Ten minutes later, Zhan Wenqi returned to the police station with the bullet casings found on the ground and a few parking boys, and of course, he also took back the videotape.

"Arlo, are you okay?"

Ruby ran in through the door, and was relieved to see Wang Zuluo standing here.

In the past few days, she has been busy talking to the owners of those nightclubs on the streets occupied by Wang Zuluo, talking about the cooperation of the public relations lady.

Just now I received news that Wang Zuluo's sports car was burned, and the people in the car were also shot, and my legs were so frightened that my legs were weak.

"I'm fine, you go upstairs first to comfort those ladies in the bar, so that they don't have to work tonight."

After Wang Zuluo comforted him, he wanted to break Ruby.

Now that I'm busy looking for the gunman, how can I have time to fall in love with her?

"Brother Luo, the people have brought it back."

At this time, Ah Ji carried a fainted guy into the bar.

"You try to find out who sent him as soon as possible..."

Wang Zuluo squinted his eyes at the person who was brought back by Ah Ji, and was about to follow Ah Ji back to the box on the second floor for interrogation.

But before he could finish speaking, a black van burst out of a nearby alley and smashed directly into the floor-to-ceiling window of the bar.

Fortunately, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were steel pipes prepared for the young lady to do the striptease, which stopped the van.

"Brother Luo, be careful!"

Ah Ji directly threw the guy on his shoulder aside, and then rolled aside with Wang Zuluo in his arms.

A few bullets grazed the position where Wang Zuluo was standing just now.

The doors were then opened, and two masked gunmen dismounted.

One of them carried a Black Star pistol and began to shoot at the booth where Wang Zuluo was hiding.

Another gunman, who had been driving in a masked car, got out of the car and fired several shots at the thugs who were gathered outside, pinning them back out of the bar.

Bang bang...

Several bullets pierced the seat of the booth and landed on the ground near Wang Zuluo.

At this time, Wang Zuluo was being carried by Ah Ji by the collar and slid quickly on the ground, and finally the two hid in the bar.

Ruby was much more unlucky, Ah Ji just pounced on Wang Zuluo, and Ruby, who was standing behind, was hit by a bullet in the arm and fainted in pain on the spot.

"!" Wang Zuluo listened to the sound of bullets piercing the bar and finally being stopped by the steel plate inside the bar, gritted his teeth and cursed.

But he was not slow, he opened the wine cabinet behind the bar, pulled out a submachine gun from the partition, inserted the magazine and pulled the bolt.

"Brother Luo, those two bastards didn't move their positions!"

Ah Ji quickly stretched out his head to take a look, then retracted his head and shouted at Wang Zuluo.

Wang Zuluo nodded, learned the way of shooting the black uncles, raised the gun over the bar, and then pulled the trigger at the position of the gunman in his memory.

Bang bang bang ...

A string of bullets shot out of the submachine gun, and the gunman didn't expect Wang Zuluo to hide the gun behind the bar, and was caught off guard by the sudden attack.

The gunman who was holding a gun to suppress the boy outside didn't know what was going on behind him, and he was directly swept by the bullet, and after a few convulsions, he sat down next to the tire of the van and stopped moving.

"Third Brother !!"

And the gunman, who had been staring at Wang Zuluo's side, shouted with tears in his eyes. Reflexively lunged forward, dodging Wang Zuluo's muzzle that swept in the direction of the van.

When he fell, he didn't forget to pull the trigger again and again at the position where Wang Zuluo raised his gun at the bar.

But he couldn't have imagined that someone would be bored enough to add steel plates to the bar.

Hey, that's what Brother Luo did.

If this was in Wang Zuluo's box on the second floor, the gunman would have seen something even more devastating. That is, not only are the walls of the box inlaid with steel plates, but also the back of the sofa is also .......

Bang... Click.

The gunman kept pulling the trigger, but the pistol made the sound of an empty compartment hanging.

Before he could reload the magazine, a figure in white jumped out of the bar.

The short knife that flew with the figure arced and directly pinned the gunman's hand holding the gun to the ground.

Before the screams could get out of his throat, Aji jumped up to him and kicked the gunman in the jaw with a kick.

But the gunman's reaction was not slow, he endured the pain in his palm, quickly turned over and dodged to the side.

Then he grabbed a chair and threw it at Ah Ji, taking advantage of the time Ah Ji had won to avoid the chair, he quickly got up, grabbed the short knife on his palm and was about to pull it out.

It's a pity that he didn't calculate that Ah Ji's speed is much faster than ordinary people, and as soon as the short knife is pulled out of the palm of his hand, it is slapped back by Ah Ji again.

As the gunman screamed, Aji turned and kicked sideways, hitting the gunman in the jaw.

The gunman staggered several steps from the kick and shook his head, but he didn't faint.

But that's it, Ah Ji has already rushed to him, grabbed the short knife inserted in his palm, and twisted the blade of the knife hard and pulled it towards his side.

The gunman was stuck in his hand with the blade of the short knife twisted sideways, and could only stumble along with Ah Ji's strength.

In normal times, Ah Ji would directly draw a short knife and cut his throat, but only this one was left alive, so it was Ah Ji's knees that flew up to greet this gunman.

The jaw was shot again, and this time the gunman finally rolled his eyes and went limp.

And the thugs outside also rushed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows because they were not suppressed by the gunners.

Ah Guang kicked the pistol away from the gunman's side, and then grabbed the gunman's arm and pressed the gunman who was leaning on the tire to the ground.

"Brother Guang is not breathing!"

A boy stepped forward and tried the gunman's nose, and then said a word to Ah Guang.

The other thugs all ran to the bar to separate the gunman who had fallen to the ground from Wang Zuluo.

Only then did Wang Zuluo stand up with a submachine gun, feeling his fast-beating heart with palpitations.

It took a while for Wang Zuluo to come back to his senses, and with a gloomy face, he pushed away the thugs and ran towards Ruby's position.

Damn, these two gunmen didn't leave after the first attack, but instead evaded the search of Wang Zuluo's men and carried out the second attack again.

Wang Zuluo picked up Ruby and was relieved to find that she had only been shot in the arm.

Unlike the last time the fly had a stomach covered with iron sand from a homemade powder gun, Ruby was shot through her arm this time, and her injuries were much more severe.

The fly only lay in the hospital for a long time, and after the iron sand on the stomach was plucked out of the skin by the doctor with tweezers, it was wrapped in gauze and then discharged.

Ruby looks like she's going to have to stay in the hospital for a while.

"Ah Guang, find a car to take Sister Ruby to Mingxin Hospital!"

After Wang Zuluo saw the two holes in the front and back of Ruby's arm, he knew that his arm was saved.

But after healing, there will also be two scars on the arm, one large and one small, the small one is the position where the bullet enters in front, and the big one is the position where the bullet rolls and passes out, and a whole piece of flesh is missing.

"Brother Luo, these two guys have a bit of a foundation, they should come down from the battlefield!"

Ah Ji looked at the calluses on the gunman's palms because he often held the gun, and said a word to Wang Zuluo.

Watching Ah Guang send Ruby to the car, Wang Zuluo walked to Ah Ji's side.

If it weren't for Brother Lo's ruthlessness to take Ruby to the hospital himself, who knows if there would be any gunmen waiting to kill him next?

So the most rational thing to do is to stay in the bar, because the gangsters who had just dispersed because the police came to scrape people have regathered at the door of the bar.

Even if there were real gunmen, they couldn't break through the crowd of thugs and enter the bar.

(End of chapter)