"Turn on the lights! 1st squad, 2nd squad, snipers, commandos! Hurry! Hurry!" Cao Yi's voice was very low, but everyone could hear it clearly.

All of a sudden, all the headlights were turned on, and the straight lights shè out, illuminating the dark factory not far away.

This time the lights were turned on, and suddenly there was a lot of sāo movement from the originally dark and quiet factory building, although the sound was far away, but it came to Wang Chao's ears in the night wind, but it was like a nest of mice that suddenly woke up.

Just when Wang Chao and Zhu Jia got out of the car, dozens of gun-wielding figures had jumped out of the other 20 or so jǐng cars, all of them were vigorous and agile, divided into many teams, scattered to the dark corners where the lights could not shine, and then quickly moved towards the factory.

"This ...... Su zhì seems to be very high, and the people are really not covered. ”

Wang Chao watched this scene, and couldn't help but admire a little in his heart: "If it is a criminal hiding in the factory, can it escape these arrests?"

Putting himself in the middle of the criminals, his head was running rapidly, combined with the surrounding terrain and the layout of the jǐng cha, he finally came to the conclusion that if he faced this arrest in the factory, the chance of escaping was only one in ten.

These action people, he doesn't know whether it's Wu jǐng or special jǐng or what kind of soldiers.

Including this operation, he didn't know what the target of arrest was, but he knew that his current task was to protect the beautiful reporter Zhu Jia for an interview.

After all, he is an outsider, and Cao Yi will not reveal his internal plans to him.

Zhu Jia is a hot potato, and it is very troublesome for this arrest operation. But she is a character who can't be offended, she is a trouble, and she can't be offended, so she naturally has to find a substitute for the dead ghost to carry this trouble.

"Hurry up and keep up with the team, what are you doing, hurry up and get in, carry the camera, and be sure to grab the first-hand information footage." At this time, Zhu Jia spoke, violently reprimanded several male reporters, and then took the microphone himself, held his helmet, and followed dozens of assault special jǐng to touch in.

Wang Chao didn't say much, just followed closely beside him, his whole body was tight, his cold hair exploded, his ears listened to the six roads, his eyes looked in all directions, and his god was in a state of high tension.

Cao Yi on the side also saw that Zhu Jia actually followed, and smiled bitterly on his face, knowing that persuasion was useless, and the words became enemies.

But after all, he was not at ease, he waved his hand, and the two special jǐng beside him also hung not far behind.

These two special jǐng are the two that tried with Wang Chao before, obviously the best skills, and they have rich combat experience, with double insurance, Cao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to choke out this breath, there was a noisy sound from the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Report to the director, I am an assault team, I have entered the factory, I have met with fire resistance, the fire is not strong, the people inside have no heavy weapons, only pistols, please instruct!"

"Break through!" Cao Yi snorted, as if he had four cold words.

Zhu Jia, the reporter and Wang Chao entered the factory very smoothly, after all, there was a vanguard to open the way, and they only followed behind.

This abandoned factory building looks like the site of a town enterprise, with walls crumbling everywhere, red bricks scattered on the ground, artemisia grass filling the yard, and rats infested.

A messy burst of gunfire rang out, piercing the silent night sky, and it seemed a little unreal.

When several male reporters heard the gunshots, they seemed to tremble, and the cameras they were carrying also trembled violently.

"What are you doing to eat!" This situation is terrifying, think about those war correspondents? Don't carry the camera, go back and deduct your bonus!" Zhu Jia was a little excited, and reprimanded a few words, "Point the camera at me!"

Seeing that the camera was aimed at herself, Zhu Jia immediately changed her face, "Audience friends, I'm ...... This is the scene of the arrest of a drug trafficking gang...... Now there is a fierce shootout between our public security warriors and gangsters......"

quickly introduced the matter, Zhu Jia waved his hand, the camera was pointed in front, and several people had completely touched it.

The factory is very deep, and although there are outside lights shè coming in, it is very dark inside. Fragments of gunfire rang out, and then Wang Chao saw several assault squads crouching behind a low wall with submachine guns in hand, firing fiercely into the depths of the dark factory.

The heavy fire continued for a minute, and then it fell silent, apparently because the drug trafficking gang lurking inside was completely suppressed and killed. The few special jǐng who took the lead waved their hands, and the figures suddenly separated, rushing into the various factories to search.

"Fire suppression, so strong!" Wang Chao saw a real gunfight for the first time, and the tongues of fire spit out by the dozen or so submachine guns fired fiercely, and he was also a little frightened.

At the same time, Wang Chao compared his boxing skills with firearms: "What kind of mood did those grandmasters of the Republic of China feel in front of firearms? Mr. Cheng Tinghua, was this the same mood in the face of firearms? Mr. Huang Feihong, after seeing guns and cannons at sea, was he disheartened and never talked about martial arts again, is this also the mood?"

Deep sorrow, unknown love, suddenly surged up from Wang Chao's heart.

"The people are scattered, which one to follow?" Seeing that the large army was dispersed, several male reporters were dumbfounded.

"Go to the direction where you fired just now!" Zhu Jia stomped his foot and spoke. Several people went to the center of the dark factory where the fire was fired.

As soon as you enter the gate, there is a wide abandoned production workshop, some rusty machines, and a few rays of light come in from the outside, and you can vaguely see the situation inside.

Wang Chao saw at a glance that several corpses that had been beaten to the hornet's nest were either lying on the ground or prostrate on the machine, and blood flowed everywhere on the ground.

A thick smell of blood filled the air, which, combined with the rotten, musty smell of the factory, made people feel the urge to vomit.

Wow! Several male reporters involuntarily vomited.

Wang Chao has seen dead people, the last time Cao Jingjing was kidnapped, the long-haired kidnapper was killed by him with a volley three-step cannon fist.

Although a large part of the reason for the kidnapper's hair was twisted into the electric fan, he didn't kill it with his own hands, but after all, he had seen dead people, and he could calm down.

"Follow up on the front! It's really useless!" Zhu Jia actually had nothing to do, bypassed these corpses, cursed, and walked inside while calling someone to shoot.

At that moment, a gunshot rang out from the black portal behind the machine, and a male reporter fell suddenly. Screaming loudly on the ground.

The gun hit him in the arm.

"Lie down!" As soon as the two protectors who came in behind heard the voice, they immediately shouted, lay on the ground, rolled a few times agilely, dodged into the dead corner, and raised their guns to shoot inside.

At this time, his own life was at stake, and these two special jǐng naturally would not run up stupidly to protect Zhu Jia. And then glorious martyrdom.

There are not many heroes who encounter shootouts on TV and protect others in reality.

The other two male reporters called "Mom" and also lay on the ground, like pheasants who didn't care about their tails.

Wang Chao's reaction was extremely agile, he hugged and pushed with both hands, and his footsteps slipped, and he pushed Zhu Jia to the ground and pressed him under him.

I have to say that Wang Chao's Tai Chi strength has gradually touched the upper level, and this push is very light, Zhu Jia only felt that his body was light, and then it was like a feather gently floating to the ground.

Then, Wang Chao's body pressed up, and the two breaths collided, Zhu Jia panicked and struggled instinctively.

"What are you going to do? Don't get out of here! I know how to get down!" Zhu Jia also understood the current situation, but being pressed on top by a man was unbearable for her. Immediately lowered his voice and said angrily.

Just then, another shot rang out from the doorway on the other side. Bang! A bullet rebounded a few times, bounced on Wang Chao's body, and he felt very painful.

The two special jǐng hid behind the bunker, and then pulled out their guns and faced the door on the other side, without the slightest scruple of going to this side.

"Don't get up yet, go! The people in there have already been killed. Let's go inside!"

Zhu Jia turned over and got up, snatched the camera that a male reporter had thrown on the ground, and then touched the door in the middle of the back of the machine.

"This female reporter is so bold, don't die!"

Wang Chao's body jumped and followed.

Another door was entered, but it was an empty workshop, with a table and a dozen benches in zhōngyāng, on which rows of flour bales were scattered.

In addition to this, there are three special jǐng lying on the ground and moaning as if there is nothing.

The three Tejǐng had no gunshot wounds on their bodies, but they had lost their combat effectiveness, apparently being hit like this.

In addition to this, there were more than a dozen corpses dressed in various clothes.

Most of them had only been shot, and some of them were not dying, and some were still struggling.

"Drugs!" As soon as Wang Chao saw the things on the table, the shadow of drugs that often appeared on TV immediately appeared in his heart.

Suddenly, a corpse jumped up on the ground, and Wang Chao pushed Zhu Jia again, and saw a wolf-like person carrying two large black suitcases jumping up from the corner, like a snake rushing out, smashing open a row of windows, and jumping out.

Outside the window was the collapsed wall, and outside the wall, there was a deep cornfield. Behind the cornfields, there are mountains.

It's summer, and the corn isn't ripe yet, but the tall poles have grown taller than a man.

In the daytime, it is enough to block people's vision. Not to mention that it's night.

Cao Yi also arranged for the assault team to surround from the cornfield, but the scope was a bit large, and there were not five or six hundred people, so it was impossible to surround this place into an iron bucket.

The special jǐng who rushed in earlier was actually knocked down.

It can be seen that this is not an ordinary criminal gang.

"Chase ......" a special jǐng vaguely felt that someone came in and made a slight sound.

"I'm fine, hurry up and chase it!" Zhu Jia also saw it, and violently pushed Wang Chao who was pressing on his body.

When Wang Chao saw the man who escaped through the window, he knew that the other party was a master, and he felt itchy in his heart.

And under the moonlight, at the moment of piercing the window, Wang Chao only saw that this person was carrying two large black suitcases in his hands, and he did not bring a gun.

Inside the two boxes, there must be good things, most of them are money! Wang Chao thought to himself.

Now this room is full of people who have lost their combat effectiveness, and they are not enough to threaten Zhu Jia, and the large army will then rush in from behind.

Wang Chao analyzed such a form in his head, and suddenly jumped up, like a monkey picking fruit on a tree.

He cast his monkey form and jumped out.

Turning over the broken wall, the cornfield in front of him rattled, like a python running forward, Wang Chao's body flashed, his steps were fast, and he copied it in a few steps.

In less than two minutes, it was already far away from the factory, and there were still scattered gunshots from the factory, but it was not intense.

The black shadow carrying two suitcases also appeared in Wang Chao's sight.

The cornfield has come to an end, and there is a mountain forest in front of it, and there is no road. At this moment, the black shadow also knew that someone was chasing after him, and suddenly stopped, put down the suitcase, turned around, and opened his body, like a huge crane, grazing towards the ground.

The momentum of the black shadow pounced on him, and his fist turned into a bird's beak, hitting Wang Chao's throat fiercely.

Wang Chao only felt the strong wind blowing on his face, his throat rolling, and he had a feeling of suffocation.

"Master!" As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one. Seeing the figure of this black shadow and the momentum rushing towards him, Wang Chao also knew that he had encountered a master who could not be taken lightly.

The left hand became an eagle's claw, protecting his throat, and at once he clamped the strength of the opponent's crane pecking at the throat.

Bang! Although he clamped the other party's crane peck, the other party's five fingers loosened, and then opened, Wang Chao only felt that his strength was expanding, and he couldn't stop clamping the other party.

The pores on the other party's hands were bulging and pimples were bulging, as if he was wearing a pair of rough iron sand gloves.

"It's a master of the inner family again, this person's strength is greater than mine! Kung Fu is purer than me, deeper than me. "Wang Chao's combat experience has also become richer, and with a slight contact, he has already understood a lot of things.

Unable to feel the other party's musculoskeletal momentum, Wang Chao was about to withdraw his hand and jump to fight. However, the other party did not stop, and after swelling Wang Chao's hand, he turned into a crane peck, and grabbed Wang Chao's arm one after another, shaking slightly.

"Not good!" Wang Chao only felt such a contact, and the other party's trembling strength spread from his arm to his waist, his waist suddenly became sore, and his legs then became weak. The body involuntarily squats down.

This is the momentum of being touched by the other party.

Wang Chao knew that it was not good, his heart was suddenly shocked, his blood surged, his hands were put together, his hands were turned into knives, his steps were continuous, his knees were bent in the mud, and he stepped on the side violently.

Finally, his legs are usually good, the lower plate is stable, his body is slippery, and he was not put down by the other party.

"Huh!?" The enemy saw that Wang Chao did not put down Wang Chao, but was turned to the side by him breaking free of his arm, stabbing his waist with a hand knife, and he was also slightly surprised, and a suspicious sound came out of his nose.

As soon as he turned around and punched, colliding with Wang Chao's hand knife, Wang Chao's body shook, and his palms were numb, as if he had been stabbed by a cactus.

"Dark energy!" Wang Chao's surprise is not trivial, if the other party has practiced dark energy, he will definitely not be an opponent.

But the next moment, Wang Chao felt that his arm was only slightly itchy, and he did not lose his combat effectiveness, so he knew that the other party was likely to have just stepped to the edge of dark energy, and he was not really able to release it.

Otherwise, the master of the dark energy level, every time he punches a person, the person who is beaten is like a strong electric shock and acupuncture, and only one stimulation will cause nerve atrophy and loss of mobility.

However, even if the other party did not really practice dark energy, after two attempts, Wang Chao could be sure that his kung fu was above him. So he was cautious, stepping on the gossip footwork, and fighting in circles.

The opponent's boxing is extremely fierce, sometimes close to the short fight, sometimes long punch through, all of them are frontal attacks, grabbing the middle line, stepping on the middle palace, and hitting the air crackling, like waves crashing on the shore.

After three or five rounds, Wang Chao also saw the true face of the enemy clearly, the other party was a middle-aged man, in his thirties, his face was a little round, and there were not many muscles on his body, but he seemed to have infinite jīng power.

The other party was looking at Wang Chao, and when he found out that Wang Chao was actually a teenager, he couldn't help but be even more surprised.

"Yongchūn fist strength?" The opponent's style of play is similar to Xingyi, but the fist arm is like a spiral, and the penetrating power is great. And often close to the body, suddenly short punches, shoulder socket joint muscles collapsed, obviously inch force.

"Have eyesight!" The middle-aged man suddenly took a step back, exhaled, and pounced on him like a crane catching a snake.

Wang Chao drilled his body in a flash, turned in circles again and again, and performed a monkey-like jump. After dodging a blow, stab it with a crushing fist.

Bang bang, the fists touched each other, and after four blows in a row, Wang Chao suddenly felt that his arm was numb, and the power was transmitted to his waist. Suddenly, my back hurt and my spine hurt, and I was almost scattered in one breath.

The other party's chūn boxing style, and it looks like a crane catching a snake, is obviously the chūn white crane gate's boxing technique.

Yongchūn is extremely popular along the coast, but there are very few true transmissions. Back then, Bruce Lee was born by practicing it.

Tai Chi has push hands, Xingyi has rubbing hands, Bagua has wrapping hands, Yongchūn white cranes have cross-hands, in addition to copying hands, wrapping hands, etc., all pay attention to pores and listening, touch the momentum and release people. It can be said that they are in the same vein, and their essence is the same.

The opponent Wang Chao met was home, and Wang Chao not only couldn't touch his momentum, but was almost overturned by the other party.

"This time I really met a master!" Wang Chao felt the strong pressure, became more and more excited, and his body jumped and flashed, and he exerted it to the limit.

The middle-aged man also fought more and more fiercely, and his fists were like a storm, almost completely enveloping Wang Chao, forcing Wang Chao to fight hard.

The two hit the cornfield more than a dozen times, and Wang Chao had already jumped out.

"Thankfully, the venue is large. Wang Chao also secretly called it a fluke. "Otherwise, you might be thrown down. ”

The two black leather boxes were trampled over, scattering a lump of bills.

The banknote is neither a renminbi nor a dollar, but a purple sè with a faint circle of stars in the middle and a face value of 500 written in the upper right corner.

That's a big denomination of euros!

The two fought quickly, and after two minutes, the middle-aged man looked a little anxious. attacked frequently, wanting to kill Wang Chao and then run away.

But Wang Chao didn't fight hard with him, just kept the circle.

It's not a fight in the ring, it's not a foul. It is not so easy for a middle-aged man to kill Wang Chao at once.

At that moment, the cornfield behind him rattled twice, and a man came out.

It's Zhu Jia!

"Oops!" Wang Chao looked at it and immediately knew that it was not good.

Sure enough, when the middle-aged man saw it, he immediately showed a cruel smile on his face, avoided Wang Chao with a punch, and pounced reflexively.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jia did not panic, raised his hand, and snapped a series of gunshots. The middle-aged man's body immediately writhed like a pole dance.