A dozen straw hat men hurried through the alleys, led by Pan Zhuzi of the Third Company, two of whom carried sacks and various rags scavenged from the police force. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Guns were ringing in the middle of the town, and they rang out like a storm, Pan Zhuzi knew that it was Qian Zhuang's business, and it had nothing to do with him, what he had to do now was to leave, and his expression looked a little anxious.

Xinglong Town is located on the north and south roads, and he wants to go out of the town either to the north or south, but there are security forces outside the town on both sides of the north and south, and he can't get out at all, and now he is leading the team to the west, intending to leave this place from the wilderness.

What I didn't expect was that there was no road in the west, and there were actually security forces patrolling and monitoring.

At this time, Pan Zhuzi understood that he didn't have to go to the east to try again, there was nearly a platoon of security forces in every direction, and the rest must be in the east.

He couldn't understand it, including the subordinates behind him, that something had happened in the town, and it was reasonable to block the main road, but as for the blockade so tightly, not to mention that the area of the money village had already been surrounded. They didn't know that it was themselves who betrayed them, and the phone looted from the sack, but unfortunately none of them knew that it was called.

In broad daylight, if they break through the card and rush through the pass, even if they succeed, they will immediately become the prey chased by the security forces, Pan Zhuzi gritted his teeth for a long time, and failed to give this order.

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The gunfire rang out in a storm, which shook the captain of the straw bale, and he didn't dare to lie down at the window anymore to look, because someone in the money village began to shoot back, and because of the ...... The dead corpses outside the gate of the money village.

At this moment, he still feels that he is a kind person, an innocent person, and everything is just forced by the environment, forced to do so, and where the duty lies. Because it was the sinister detective captain who fired the first shot, not him, the bale policeman, he just then gave the order to kill, he didn't fire a single shot, he couldn't bear to shoot at innocent people, this is evidence that he thinks he is still good, which is important.

In a panic, a policeman rushed in again, afraid of being hit by stray bullets and didn't dare to stand up in front of him, and after entering the tea house, he directly nested on the wall next to the door and gasped: "Captain, I'll go back and see, the security army is right, our police team really let people serve it!"

The straw bale captain, who had just sat down in the chair, raised his eyebrows: "Who served it?"

"I don't know, Lao Liu on duty was strangled to death, and all the houses were turned upside down. ”

If he had heard the news earlier, he would have fainted with anger, but now he really didn't think it was so bad, because a mountain of gold was in front of him, and what was the broken nest of the police force? What was this police hat? When all the people in the money bank died, he would have everything! Kill those who came out of the money bank and surrendered because he was afraid that there would be a shareholder of the money bank, this is a cuff bank, not the kind of famous big name that is serious, as long as the damned people are dead, nothing can be said.

"Alright, alright. I know. ”

The policeman who reported by the door looked at his straw bale captain in a daze, and didn't understand how this straw bale could be so calm when he heard the news, was this still him?

"Don't be stunned, give me an order, beat! Go to the money bank! Kill without mercy!"

There is no preparation for the attack, there is no organization and coordination, there is no backup plan, and it is because of this that he is a straw bag, and he does not understand these things at all. Of course, as long as there are more people and more guns, he doesn't think there is anything in this, the police have always used more abuse to catch thieves, and they don't know the use of those so-called tactics.

Then he picked up the tea bowl on the table again, and this time, his hands were no longer shaking, he was able to hold it steady, and he was sweating profusely again, and he continued to think that he was too soft-hearted and too kind because he could not bear to shoot at innocent people, and continued to secretly scold the detective captain for being too vicious and not human.

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Su Qing, who fell because of the head-on collision with Hu Yi, could not struggle to get up again, but felt a huge force hit her back, making her roll sideways and slip, and the world was spinning, she finally understood that it was because Hu Yi, who fell behind her, kicked her hard, and she was kicked away from the door under the ballistic roar, slid far away, and coughed in embarrassment and pain.

Because of the initial hesitation, Su Qing Ma Liang and Shi Cheng were late at the end, they had just taken a few steps out of the door, and there was a sudden change, and only the three of them at the back were the ones who had a chance to return to the door alive.

It was only at this moment that the roasted blue M1932 came out of the holster, flashing metal cold.

Hu Yi rolled on the spot, rolled to the other side of the door, and got up sharply, clinging to the edge of the door and trying to probe outward, which immediately caused a rain of bullets.

"He can't come back!"

Ma Liang on the other side shouted at Hu Yi like this, because Hu Yi was not in a hurry to close the half door over there.

Clang—the heavy gate of the bank finally closed, obscuring the light again, still under the reach of bullets, making a strange tuk-tuk sound, with the occasional piercing sound and bullet holes in weak spots.

There was blood on Ma Liang's body, as well as on his face, and he felt a drop of heat slowly sliding down his cheek and past the corners of his lips.

He knew the blood wasn't his, but he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the drop into his mouth.

This blood is very bitter, so bitter that my heart trembles, it is very astringent, so astringent that my throat can't make a sound, this is Shi Cheng's blood, and Ma Liang's whole body is covered with Shi Cheng's blood.

Because Shi Cheng was limping ahead of him at that time, the moment the storm suddenly came, Shi Cheng turned around violently, knocked Ma Liang and Su Qingquan down, and then fell sideways in front of the two of them, like a sandbag.

Ma Liang said that he couldn't come back, and he didn't want to say that he was dead, because he always said that he couldn't die, that he still had unpaid debts, and that it was impossible for him to go to see the father and elders of Qingshan Village.

Slid down the cold wall next to the door little by little, and slid to the ground, although the door continued to be hit, and the light of bullet holes continued to shine from time to time, it didn't stop Ma Liang's breathing from regaining smoothness, he was just a little stunned, staring blankly at the ground in front of him, half of his face was bloody.

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Compared with the first floor of Qianzhuang, the situation on the second floor is not very good, Xiao Hongying's angry counterattack drove Zhu Bajie and several others who were on the second floor, and each rushed to the window to fire outside.

It's a pity that they were taken care of by the light machine gun, and they swept every window on the second floor over and over again, and a Zhu Bajie lost the Tianling cover on the spot, and died under the window and was still smoking, so frightened that they all leaned against the wall pillars between the windows and hid, watching the things that could be broken one by one, listening to the screams of the owners in the conference room, and they didn't know what to do next.

The only person who had a gun in his hand but didn't let go of a single shot was Luo Fugui, his head grew as big as he heard the machine gun, and he wished that he was as far away from the window as possible. Angry in the hustle and bustle of shooting, Xiao Hongying cursed at him over and over again, but he couldn't hear it, but began to run towards the corridor.

He had to go downstairs to make sure Boss Hu was still there, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stay any longer, and every second would be too long.

Outside the window, in the street below, the police and detective teams are rushing out of their hidden positions, some slipping through the wall, some climbing the wall, ready to start their righteous cause......