at Uncle Hai's subordinates in the workshop through the gap at the top, because the noise inside was very loud, and the micro-punches used by the attacking motorcyclists were all equipped with mufflers, so the battle at the entrance of the level did not make the people in the workshop notice the slightest abnormality.

Liu Jianming shook his head.

Uncle Hai is planted......

Failure is often the accumulation of many inconspicuous factors, isn't there a saying that details determine success or failure?

If the guards were a little more vigilant, if the people in the workshop could detect the anomaly early, it was really unknown who would win and who would lose.

You must know that if you face it head-on, even if the three Johnnie Wans add up, it will not be Uncle Hai's opponent.

The name of Hong Kong Island's old No. 1 arms dealer is really not taken for nothing.

But......

The big boat can often be overturned in the gutter, and the scale of victory is often more inclined to those who are well prepared.

It happened that the orders in the Middle East were urgent, and the people in the workshop were busy loading.

Cold and unguarded –

In the sound of the whistling motor, the number of motorcycles directly broke into the open east gate of the workshop, the left hand controlled the grip to rush left and right, and the right hand slightly rushed to sweep when it saw people, and killed it when it saw a living thing.

For a while, the whole workshop was boiling, yellow sparks splashed everywhere, flames rose, oil drums were constantly bursting, black smoke was billowing out, and the heat wave was pressing.

Slaughter! It's a naked massacre!

In the on-site office of the workshop, the shift leader was startled, hurriedly grabbed the landline, and urgently dialed Uncle Hai's private phone: "Hey! Top dog! Someone is here to smash the field! We've lost a lot! The brothers can't stand it anymore! I know, I know, I'll take someone to do it with them first! Let's see which bastard ate the bear's heart and leopard gall! ”

The cruel words were finished......

Outside, a rider drove directly to the office window on a motorcycle, took off his helmet, revealing his long hair, and the only eye under the long hair flashed with bloodthirsty light, and threw the helmet towards the glass window with a flick of his hand, and at the same time took out two melons, and slowly bit off the two tabs.

"Whoa!" The glass of the office shattered in response, and a black helmet broke directly through the window, "Bang! With a bang, it slammed into the desk of the shift leader.

The captain on duty was shocked, but when he saw that it was just a helmet, he immediately felt relieved again.

Who knows—

Outside, the one-eyed dragon threw two melons into the window with a flick of his hand.

As soon as the shift leader breathed a sigh of relief, he saw two black things flying in in a parabola, and he didn't even have time to say a word of MMP, so he said, "Boom!" "Boom!" Two sounds, two dazzling fires, and the workshop office were wiped out together.

In the Firelight......

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

The six cars that followed also drove into the workshop, stopped, the doors opened, and Johnny's outlaws got out of the cars, armed with automatic weapons, and joined the slaughter.

The sound of gunshots and explosions shook the sky, and even Liu Jianming, who was watching from the roof, felt his eardrums tremble, and blocked his ears and eyes with two balls of cotton.

Uncle Hai's subordinates, who were forced to resist, couldn't organize a little effective counterattack at all, screaming, constantly being harvested, bleeding like a river, and almost every minute and every second, someone fell, turning into a wisp of grievance in the smoke of gunpowder.

The whole battle didn't even last ten minutes, and it ended sharply under the leadership of the long-haired one-eyed dragon.

Uncle Hai's subordinates in an entire workshop were completely wiped out, and none of them survived.

The workshop was littered with embers, and on the hood of a smashed sports car, a yellow embers were quietly dancing on the flames.

The long-haired one-eyed dragon took out a cigarette case, bit out a cigarette, stretched out his head and lit it on the embers, looking at the corpses full of corpses, and inhaled beautifully.

Liu Jianming lurked on the roof, his eyes quietly looked at the one-eyed dragon smoking through the gap, the whole battle Liu Jianming witnessed from the beginning to the end, Johnny's raid was successful, although the macro aspect was due to the surprise, killing Uncle Hai by surprise, but on the micro side, this one-eyed dragon made a great contribution to the whole battle, and the output was off the charts, and he was the only one in the team to win the MVP.

It can be said that without this one-eyed dragon, Johnnie would have paid more than half the price.

Uncle Hai's men were not unarmed civilians, but there were a lot of weapons on the scene, and the reason why there was no chance to resist was that most of them were suppressed by the one-eyed dragon in advance.

"This guy seems to be an unbelievably ruthless person!"

Liu Jianming spent his prestige to secretly use the system to scout, "10.5 in melee combat, 11.3 in long-range combat, almost on par with me...... I'll have to be careful with this guy. ”

Thinking to himself, he sniffed.

In addition to the smell of gunsmoke, there is also the smell of barbecued meat.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, Johnnie laughed, made a gesture of long live with his hands, and laughed wildly to the sky, full of pride.

"Don't be idle, hurry up! Hurry up! Move the goods and get moving, faster! Johnny Wong clapped his hands and walked around directing his men to load boxes of munitions that were ready to be shipped.

These valuable finished munitions belonged to Uncle Hai one second ago, and the owner changed in an instant the next second.

Killing people and setting fire to the gold belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses, this old saying is really worthy of its name.

Johnnie Wang got carried away and stretched out his hands, looked at Jiang Lang, who was standing next to the car and smoking silently, and said with a laugh: "Ah Lang, my sho has been done, and it's up to you now." ”

Jiang Lang kept smoking, anxious, and he didn't know when Chief Liu would close the net, and whether he really had to force himself to kill Uncle Hai before he acted, it was still unknown.

A cigarette was smoked in more than ten seconds, and half of it was left.

Jiang Lang looked at Johnnie Wang: "Johnnie brother, there is an old saying in the rivers and lakes, it is called forgiving people and forgiving people, you have now removed Uncle Hai's arm, why not let his old man have a way to live, let him enjoy his old age in peace." ”

"Will he let me live when he has a gun?!" Johnny Wong exclaimed irritably, stretching out his finger and pointing at his nose: "That old fellow is deeply entrenched, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, I have smashed his field now, he may let me go?!" Please clear your mind! Once he gets a respite, it's me who will die! ”

Johnny drew his pistol and said, "Boom! He pulled the sleeve and shouted, "Today is either me or he is dead!" I only believe that in this world, whoever has a gun is the boss, and that old turtle egg is in the way, I have to hang him up! ”

Johnnie Wang patted Jiang Lang on the shoulder and persuaded, "Don't blame me for being ruthless. People nowadays will only appreciate your success, and will never compare your means. ”