Soaring, the dull sound of breaking the air was like a cannon popping out of the chamber. Extra-large caliber bullets penetrate the air at extreme speeds, striking at the target. Hit the distribution box on the roof, and the distribution box will explode with a bang and countless electric sparks, flying off the nearby SWAT. Hit the helicopter and the helicopter will bloom with huge scars in the jingle voiceover, then fall out of control or explode into a giant fireball in the air. If it hits a human, the human body will burst into minced flesh in the blink of an eye, turning into a pulp.

The veteran's special firearms showed great power, beating the enemy on the opposite side to the point of crying and crushing. "And you!" Yang Qi looked at the red plane that had been squeezing beside him, and opened fire brazenly. The reaction force made the vault under Yang Qi tremble, but Yang Qi grabbed the steel cable and did not move for half a minute. The red plane deftly dodged, but after all, it was hit by several bullets. Flames erupted from the fuselage, flying uncontrollably in the air.

"Haha, that's it, die!" Xiao Di shouted happily, then his joy turned to horror as the red plane rushed straight at them, and then slammed into the heavy fuselage above their heads.

Boom, in Xiao Ti's twitching expression, the red plane exploded, and his own plane was not pleased, the huge propeller twisted into steel twist, and there was no longer any use. With a roar, the plane and the vault rushed towards the Morning Star building, slammed into the outer wall, and then exploded into a flaming fireball that fell into the street below. This seems to symbolize the once powerful angel of gunfire, which has also fallen into the abyss today.

But Shawty didn't die.

Morningstar Building, rooftop, one hand on the edge. "Drink!" Yang Qi turned over, and dragged Xiao Di up with his other hand. As soon as the two who escaped death looked up, they saw dozens of special police officers tightly surrounding them in a low, medium and high musket formation three meters away, and the muzzle of the black hole was strongly aimed at this side. At the same time, the crowd flashed a crack, allowing Yang Qi and the others to see Zheng Daocheng smiling bitterly.

"Sorry, I was caught. ”

Yang Qi and Xiao Di had a black line, and sighed in unison: "F, U, C, K......"

Well, the big boss, the second boss, and an unknown guy of the Gunfire Angel were arrested.

At the Gundam City Detention Center, the three were taken to the door of a cell. The police locked the three of them in and slammed the door shut. "Bastard!" Xiao Di shouted indignantly, "We've already paid the money!" The police officer outside shrugged, "Naturally, someone is bidding higher." After saying that, he left, obviously not wanting to communicate anything with Xiao Di.

Xiao Di slammed his fist on the iron cage and said hatefully, "Then what are we going to do? Wait for them to sue us and then be sent to the gallows or the electric chair?"

"We wait. Yang Qi sat down on the prison bed. Zheng Daocheng smiled when he heard this, and sat down, he understood.

"Wait?" Xiao Di didn't quite understand: "What are you waiting for?

"Rest easy, girl. Yang Qi lay down on the bed, folded his hands behind his head: "They have gone to great lengths to kill so many people, but they still make it clear that they want to capture us alive, obviously what is their purpose." We'll be fine until we achieve our goal. ”

"You're right. Some people agree with Yang Qi's words, but it is not Zheng Daocheng or Xiao Di. The voice came from outside, soft and glutinous, as if to arouse the fire in the man's heart. The three of them looked at the door, only to see that the cell door was opened, and several men in suits dressed in uniform walked in with cold faces. In the midst of the stars and moons, two identical women walked in.

"Come with us, three, our boss wants to meet you. ”

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In the deep night, high in the clouds, in the cold moonlight, a huge plane was breaking through the sky. This plane is nearly three times larger than an ordinary passenger plane, and I am afraid that only the thick atmosphere of this world can carry such a huge aircraft to fly below the speed of sound.

At the front of the aircraft, on the upper deck, and near the cockpit, there is a lavishly furnished hall. The three of them sat on a chair in the middle of the hall, the chair was screwed to the floor, and the three of them were all handcuffed to their seats. A Zheng Daocheng on the left, a Xiao Di on the right, and Yang Qi, a guy who is actually insignificant, sat in the middle of the main seat.

On the opposite side of Yang Qi, there were three people.

Two of them were sisters who went to the prison and brought them out. To tell the truth, this pair of sisters has a really good flower, one is dressed in goose yellow, the other is light green, and the style of clothing on their bodies is between the ancient Greek goddess robes and the oriental heroine water sleeves. Looking at the face, big eyes, pointed chin, a little red lips and a beautiful smile, very oriental taste. Looking at the figure, the white jade legs, the small waist, and the breasts of the few violent clothes are proud of Europe and the United States.

All in all, it's a vixen who can hook away a man's soul, and it's very enchanting. In modern China, as long as you show your face on the catwalk, there is basically no other "car model" work - whether it is work on stage or off the stage. Titles such as otaku gods and goddesses come with hooked fingers.

But this is not on Earth, and none of the three viewers are ordinary otaku, so they don't pay much attention to these two women who seem to be professional **. They were all looking at the other person, the one leaning against the corner, the third person in the room.

Black is long and straight, melon seed face and willow eyebrows, small mouth and nose are black, thighs are white and exposed, and there is a cold light in his eyes. If you describe it like that, who would you think of? Tifa? I'm sorry, not only is it not Tifa, but it's not very much, and it's not even a cute girl. Sorry, I forgot to introduce "her" 1.9 meters tall and Schwarzenegger's muscles.

Yes, this guy has clear eyebrows but a bearish waist, and under the pointed chin, the Adam's apple is as thick as a walnut growing on the neck. This strong sense of disobedience and preservation made Yang Qi unable to care about the beauty, staring at the muscular brother and looking at it. "I think so," Yang Qi put her mouth close to Xiao Di's ear, and whispered in a not so low voice while looking at the brother Gui, "If you cut off your head and put it on Zheng Daocheng's neck, it should have a similar effect." Do you want to try it? It looks damp. ”

"You," the brother raised his hand and pointed at Yang Qi to speak, and his voice seemed to be a two-part chorus of male and female voices: "You are very tasteful, I appreciate you." But—" He suddenly became angry again: "I hate beautiful women the most! All women who are prettier than me will die!"

Yang Qi squinted at him, and suddenly turned his head to Xiao Di and said, "Don't worry, girl, you will live a long life." ”

"What do you mean, bastard!" Xiao Di was about to burst into anger, if it weren't for the handcuffing of her hand, she would definitely punch her: "Are you saying I'm not as good as him?!"

"That's the case, people have good faces, much better than your face powder. ”

"Oh, hehehe," looked like Nezha's brother in a hundred thousand cold jokes, and smiled like a noblewoman, and the big palm was the same as a pu fan to his little face: "You are too discerning, I appreciate you more and more." Then another roar followed: "But I still want to kill you!"