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'Bang~Bang~Bang~'

Li Yaoyang shouted to fire, and the brothers did not hesitate, and each found a good target to attack.

After the experience of the previous few times, everyone has improved qualitatively in terms of the stability of shooting and the psychological quality.

And at such a close distance, there is a fire illuminating, and it is difficult to hit crookedly.

"Ah~"

"There are guns~"

"Run~"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the mourners realized that it was not good and immediately bent down to take shelter.

However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't get any faster than bullets, and in a matter of seconds, five or six people fell to the ground.

Xiao Wu likes to play with guns, and he is also good at playing guns, and his marksmanship is the most accurate of the brothers.

And unlike everyone, he is obviously right-handed, but he holds a gun in his left hand, and he can't say why for this awkward habit.

But no matter what, the shot is very accurate, almost one shot.

At such a close distance, the speed of the bullet was enough to knock a person to the ground, and in a short time, the ground lay down.

Most of them are wailing, and they can't die for a while, but they have also lost the ability to fight back.

This is also what Li Yaoyang asked on the way here, and the purpose of shooting is to save people, not to kill people.

Mainly because he doesn't want to offend the Tongfu Chamber of Commerce to death, there is an essential difference between a massacre and shooting back to save people.

Li Yaoyang's eyes were always fixed on the mourning god, and his muzzle was also aimed at the other party as soon as he appeared.

Unfortunately, the guy seemed to sense the danger and scurried back weirdly before he could shoot, avoiding the bullet that was going for his thigh.

"Damn it~"

cursed, didn't care about the pursuit, first cleaned up the subordinates outside with everyone at a fixed point, and cleared the living force in the shortest time.

When there were no more people standing outside, Li Yaoyang showed his figure and shouted to the opposite side:

"Leave someone to guard the door, and the rest follow me in!"

Xiao Qi took the initiative to stay, took the gun and borrowed the warehouse gate as a cover, the fire became bigger and bigger, and he came to the gate.

didn't care so much, Li Yaoyang and they had already killed it.

As soon as I entered the door, a sound of breaking wind came from the side.

Dangerous!

The scalps of the people were numb, and the alarm bells were loud in their hearts.

At this time, Xiao Er, who specializes in fists and feet, plays a vital role.

I saw him flick his head and bend his waist, narrowly avoiding a long punch from his side.

Without waiting to get up, he fell down, his belt crotch, crotch belt leg, and a sweeping leg kick out, and the enemy who had not seen his face clearly fell in response.

Xiao Er pounced on the spot and slammed his right fist into the head, making the opponent unconscious with only three punches.

On the other side, Fat Dun'er was also attacked, he didn't have Xiao Er's kung fu, but he was better than a fierce word, and directly used the butt of the gun as a weapon to compete with the other party.

Take the opportunity to shake off the gap, shoot calmly, and deal with the enemy, but unfortunately, neither of these two is a god of death.

Li Yaoyang's heart sank, and if he didn't control the mourning god for the first time, the plan would not be considered a success.

"Let's go~"

Xiao Wu was tightly guarding Li Yaoyang's side, holding two guns, a revolver in one hand and Browning in the other, and Chuntian was behind him, like a peerless gunman.

In close combat, pistols are more powerful than rifles, especially bolt-action rifles, which have to pull the bolt for every shot, which can easily delay the fighter.

The layout of the warehouse is much the same, and the temporarily rented warehouse is not full of goods, and it appears limited and empty.

After passing by a pile of cargo boxes at the door, his vision suddenly opened up, and at a glance, he saw the mourning god in the field, and Uncle Liao who was tied to a chair.

Running over quickly, facing the other party with a gun, Li Yaoyang's heart was in his throat, but he was still a step slower after all.

The god of mourning held Uncle Liao with a gun and said coldly:

"Boy, it's ruthless~"

Li Yaoyang shifted his gaze upwards:

"There is no ruthlessness without you, and there is no injustice and no revenge to carry out kidnapping."

"Kidnapping? No, this is not a kidnapping, I'm just charging interest~" The god of mourning quibbles.

"Interest? What interest is worth $10,000? ”

"Hehe~ Why don't you ask him what he did?"

As he spoke, the god of mourning ripped off the cloth in Uncle Liao's mouth and slapped him:

"Don't pretend to be dead, the person who saved you is here, tell him, what have you done?"

Uncle Liao woke up from his coma and subconsciously looked at his surroundings, only to see four young men with guns standing opposite.

The one at the head is very familiar... Li Yaoyang?

"Bright Sun? How do you..."

'Smack~' The mourning god slapped it again, blood flew out, and Uncle Liao's face was no longer visible.

"I made you talk about the stupid things you did, and I didn't let you reminisce!"

Li Yaoyang's face was gloomy:

"Mourning God, the matter has come to this, let the people go, you can still save a life~"

"Release? Survival? Are young people so arrogant now? ”

He stretched out his hand and gestured:

"There's one more person on my side than you, why do you think you've won?"

Uncle Liao said bitterly:

"Yaoyang, let's go, uncle doesn't want to bother you, I should take responsibility for this matter."

"Uncle Liao, don't talk about it yet, I promised Ah Xiang that I would take you back."

"Want to take someone away? No problem, take the money. ”

Don't forget to ask for money at this time, this mourning god is really persistent.

I don't know if he is a madman who regards money as his life? Or the art master is bold.

Uncle Liao spoke again:

"He wanted to abduct and sell a group of children, but I couldn't bear it, so I let the children go."

"Hear? Do you want me to tell you the value of this shipment? ”

Li Yaoyang took a deep breath:

"You chopped off three fingers, it's enough punishment, now let the person go, I promise not to blame the past!"

The god of mourning patted his bald head, and his face was speechless:

"I thought you kid was a rising star in Chinatown, but I didn't expect to be an idiot who couldn't understand words, I wanted this..."

He grinded his index finger and thumb, and the implication was that Lao Tzu only needs money, and it is useless to ask for people!

Uncle Liao also added to the chaos:

"Yaoyang, let's go, take care of Ah Xiang and your aunt for me, uncle thank you here~"

One only admits money, and the other calmly dies.

Li Yaoyang only felt tired for a while, and didn't want to talk anymore, what was going on.

At this time, Xiao Qi's roar came:

"Brother Yang, the sheriff is here, withdraw quickly!"

Immediately following, I saw Xiao Qi rushing towards this side, the footsteps outside the door were loud, and the ground was trembling.

Li Yaoyang turned his head violently to look at the mourning god and shouted:

"Let the people go, or we'll all die!"

The god of mourning gritted his teeth, was ruthless, and lifted Uncle Liao up:

"Release? No way! I'll give you three days to scrape together money, fifteen thousand dollars, not a single penny. ”

After finishing speaking, he was about to run away with someone, but Li Yaoyang didn't give him a chance at all.

Fifteen thousand dollars? Ma Dan, at this time, don't forget to sit on the ground and raise the price, do you want to die?

The god of mourning led people to run in front, Li Yaoyang and them chased behind, and then behind them were the armed action teams that had already been killed.

It seems that the veterans who came down from the battlefield are very excited, and they are all patients with advanced PTSD, and they are as excited as a certain otaku who has been single for the first time in 30 years.

'Bang Bang Bang~'

The bullet didn't have a long eye, Li Yaoyang and they could only bend down as much as possible to reduce the exposed area, and their feet didn't stop, and they ran wildly with the death god.

The warehouse has a back door, and as long as you get out of the back door, it is impossible for the people of the action team to chase after it.

It's not surprising that they will come to Li Yaoyang, but they come too quickly, and the efficiency is a bit high.

In fact, he missed it, where is this? The construction site of the Holland Tunnel is about to begin!

It is also the largest project in New York in recent times, which has attracted the attention of all parties.

The sheriff's office naturally should pay attention to it, so as not to cause chaos, and it will affect its own black yarn hat.

In addition, the fire lasted for a long time, and the staff on duty couldn't see it if they wanted to.

The firepower of the action team is not comparable to that of their grass platform team, dozens of guns are fired alternately, forming a rain of bullets around Li Yaoyang and them, but the mortal character is almost overturned by bullets at this time.

"This way~This way~" Li Yaoyang rushed to the front, his eyes meticulously staring at the back of the mourning god.

He wanted to crucify the other party, and he must not let him out of sight, and the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the back door, Uncle Liao stumbled forward because of his inconvenience, and even lost his center of gravity with the mourning god and fell to the ground.

"Boss~Hurry up~"

"Get up, boss, they're catching up~"

Several of his subordinates were anxious and wanted to come forward to help, but this time, they all stopped.

Li Yaoyang seized the opportunity and shouted:

"If you let people go, you can still run, and it's a burden to take him with you, and no one can go!"

These words were a fatal blow, and the mourning god, who originally wanted to pull up Uncle Liao and continue running, had his hands in the air.

The line of sight passed over Li Yaoyang and the others and fell on the action team.

'Whoosh~'

'Bang Bang~'

The bullets waited for no one, and as soon as they stopped, the squad quickly closed the distance.

Li Yaoyang roared:

"What are you waiting for? Do you really want to die? ”

"Hmph~ Count your kid lucky, wait, this thing is not over!"

The mourning god pushed Uncle Liao away, opened the back door with his subordinates and jumped out.

'emm~' Uncle Liao snorted, the torture he had suffered in the past two days had serious sequelae, and his condition was very poor.

Xiao Qi urged: "Hurry up, they're going to chase after you~"

Xiao Wuyi pulled down the cabinet next to the back door, and raised his gun to shoot back from time to time under cover, temporarily forcing back the other party's pursuit footsteps, but it couldn't stop for long.

Fat Dun'er quickly separated the rope with an axe, at least allowing Uncle Liao to move freely.

Carrying his arm and stuffing it into Fat Dun'er's arms, Li Yaoyang shouted:

"Let's go, let's go! See you in Guangjitang. ”

Fat Dun'er knew that now was not the time to push, even if he was about to bleed his teeth, there was no nonsense.

Nodding his head vigorously, he rushed out the back door with Uncle Liao.

As soon as the person left, Li Yaoyang's heart was completely let go, and when he turned around, he shot and didn't aim, and the ghost knew where the bullet flew.

Fortunately, there are no lights here, and it is extremely dim, so you don't have to worry about the faces of yourself and others being recognized.

"Let's also retreat, go out and turn right to the south, lure them away, and create space for Fat Dun'er."

"Yes!"

'Bang Bang Bang~'

The fierce shooting lasted for half a minute, and Li Yaoyang saw the gap in the opponent's large area of reloading, and ordered to retreat!