It was obviously impossible for Zuo Shuai's car to roll backwards. The moment the two vans turned around, they started to drive side by side, and two people poked out from the passenger seat, both holding shotguns.

Continuously firing bullets at the Jeep Compass, Zuo Shuai knew that he could not continue to drive forward. Once he got stuck next to the truck, he would only die.

Seeing that the Jeep Compass was about to hit the cabin of the truck, Zuo Shuai suddenly had an idea, quickly stepped on the brakes, and then turned the steering wheel quickly. The Jeep made a loud crunching sound and turned sideways.

At the same time, Zuo Shuai opened the car door, jumped over and ran out, rolling under the truck without stopping and hiding. The two vans also stopped at the same time, and a large group of young people in the car were besieged step by step with weapons.

Approaching the big truck.

"Stop fucking Moji, chase him quickly, he ran away from there?!" At this time, the leading man raised his gun, turned around and cursed, and then led everyone straight to the direction Zuo Shuai was running.

And go.

However, at this time, the Encore with a Binjiang license plate drove slowly over. Through the dim lights, he saw the messy scene and was suddenly shocked.

The people sitting in the car were Meng Fan and Qin Xue. After they got off the underground parking lot, they felt something was wrong and decided to follow Zuo Shuai to find out what Master Qiu had arranged, but they did not expect to encounter such a thing.

Qin Xue frowned solemnly, looking at the chaotic scene in front of the car, and asked: "What should I do? Can we save him?!"

"Help, Zuo Shuai is innocent, Qiu Shaoye is the big fish."

As he spoke, Meng Fan paused, his pupils slowly narrowed, and asked: "Can you use a gun?!"

Qin Xue was once a female mercenary who served in Israel, and she knew everything about guns.

He nodded relaxedly and said: "It's very familiar?!"

"Then this is best?!"

Meng Fan didn't even look at Qin Xue. He pointed at the two vans in front and said, "They still have weapons in their vans. Go get them and rob them with all your strength. Don't worry. Once they hear the gunshots from here, they will

I will rush over immediately, and I will take this opportunity to save Zuo Shuai. Can you deal with these people?!"

"a piece of cake?!"

Qin Xue was extremely bold. She turned around and was about to get out of the car. When she opened the car door, she suddenly thought of something and asked: "Do you still need a gun?!"

Meng Fan shrugged apologetically and said, "I don't know how to use it, and I'm not used to it!"

Qin Xue shook her head helplessly, quickly jumped out of the car and ran into two vans.

At this time, Meng Fan took out a stack of one-yuan coins from the storage box in the car. For him, these were much easier to use than bullets. There was no need to load the gun or pull the trigger.

On the other side, Zuo Shuai was thrown off his knee when he jumped out of the car. Now he was running in a very awkward manner, his legs were aching again, and he was about to be caught up by the people behind him.

Zuo Shuai started to panic, limping and dragging his right leg, running as fast as he could step by step.

"Quick, he's in front, start grabbing!?" Suddenly, a man's scream came from behind.

Zuo Shuai shuddered and turned around to look. He knew there was no chance to run away, so he hurriedly hid behind the trash can.

"Bang bang..."

"Dangdang...baba..."

The rapid rain of bullets hit the iron dustbin, making Zuo Shuai feel deeply in danger as he was approaching himself step by step. It seemed that he was going to end up here today.

Opposite are about ten killers, some armed with shotguns, some armed with 54 guns, and some armed with old-fashioned M16s. It can be said that they are a bunch of desperadoes.

Zuo Shuai never imagined that Lang Qianshuang would have such a group of people. In this peaceful era, the country has become more and more strict on gun management, and the fine-covered May 4 gun in Zuo Shuai's hand was left over from before.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

At this moment, a shocking sound of gunfire came from behind the group of more than a dozen men. Everyone was stunned and quickly looked back.

I saw the large truck lying across the middle of the road slowly turning its head and driving towards this direction.

"What the hell is going on?!" The leading man turned around and shouted.

"Brother, this... this... I don't know either!?" The person next to him lowered his head and did not dare to speak loudly. Looking at the dark night around him, he couldn't help but start to tremble.

The leading man snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, raised the M4A1 in his hand and said: "Don't worry about that for now, kill this kid first, go back and get the money?!"

Hearing the word money, everyone forgot their fear and allowed the vehicles behind them to drive slowly by. The group of more than a dozen men turned around and walked towards Zuo Shuai again.

Zuo Shuai looked at the man in front of him who was less than twenty meters away from him. He became more and more nervous, and the wound on his thigh became more and more serious.

I don't know when the shotgun bullet entered my body, and I felt a vague sharp pain in my back, which was full of blood.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Just then, the big truck suddenly gave way, and a speeding Enclave off-road vehicle roared over. Only then did more than a dozen men with guns realize something was wrong, and shouted: "Get the hell out of the way, this kid is coming

Help, fuck, do it for me?!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone turned around and faced the front window of the Encore and pulled the trigger desperately. Zuo Shuai showed his head from behind the trash can. When he realized that it was not coming towards him, he quickly raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger.

.

"Bang bang bang..."

The scene was chaotic, no distinction was made between ourselves and the enemy, everything was completely disrupted.

Meng Fan in the Encore car kept dodging incoming bullets and said to Qin Xue in the back seat of the car: "You don't have to get out of the car, these people are left to you. Shoot?!"

Qin Xue sat up straight, kicked open the door of the back seat of the Encore, held up two Brownings that came from nowhere, and quickly pulled the trigger.

The Browning pistol is one of the top ten pistols in the world. Its performance and structure are completely superior to the May 4th pistol. It is manufactured by the Belgian FB state-owned arsenal and has an ammunition capacity of up to thirteen.

Qin Xue's shooting skills have to be admired. Under the dim light, he can still waste every bullet. One of the ten men will definitely fall with each shot.

Meng Fan, who was driving, looked at Qin Xue who was leaning out with trembling fear every time, and said, "Be careful, the other party is heavily armed?!"

Qin Xue smiled disapprovingly, sat back in the car, quickly changed the magazine and said: "To me, these ungrateful gangsters are on the same level as the regular professional army."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned out again, poked his head out from the other side of the car, quickly stretched out his two arms, and then quickly pulled the trigger without saying a word.

Almost all of the dozen or so men on the opposite side were shot. The bullets that were flying back and forth were like eyes, focused on him, either on his legs or on his upper body.

One by one, they fell to the ground lamely, groaning in pain. Behind them, Zuo Shuai, who was seriously injured, fought back from time to time through the trash can.

"Brother, run, this is not the way to go. The man in the car is a master, and his shooting skills are so damn accurate?!" A man grinned and covered his wound, feeling severe pain all over his body.

The leading man spat hard and shouted: "Fuck you, they are giving me a deposit, what should I do with the rest of the money?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone swallowed their saliva. In their eyes, life was more important than money at this time, and they began to hesitate whether to run away.

Under the dim street lights, there were men dressed like pirates. The cold winter weather made them extremely embarrassed, with blood all over the floor.

Angke Lei's car was about to arrive in front of him. Meng Fan stopped the car with a screeching sound, turned around and said: "Qin Xue, you drive, I will go down to save people, we must keep one alive and ask the person?!"

Qin Xue turned around without saying a word and jumped directly onto the passenger seat.

At the same time, Meng Fan opened the car door and jumped out of the car like a carp.

In the dark night, everyone saw a black shadow coming out of the car. The man headed by the other party suddenly shouted: "Be careful, someone is coming down!?"

But it was still too late. The moment Meng Fan got out of the car, he threw the coins in his hand.

"Woohoo?!"

After two sounds, the leading man held the gun in his right hand and rolled to the ground with a howling sound, crying for his father and mother.

Encore's position was less than twenty meters away from the men, and Meng Fan easily hit the target with the coin in his hand.

When more than a dozen people saw the boss crawling to the ground inexplicably, they were all frightened and stared at each other.

At this time, Encore had already driven over, and the ten or so men didn't care so much. They turned around and ran away, running as hard as they could without caring about the gunshot wounds to their legs or other parts.

After a moment, everything was over. The man who was the leader of more than a dozen killers was still rolling on the ground, clutching his injured right hand with his left hand, feeling extremely painful.

"Crunch..."

There was a sudden brake, Encore slowly stopped, and Qin Xue jumped out of the car door.

Meng Fan also arrived at this time, looked at the man rolling on the ground in front of him, and said, "Go get the beer in the car?!" After saying that, Meng Fan turned around and walked towards the trash can.

Zuo Shuai's injuries could be serious or minor. Although the wounds were not very deep and did not hit any vital points, the opponent was shot by a shotgun and the area of ​​his body was very large, so it was not easy to deal with it.

At this time, Zuo Shuai was on the verge of collapse, without any feeling in his body. When more than a dozen killers fled, he collapsed on the ground without any strength. Even breathing became a problem, and he kept letting out painful sounds.

of moans.

Meng Fan stuffed some coins in his hand into his pocket, walked slowly to Commander Zuo, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "Is it okay?!"

Zuo Shuai's dry lips were slightly cracked, and he smiled sadly: "It's okay, I can't die?!"

Meng Fan bent down to hold Zuo Shuai's arm and said jokingly: "This is just the beginning, can you still hold on?!"

Zuo Shuai gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. He slowly stood up while holding Meng Fan's arm. He sighed softly at the corner of his chapped mouth and said: "My head can withstand a bullet. This... this little injury counts."

What?!"

Meng Fan looked at Zuo Shuai's pained expression, smiled helplessly, helped him slowly walk into the car, and then returned to Qin Xue.

Qin Xue handed the beer bottle in her hand to Meng Fan and asked: "This is the bottle you want, what is it for?"

"How useful?!" Meng Fan smiled lightly, grabbed the wine bottle and threw it hard on the ground.

ps: My biggest joy today is that a book friend brother in the mobile phone area actually voted for me. Woohoo, after half a year, someone finally voted. Thank you without regrets. Even though it was just a vote, I still thank you. I know myself.

I can’t write well, so I keep working hard
Chapter completed!