Zhou Qingfeng suddenly jumped out of the stairs, which was too unexpected for the kidnappers. No one thought that he would be so risky, it is meaningless to jump out like this, except for being handsome, he is simply hitting people like a target.

The leading kidnapper admitted the suddenness of Zhou Qingfeng's move, but when he saw Zhou Qingfeng's figure, he was not afraid, and he even secretly rejoiced. Because of the limited space in the staircase, at most a fraction of a second, Zhou Qingfeng hit the wall opposite the staircase, and it would not be finished if he didn't hit him.

And what can a fraction of a second do? In leap mode, you can't even aim!

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng leap out, the only thing the three kidnappers behind the corner did was to lie down. As long as he lay down to avoid a few bullets that might fly around, and then watched Zhou Qingfeng's head rise dizzily, and then shot him to death. It's that simple!

But the three kidnappers were wrong, Zhou Qingfeng was not simple, and his ability to be 'astute' was not simple. In the kidnapper's opinion, Zhou Qingfeng was only a moment from flying to hitting the wall, but under Zhou Qingfeng's attribute of always attacking first, his time at that moment was extended by more than a full second. This method of attack is also something that only he can do.

Zhou Qingfeng saw the formation of the three kidnappers, saw their shocked expressions, saw the three guns pointing at the staircase, and saw that they blocked any direction they might have escaped.

But the three kidnappers only didn't expect Zhou Qingfeng to jump out after jumping, and at most they raised their heads slightly to show a surprised expression. Although Zhou Qingfeng flew in mid-air, under the effect of more than a second won by the preemptive attack, he adjusted the muzzle of the gun and firmly put the three of them in the crosshair.

In fully automatic mode, the theoretical rate of fire of the M4A1 exceeds 700 rounds per minute, and more than a dozen rounds are ejected in a second. Zhou Qingfeng pulled the trigger in mid-air, and in an instant, the thirty-round magazine was empty.

At such a distance of two or three meters, thirty hot projectiles spread out no more than half a meter. Without waiting for any reaction from the three kidnappers, these deadly high-velocity bullets were all sprayed on them.

In an instant, Zhou Qingfeng emptied a magazine, and the three kidnappers on the opposite side also suffered heavy casualties. The effect of the preemptive attack lasted just over a second, and Zhou Qingfeng also crashed into the wall of the corridor.

Bang bumped into it, followed by a plop and fell, this time it hit and fell, but it was really not a little fake. In order to survive in death, Zhou Qingfeng can be said to have knocked himself into a blue nose and swollen face, and his skeleton hurts all over his body.

Zhou Qingfeng threw away the M4A1 that was no longer empty of bullets in his hand, and forcibly struggled to stand up. When he pulled out Glock 17 again and aimed at the three kidnappers, he saw that all three people on the other side were lying in a pool of blood, and he had taken a chance to knock them over.

Of the three kidnappers, the leader was shot the most, but he wasn't dead. This guy seems to be wearing soft body armor, which can withstand the fire of pistol bullets, but cannot protect against the more powerful 5.56mm SS109 rifle rounds.

Zhou Qingfeng could see that the leading kidnapper had received two blows in the stomach and one in the chin, the entire mandible was shattered, and blood gurgled out of his throat. He fell to the ground, looking at Zhou Qingfeng with blank eyes, as if he felt incredible how he was defeated!

One of the kidnappers in the back took a bullet, but it was a shot in the head. The skull was beaten into a colander, Bai Huahua's brain tissue sprayed four or five meters away, and the entire fire staircase was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The last kidnapper was shot in both hands holding the gun, and a bullet hit his left hand, breaking his arm into two knots. The bullet shattered into a dozen pieces and then shot into his right hand, and the entire elbow joint of his right hand was almost cut into a bone rod by sharp high-speed fragments.

In the end, the kidnapper's hands were scrapped and he was already horrified. But he was the least wounded, and he got up and turned to run. Zhou Qingfeng staggered to his feet, and chased after him with a pistol.

The two stumbled and chased each other in the corridor, and finally returned to the negative third floor of the underground parking lot. The kidnappers who escaped in front of him slammed open the fire door of the fire escape, but Zhou Qingfeng, who caught up, kicked him in the back and threw a dog on the ground.

And Zhou Qingfeng, who followed closely, saw a scene that made him want to burst. Outside the fire door, the little boy named Ronnie was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. The child's innocent eyes were wide open, and his immature little face still had the same pitiful and weeping expression as when he left.

Seeing the child's corpse, Zhou Qingfeng felt an irrepressible anger erupt from his chest, he rushed to the kidnapper who fell to the ground in a rage, stepped on his crippled right hand, and scolded: "Why did you kill this child?

This kid is only ** years old at best, and he can't get in the way of anything for you. You can even see him as an eyesore, scold him, kick him, or beat him. Why kill him, why kill him? He's just a kid, a kid who wants to get his mom back! ”

Zhou Qingfeng's anger erupted like lava, and the anger erupted like flames. With every foot he stepped on, the crippled kidnappers let out a terrible scream. After a few strokes, he even removed the crippled kidnapper's right hand.

The crippled kidnapper was so painful that he wanted nothing more than a quick death, and he rolled on the ground while shouting, "The child's crying is annoying, so we killed him casually." If you want to avenge him, kill me, kill me! ”

"Want to die? It's not that easy. Zhou Qingfeng hated this group of kidnappers very much at the moment, and he raised his hand to aim at the thigh joints of the crippled kidnappers and shot them several times in a row, until the flesh and blood of his two thighs were blurred and bleeding, "Scum, slowly enjoy the taste of death." ”

Leaving the crippled kidnapper waiting for death on the ground on the negative third floor, Zhou Qingfeng scavenged a few magazines from his body and turned to leave. He returned to the corner of the corridor where the battle had taken place, and retrieved magazines and guns from the other two kidnappers, as well as a sheathed saber.

The kidnapper who had his jaw knocked off had his last breath left, watching Zhou Qingfeng take something useful from him, but he didn't react. Zhou Qingfeng didn't bother to waste ammunition on him, and left after he scavenged it.

However, as he was leaving, the kidnapper's radio went off. Zhou Qingfeng hesitated for a while, and then heard the guy named Locke before asking why his subordinates hadn't killed Zhou Qingfeng yet? He slowly picked up the walkie-talkie, pressed the call button and said:

"Locke, I remember your name was Locke. Your men can't answer you anymore, I've just killed four, plus the two who were seriously injured and one before, you've already had seven of your men disposed of by me. I want to ask, how many of your men can be sent to death? ”

Zhou Qingfeng's voice was indifferent and indifferent, but it was full of murderous aura. There was an urge of righteous indignation in his chest that overshadowed even his fear of kidnappers and death, allowing him to confront his enemies head-on.

"Locke, don't you want to play cat and mouse? Come on, I'm interested in your big head right now, and I'm going to find you and get your head off your neck and kick it as a ball. ”