Gunshots rang out.

The American people are fleeing for their lives, and the piercing screech of 5.56mm rifle bullets fired from semi-automatic rifles rubbing against them in the air makes people shudder.

Julie didn't rush out of the restaurant.

She has always had excellent combat performance in the training of the police academy, and she naturally knows that in this sudden street shootout, the state of a police uniform like her is almost no different from the target of the flash!

She pulled out the matching gun in the holster at her waist - Glock 18.

Julie quickly reached the door of the restaurant in a half-bent alert posture, and there were not many pedestrians on the street at this time, so Julie quickly identified the shooter through the glass door of the restaurant.

A man wearing washed white sky blue jeans and a black sweatshirt on his upper body.

Julie's eyesight is excellent.

Almost immediately, she recognized the grim appearance of the man with a high nose, deep eyes, and thick eyebrows who kept shooting at the crowd in the street diagonally across the restaurant.

Then, for no reason, it suddenly occurred to her that her thinking seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with American political correctness.

But this kind of fire is obviously not suitable for thinking about this when the eyebrows are burned.

The female police officer, Judy, saw the timing, but the man turned his head and shot pedestrians in the other direction and rushed out of the restaurant the moment!

Bang, bang, bang!!

Another gunshot, unlike the M16 semi-automatic rifle, rang out.

……

'Hit! The moment the first shot was fired, Julie saw the man's body shaking abnormally. That's the shaking caused by being hit by a bullet.

But Judy couldn't reassure Judy with the power of the pistol, so she paused for almost three-quarters of a second before continuing to pull the trigger.

The female officer's marksmanship was good, and both the second and third shots hit the man, but the fourth shot flew against the wall of the opposite building because of the muzzle rise and some muscle tension.

However, even so, a continuous 9mm bullet shot in the torso by Glock 18 is enough to completely render any man completely incapable of resisting and even easily killed.

But......

It's clearly not that simple.

Maybe it was because it didn't hit the nail on the head...... Maybe it's because the man is too strong...... In short, when the policewoman relaxed a little because of the continuous hitting of the target, the man turned the muzzle, and the eyes with extremely long black and white eyelashes and deep-set eyes were full of anger and murderous intent.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

A storm of bullets swept in!

It's too late to hide back in the restaurant!

There is no cover around!

At the desperate moment when the female police officer Judy watched all kinds of debris that were constantly exploding around her as the bandits strafed, and she could be hit by a bullet at any time......

bullet

Suddenly slowed down.

“？！！” For a moment, Judy didn't have time to react to what was going on.

But a strong survival instinct replaced her will, and she gave a command to her body - to do her best to fly towards the door of the restaurant behind her!

Fall to the ground and roll!

Got up, stretched out his pistol out the window, and fired two blind shots in the direction of the other party.

Bang! Bang!

For some reason, the slowed down returned to normalcy in an instant, with a rain of bullets whizzing down on the door of the restaurant, and shards of glass, wood, and cement flying everywhere!

A moment of life and death.

Judy suddenly saw that the little boy she had brought to the diner-room was still sitting in the window seat, and was not hiding like the others.

At this time, the boy was looking at the syrup-stained waffle with the fork in his hand in a daze, but a nosebleed came out of his small and cute nose for some reason.

"Are you hurt?" The policewoman Judy asked with some concern.

The boy shook his head, and then realized that he had a nosebleed, and wiped it with his fingers with a curious expression, and tilted his head to look at it.

Then he continued to pick up the fork and eat the waffles on the plate.

At this time, the gunfire of the bandits outside suddenly stopped, probably having already run out of magazines, right?

Judy immediately seized the opportunity and fired two more shots at the bandits across the street - bang! Bang!

This time, however, she didn't hit the other side.

The bandits on the opposite side seemed to realize the disadvantage of their uncovered shooting, so they quickly ran and dodged behind a car parked on the side of the road.

The two sides entered a brief standoff.

Woo woo woo woo ~ ~~~!! The rapid siren sounded from far and near, and the man's face changed, and after firing a few shots in the direction of the restaurant again, he immediately got up and ran towards an alley not far away.

When Judy, who was suppressed, looked through the door carefully and quickly, all he could see was his back that quickly disappeared around the corner.

The two police cars stopped on the street with a sudden brake, and several policemen with pistols or shotguns vigilantly covered each other and got out of the car.

Judy immediately shouted, "He ran in that direction!" ”

After shouting, she turned around and wanted to ask someone else to take care of the boy, but this time she realized that the place where the boy was sitting was empty.

There was still a little syrup left on the plate where the waffles and bacon had been eaten.

The policewoman Judy looked around with some confusion, but did not find the boy, and the clerk who poked his head out from behind the counter also shook his head and said that he did not see where the boy went.

Judy anxiously rushed out of the restaurant.

on the table.

The fork that had been placed randomly on the side of the plate suddenly melted in the middle and broke in two.

……

Hamza raced through the alley.

He dropped his rifle in the dustbin in the first alley and changed into light-colored clothes that he had hidden behind the dumpster.

Then, he quickly left the alley, and quickly climbed over the wall according to the previously planned route and entered a fork in the road that would easily become a blind spot in a normal search.

As long as he walked forward a dozen meters onto the street, he could get out of here quickly in his van!

And then.

He was stopped.

In the narrow alley, directly in front of Hamza, a little boy with snow-white skin and snow-white hair, and only a pair of blue eyes, was chewing something with puffed cheeks, but his eyes were looking straight at him.

Hamza's black pupils contracted, and the hand holding the jumping knife in his pocket tightened.

But after all, the other party was only a small child, and Hamza paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward quickly, trying to bypass the child and get out of here.

And then.

He saw the little boy raise a little hand towards him, his index finger pointed at him, and his thumb upturned...... It's like ...... The posture of the pistol?

'This kid saw what I just shot?' If he screamed...... Hamza's face darkened, and the hand holding the knife in his pocket tightened a little.

And then.

Hamza lost consciousness.