Ding Xiaocong understood this in seconds, as soon as he came in, Liu Zhimin saw his younger brother, but he was already dead...... The so-called ransom with money, how many can be redeemed? Most of them even got into it.

These people are really ruthless!

After crying and laughing, Liu Zhimin's face showed a touch of anger, he strode up to the big man who had bitten off his soul, bent down to pick up his gun, and fired it at the ground without hesitation.

The gunfire "bang", the fire flashed, reflecting his already hideous and distorted face, which was bright and uncertain.

Ran out of the magazine in one go, and the heads of the three big men who were not yet dead were all smashed, and the hot blood mixed with the brains flowed all over the ground.

This Liu Zhimin was provoked by his brother's death, and his hands were spicy enough.

After the last shot was fired, Liu Zhimin waved his hand and threw the gun, and as soon as he landed, the earth shook violently, and a deafening noise was heard.

"It's a howitzer!" Liu Zhimin was taken aback and blurted out: "Oh no, the fight started." ”

Ding Xiaocong was lying on the ground, his chest was numb from the shock, and his internal organs hurt. Now that things are obvious, it is no wonder that these people are in a hurry to deal with the hostages they are taking, it turns out that there is going to be a war here, and they are in a hurry to escape.

The warlords of Qingkang have always been like this, and when they encounter large-scale encirclement and suppression, they will escape into the mountains and forests, and even enter the border area with China, so that the other side cannot let go of their hands and feet to attack. And when the opponent's large army withdraws, they will fight back, like kraft candy, and the other big warlords have nothing to do about it.

"Let's go!" Liu Zhimin pulled Ding Xiaocong up, and Xiaolan quickly jumped back on him.

Although they have all experienced death, this is the first time they have encountered war, which is completely two concepts, and both siblings are a little nervous.

Liu Zhimin seemed to be very familiar with the battlefield, he should have been a soldier before, and had participated in actual combat, he pulled up the sister and brother, and advised: "When I go out, I will blend into the refugee team, here under the monitoring of Huaxia, they dare not shoot at the refugees, don't get separated." ”

Seeing Ding Xiaocong nodding, Liu Zhimin dodged and ran to the basement.

The old street, which was lively a moment ago, became a mess in a blink of an eye, and there were people everywhere, running to the north of the old street in a panic. As before, once the war was raging, these local people ran north and entered the territory of China.

The last temporary refugee camp is said to have not been dismantled......

The south side has been a mess, and one after another fires have risen into the sky, and the sound of guns and cannons has not stopped for a moment, dense as fried beans, and the two sides are connected to the fire.

Ding Xiaocong followed closely behind Liu Zhimin, running north along the street, panicking.

Since the battle started in the second half of the night, many people in the crowd were still wearing pajamas and even underwear, but now their lives are at stake, and they can't care about this. Fortunately, the people here are accustomed to chaos, they run in an orderly manner, and there is no chaos of falling into each other.

Running and running, Ding Xiaocong's eyes passed through the crowd, landed across the street, and stopped abruptly.

"Little Master, let's go!" Liu Zhimin found that the person was gone, and hurriedly turned around and waved and shouted.

Ding Xiaocong turned a deaf ear, leaning against the wall, staring at the opposite side, through the panicked crowd, where a person was walking against the flow of people. The man was a thin middle-aged man dressed in black, holding a little boy with a sluggish expression in his hands, and the two of them did not respond to the sound of gunfire.

It's him! It's the mysterious man I saw in the casino!

Seeing this person, Ding Xiaocong was blocking things in his heart, he couldn't let go of it at all, he didn't care about anything, involving the death of so many children, he must find out about this matter!

Liu Zhimin ran back, followed Ding Xiaocong's gaze and saw the man, and asked, "This one, but the little master's enemy?" ”

Ding Xiaocong shook his head silently, "I don't know, many children here have been tricked recently, I suspect that he did it, I have to investigate, you go first." ”

It is a very simple matter to communicate between men, Liu Zhimin clenched his fists when he heard this, "I am in a hurry to avenge my younger brother, and I can't delay, little brother has something to do, please take care!" ”

After speaking, Liu Zhimin turned around and merged into the flow of people and disappeared.

Ding Xiaocong's eyes did not leave the person for a moment, and he also began to lean against the wall against the flow of people, for fear of losing it. Now the old street is like a rushing river, full of people running wildly, and he doesn't go there at all.

Chasing and chasing, Ding Xiaocong was shocked, the man actually led the child into an off-road vehicle and set it on fire.

At this time, the flow of people will all pass, and it will be impossible for anyone to catch up with the car, what should I do?

Looking left and right, there was a motorcycle parked in front of the door, and the key was still inserted in the keyhole. It is estimated that the owner of the car was about to escape on a motorcycle just now, but the flow of people was too dense, and they simply abandoned the car and ran, and even forgot to pull out the key.

Ding Xiaocong stepped into the car, lit the fire, pinched the front brake, and skillfully turned his head on the spot. He is a rookie in a car, and he has played a lot of motorcycles, so he is too familiar!

As soon as I turned my head here, the crowd was basically over, and the off-road vehicle that had long been ready to go roared out like a beast out of the cage.

Ding Xiaocong pulled the speed to the end, and started directly with ejection, and the motorcycle immediately turned its head and chased after it like an arrow.

There was almost no one on the street, and the car drove in the direction of the battlefield, Ding Xiaocong was so anxious that the gear was red, and he caught up with the off-road vehicle in an instant and drove shoulder to shoulder.

"Stop!" Ding Xiaocong didn't even wear a helmet, and shouted in the wind: "Is it your Gu!" ”

It's actually stupid to ask like this, but the situation is urgent, and Ding Xiaocong can't think of any suitable words.

The other party's answer was simple, and the window fell, revealing an indifferent half of his face. The man had a pockmarked left cheek and a shallow scar on his cheek, running from the corner of his mouth to his ear.

He didn't look at Ding Xiaocong at all, and after the window glass fell, he suddenly stretched out his hand and showed a "black star".

Ding Xiaocong was startled, subconsciously slammed on the brakes, and the rear wheels immediately locked, making a piercing sound and began to sway violently, with a cloud of blue smoke.

Boom! Bang bang bang!

The fire spewed out, the gunshots rang out, and the pistol chased Ding Xiaocong, who was in a hurry to slow down, and kept shooting, and after emptying the magazine, the car window closed again, regardless of whether it hit or not.

Ding Xiaocong tried to stabilize the body, and finally did not fall, looking forward, the off-road vehicle swerved sharply and rushed into a shop on the side of the road.

After hitting the accelerator twice, Ding Xiaocong was about to catch up again, when suddenly, there was a deafening noise next to him, and a cannonball landed in a house not far from him.

The violent vibration threw Ding Xiaocong up, and the motorcycle that stepped off jumped out with the accelerator, and then the smoke and dust filled the sky with sand and stones, and the whole house collapsed.

Ding Xiaocong endured dizziness and tinnitus, struggled to get up, and saw that the street in front of him had already burned. Through the fire, I saw the man with the scar leading the little boy out of the house, and after glancing at himself, he turned around and walked to the south of the old street, and countless children followed him out, all of them looking dull and lifeless, like a group of walking dead.