Qin Feng fired bullets while rolling in the grass.
Bang bang bang...
Two of the three shots hit the man in the middle, killing him.
The gunmen were obviously not vegetarians. In the end, the two of them looked at each other and stood back to back. One of them would shoot and the other would cooperate with the support. When one of them fired bullets, the other would immediately change from support to main attack, giving his companions time to change their magazines.
Qin Feng held his breath and galloped in one direction. The wind blew under his feet and his speed was staggering.
After finally successfully reaching the side of the two of them, they thought Qin Feng was still at his original position.
He jumped out suddenly and shot with a flick of his hand.
Snapped……
The bullet flew straight into the temple of the gunman on the left, and a mixture of blood and gunshot sprayed out.
go to hell!
Qin Feng pulled the trigger for the second time, confident that he would kill the last person with the same shot.
Click...
The bullet did not fire out, and the sound was the sound of the firing pin hitting the air.
Damn it, the magazine can obviously hold fifteen rounds of bullets, but this guy Mao only holds twelve rounds. Did you eat the remaining three rounds, or did you give them to your girlfriend as a souvenir?
What a mistake!
Qin Feng almost regretted it. This was his first time using this type of domestic Type 92 pistol. He had only seen its introduction in the literature before: 9 mm caliber, 15 rounds of ammunition, effective range of 50 meters, simple structure and strong practicality.
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If it was a pistol he had used, he could judge how many bullets were left in the magazine based on the weight. Because it had not been used, he subconsciously thought it was full of bullets.
He had been exposed to the last gunman's gun, and now he started to dodge. He could only avoid the vital points of his body, but could not avoid being hit.
Just when his heart had turned cold, a gunshot rang out.
The result was not as he had concluded, it was the gunman who was shot. A bullet hit the back of his head, his skull was blown off, and he died immediately.
The gunman fell down, and Qin Feng saw Shu Yajing standing behind, holding a gun in her right hand and looking very heroic.
call……
He let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this girl arrived in time, otherwise, he would be in danger!
Just as she was about to say a few words of thanks, Shu Jinghua, who looked heroic, suddenly bent down, covered her mouth, and began to vomit.
Damn it, didn't I just roll around in the grass a few times? Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was so embarrassing that it made you vomit?
He quickly knew the answer. It wasn't because of his appearance. Shu Jinghua was frightened by the extremely miserable corpse in front of her. Especially when she shot the thing in the back of the head, the white liquid made her involuntarily think of what she had eaten in the morning.
Tofu curd.
It turned out that it was his first time to kill someone, and Qin Feng knew it. He was so handsome, how could he make a policewoman sick to the point of vomiting? Hehe.
He Muqing, who arrived a little later, almost regretted it to death. In terms of marksmanship and skill, she always felt that she was superior to Shu Yajing, but when others seized the opportunity to show off, she gained nothing.
One thing she had to admit was that Su Yajing ran too fast, and those who followed her could only fall behind.
"You two, what on earth is going on?" Qin Feng asked angrily.
He Muqing's eyes widened: "You ask me, who am I going to ask? Several of my people have died. Do you think the gunman was sent by me?"
"I don't care who sent the gunman, but you won't deny the fishing and law enforcement, right?" Qin Feng stared at her face and said word by word: "Pretend to be a bartender in a club, and then instruct his men.
You’re arresting me under the pretext of cracking down on pornography, girl, you look much uglier in a police uniform than in a stewardess outfit!”
He Muqing's pretty face turned red. She didn't expect that things would develop to such an extent, let alone just appear in front of Qin Feng and reveal her secrets.
Seeing that she was silent, Qin Feng turned to Police Officer Shu, who had recovered a little, and said, "Sister Police, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would have been seriously injured even if it wasn't for you. Your marksmanship is so accurate!"
Shu Yajing raised her hand to say something, but her eyes fell on the dead body involuntarily, and she immediately covered her mouth and started to vomit.
Qin Feng shrugged. It seemed that the police had to give the police some time to adapt.
He walked towards the corpse closest to him, squatted down and began to examine it.
He Muqing immediately shouted: "What are you going to do? Are you responsible for destroying the scene? Stop with me immediately and wait for the forensic doctor to come."
Qin Feng hummed: "Don't worry, I won't destroy the body! To tell you the truth, as long as I want to, I won't even leave any clues about me at the scene, including footprints, fingerprints and the like."
This is not bragging, he does have such skills.
He Muqing glared at him angrily, and suddenly said coldly: "Really? It's not surprising. In the recent shooting case in the suburbs and the murder case in the village in the city, your fingerprints were not found in any of them."
"That's right, I'm not that stupid to leave clues for you..." Qin Feng suddenly realized that he had been fooled and quickly shut up.
He Muqing pinched her waist with both hands: "It is indeed you. Since you admit it, then..."
Qin Feng interrupted her: "What do I admit? Everything must be based on evidence. You must present the evidence first!"
He Muqing was startled. Thinking back to what he said just now, although he let it slip, he did not say that he was the one who killed the person. It was not considered evidence at all.
But it's not her character to just admit defeat like that.
Qin Feng found clues on the dead bodies. Several people had a strange pattern tattooed on the inside of their right arms.
"Come and see what this is?" he invited He Muqing.
He Muqing walked over angrily and frowned when she saw the graphic: "I've never seen it before. This symbol seems to be a character, yes, a seal character."
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "What word?"
"Sheng!" He Muqing said with certainty: "The new character "Sheng" is a kind of ancient seal script. It was rarely used after Qin Shihuang unified the world. It is obviously different from the later Xiaozhuan script."
It was the Shengmen who avenged Sun Kui. Qin Feng thought of the key.
He Muqing also thought of something, and said with a strong sarcastic tone: "You still don't admit it? If you hadn't killed Sun Kui, why would anyone in the Sheng family kill you?"
If she had felt guilty towards Qin Feng before, she had disappeared without a trace now. Originally, she thought she had harmed Qin Feng, but now it seems that it was entirely Qin Feng's responsibility, and he had to deal with the four dead special policemen.
Responsible.
Qin Feng glanced at her: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. I have no way to tell! The responsibility is still yours. If you hadn't gone fishing to enforce the law, if you hadn't asked them to bring me here, would I have been ambushed?
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He Muqing was furious. She wanted to refute but couldn't think of anything to refute.
Shu Yajing finally felt comfortable. She weakly raised a hand: "I seemed to see a reflection over there just now. It should be a night vision device. I suspect that in addition to these eight people, there are also their accomplices."