Chapter 31: Shooting

When Huang Mao suddenly took hostages, Lei Dong knew that he must have a secret on him.

It's just a dozen grams of ice, but it's just a sentence of less than seven years in prison, and if the forces behind it continue to operate, they will be able to come out in two or three years or even less.

Assaulting the police and taking hostages is a felony, and the minimum sentence is 10 or 8 years, and in serious cases, he may be killed on the spot.

The reason why Huang Mao did this shows that the crime he committed has exceeded the scope of prison sentences.

Could it be that he was a wanted murderer, or that he carried more than fifty grams of ice with him, could it be that he was still the one who made the ice?

Although Redon is no longer a soldier, he will never allow such a person to go unpunished, so he immediately stands in the way.

"Get out of the way!" Huang Mao pointed a gun at Song Cheng's head and shouted, "Otherwise, I will kill him!"

"What does it have to do with me whether he dies or not, I don't know him, today he ruined my mood to eat, and I can't wait for him to die immediately. Lei Dong said calmly: "Brother, have you ever killed someone, have you ever seen what a bullet looks like after hitting the head? I have seen it, it is like hitting a watermelon with a hammer, and it will really bloom a red flower." Bang, the Heavenly Spirit Cover was lifted, and the hot and slimy brain pulp splattered everywhere, although it smelled fishy, it was really beautiful!"

Lei Dong said it was too scary, Huang Mao's hand trembled violently, and shouted: "Get out of the way, otherwise I will really shoot!"

Song Cheng was even more frightened and was about to pee his pants, and scolded: "You can't jump from anywhere, don't get out of the way, my uncle is the director of the public security bureau, if I hurt the slightest hair, your life will be over, your whole family will be over in this life!"

"How dare you threaten me when you're dying?" Lei Dong sneered and said, "Do you know the structure of the skull, that thing is very hard, and the bullet will change direction when it hits." You can't hold a gun like this, you may injure yourself. Change the angle, from left to right, vertically to his temple, and you're safe. ”

Huang Mao subconsciously adjusted the muzzle of the gun.

Song Cheng was so frightened that he almost paralyzed: "Brother Huangmao, don't point at me, I'll cooperate, it's him who is stopping you!"

Huang Mao came to his senses at this time, reversed the muzzle of the gun, pointed at Lei Dong's eyebrows, and shouted: "Get out of the way, otherwise Lao Tzu will collapse you!"

Lei Dong's gaze immediately became sharp, staring at Huang Mao's right hand holding the gun motionless.

successfully transferred the muzzle of the gun from Song Cheng's temple, and at the same time, the distance was also narrowed from two meters two to about one meter nine. At such a distance, the specially trained Redon could accurately grasp Huang Mao's breathing, the trembling of the muscles in his arms and fingers, and the position of the muzzle of the gun.

As long as Huang Mao has the intention to shoot, Lei Dong can react at the first time, avoid the bullet and give Huang Mao a fatal blow.

However, this is not enough, although Redon can make sure that he is not injured, but he cannot ensure that the gun is taken down before Huang Mao shoots, once the bullet is discharged, the flying bullet does not know which hapless ghost will hit.

Therefore, Lei Dong needs to go one step further and shorten the distance between the two sides to less than 1.5 meters.

And this step can't be taken by Lei Dong on his own initiative, otherwise Huang Mao will be stimulated and will do everything.

Raising his hands, Lei Dong tried his best to make himself look non-threatening, and said: "At a glance, you know that you have never played with a gun before, don't you know that it takes several steps for a pistol to fire?

"You're talking nonsense!" Huang Mao became even more nervous.

Lei Dong stared at Huang Mao, leaned forward and prepared to attack, and said: "This is a police 64-style pistol, with a bullet of 7.62 mm, although the gun is good, but the lethality is very poor, and it generally can't kill people, don't believe you can pull the trigger and try it, then you will have one more charge of attempted homicide." ”

After being a killer for so many years, Lei Dong summed up a truth, there are almost no real outlaws in this world, but as long as there is a glimmer of life, he will not drive himself into a corner.

Although Huang Mao is a gangster, he has never killed anyone or played with a gun, and now he is taking risks for some reason that Lei Dong doesn't know, his heart is actually fragile, as long as he grasps this point and hits it, he will easily collapse.

Sure enough, Huang Mao was soaked with sweat, and said tremblingly, "You...... What the hell are you doing? Get out of the way, I just want to get out, I don't want to kill!"

When the opportunity came, Lei Dong stared at Huang Mao's hand, and once he found that his fingers showed signs of slackening, he would attack decisively.

"Don't shoot, if I die, there will be no one to take care of Tengteng!" However, before Huang Mao collapsed, the hotel manager who was lying on the ground collapsed first, and suddenly beat his chest and cried: "Tengteng, Dad can't stand you, you will be an orphan in the future!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Yang lay next to the manager and slammed his fist on the head.

The manager suddenly shut up, but Huang Mao's expression changed.

The originally confused and frightened face quickly became firm, his eyes spewed out a vicious light, and he raised his pistol and took a step closer to Lei Dong: "Get out of the way, otherwise Lao Tzu will blow your head!"

Sure enough, it has something to do with this guy!

The reason why Lei Dong didn't do it for a long time was because he wanted to confirm the relationship between Bazihu and Huang Mao, and now it seems that the reason why Huang Mao took the risk was instructed by this guy.

Play tricks with me, you're still a little tender!

"Boy, my head is easy to burst, but are you confident that you can escape?" Lei Dong suddenly laughed, raised his hand and pointed to the yellow hair's nose and shouted: "If I guessed correctly, the reason why you dare to do this is that you believe that your accomplices will pick you up downstairs and send you to a place where the police can't find you, so as to escape the punishment of the death penalty!"

"Bastard, you're the condemned prisoner!" Yellowfur took another step forward with a hideous face, brandishing his pistol.

"I'm not a bastard, but I know you're a fool!" Lei Dong's gaze became more and more fierce: "Only the dead will keep the absolute secret, you wake up, if you disarm and surrender now, you can live for at least a few months, and if you have meritorious service, you may even have a chance to get out of prison." But once you rush out, you will become the target of your accomplices' preparations, and you may not survive for a day!"

"You're farting!" Huang Mao's mind was confused, and his eyes cast a frightened light.

"Think about who your accomplices are, in order to survive for their own lives, do they risk being exposed at any time and spend a huge amount of money to support you and protect you for a lifetime, or will they slaughter you with a knife?"

However, Huang Mao hesitated, his arm trembled, and he didn't dare to walk over when he looked at the door frame that was close at hand.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

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