The fifth thousand five hundred and eighth chapter this road is blocked
Amidst the young monk's hurried shouting, a figure emerged from the narrow exit in front of Wan Lin like lightning. Wan Lin and others saw at a glance that Shao Shao held the young monk in front of him and walked out of the exit very quickly.
He rushed out of the exit, almost clinging to the figure of the old beggar who was thrown out.
The pistol in Shazhao's right hand was pressed tightly against the little monk's chest, and his left hand was tightly hugging the little monk's neck. When the boy rushed out, he saw several figures under the guardrail on the roof of the building in front of him, aiming at him with guns raised!
The boy reacted quickly. He immediately stopped his forward movement and rushed diagonally towards the side of the exit. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Put down the gun! Or I will kill this boy!" The pistol in his right hand also raised violently.
He got up and instantly aimed at the temple on the little monk's head.
At this moment, bursts of rapid sirens suddenly sounded from the quiet community. Police cars roared into the abandoned community and then stopped with rapid braking sounds. A large number of heavily armed police cars rushed into the abandoned community.
The special police officers followed and jumped out of the police car. They scattered and ran towards the rows of old bungalows surrounding the small building.
Snipers carrying long sniper rifles quickly jumped up to the roofs of the bungalows around the small building and the surrounding garbage piles. The snipers lay down on high places and raised their black muzzles towards the roof of the building.
Taking aim, their right hands quickly raised and they quickly pulled the bolt of the sniper rifle.
In the open space around the small building, armed police members and policemen also appeared at the same time. In the blink of an eye, a large number of heavily armed police and armed police soldiers were densely scattered around the small building, and the black muzzles of their guns shot out in an instant.
They were all looking toward the rooftops and corners of the community.
Razor followed the old beggar who was thrown out and rushed out of the exit. Then he saw several figures kneeling on one knee under the guardrail on the roof of the building in front of him. The assault rifle in his hand was aimed at him. He pointed the muzzle of the gun at the young monk.
His head rushed out sideways.
But as soon as he rushed out to the side, he saw a figure on the side, holding a pistol in both hands and aiming at his head. He couldn't feel any life in his body.
When Razor saw the figure in front of him, a look of astonishment suddenly flashed in his eyes. This person was like a ghost that had been integrated with the surrounding scenery, and the black muzzle of the gun in his hand was silently aimed at his head.
This kid was so shocked that he raised his left foot and kicked the roof of the building in front of him, hugging the little monk and retreating like lightning. He really didn't expect that there was someone silent at such a close distance.
Standing next to him without a breath, he was like a ghost, but he didn't notice anything after he rushed out of the exit.
This figure standing quietly on the side of the exit really surprised Razor, a spy who was extremely sensitive to danger! He knew in his heart that if he hadn't been holding hostages in his hands, he might have been hidden on the side of the exit the moment he showed his head.
The figure was shot in the head!
As Razor retreated, he was shocked and raised the little monk in his hand upwards. A cold light flashed between the fingers of his left hand holding the little monk's neck, and the pistol in his right hand was raised towards the figure on the side.
The boy Shazhao's emergency reaction was very quick. He raised the little monk to block his body vitals, and raised the pistol in his right hand forward. But at this moment, the figure on the side seemed like a ghost, and suddenly disappeared from the roof of the side building where he was standing just now.
, a strong wind roared towards the razor!
A look of horror flashed across Shazhao's eyes. He hugged the little monk's neck tightly with his left hand and rushed to the side at an accelerated speed. The strength of this boy's hand was extremely strong. The little monk whose neck was tightly held by him was already
His face turned red from the intense suffocation! The little monk's two hands had already been raised, tightly grasping the raised arm of the razor.
At the moment when Shao Yao rushed to the other side of the exit, a figure appeared on the side like lightning. In a strong wind of palm, Bao Ya's shouts were already heard: "You bastard, this road is blocked, go back!"
Wang Dali, Kong Dazhuang and Yu Wenyu were scattered around, the black muzzles of several assault rifles still aimed at the boy's head, and there was a strong murderous aura in their eyes.
Amidst Bao Ya's fierce palm blow, the pistol in Shao Shao's right hand that was raising forward suddenly dropped downwards. The kid kicked the ground hard with his right foot, and then changed direction and retreated to the side and back, still holding his left hand tightly.
Holding the little monk's neck.
Shazhao's movements were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had avoided Bao Ya's volleying palm force and quickly retreated to the exit. Just when he hijacked the young monk and was about to retreat back into the building, there were two loud shouts.
Suddenly a voice sounded from behind him: "Get out!"
Two strong palm winds were like a strong wind, suddenly pouring out from the narrow exit. The razor was caught off guard and staggered back, but his powerful left hand still hugged the young monk's neck tightly.
.The cold light emerging from between his fingers was faintly visible on the young monk's thin neck.
This kid already understood at this critical moment that the other party did not directly shoot him to kill him because the hostage in his hand told them to throw a rat weapon. As long as he still held the neck of the little hostage in front of him, the other party would not dare to easily
shot.
Therefore, the boy was still hugging the young monk's neck tightly despite the fierce winds of his palms. At this moment, the sharp blade between his fingers shone with dazzling cold light in the sun, but
The blade did not penetrate deeply into the young monk's neck.
He just made a series of blood marks on the young monk's thin neck with sharp blades in his quick actions, but he did not apply any force on his hands to kill the young monk he held hostage.
Because at this moment when he was about to die at any time, this kid already understood that the little hostage in his hand was the only straw for his survival. Otherwise, when he rushed out of the roof exit, he would have been beaten to pieces by the dense rain of bullets.
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Amid the fierce palm force coming out of the exit, Shao Shao staggered a few steps forward. As he followed, he saw that the ghostly figure just now was already standing five meters in front of him, and a black shadow was heading toward him like lightning.
Fly to the edge of the building.
The pupils in Shazhao's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a needle. He could see at this moment that the old beggar he had just thrown out was flying out of the opponent's raised left hand and heading straight for a tall man on the side.
The strong man flew away.
The figure in front of the razor moved very quickly, and threw out the still unconscious beggar with his left hand. The pistol he held tightly in his right hand was still aimed straight at his razor's head!
At this moment, two figures jumped out of the exit behind Shazhao like lightning. The figures of Feng Dao and Zhang Wa followed Shazhao's staggering forward, threw themselves out of the exit, and rolled forward on the roof of the building.