Just when Fan Jianqiang was hiding behind the thick wall, gunfire came from inside again!
Fan Jianqiang's heart sank, Sun Hongchu was still inside!
At this moment, Fan Jianqiang took a pistol in his hand again, rushed out in an instant, and fired continuously inside.
Yang Wuji, who was on the sixth floor opposite, had already taken out a sniper rifle from behind the curtain and saw Fan Jianqiang through the scope.
When I saw him rushing out, I couldn't help but be frightened, and my heart was in my throat.
Fan Jianqiang's night vision ability helped him accurately locate the enemy in the thick smoke billowing from the building.
After continuous shooting, the two gunmen were killed! But the other party took six or seven hostages, pushed the hostages in front, and marched outward.
Fan Jianqiang accurately avoided the hostages, killed two of the opponents, and attracted all the opponent's firepower. Fan Jianqiang was shot again in the chest and abdomen. Although these shots could not hurt him, he was shot three times in a row.
, but it consumed 30% of the physical strength!
The other party shouted loudly from inside: "Put down the gun! Otherwise we will shoot the hostages! Those outside, put down the gun too!"
At this moment, Fan Jianqiang ducked in again and rushed in. There was already a lot of smoke inside, and for the other party, the sight was also unclear. This gave Fan Jianqiang a chance. When he rushed in, he was as light as a civet cat.
, no one saw it!
But at this moment, he used elementary invisibility and quietly approached six hostages trembling with fear, two hooded men with guns in their hands, and two other people, one male and one female.
, although they did not have guns in their hands, they walked upright, looked at each other with a calm expression, obviously they could not be hostages!
Fan Jianqiang did not take action immediately, but watched them walk out of the building exit. He appeared from behind and fired continuously, killing the gunman who threatened the most!
"Baga!" The middle-aged man in his fifties roared angrily, with cold eyes. Suddenly he swept his arm, and there was a flash of light. The hostage in front of him didn't even react. He was hit by an unknown weapon.
, cut it in half, and cut the body into two pieces!
The middle-aged man kicked out, and the upper body of the hostage was kicked in front of Fan Jianqiang.
At this moment, Fan Jianqiang felt a strong murderous intention, and his hand and forearm suddenly hurt. The middle-aged man had already arrived, and another punch came towards him.
Fan Jianqiang, who was blocked by half of the corpse, was attacked in an instant. This middle-aged man was obviously a master!
Fan Jianqiang clearly saw that the man had just waved his arm and emitted a sword-like light, and the hostage was broken into two pieces. It was precisely for this reason that Fan Jianqiang did not dare to be careless and jumped backwards.
The trigger was pulled repeatedly in his hand. The middle-aged man obviously miscalculated and struck Fan Jianqiang's forearm with a sharp blow, but it did not cut off Fan Jianqiang's arm as he imagined.
He attacked again when he was in danger, but was once again blocked by Fan Jianqiang's powerful defense. Then Fan Jianqiang fired. This pistol was a silent pistol, and the bullets were fired continuously, hitting the middle-aged man in the stomach.
The man's eyes were wide open and bloodshot, showing extremely resentment and unwillingness.
Fan Jianqiang kicked him out and cursed: "Little devil, look at what your ancestors are doing!"
At this time, the four gunmen and the middle-aged man were all killed by Fan Jianqiang, leaving only a young woman!
With a scream of grief and anger, the woman ignored the hostages, pulled out a short knife with a blade of about 20 centimeters, and rushed towards Fan Jianqiang!
"Are you mentally retarded?" Fan Jianqiang was stunned for a moment, aimed at the woman's legs and feet, fired several gunshots, and the woman fell to the ground, still holding the knife tightly in her hand, staring at Fan Jianqiang.
"###! Do you think you are Ultraman and want to kill me with your eyes?" Fan Jianqiang was dumbfounded by her stare.
He walked over and stepped on the knife. The handle of the knife pressed against the woman's hand. The woman actually didn't feel any pain and still held it tightly.
"Miss Sun, you can come out and take the hostages to a safe area." Fan Jianqiang kicked the woman's hand away and kicked the dagger away.
…
Four gunmen, including the driver, in the Honda commercial vehicle outside the building, a total of four people, including middle-aged people, nine people, were all killed by Fan Jianqiang personally, and finally captured a woman. It can be said that this member of the Dragon Group
Fan Jianqiang can handle the task alone!
The situation at that time was that if this group of people escaped, we still don’t know how much harm and impact it would cause.
This is the capital of China!
This group of people dared to go in and out with guns. They would die a hundred times even if they were killed!
Sun Hongchu walked over quickly, glanced at Fan Jianqiang with a strange expression, and led the hostage out of the building without saying anything.
Fan Jianqiang put the gun in his pocket, walked over, grabbed the woman's hair, and dragged her out like a dead dog. The woman was shot several times in the leg and couldn't move, but she grabbed it with both hands.
Fan Qiangqiang, but how could he hurt Uncle Fan at all?
The support team of the Dragon Group arrived at this time and rushed over in full force. Fan Qiangqiang left the woman to them, smiled brightly at Sun Hongchu, and said: "Tell the team leader to thank him for the information. I have something else to do.
I won’t say goodbye to him.”
Sun Hongchu didn't notice the holes in his clothes until her vision was clear now, and she exclaimed: "You were shot?"
"Haha, it's okay. I'm wearing a bulletproof vest. I'll meet you and the team leader for a drink when I have time." Fan Jianqiang walked to the hotel parking lot.
Sun Hongchu shouted from behind: "Mr. Fan! You...if you are not busy, you can leave later."
"No, I'm very busy."
Fan Jianqiang walked towards his car without looking back.
Sun Hongchu watched him leave, then got in the car and drove away. Somehow, her mind was thinking of the moment when the smoke bomb was thrown down, and he suppressed her in a domineering way, which made her experience the feeling of being protected.
Special taste.
"Thank you." Sun Hongchu murmured to herself.
She didn't know why, but when she picked up Fan Jianqiang at the designated place, which was also the first time she saw Fan Jianqiang, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It wasn't until she was protected by him that the feeling became even stronger.
It's as if he has lost his memory. He is obviously an old friend for many years, but he just can't remember him.
If that wasn't a smoke bomb, but a grenade...
When she thought of this, Sun Hongchu felt warm and moved in her heart.
…
In a spacious cafe, Fan Jianqiang ordered a cup of steaming coffee. He asked the waiter for some paper and a ballpoint pen, and chose a seat by the window.
Fan Jianqiang did not leave the capital immediately. It was not because he was not in a hurry, but because the road ahead was very congested. He simply turned the car to the entrance of a nearby coffee shop and planned to wait until the road became clearer at night before leaving.
Picking up the pen, Fan Jianqiang wrote with his left hand:
"Dear Mr. Quincy, hello, let me introduce myself first. I am a friend of Yin Boqiao, a Hong Kong businessman. Mr. Yin Boqiao's family of six, plus eight servants and bodyguards, were all killed by Mr. Quincy's men. Fourteen
It’s a human life, please ask Mr. Quincy, how do you repay this blood debt?”
"I have always taken revenge. Mr. Quincy, you can regard this as a letter of war. Murder to pay for life, and debt to pay for money. Since ancient times, it has been a matter of course. I will give you three days to arrange funeral arrangements. Three days.
Afterwards, if you are unwilling to commit suicide by committing suicide, I will personally come to your door and launch an act of revenge against your Blood Temple! I will definitely give you a profound and worth recalling memory."
When signing, Fan Jianqiang wrote the words "God of Vengeance".
After finishing writing, Fan Jianqiang took a leisurely sip of coffee and made a call to an international express company. Half an hour later, he filled in the express order according to the address on the document, and the destination was Pennsylvania, United States.
On the same day, Fan Qianqiang returned to Mohai. Before returning, Fan Qianqiang called Cheng Leijiang and asked him to help him apply for a tourist visa to the United States. At the same time, Cheng Leijiang also told him that the people he sent to Wuyishan and Jiujiang County
, all failed! The other party withdrew early!
Hearing that Fan Jianqiang was going to the headquarters of the Scarlet Temple in the United States, Cheng Leijiang was immediately moved and said: "We also have some industries in the United States. Just ask for anything you need. As long as I can satisfy it, if you need people or guns, just ask!"
"
Fan Qiangqiang said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, I don't want anything. I'm not going to fight, but Mr. Cheng, you have to pay attention to your own safety. I'm afraid that the Qin family will capture the thieves and capture the king first. You can't fall. I'm here
The front line is risking your life, you just sit in the rear and hold the line!"
Cheng Leijiang hesitated and said, "Do you really don't need me to do anything?"
Fan Qiangqiang thought for a while and said: "Otherwise, you can prepare about a thousand steel knives for me, with better quality, and prepare a few pistols and bullets for me. Oh, and another one can be convenient for me.
Cell phones used in the United States.”
"Don't worry, this is not a problem."
That night, Fan Jianqiang returned to Mohai. On his way back to Mohai, he received calls from Ouyang Xi and Shu Yanyue at the same time.
Shu Yanyue asked for his opinion and asked when he could return to Mohai. Fan Qianqiang had to go out, so he asked Shu Yanyue to stay in Guocheng and wait for his call. Although he could hear Shu Yanyue's worried mood, this
There is nothing that can be done about it.
Ouyang Xi also asked him when he would go to New Haven to celebrate the New Year with her. Fan Qiangqiang told her that he was applying for a visa and it was estimated that he would be able to go there in two days at most.
This night, Fan Qianqiang spent another night on the highway. While letting Bald Brother Lu and Fatty Meng take turns to pose, he came to the small island in the lake.
After everyone's concerted efforts over the past few days, the villa has been almost completed, and now there are only some finishing touches left.
The island villa has three floors in total, actually three and a half floors, with the last half floor being the rooftop.
The outer circle is made of natural wood fence posts. The ancient wood elves strive for perfection and carve every wooden post. Each of them is an art master. Let’s not look at the villa itself. Just the wooden posts on the outside are just like this.
It can be called a work of art! Every root is carefully carved, and most of them are various kinds of exotic birds and animals. It is like hundreds of exotic birds and animals guarding the villa in the middle, which has a very exotic style.
In addition to materials from this small world, the materials used in the villa also include wood carefully selected by the ancient wood elves in the east coast forest. Around the villa, there are some different fruit trees planted, half of which are from the tiles.
The special tree species in the small world of Surava were transplanted by the ancient wood elves.
The wooden structure of the villa uses white paint as the main color, highlighting the holy and noble tone. Various beautiful pictures are carefully painted on each wall. The shape of the entire villa is geometric and not single.
The square or cylindrical shape is unique and perfectly faithful to the concept of the design drawings.
On the rooftop of the villa, there is a layer of gum from a certain plant in the small world of Vasurava. When you step on it, you will have a special elastic touch, and it is very beautiful, as if it is translucent jelly.
It's thick and beautiful, and the gum is covered with petals, making it even more colorful.
A three-story villa, you can feel a special warm feeling when you walk inside. The unique curved staircase and every detail fully reflect a high-end and classy style, and a special sense of letting go.
A taste that makes people feel comfortable.
Everyone has come to visit this art-like villa, and everyone is full of praises, but no one is too envious, because the West Bank where they live will slowly build more beautiful villas!