Success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He.

At the beginning, after Qin You, an obedient and obedient man, told him an inspirational story for half a night, he planned to be reborn as a new person and create brilliance, and transform into a serious businessman, so he raised funds everywhere and prepared to enter Xinglong Town for development in an open and honest manner, but he met Luo Fugui, a dog-headed military advisor.

"Grandma's, there is a straight **** who doesn't go, instead of going around in circles to cross the river and climb the mountain, is there a lack of it?"

In just one sentence, the brothers who cut Jiu gathered and rushed to Xinglong Town with guns, and Qin You's half-night enlightenment was all in vain.

There are no good people in the gambling house, and they may not be able to be honest with a gun alone, but after wearing a Zhu Bajie mask, the effect is the same as what Xiong said, it is estimated that no one dares to move without a gun, and even the imperial army hospital has become a slaughterhouse for the Einsatzgruppen, how cruel is it? Who dares to resist?

If you want to occupy the gambling house, you have to find the owner, cut nine and prepare for the means, and before the execution began, the guy peed his pants and did all the tricks.

It turned out that the proprietor's name was Li Si, and he was not there, but the money village next door had a meeting and brought the seven or eight main thugs in the gambling house over; this gambling house was not Li Si's, Li Si was just a small partner, the original owner was the largest shareholder of the money house next door, and he was also the real owner of the gambling house.

The gambling house guy peed his pants in fright, not because he was going to be punished, but because he really regarded the nine and others as a special team, thinking that they were here for revenge, so it was strange if they were not afraid.

Chop nine began to make trouble, why did this get involved with the money bank next door?

Luo Fugui is in a good mood, this heartless thing is not only not nervous about doing this kind of armed robbery, but he enjoys it, he likes the feeling of pulling money into the bag, he likes the feeling of reaching out and touching others wantonly, this feels like a treasure hunt, there may be new wealth every next moment, although it is not as exciting as catching chickens and the sense of achievement of conquest, but it is really money, it is a completely different flavor, much stronger than searching those bloody corpses on the battlefield!

The table in the hall was cleaned by him, and all the hostages kneeling by the wall were searched by him, ripped open the pocket and shook it a few times, stared at the bear behind the mask and looked in, according to Li Wei's words, the price was far away, and finally came to the door, stretched out his hand and tore away Zhu Bajie who was guarding the door: "Go to the side! Now this door is Lao Tzu's territory!"

After guarding for a while, a gambler who didn't have long eyes came to the door, pushed the door and went inside, and after two steps, he stood still grinning, not daring to blink, and before Luo Fugui raised the gun in his hand, he knelt directly, trembling like a sheep's madness, and shook his hands wildly: "I'm not a traitor! I'm not a traitor! I'm not a traitor! I'm going to the wrong door!"

Luo Fugui was so happy that it was too easy, put down the money bag, bent down and just got started, he heard a gunshot.

Straightened up and turned his head to look at the other Zhu Bajie in the hall, before he could get his senses, the gunfire suddenly turned into a storm, obviously from the money village next door, everyone in the gambling house was stupid, what about firecrackers, right?

Chop Jiu hurriedly ran into the hall from the room in the hall: "What's the situation?"

"It's the next door!"

"Fuck it! I can't stay here!

Someone suddenly shouted in the street outside the gambling house: "Help! The Einsatzgruppen is in the gambling house! The Einsatzgruppen is killing people!"

Luo Fugui came back to his senses at this time, turned around and looked at the ground inside the door, it was empty, the door was actually ajar now, and it was conceivable who was screaming outside the door now!

Xinglong Town is not big, the street is not long, the police or the patrol team are not far away, the first gunshot from the money village when the street is chaotic, it is a person is running, in the blink of an eye ran away, hanging on the street is not the patrol police or the detective team, some pull out guns, some crazy whistles, follow the gunfire like the wind!

"You!

Facing the pig mask of Chop Jiu who was stupidly questioned, Luo Fugui was also stupid: "This door ...... Maybe the wind blows it away!"

"Pig!" Chop Nine roared: ", brothers!" rushed straight out the door with a gun.

Not three steps out of the door of the gambling house, unfortunately, there were a few patrol policemen diagonally across the street outside the door, and at both ends of the street, you could see the figures with guns rushing towards here, either in police uniforms or dogs in black.

A few Zhu Bajie who rushed out of the door were stupidly outside the door of the gambling house, and a few patrol policemen diagonally across the street were stupid on the side of the street, looking at each other, and after a second, two seconds, and then, the gunfire was loud again.

Everybody's fighting! firing desperately, desperately turning around and running. The patrol officers drilled everywhere they could, and blindly threw their guns at Zhu Bajie behind them without looking; Zhu Bajie turned around and ran into the door, and returned their guns to the street without looking.

The bullets rained and roared, and the intensity was no worse than the exchange of fire in the money village just now, and the Zhu Bajie who rushed back to the gambling house picked up the bench and smashed the window facing the street, and then flashed by the window and raised the muzzle of the gun and greeted the street;

The tallest Zhu Bajie didn't fire a shot, and went straight to the back door of the gambling house in a panic with his money bag, knocking over the tables and chairs at a speed that still did not decrease, and he didn't look back and shouted: "Beat your grandma, hit! It's too late to run!"

Chop Jiu immediately reacted, put down the muzzle of the gun and left the door frame and ran towards the back door: "Sixth, you will break off thirty breaths, and the rest of the brothers will follow me!"

On the street, the police and detective teams huddled behind the corners of various debris were also in a mess in the rain of bullets, and some shouted: "Not only the money village, but even the gambling house will be occupied by the Einsatzgruppen! The second team will go and block the back alley! Who dares to let go of the Einsatzgruppen Lao Tzu X who is the eighth generation ancestor!"

After the bloody Einsatzgruppen some time ago, in the eyes of the police and detectives in Xinglong Town, the Einsatzgruppen was already an undying blood feud, really caught, really killed, really afraid of the Einsatzgruppen retaliation, the more Zhu Bajie's face looked at it, the more panicked he became.

The second floor of the money bank, in the conference room.

Xiao Hongying knelt down on one knee behind the chair of the new owner Li Si, held the gun in her right hand behind the hostage's head, let go of her left hand, blatantly released the magazine in the handle, caught it with her left hand, and immediately stuffed it behind the knee socket of the bent knee, and then grabbed a handful from her pocket with her left hand, grabbed seven rounds accurately, and loaded the seven bullets one by one into the magazine sandwiched behind the knee socket with her left hand.

Several spectators looked stupidly, and Jin's mother also looked stupidly, people who don't know guns can't understand, she has unloaded the magazine to load the bullet, why do she still use her right hand to put the gun without the magazine behind the head of the new owner? They don't know what kind of structural relationship the bullet in the chamber of the gun is with the bullet in the magazine, but unfortunately Xiao Hongying plays this every day, and she doesn't have time to explain the one to be shot in the chamber.

A pair of hideous eyes only stared at the door of the conference room, holding the M1911 in her right hand and pressing against the back of the hostage's head, the seventh bullet was blindly filled into the magazine by the left hand, and immediately pulled the magazine out from behind the knee socket, with a metal click, the full seven-round magazine re-entered the gun handle, and now the M1911 bullet capacity in her hand has become seven plus one, eight rounds. Her already hideous little face finally flashed a hint of relief, and it turned out to be even more hideous, and she was not at all interested in continuing to think about the gunfire downstairs just now, and the chaotic shootout in the street now, and she could not think about understanding her urgent problem of how to get out of this cage predicament.

Outside the door of the conference room, several knife and axe men in the corridor were also in trouble, two died when they entered the door, and the master was held up by a gun, so he didn't dare to enter again, and three people were sent to guard the staircase, and he didn't dare to go downstairs to see the situation.

On the first floor of Qianzhuang, Ma Liang was silent and hid in the counter, Shi Cheng was injured in the gap of a collapsed wooden cabinet, Hu Yi leaned against the column, quietly holding the gun, quietly bleeding, judging from the slow state of blood flow and the location of the pain, it was not seriously injured, it could not be poured, maybe it was just a scratch, he tried to clarify the current situation, and felt that the gunfire on the second floor was a large-caliber pistol, maybe similar to the girl's big-eyed pistol, but how could he dare to think that the girl was upstairs? This is Xinglong Town, not Qingshan Village. It seems that the second floor is also a stalemate between the two parties?

There was no clue about everything, and there was another fierce exchange of fire on the street outside, what the hell was this? It had something to do with a certain party on the second floor? Why was it called a special unit? Could it be that the side upstairs was a special force? How many times have you been able to steer your way when you are surrounded by enemies, but now, a fox who has been through a hundred battles...... has a head of paste, and no matter how fast the whirlpool in his mind turns, he can only grind soy milk......