"Damn! There was no one in the car, it was a plastic clothing model, and I was scared to death! ”

"Oh no, come back quickly!" When the police officer heard this, he hurriedly shouted.

Behind them, a truck suddenly poured out of a narrow intersection, and the policeman who was looking at it heard the truck rushing behind him look back and heard the door under his feet suddenly open, and a man with a pistol pointed at his face was caught in the door.

"Collapse!" Blood splattered from the policeman's head and he fell limply to the ground.

"Xiao Zhou!" When the officer heard the gunshot, he turned his head and saw Xiao Zhou, whose face was covered in blood mist, falling from the truck.

The truck behind also rushed over, suddenly twisting the steering wheel just as it was about to hit the police car, twisting the body 180 degrees on the road just enough to cross a truck. The officer and the policeman who was driving the car hurriedly jumped out of the car, and the small police car was instantly flattened, and five bulletproof cars also collided one after another.

The man in front got out of his way and threw a smoke grenade at the bulletproof car. All the policemen lost their sight and began to grab and sweep the truck behind them.

The smoke gradually cleared, the gunfire began to subside, the truck behind was riddled with holes, and the person who shot and killed Xiao Zhou in front of the bulletproof car was long gone.

"Damn, I'm blocked, so I can only wait for support." A policeman scolded.

"Officer, are you alright?"

The officer and the officer got out of the car and said, "It's okay." ”

"Bang!" The truck compartment behind suddenly opened, and a strong light shone on everyone's faces, and motorcycles sped out with a buzzing sound.

"Fuck you!" A policeman was stabbed so that he couldn't open his eyes and swept around with a firearm.

"Yoha!" He suddenly heard a voice in front of him, and as the gun rang out, he felt his whole body slowly freeze with sharp pain.

Bullets flew everywhere, and a motorcycle stopped behind the bulletproof car, pulling the saw in his hand and piercing the back of the car.

"Don't move!" A loud roar.

The masked man looked to his left, and a yellow-haired man in a police uniform was pointing at him with a gun.

"Hey, Yellow Fur." The masked man greeted the policeman.

"Lao Tzu was born." With that, he pulled the trigger, and the man in black twisted the saw and swung it at him, and the pistol flew out of the saw, and the bullet grazed the masked man's shoulder.

"Larry, squat!" The officer stood up with a gun and shot at the gangster.

The masked man had to turn around and hide behind bulletproof cars, and the war for others was already heating up.

The masked man "roared" and smiled, turned the saw behind him and clamped it on his arm, and the electric sparks kept flying out, and the masked man fell backwards and went directly into the carriage.

"I'm grass!" Larry felt that the man was silent, the sound of gunshots and motorcycles could not distinguish what was happening around him, he lay flat under the car and raised the gun with the force of his feet, the scene on the other side of the truck was unobstructed, only to find that there was only a hot hole in front of him.

One by one, the baggage flew out of the hole that was still red, and one by one the motorcycles caught the flying baggage and began to retreat.

"Goodbye!"

Larry watched as the masked man on a motorcycle swept past him and reached out and grabbed the baggage.

"Larry, let go! You don't want to die! The officer yelled.

Larry was dragged some distance, and the masked man became a little anxious and shouted, "Madman, let go." "He was originally driving a motorcycle with one hand, and if he dragged someone behind him, he couldn't control it at all.

"Die!" The masked man suddenly braked, and Larry's head hit the motorcycle, and he felt his head wet and buzzing.

"Let it go, bastard!" The masked man roared, unable to shake off his clenched hand. He took out a knife from his bosom and slashed Larry's wrist.

Larry suddenly exerted force, and the burden was cut open, and diamonds were sprinkled in the muddy pool of blood.

"Boy, you wait for Lao Tzu." The masked man looked at the police officers who were chasing him, put aside a cruel word, and rushed away with half a bag of diamonds.

"Larry, Larry, you're alright, don't sleep!" Larry felt the sound echo in his ears as he looked at the handful of diamonds in his hand.

"Pick up all these damn diamonds and don't miss them."

An ambulance arrived, and the group worked together to lift Narari into the ambulance.

"It's okay, it didn't hurt my brain, just rest for a few days." A doctor writes with a pen.

Larry woke up in a daze, feeling his head wrapped in gauze.

"Brother, how do you feel?" Larry turned his head to see Ral sitting beside him with teary eyes, holding his hand on his cheek.

Larry shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm fine." ”

The police officer slapped the papers on the table and shouted: "We must find out those grandchildren, there are one and there are two, this is related to our future security." ”

"Whatever, the superiors are too busy to take care of themselves and throw all the mess at us, because everyone started to strike after yesterday's incident." A police officer said.

"It's messy, it's messy." The officer sighed.

Lal helped Larry out of the hospital, Larry looked around and said, "Where's my police uniform?" ”

"It's rotten like that, I'll throw it away."

"Where?" Larry said urgently.

Ral snorted, shook off Larry's hand and shouted, "Look at what you look like now, what do you want to do with that torn police uniform!?" ”

Larry said, "Say it quickly." ”

Lal looked at Larry's current appearance, shook his head, and said: "I was sent home by your good comrades last night, and as soon as they saw me, they said that Comrade Larry is good, and the country will remember him." ”

Larry looked black and said, "Which grandchildren?" ”

"Who else?" Ral said angrily.

"Alright, let's go home." Lal helped Larry as he continued into the crowd.

"Wait."

"What's wrong again?"

"It's your birthday, I'm going to buy a cake on the other side."

A sour feeling welled up in Ral's heart, and he said, "I'll go, and you'll stand here." ”

"Pick a good one, don't blame me for diarrhea tomorrow."

"Got it, got it." Lal said, waving.

Larry exhaled, and he turned his head to see the noise in front of him, where several men were fighting with the police, and many others were pointing at the police.

"Everyone, I know everyone is having a hard time now, but the country is in trouble now, we can't ignore it, if the country fails, think about what will happen to us then!" Larry stepped up and shouted.

"Fuck you, when the country wins, Lao Tzu's family will starve to death." One throws the stinky dish in Larry's face.

"Larry, you're all like this, go back and rest, there are a few brothers here." A man in a police uniform pushed Larry away and persuaded. As soon as he finished speaking, the policeman was kicked to the ground. Larry fell to the ground before the policeman.

"Brother!!" Ral ran over with the cake, crouched down to see the blood oozing from the white cloth wrapped around Larry's forehead, looked up at the people around him and shouted, "Are you satisfied?" ”

"Ral, forget it, forget it." Larry pulled Lardau.

The people around saw that Larry was bleeding and suddenly lost his confidence, and slowly dispersed, and his mouth kept complaining.

"And the face blames us, huh."

"That is, if you don't die, stay away."