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Chapter 379 Don't Repair the Gun

Through the conversation between these people, Xu Chuan roughly figured out what was going on. The baby was the illegitimate son of Mexican drug lord Dito Flores. After his mother became pregnant, she ran to the United States without telling it.
It is obviously discovered now. Gideon killed the poor mother and snatched the child. During the process, he had a conflict with the Los Angeles police, and then he became what he is now.
‘Dito Flores’, when he heard this name, Xu Chuan’s expression was very wonderful. You should know that he had killed Daniel, his subordinates’ “voice” and stole a lot of money.
‘This is really a narrow road for enemies’. Four gangsters piled the sofas and some movable furniture in the store on the gaps in the door and windows, creating obstacles for the police to enter.
These four people are all outlaws and are definitely the backbone of the Flores group, especially Gideon. If he is arrested, the CIA will never let him go. The other three are also guilty, and they know too much about Dito, and the possibility of being silenced is greater.
They might resist with all their might and then pull these people to be buried with them before they die. Xu Chuan squatted in the crowd and seriously calculated how great this possibility was. If possible, he really didn't want to kill people in front of the Los Angeles police.
Xuela was blocked by him. Although there was more exchange of interests between them and physical gusts, this did not mean that she could easily watch her die.
He quickly made various plans in his mind and then was denied by himself, and there was no possibility of saving everyone's lives.
"Gideon, half an hour is definitely not enough. I can't raise 20 million US dollars in such a short time." Avery is trying to delay time. Whether it is an off-road vehicle or US dollar, the government will definitely not agree.
However, just now the mayor had personally inquired about the progress of the case, which shows that someone has begun to put pressure on these politicians.
SWAT intends to blast the walls of the houses on both sides. The problem now is that they do not know the location of the hostages and may be injured by accident.
"Officer, I know you're delaying time." Then there was a gunshot.
Gideon was very decisive and asked someone to press the new actor named Jennifer Cruz at the door and shoot directly at the head, causing the young lady who is likely to win the Oscar to fall to the ground and die.
Sudden screams and sobs sounded from the hostages. This is not filming, these lunatics can really kill people.
"Official, this is the first one." Gideon pulled Xuela behind Xu Chuan and let the police see her face through the window, "Give you ten minutes, otherwise the next one will be her."
"This is raised by Bichi." Avery's face turned ashen, so the police had no way out. The media was broadcasting live, and the scenes of hostages being killed must have spread throughout the United States.
"Does the sniper have a chance?"
"No, there is no way to kill everyone at the same time, there is danger of hostages." Chris, a female SWAT team member, has been staring at the building with Remington 700.
"Hongdu, prepare for action, we only have ten minutes." The commander of SWAT also came to the scene. The case crisis and opportunity coexisted, and it is definitely worth taking the risk to compete for credit.
Two SWAT teams gathered together and prepared to act at the same time. Martin Riggs, a former SEAL member, also joined in. The Robbery and Murder Department could not miss this opportunity, otherwise the blame for the hostage death would be on them.
"Doctor Cahill, come and contact them and try your best to attract Gideon's attention." Avery also put on a bulletproof vest, and he still had to fight for his career.
The bandits on the other side were not idle either. They were laying explosives on the wall on the west side. ‘Damn, this grandson is so cruel. He deliberately made the police attack desperately, and then prepared to eat the police and force the police or the Los Angeles city government back to the negotiating table.’
Gideon is very familiar with the police's case handling process. He knows that the police cannot agree to his request. Once the hostage dies, SWAT will definitely start attacking. What he wants are these people, whether it is the corpse or the wounded. These police are the bargaining chips he makes for the request.
"Madam, you don't seem to be very scared." Gideon looked at Xuela with interest. Although the woman's expression was nervous, she was surprisingly calm compared to others.
"No, I'm very scared." Xuela's right hand tightly pinched her left arm, looking at Jennifer's body lying on the ground, which made her tremble. This girl, who was less than 20, was mocking her for being old-fashioned.
Gideon followed her eyes and looked at Xu Chuan, who was squatting in the corner with his head down. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "These yellow monkeys are all cowards. I changed my mind. Antonio pulled him out and killed him."
A Mexican gangster with long hair tied a ponytail behind his head walked over and pulled Xu Chuan up and pushed him in front of Gideon.
Xu Chuan lowered his head and acted very afraid. As the other party pushed, his feet staggered and hit another person, "Don't kill me." His tone trembled and prayed, as if he was already scared to death.
Gideon had a ridiculous look on his face, "I hate these Asians the most, the self-righteous guys." Just as he took out his gun and made a hole in the man's face, the hit Mexican suddenly raised his hands and screamed.
The gorgeously decorated razor was really sharp. It easily cut the man's wrist in Xu Chuan's hand, and then quickly grabbed the Beretta 92FS he inserted between his waist with his left hand.
At the same time, the razor on his right hand shook Gideon's neck. As soon as he made a move, Xu Chuan knew, "Damn it, it's thrown it in a crook."
‘Ah!’, with a scream, the crooked razor flew over Gideon’s left cheek, and took half of his ear, and blood instantly flowed half of his face.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The Beretta 92FS I grabbed, Xu Chuan twisted his waist, pressed the gun tightly to the side of his waist, and fired in a very twisted posture, just like a cowboy in American Western films a long time ago, the guy with his wrist cut off in front of him was shot twice in the abdomen.
There is no way to shoot at a very close range in a small space and there is no time to set up your POSS. Taking out the gun and directly shooting at the target is the best way. The most important principle is to fire the enemy first, and if you can't do it, you should hide quickly and pray that the other party is a rookie.
The next goal was to push his long ponytail, and two consecutive bullets were in the middle of his abdomen and chest. He groaned and fell to the ground. Such a close distance was enough to make him lose his ability to move.
Xu Chuan kept telling himself, 'Don't replenish the gun', this is not a war zone, there is also a group of policemen outside, there is an essential difference between killing and injuring the gun after being shot.
He didn't want to cause trouble, and when the limelight passed, there were ways to kill these guys.
The only remaining uninjured bandit had raised the G36C in its hand. Xu Chuan pulled the already shocked Xuela beside him and quickly rushed to the back of a decorated marble statue.
A series of bullets hit the statue and splashed gravel. The material used for this thing is really real.
Unlike most people's perception, even at close range, if you have not trained to shoot moving targets, the success rate is very low. Sometimes it is better to rely on luck to capture it.
Xu Chuan hid behind the sturdy statue without any choice. In this case, he could handle two and a half, which was already the limit, but he didn't know if the Los Angeles police outside were powerful.
"Bang", this is the sound of the .300 Win Mag bullet, and the sound of the G36C automatic rifle came to an abrupt end.
"LAPD", a group of policemen rushed in shouting, "Put down the gun."
Chapter completed!
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