"What?"

Niu Dada was counting the banknotes, and he didn't notice what Wu Ming was talking about. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The next moment, without waiting for him to ask, he suddenly noticed that his head seemed to be pressed against something.

Subconsciously raised his head, and his eyes were swarthy muzzles and sneers on the faces of middle-aged people.

"Goodbye...... Bang! ”

A gunshot rang out, and Niu Dada fell to the ground in response, with a look of surprise in his wide eyes.

At the same time, this gunshot sounded like a signal to start a war.

The horses in the front and rear directions took out their guns from their bodies one after another, and began to shoot at the off-road vehicles of Wu Ming and the others.

"Cousin!" Witnessing Niu Dada being killed, Niu Dashun's eyes were torn.

Holding AK47 in his hand, Niu Dashun fired frantically outward, and the bullet went out like money.

Three AK47s with bullet strands, one M16 with gun grenades, formed a powerful network of firepower.

Even if there were sixty or seventy people on the other side, there were more pistols on the other side, and they were looking for cover under such strafing.

"Bastard, don't just dodge, shoot, shoot me all!"

A middle-aged man in a blue suit snatched the shotgun from Ma Tsai's hand and beckoned many of his subordinates to start firing back.

One by one, the horses lay on the ground and fired wildly at the off-road vehicle.

It's a pity that these ordinary caliber bullets can't wear through off-road vehicles with steel plates.

The bullets hit the body, and the bullets bounced to the side, only the sparks were rubbed out, obviously with no effect.

Twenty or thirty meters apart, there was an exchange of fire for two or three minutes.

The scene was quite lively, but it was a pity that the people on Wu Ming's side were fine, but on the side of the middle-aged people, there were screams from time to time.

"Da Shun, drive over, our goal is money!" Seeing that everyone was fighting passionately, Wu Ming shouted at Niu Dashun while putting a grenade on the muzzle of the gun.

Niu Dashun didn't make a sound after hearing the sound, he held the gun in his left hand and shot outward, pushed it with his right hand in the gear, and stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

The off-road vehicle was like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the crowd in front of it.

Wu Ming kicked open the carriage, and Tian Ji, who had been shot to death, stretched out the barrel of the gun in his hand: "you!" ”

"Whoosh!"

The grenades were fired, with a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

Behind, one of the four cars blocking the road was blown up in an instant, and the flames rose into the sky.

Under the skyrocketing firelight, the horses on the opposite side were also shocked.

They are just gangsters, not professional soldiers, where have they seen such a hot scene, and they all showed hesitation.

"Come again!" Wu Ming didn't stop doing anything, and loaded the grenade again, and the target was still the vehicle behind him.

A second roar sounded, and one of the three intact cars was blown up.

Around the remaining two cars, the horses, who used the cars as cover, also knew that they had been targeted.

The few people who were still alive turned around and ran back, no longer caring about any cars.

"Boss, what's the origin of these people, the firepower is too fierce, right?" Looking at the constantly flashing firelight, a confidant junior brother couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man himself was dumbfounded, looked at the grenade that came out of the car again, and exclaimed: "Lie down!" ”

"Boom!"

The grenade was fired, and Wu Ming quickly withdrew the bullet case, not even looking at the several motorcycle gunmen who were blown up by himself.

Inspired by Wu Ming, Niu Dashun and Liu Chengbei in the car pulled out the melon grenade one after another and threw it around.

For a while, the sound of explosions was incessant, and some thugs lay on the ground and didn't dare to show their heads at all, for fear that they would throw two melons over.

"Boss, it's really not going to work, our bullets can't even penetrate their cars, or let's withdraw first!"

At this point, many of the frightened gangsters had the urge to flee in all directions.

Hearing his subordinates threatening to leave, the middle-aged man couldn't wait to grit his teeth and roared angrily: "There are so many of us, how can we not stand it, and we will all beat me hard." ”

After saying this, the middle-aged man took a shotgun and fired three shots at the onrushing off-road vehicle.

Three shots hit the front of the car, and the off-road vehicle with steel plates was not moved at all, and still rushed over with great momentum.

Seeing that it really didn't work, the middle-aged man didn't have the courage to fight to the end, so he ran backwards with the suitcase containing the money, and shouted: "Resist, everyone resist me!" ”

"Crunch..."

As soon as he braked, the tires made a sound of rubbing against the ground, and the car came to a steady stop.

Wu Ming and several people raised their guns one after another, and there were about seventy or eighty rounds of firefighting, and the motorcycle gunmen who blocked the road in front were killed by more than a dozen people, and the rest also retreated one after another.

"Haha, these people are really a rabble, more than those Vietnamese monkeys!" The four of them broke up dozens of each other, and such a brilliant result made Old Man Jiang laugh.

In the next second, a special gunshot sounded in everyone's ears.

Liu Chengbei, who was standing at the window of the car and shooting wildly with a gun, fell into the car in response.

"Chengbei!" Seeing Liu Chengbei fall, Niu Dashun hurriedly put down the gun and came up to check Liu Chengbei's condition.

In front of his eyes, on Liu Chengbei's shoulder, the body armor had been pierced by bullets, and the blood couldn't stop flowing outward.

"Oh no, there are snipers, don't go near the window!"

Old Man Jiang's face changed greatly, and he rolled back with his hands and feet neatly, leaving the co-pilot's position.

"Bang!"

The front foot had just left, followed by a bullet that hit the co-pilot's backrest.

You must know that the place where Liu Chengbei was shot was the left door of the car. And Old Man Jiang's passenger seat was in the middle right direction of the vehicle.

Thinking about it on your toes, it is impossible for a single sniper to attack both positions at the same time, and the sniper on the opposite side must be at least two.

"There are snipers, at least two, and the marksmanship is very accurate, not like the skills of the old boy." Half-squatting in the carriage, Old Man Jiang looked solemn.

There is a world of difference between professional gunners and non-professionals.

For example, motorcyclists with guns, although they can also be called gunmen, but they are the ones who can only pull the trigger at best.

Not to mention accurate shooting, I'm afraid how many shots were fired, and how many bullets were left in the pistol, these people don't know.

Otherwise, they would not have been frightened by a few bombs and grenades when they were superior in numbers, and they would have been disorganized before they could fight.

"Old man, I'll deal with the sniper, and you go with Dashun to get the money back." Pulling the car door, Wu Ming carried the M16 and rushed out with a leap.

Seeing someone rushing out of the car, two more gunshots rang out in an instant, one from twelve o'clock and the other from four o'clock.

Wu Ming's feet fell to the ground, rolled forward tactically, and instantly put a grenade on the muzzle of the M16.

Stop, turn, pull the trigger, and continue to roll forward.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of the gun grenade breaking through the air, when Wu Ming made a second tactical roll, leaning on a few cement pipes, it crashed into a big tree in the distance.

"Boom!"

The flames from the explosion lit up half of the night sky.

Vaguely, a figure standing on a tree fell down with a roar and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"The explosion range of the grenade is about twelve meters, and this person has to be stunned even if he doesn't die." Glancing at the direction of twelve o'clock, Wu Ming took out a grenade from his holster and loaded it on the muzzle.

It's a pity, and I don't know if it's because the situation is not good, the second sniper has already left first.

This grenade shot out and directly blew up a container, but no figure appeared, and the surrounding was quiet.

"Withdraw, brothers, withdraw!" In the distance, a middle-aged man pulled a suitcase and beckoned the horses to retreat.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was bitter in his heart, he knew that these people were so powerful, and he didn't dare to play like this.

After all, the dozens of horses around him are the foundation of his life. If this gang is dispersed, he, the boss, will also be a passing figure, and he will inevitably be swallowed up.

It's a pity that everything in this world has to be sold, but there is no regret medicine for sale.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at the crazy strafing after him, and his own people turned on their backs, but they couldn't find the old man Jiang and Niu Dashun in the southeast and northwest.

The middle-aged man couldn't wait to catch all his subordinates, and asked himself how the dozen or so people on his side were crushed by the other two people, as embarrassed as being bitten by a dog.

"Boss, don't pull this, it's better to run for your life. There is no money to be earned, life is gone, but there is nothing! A horse boy ran past and left behind a wise saying.

The middle-aged man in a blue suit looked at his subordinates who had fled in all directions, and then at the cash box he was holding in his hand, so that a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I, I..." The middle-aged man loves money, but he is even more desperate for his life.

Seeing that nothing could be done, a look of struggle flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he ruthlessly let go of the hand holding the cash box, no longer carrying this burden.

"Old man, are you still chasing after you?" Niu Dashun held AK47 in his hand, looked at the cash box beside him, and gasped for breath.

Old man Jiang fired more than a dozen shots in the distance, and after making sure that these people were frightened and would not come back, he wiped the sweat on his forehead: "What are you chasing, we are for money, are we really fighting with them to the end!" ”

Although there is a rabble on the other side, in any case, there is still an advantage in numbers.

Now, the other party has no intention of fighting, and only wants to escape.

If these people are really cornered, rabbits will bite people in a hurry, let alone a dozen big living people.

"Go back, something so big happened here, the police will be back soon." Old man Jiang was holding the cash box in his left hand and AK47 in his right hand, and his back was very long under the moonlight.

Niu Dashun looked sad, holding the AK47 in his hand, and followed far behind, without saying a word along the way.

When the two returned to the off-road vehicle, Wu Ming's side had already ended.

In the carriage, Niu Dada's body was put together with the seriously injured Liu Chengbei, and the faces of the two old men Jiang turned black.

"How is Chengbei's situation, is he still saved?"

"It's bad, the sniper rifle is so powerful that after it penetrated the body armor, it also made a hole in him. I used the first aid kit in the car to try to stop the bleeding, but it didn't work.

Judging from the current situation, unless he is sent to a regular hospital, he will die from such an injury. But if he is sent to the hospital, once he is controlled by the police, he will be obliterated by the main god! ”

Wu Ming told the truth, and the faces of the two old men Jiang who listened slowly darkened. (To be continued.) )