As the Ji'e District continues to the south, the traces of the city are gradually fading.

The horizon was no longer flat, but instead there were mountains lying in the darkness like giant beasts.

It's a deserted suburb, a barren area that major companies can't look at.

As the rule of the game, there is only one last bottom line left - as long as your bullets do not enter the territory of any company, it is absolutely impossible for the Tianfu Garrison to appear.

Firearms, prosthetics, and sequences are the hard currency here.

This is the best place to settle grievances, and it is also a fertile soil for flesh and blood irrigation.

Without the blockage of high-rise buildings, the wind and rain became more vicious, and the windows were crumpled into a blur so violently that even if the arms of the wipers swung to the extreme, they did not have any effect.

Guo Qingyun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stared closely at the taillights of the car in front of him swaying in the rain, and his eyebrows were cloudy.

Since taking the helm position, he has not lived a few days of peace.

Zhao Ding used his life to set up a game, killed Luo Zhen and Tiger Mound, and helped Shudao Logistics win the first game of Tianfu Heavy Industry.

But how could Tianfu Heavy Industries, which had been lost face, give up, and there was no sacrificial knife meeting, and they fell in love with another big gang in Sinners Street, the Annan Gang.

As the only gang on the street that can keep pace with the sacrificial knife society, the Annan gang is not inferior to the Japanese in its ferocity and cruelty, and it is even more ruthless and cunning.

Being able to hug Tianfu Heavy Industry's thighs that can't be thicker anymore is like pie in the sky for the Annan Gang, and they naturally spare no effort to work hard.

In the short time that Li Jun went to Songpanwei, several large-scale clashes had broken out between the Pao Brothers' Society and the Annan Gang, and both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Not only the convicts and the streets of Kowloon, but even the industries of the two gangs in other administrative districts have become targets for each other.

The Tianfu Garrison Bureau, which is responsible for maintaining order in the entire Chengdu Prefecture, also has a headache in the face of this situation, but they have always been slippery, but they don't want to get involved in the struggle between the forces behind the two gangs.

Therefore, the top level of the garrison and health bureau only ordered the patrol in charge of public security in these jurisdictions to strengthen the patrol and defense in their own jurisdictions.

As for the chicken and goose district, which has been vacant since Luo Zhen's death, the patrol position has been vacant, and the choice to turn a blind eye to the intensifying conflict.

The two gangs, who have no worries, have become more and more ruthless, and have risen to the point of starting to use firearms.

Today, the Annan Gang was even so mad that they threw a bomb at the entrance of the main hall of the Pao Brothers' Association!

For the Pao Brothers, this is like pulling out their own scales.

Such a blood debt can naturally only be paid with blood!

"Uncle, the situation is not right. Why don't these monkeys run to their territory, but to the outskirts? Are they going to abandon the streets of the sinners? ”

Inside the car, the man in the robe sitting in the driver's seat couldn't help but express his worries as he pushed against the fleeing vehicle in front of him.

"It's impossible, these Annan people are insatiable virtues, and it's impossible to spit out anything that comes to their mouths, it's too abnormal for them to do this!"

"Don't make a fuss, it's just to lure the enemy deeper."

Gu Qingyun's face was calm and said, "I'm afraid there are a lot of people from the Annan Gang waiting for us in front. ”

The man trembled subconsciously, and blurted out in exclamation, "There is an ambush?!" So are we still chasing? ”

"Chasing, why don't you chase? A group of beam-jumping clowns are shaking their wit with the rest of the tricks played by our ancestors. Lao Tzu has long wanted to eat them in one go, and today is the best opportunity! ”

Guo Qingyun snorted coldly, and his sideburns and sword eyebrows were full of awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Tell the brothers, the reinforcements are in the back, bite these miscellaneous pieces for me, and let the name of the Annan Gang be removed from Chengdu Mansion today!"

Brother Muddy Water, who was sitting in the back row, immediately conveyed the order of the helm handle, and at the same time, Guo Qingyun raised a Wei Wushu to pull away the insurance, and shouted:

"Bump into it!"

"Okay, I've been upset with this group of monkeys for a long time, so drive your fucking car slowly!"

The man held the steering wheel in one hand, and with the other hand, he also took out a gun from the armrest box, bit the barrel of the gun with his teeth and pulled it back, and the bullet was loaded with a click.

All of a sudden, the whole carriage was filled with heavy breathing.

It's not fear, it's pent-up excitement.

"Uncle, sit tight!"

The man's eyes widened, and he stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the modified exhaust pipe immediately choked a cluster of flames, roaring and crashing into the front car.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the two cars that were biting their tails in front and back collided suddenly.

The car in front of it skiddled and spun on the slippery post road, and it looked like it was about to lose control and overturn.

However, the members of the Annan Gang who drove the car were very skilled, and they forcibly controlled the out-of-control body.

With the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the other party shook the rear of the car and took the initiative to stick to the side where Guo Qingyun was.

Suddenly, the two cars were running in parallel.

Without anyone's order, the windows of the cars facing each other on all sides were lowered almost at the same time, and the muzzles flashing with cold light hit the eyes of the fierce and fearless!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bursting gunfire erupted in a few moments, and metal bullets rushed into the carriage, instantly setting off a storm of flesh and blood.

The people in the two cars could barely make a wail, and they were beaten to minced meat.

In addition, Qingyun used his body to block the muddy robe brother who was driving, covering his face with one hand, and almost reaching into the opponent's car with the other hand, and pressing it on the temple of the other driver!

Excessive!

Wei Wushu's domineering power cut off half of the driver's head. The body slammed into the steering wheel, and the out-of-control car swayed and crashed into a ditch on the side of the road.

The blood that overflowed from the carriage leached along the bullet holes in the doors, and in an instant it was washed away by the rain without a trace.

"I'm you ancestors of the Annamite people!"

In some cases, Qingyun acted as a shield for himself, and the man in the robe, who was lucky enough to pick up a life, also had red eyes, continued to step on the accelerator, and chased wildly towards the car in front.

Boom!

At this moment, a strong impact suddenly came from the rear of the body, and Guo Qingyun's body rushed forward and slammed into the windshield.

An Annan Gang chariot painted with a venomous snake logo came out of nowhere and bit them behind.

"Look after yourself!"

At the critical moment, Guo Qingyun shouted to the man who was driving, jumped out of the sunroof, and landed on the roof of the other party's car.

Guo Qingyun half-knelt on the roof of the car, touched his waist, and pulled out a short-handled submachine gun with the length of his arm from behind his waist.

This gun is shaped like a full-stringed bow and crossbow, with a long and narrow magazine inserted horizontally on the left side, this is the Duoyanwei from the same family as Wei Wushu and manufactured by the Northern Shenji Military Industry!

The muzzle of the gun was facing straight down, almost against the roof of the car, and the trigger was pulled all the way, and the sound of the explosion of the gun suddenly drowned out the sound of the rain.

The dense rain of bullets easily tore off the iron sheet on the roof of the car and ran rampant in the car.

The specially modified magazine was capable of holding 100 rounds, and by the time the hammer rattled in the air, there was no longer a complete corpse in the carriage.

Guo Qingyun stood on the roof of the car, his hair bun on the top of his head was scattered by the wind, and his soaked hair was against his cold eyes, raising his eyes to look out.

I saw a large number of vehicles of the Annan Gang rushing out from both sides of the post road, and brutally crashed into the convoy of the Pao Brothers' Association, and the two parties were entangled and collided, like two black pythons coiling and biting in the rainstorm.

In addition, Qingyun threw away Duo Yanwei, who had run out of bullets, and slipped out of his sleeve again and two Wei Wushu pawns fell into his palm.

He jumped out of the out-of-control car and rushed towards the two black pythons that hit him!