As soon as he closed the car door, Stringer froze and waited for three seconds before replying in blunt Chinese: "Yes, what's the matter?"
"You parked illegally, please give me your driver's license and ID card!" the patrol policeman who came forward said seriously.
When Monica saw this, she begged for mercy like an ordinary citizen: "SIR, give me a chance, we will move the car right now!"
The bald Qiangwo took advantage of Monica's negotiation opportunity to stretch his body and observe the surrounding situation, and surprisingly found that no one paid attention here.
At this time, another patrol police officer also came over: "Stop blabbering, driver's license and ID card!" As he spoke, his hand cautiously touched the gun on his waist.
The three of them exchanged quick glances. Monica took two steps forward, reached into the pocket in front of her tall chest, and took out a card that looked similar to an ID card.
Monica is a woman and she has a hot figure. When the two patrol officers saw that she took out something like an ID card from her chest, they immediately became less vigilant.
"SIR, this is my ID card!" Monica took two steps forward, stretched out her pink arm and handed the ID card to the patrol policeman who was closer to her.
Just when the patrol officer reached out to pick up her ID card, Monica suddenly grabbed the patrol officer's wrist and held it close to her. Her free hand was like a knife, and her sharp nails sliced open it mercilessly.
At the same time, Qiang Wo's stretched hand suddenly waved, and after a whoosh, a dagger handle appeared in the throat of another patrol policeman who had not yet recovered.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. The two patrol policemen covered their necks and fell to the ground before they even had time to make a sound.
Seeing that the sneak attack was successful, Stringer greeted: "Get in the car!" He knew that the three of them had a special image, and it would not be easy to escape even if they blended into the crowd, so it was better to leave by car.
Monica and Qiang Wola opened the car door and were about to get in the car. "Beep beep, woo--", a patrol motorcycle arrived. The male police officer on the car took a quick glance at the two colleagues lying in a pool of blood, and thought
Without thinking, he pulled out his gun and pointed it at Monica, a white woman: "Don't move, put your hands on the roof of the car, quickly!"
How could Monica listen to him? Before he could finish speaking, she had already gotten into the car.
"Snapped!"
After all, it was a veteran mounted policeman with seven years of police experience. He fired without hesitation. Unfortunately, he missed the car window and hit the front windshield.
"Wow!"
The car's windshield shattered in an instant, and Stringer, who was in the driver's seat, buried his body when the male mounted policeman pointed his gun at him, and pulled out the Shaying from his waist.
As soon as the 38:38 gunfire rang out, the surrounding crowd was stunned for a moment, then screamed and fled. At this time, Stringer poked out half of his dark head, exposed one eye, and paid out the sand.
Eagle, without even a moment's hesitation, fired back at the male mounted policeman.
Fearon, who was at the west end of the street, heard the gunshots. Without saying a word, he pulled out his newly issued Glock 17 and told Baoniu, "Go and drive!" He himself ran towards the place where the gunshots were heard.
Although this was the first time for the male mounted policeman to fight in actual combat, he was a member of a gun club and had practiced a lot, so he was not too frightened when it came to fighting. Originally, he was not too scared when he saw the big black man in the car holding out a sand hawk.
Unexpectedly, the white woman and the bald man also pulled out short guns, and immediately screamed: "Oh my God!" They then rolled and crawled to a small truck next to the motorcycle. Even so, they were still carried away by stray bullets.
A piece of flesh on his calf was injured, and the pain made his whole body convulse and tremble.
Seeing that the male mounted policeman had escaped the first round of bullets, Qiangwo, who was very murderous, wanted to get out of the car and kill him. Monica stopped him and said: "A large number of police will be here soon, the best way to go!"
Stringer obviously agreed with Monica's point of view, and immediately planned to drive, but unexpectedly he couldn't start the ignition: "Get out of the car and walk!"
Monica and Qiangwo knew that this was not the time to hesitate, so they immediately opened the door and got out of the car. The three of them had just left the car with short guns in hand when they spotted Szhuangge rushing from the west with a gun in his hand.
Phelan of the gun.
Fearon naturally discovered the three of Stroger, and while shouting "police" to show his identity, he opened fire.
While the three of them hid behind the wall behind the car, they also flew towards Phelan and fired back. Although they missed the target, several bullets pierced Phelan's oily skin.
"Yes, they are definitely professionals. It seems that these three must be militants." Feilun cursed secretly and had to hide behind the wall of the side alley, but before his body completely entered the bunker, he still
He did not forget to throw a shot at the opponent's hiding position.
I saw a spark drawing a wonderful arc under the not-so-bright sky, flying directly to the side of Stringer's head. His entire left half of his body was instantly stained red with blood, and even red and white syrup was sprinkled on it.
came out.
Xie Yixin happened to see this magical scene when she drove to the scene of the firefight, and was immediately impressed by Feilun's marksmanship. If the "ping ping ping ping ping" of gunfire hadn't stopped all around, she would definitely have gone to him to ask for his autograph.
Monica and Jon Wo were also severely shocked by Faeron's gun flick, but after all, the two had been on the battlefield for a long time, and then quietly changed their cover positions, alternately firing and retreating, and even more viciously pushing out the people huddled in the corner from time to time.
Innocent people make Faerun a slave to the enemy.
At this time, Baoniu had reached behind Feilun with a gun, secretly thinking that he was too vigilant about what was behind him, but Feilun didn't even look back and handed the gun over with his backhand, saying: "Let's switch guns!"
"
"What?" Although Xie Yixin asked, her hands did not stop and she immediately exchanged weapons with Feilun.
After Feilun removed the safety on Xie Yixin's wall, he said: "The other party is already retreating. You stand in my position and fire a shot from time to time to attract attention. Just don't knock down innocent citizens."
After that, without waiting for Baoniu to agree, she ran away from the side alley.
"Hey, hey!" Xie Yixin also wanted to call Feilun, but she didn't want to hear a series of gunshots "bang bang bang bang bang" from the other side, hitting the corner of the wall and making her unable to even stretch out the gun, let alone
Fired back.
Just when Xie Yixin was holding her head and waiting for the opponent's wave of firepower to end, she inadvertently found a small lens placed in the corner, and suddenly realized, no wonder Feilun knew she had arrived without looking back! Thinking of this, although Xie Yixin still couldn't figure it out.
Why did Faerun want to exchange weapons with her, but he no longer had any doubts about Faerun's order to attract her attention.
"Bang bang bang!"
As soon as the opponent's firepower stopped, Xie Baoniu stretched out one hand, dodged half of her head and fired several shots. Although her action was very standard, in the eyes of Fei Lun, she might be seeking death. If Fei Lun had known about her earlier,
If she fights back like this, she will never be allowed to stay here and attract attention.
Fortunately, Monica and Qiangwo had already begun to retreat after the previous wave of attacks. They judged only by the sound of gunshots, and never expected that the original shooting position had been replaced.
Fearon ran all the way, quickly recalling the map of this area in his mind, imagining himself as Monica and Jianwo, and predicting the best escape route for each other.
After Monica and Qiangwo rushed out of the side alley, they forced a taxi to stop with guns. However, they were very smart and knew that there was a master like Faylan behind them and could chase them at any time, so they did not shoot, but Mo
While Nika was dragging the driver out of the car, her nails scratched the driver's carotid artery. Fearon knew that if Fiber came after them, it would be difficult to catch up with them, so he detoured to the intersection of Johnston Road and Feminglin Road in advance and turned sideways.
Hiding behind the electric pole, he knelt down on one knee and aimed at the direction he was coming from, with the muzzle of his gun pointed at the road.
"Zhila——"
In just three or four seconds, the harsh sound of wheels scraping against the ground could be heard, and a taxi was speeding towards her. Fearon immediately caught sight of Monica, a white woman in the driver's seat.
There were not many vehicles on the street, but it could still interfere with Ferran's shooting angle and timing. He had to concentrate on the street. Although his eyes were locked on the speeding taxi, his eyes were half-closed to prevent the other party from noticing in advance.
opportunity, and my mind was constantly calculating where the white woman would drive the car after the tire was shot.
The taxi soon entered the Glock 17's ultimate shooting range. Fearon murmured to himself: "Now!" Before the words left his mouth, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"boom!"
At this time, Monica and Qiang Wo were like frightened birds. They were frightened by the spear-throwing skill that Ferran had used before. They were still scared when they thought about it now, so they almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. However, they were just two or three hundred meters away when they were hit by
Fearon's shot hit the front tire, making a "pop" sound.
The entire taxi suddenly lost control and hit the sidewalk guardrail and street light on the other side. It knocked down the metal lamp post with its base buried in the ground and finally stopped. It didn't hit it in the whole process.
A passing car is a miracle.
Seeing this situation, Fearon rushed over with a gun in hand. When he was about ten meters away from the taxi, he slowed down, pointed the muzzle of the gun in the direction of the car window, and shouted: "Police! Climb slowly.
Come out and put your hands where I can see... I'm going to make you put your fucking hands where I can see!!"
Although Feilun was in an absolute advantage at this time, he did not dare to relax at all on the street, for fear that the other party would shoot randomly at the citizens watching the excitement not far away, and then he would be the end of the police force.
Fortunately, the taxi hit her hard. Monica in the driver's seat lay motionless with her head on the steering wheel, possibly because she was dizzy. As for the bald Qiangwo in the back seat, he was shaking his head, obviously confused.
Fearon ripped off the car door, which made the surrounding citizens stunned for a moment, but then they were relieved. They thought the door was broken. However, they didn't know that the door was not broken at all, and it was Fearon who pulled it off.
"Get down quickly, I'll kill you with my hands!" Feilun raised his gun and aimed at Qiang Wo's bald head, "Come out slowly! Lie on the ground!!"
At this time, Monica in the driver's seat moved slightly.
"Bang!"
The airbag that had not deployed suddenly popped out, pinching Monica to death and startling Fearon at the same time.
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