Chapter 170: Never Use a Sword to Make a Name in the Rivers and Lakes (4)
"Listen, put down your weapons, don't hurt the hostages!" The people outside the mall had already set up a cordon, and the people outside heard the sound of gunfire again inside, and the call of the negotiator was immediately heard from the loudspeaker.
The eldest brothers who followed the bald brother to cut people looked at the bald head who was still twitching on the ground in horror, and no one reminded the gangster with the gun, telling them that there was still a fish that killed the bald brother over there......
After succeeding, he immediately transferred, Li Chixin trotted back to the place where he was hiding just now, he had already counted the strength of his opponent, and there were seven or eight people with guns on this floor where he was hiding, two or three of them seemed to be experts in using guns, "Could it be that they still have a background in the army?"
Because he knew that there were people from the army among these people, Li Chixin did not dare to act rashly, since there was no way out of the downstream, he was ready to go up and give it a try. Fifty thousand huddled behind the huge green plants, the scene just now was full of eyes, at first he was afraid that Li Chixin would provoke these people with guns, until he saw Li Chixin retreat, he put his heart in his stomach.
Li Chixin said hello to 50,000 and motioned for 50,000 to follow him, at this time, "the great construction of the motherland is a thousand miles in a thousand days, I can't see enough news of victory, the countryside is a vast world for young people, I don't take a thousand roads, I choose the mountainous area, leave the city to go to the countryside to receive education, and the classmates have walked batch after batch without hesitation...... "The mobile phone in the pocket of the 50,000 suddenly rang.
"Henan Opera, it turned out to be Henan Opera!" Li Chixin's heart was trembling, he turned his face to look at Wuwan with a confused expression, his eyes could kill almost every cell in Wuwan's body.
Hearing the familiar ringing of the phone, this familiar local accent in the past, made Wuwan's heart bleed, his fingers trembled, and he quickly took out the phone and turned it off.
Unfortunately, although his movements were only two seconds, he was still one step too late, and Li Chixin had already heard a series of footsteps, moving quickly towards this place.
"Don't run!" a man in stockings came running first from the passage, shouting loudly as he ran.
"Run!" Li Chixin picked up the 50,000 who were still standing stupidly and ran towards the nearest aisle.
The two of them turned into the aisle, and the gunshots behind them rang out, and the sound of bullets whizzing through made Li Chixin tighten all over, and he almost wanted to lie on the ground and surrender, but he had seen the methods of these people treating hostages, and felt that it was better to run quickly.
Wuwan's neck and face were splashed with glass shattered by bullets, and he no longer felt pain at this time, and the small wounds were still bleeding outward, making him look particularly hideous.
They used various obstacles in the mall, constantly changing directions, bullets constantly falling in front of and behind them, flying glass and various debris, almost surround the two of them.
Li Chixin, with the experience he learned in the movie, dodged more and more bullets from behind him and missed the target, but smashed the partition behind them. Li Chixin and the others ran and pulled the various items placed on the counter, and the models standing on both sides fell to the ground behind them, trying to use these as obstacles to block the other party's pursuit.
Wu Wan also followed Li Chixin's example, and tore down the rows behind him, and the clothes hanging on the shelves were scattered on the ground, slightly blocking the speed of the other party's pursuit, but Li Chixin heard more and more footsteps and shouts behind him.
"Don't let them run!" shouted closer and closer to the two men, who kept running and turning, only to find the fire escape gate in front of them that could not be opened at all.
"Stop!"
As soon as the two of them were stunned, a cold light flashed in the interval less than half a foot between them.
"Boom!" a military bayonet was nailed to the iron door in front of Li Chixin.
The man in stockings saw that the two of them ran to a door, he pulled the trigger one after another, but heard a "click" sound from the gun, and he didn't want the bullets in the magazine to run out, and he didn't have time to replace the magazine, so he took off the bayonet on the gun and threw it at the two of them.
Li Chixin fit and crashed into the closed safety door of the fire escape, the "Kala" door was hit by Li Chixin and tilted inward, 50,000 raised a foot, the door was kicked open a crack, he reached out and twisted the bayonet inserted in the door in his hand, and the two people drilled out of the crack in the door one after the other.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs below, Li Chixin signaled 50,000 upwards, grabbed the military thorn in 50,000's hand with one hand, and the two of them ran down the stairs to the fourth floor.
Just turned the corner of the stairs, Li Chixin's body was stunned, and at the same time twisted to the side, a figure with a machete in his hand slashed in front of him, Li Chixin stood up with the sharp tip of the military thorn in his hand, and took advantage of the momentum to slash, followed by the 50,000 behind him, and the blood spurted from the opponent's neck was splashed all over his face.
Fifty thousand screamed in horror, and was pulled by Li Chixin's heart and ran into the hall on the fourth floor. The first half of the fourth floor is an open restaurant, Li Chixin flipped into a counter, opened several drawers in a row, only to find a few knives and forks for eating steak, took these knives and forks in his hand, and found that they were fluttering, so he had to give up.
Since there are knives and forks for eating steaks, there must be kitchen knives for cutting meat, 50,000 has already passed the initial panic at this time, and the familiarity with the catering industry, 50,000 is far stronger than Li Chixin, he thought about Cuihua's habits in the kitchen, and decisively lifted a cover, sure enough, several kitchen knives with different styles were lying quietly in a clean flannel.
The two of them didn't say much, and each took a few kitchen knives that they had in hand. At this time, there was no need to hide, and Li Chixin took the lead in running to the door of an elevator.
At the same time, the two buttons up and down the elevator were lit up, and the military thorn in Li Chixin's hand was waved, destroying the indicator board that instructed the elevator to go up and down; at this time, being able to prevent the pursuers from figuring out their whereabouts, even if it was to delay their speed of tracking them, would give the two of them one more chance to escape.
In the anxious waiting of the two people, the elevator prompt bell was finally remembered, and the elevator door on the left side slowly opened. At this time, in the fire escape behind them, there was already the sound of swearing and people stepping on the stairs, and they couldn't think twice about the opportunity to squeeze into the elevator at the same time.
The two men leaned into the elevator and gasped for breath. It was only at this time that Wuwan saw his misery from the glass of the elevator, Li Chixin pulled a piece of cloth from his shirt and asked Wuwan to wipe the blood on his face. Take a look at the latest chapter of the "Great Grandmaster Claw Book House of the Late Ming Dynasty" to read for free for the first time.