Brother Tiger can run rampant in District 71, of course, there is a backstage. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info his backstage is his own father, Uncle Cat. It is said that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes. But obviously, Uncle Cat prefers that his children can be blue, so he has Brother Tiger. From a cat to a tiger, although there is a suspicion of being green, but it is better to evolve in a better direction, of course, it turns out that this is just a good wish.

Uncle Mao didn't think that something would happen to Brother Tiger, after all, only he understands his son, but freezing three feet is not a day's cold, Brother Tiger has become like this, and it is not easy to break it back. Besides, Uncle Cat himself was born in a reckless manner, even if he wants his son to take the elegant route, he doesn't know where to start.

Although he is far from being able to cover the sky in District 71, he is also one of the few major forces, and when foreign forces come to this place, they have to give him a little face. As for those who don't need to sell his face, travel must be heavily guarded, and no matter how much Brother Tiger can cause trouble, he can't provoke this kind of person.

And after Uncle Mao settled things for Brother Tiger a few times, he saw that Brother Tiger began to learn a lesson, so he put his mind at ease, thinking that the job of poking the basket is also a skilled job, and if he stabs a lot, he naturally knows the priorities.

Unexpectedly, someone reported to him today that there was a strange-faced person riding Brother Tiger's motorcycle to swagger through the market, and he felt that something was wrong. Brother Tiger likes his motorcycle very much, and is never willing to lend it to others to ride, there is a famous saying that "my wife and motorcycle will never let others ride", how can I lend a motorcycle to a stranger?

Public facilities in District 71 are almost non-existent, and the public telephone system has never been actually put into operation. But people like Uncle Cat, of course, have their own means of radio communication. So he immediately asked people to call Brother Hu through the radio station, and after finding that he couldn't be contacted, Uncle Mao understood the seriousness of the problem and immediately began to mobilize manpower, while searching for Brother Hu's whereabouts throughout the city, while sending people to chase Ding Chen and the others.

Don't look at Brother Tiger likes to ride a motorcycle around, that's because he likes the feeling of a motorcycle flying wildly, in fact, the performance of two-wheeled motorcycles in actual combat is quite low. Uncle Mao's men have to do serious things, of course, they can't mess around like him, and there is no traffic jam in the 71st District, and the main vehicles of the armed personnel are still cars of various models.

Fearing that he wouldn't be able to catch up with the people who stole the motorcycles, Uncle Cat specifically asked his men to use real gasoline instead of bio-gasoline with insufficient calorific value - with this thing, he could only count on the three motorcycle thieves to stop on the road and wait for the pursuers.

The first people to chase it out had two pickup trucks, as well as two motorcycles. Uncle Mao's people are considered to be the head snakes in District 71, and they can know where Ding Chen and them are going by casually asking passers-by, so they quickly chased after them.

As soon as they drove out of the main city, the two motorcycles running in front found the target, and the motorcycles of the three people of Brother Tiger actually stopped on the side of the road.

The four cars slowly slowed down and stopped next to the three motorcycles, and several people standing in the pickup truck compartment jumped out of the car, looked around vigilantly, and slowly approached the motorcycles.

One man reached out and touched the engine of the motorcycle and shouted, "It's already cold, they've been walking for a while." ”

"These guys ran away in the woods?" The one-eyed man sitting in the first pickup truck said that he was the commander of these people, and that one eye had been reimbursed in a battle, and now it was covered with a cloth cover, and the shape was very intimidating.

He pushed the car door and walked down, stood next to the motorcycle and looked into the woods under the highway for a while, then turned to the person in the pickup truck and said, "Contact Uncle Cat and ask him if he wants to chase him." ”

The people in the pickup truck picked up the on-board radio and began to call the rear to report the situation, but it seemed that Uncle Cat was not at his residence, so the rear personnel needed to use the radio to contact Uncle Cat, which made the efficiency of communication inferior.

While waiting for the results of the communication, the one-eyed man strolled over to the abandoned motorcycle, looked down, frowned, and said, "What is this?" ”

Only then did the people around him realize that the fuel tank cap of the motorcycle closest to the side of the road had been opened, and there were still a few small stones scattered on the fuel tank cap and the body. “

The one-eyed man frowned, walked over to the motorcycle, looked down, and found the same stones scattered on the ground under the car, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

He looked into the mouth of the tank and saw that the fuel level in the tank was high.

The one-eyed man is Uncle Mao's right-hand man, although he is not very close to Brother Tiger, but he also knows that Brother Tiger does not have the habit of refueling at any time, this car has been running for so long, and there is still so much oil, which is really a bit illogical.

He thought for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and reached into the tank, easily touching a pile of hard things. The one-eyed man's face changed, and he withdrew his hand from the tank and fished out a small, angular stone.

The one-eyed man looked at the stone and felt inexplicable, so he raised the stone in his hand and asked the people around him, "What does this mean?" “

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a faint flash of fire in the distant woods, and then a 7.62 mm sniper bullet hit the fuel tank beside him. The red-hot warhead instantly ignited the oil and gas that had been in a transpiring state, and then the gas expanded rapidly in the semi-closed fuel tank, and some of the gasoline and stones in the fuel tank were sprayed out of the fuel tank, and further mixed with the air in the air and ignited, quickly forming a small range of fire net.

The one-eyed man is closest to the motorcycle and bears the brunt. In the screams, the upper body was almost completely enveloped in flames. He hugged his head and retreated, crashed into the motorcycle parked behind him, and rolled with the rider on the bike. The fire quickly spread over the two men, both of whom let out screams of despair.

The other people on either side of the motorcycle were no better than the two, their clothes and hair more or less ignited by the flames, and screams were heard one after another.

The people in the pickup truck who were not affected jumped out of the pickup truck screaming after a moment of panic, and at the same time took off their coats and tried to extinguish the flames on their companions. By this time, many people don't even realize that they have actually been attacked.

At this time, Ding Chen and Leng Yue jumped up from the grass not far away, raised their rifles and fired at the crowd. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight people had fallen to the ground, including those who were preparing to rescue their companions.

Ding Chen held his rifle and quickly ran to the side of the first pickup truck, and saw the driver in the cab hurriedly taking a gun from the seat next to him. Ding Chen raised his gun and shot him, hitting his body through the car door, the driver convulsed and leaned on the car door, and blood flowed out from under the crack in the door.

Ding Chen didn't pay any attention to him and quickly ran towards the second car. After such a delay, the driver of the second car had already reacted and was desperately reversing and turning. When Ding Chen arrived, the pickup truck had already turned 180 degrees and was straightening its wheels.

Ding Chen held a gun in his left hand and grabbed the handrail of the pickup truck with his right hand, jumped directly into the car, and then knelt in the car and fired a long shot at the cab, and the pickup truck stopped suddenly.