On the road in front of the main entrance of Xiangquan on the Left Bank, a dilapidated Iveco braked to a sudden stop, and then the door opened with a bang. A burly man dressed in black with a bandit hat on his head jumped out of the car.
.
He held a microgun in each hand, his eyes were fierce, his whole body exuded a fierce aura, and the muzzle of the gun was spitting out fire snakes.
"Da da da da da..."
The intense gunfire broke the tranquility of the night, and bullet casings flew out one after another.
Under the flash of gunfire, the crazy look in those cold eyes was extremely obvious.
"Damn, the response is pretty quick!"
"I want to see which one is faster, your movements or my bullets!"
"Jiang Muyang, go to hell!!!"
The man yelled crazily, fired his gun, and approached the Left Bank Xiangquan with long strides.
Behind him, four more men, also dressed in black and wearing bandit hats, jumped out of the car, holding micro-chargers in their hands and pulling the trigger crazily.
The six micro-charges roared together!
Countless bullets were fired at the door and walls of the villa.
There was a crackling sound and sparks bursting.
The wall was immediately riddled with holes.
This scene is comparable to "A Better Tomorrow".
Nearby residents and passers-by were already frightened out of their wits, running around screaming, hiding in corners and tremblingly calling the police.
Faced with this violent fire suppression, even Jiang Muyang had to temporarily avoid the edge.
After he ducked to avoid the first wave of shots, he lightly moved his hands on the ground and flew out almost close to the ground. Then he hooked his right hand at the corner of the wall, spun around in the air, and hid.
Behind the corner.
After Jiang Muyang hid in the blind spot of the five men in gangster hats, the bullets came belatedly and followed the trajectory he had avoided.
"Oh shit!"
When the leading man saw that all the bullets were empty, he frowned and cursed in a low voice. Then without any hesitation, he walked away and chased Jiang Muyang towards where he was hiding.
Obviously he won’t stop until he kills Jiang Muyang!
Behind him, the other four people also dispersed and quickly surrounded him in a fan shape.
But just then.
"call out!"
A soft sound came.
Then there was a "bang" sound, and the man on the far left jerked his head back as if he had been struck by lightning, and a stream of blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, his body collapsed and there was no more movement.
The person closest to the man squatted down and touched the artery in his neck. His pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted loudly to the leading man, "Third brother, Ah Quan is gone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another "whoosh" sound.
As soon as the man finished speaking, his head tilted, he fell to the ground, his body twitched twice, and he died.
"Kill my brother!???"
"Jiang Muyang! Get out!!!"
The third brother's eyes instantly turned red and he roared loudly.
Veins popped out in both of his arms, and he pressed the trigger with both hands. Countless bullets shot the walls of the villa into pieces and were riddled with holes.
But what responded to him was the third slight sound of breaking through the air.
Almost at the same time, the man on the right side of the third brother groaned and fell to the ground.
"The idea is tough, third brother, please leave quickly!"
The man on the far right shouted, instead of retreating, he advanced towards the corner of the villa, "You bastard! Give me back my brother's life!!!"
The courage is commendable.
However……
"call out!"
"Bang!"
The man had just rushed out five or six meters before his head was shot through, and blood spurted out from the back of his head.
The body was thrown backward by a strong force.
"A Fei!!!" The third brother's eyes were splitting after seeing it, he roared sadly, and pressed the trigger harder with both hands.
But this time.
"Ka! Ka! Ka! Ka!"
The sound of the firing pin going empty was heard, and all the bullets were fired.
The third brother's eyes were red, and he threw Wei Chong away. Then he opened his jacket and took out a dark green thing from the inner pocket of the jacket.
It's actually...a grenade!
"Go to hell!"
The third brother directly pulled out the safety catch and threw the grenade.
"boom!!!"
An explosion sounded.
There was a flash of fire and thick smoke billowing.
After throwing the grenade, the third brother still did not give up. He pulled out two pistols from his waist and pressed the bolts with his shoe.
Then, with his waist crouched, and under the cover of the smoke from the explosion, he rushed towards the corner with guns in both hands.
Rush forward and shoot at the same time.
"Hang-kong-kong-kong!"
Soon, the third brother rushed to the corner.
But there is no one behind the corner!
The third brother seemed to have thought of something, turned around suddenly, raised the gun with both hands, and was about to pull the trigger.
But before he could shoot, his hands trembled violently at the same time, and his fingers opened unconsciously.
The gun flew out of his hand.
The third brother's hands were shaking uncontrollably. Although he was not injured, he felt a strong sense of numbness and could not even complete a simple action like making a fist.
He felt horrified in his heart.
Just now, something seemed to hit the barrel of the gun with such force that it shook his hand away and knocked the gun away.
"Tap! Tread! Tread! Tread!"
Just then.
There was a sound of leisurely footsteps.
Although the voice was not high, it was like beating big drums in the third brother's heart, making his heart beat a little faster.
Soon, a figure slowly walked out of the smoke.
"Ginger! Mu! Yang!"
The third brother stared at Jiang Muyang with scarlet eyes, full of hatred, his voice was hoarse and low, and he looked like he was going to crush Jiang Muyang to ashes.
Jiang Muyang looked at his third brother calmly and asked, "Who sent you here?"
"The Lord of Hell sent me!" the third brother replied with a stiff neck, then his expression changed, he kicked the ground heavily with his left foot, and threw himself towards the gun two meters away to the right.
The movements are very agile.
But there is someone faster than him.
Jiang Muyang opened the five fingers of his right hand and slowly rotated it. A blade of grass on the ground flew into his hand as if it was pulled by an invisible thin thread.
Then, Jiang Muyang flicked his wrist.
The blades of grass shot out with a slight sound of breaking through the air.
"laugh!"
Just when the third brother was about to grab the gun, the weak blade of grass shot through his palm like a steel knife!
Immediately blood surged.
The third brother let out a muffled groan, and a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people!
"You, you are the Grandmaster!!!"
The third brother turned around suddenly, looked at Jiang Muyang like a monster, took a breath, and lost his voice.
"Grandmaster, are you very strong?" Jiang Muyang smiled indifferently, then his eyes turned cold, and he stared at the third brother and asked again, "Tell me, who are you?"
Jiang Muyang's gaze made the third brother feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
Even though it was summer, he felt a bone-chilling chill.
However, the third brother is a tough gangster who licks blood from the knife edge. He has an extremely strong psychological quality. With a heart, he said: "I admit defeat for what happened today. If you want to kill me, just do it! But you remember, one day,
Someone will take revenge on me! I’ll wait for you in hell! Hahaha, hahahaha!”
The third brother laughed maniacally.
"If that's the case, then go die."
Jiang Muyang lost his patience and gently twirled his right hand again, and a blade of grass flew into his hand.
But just when Jiang Muyang was about to kill the third brother.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
The sirens roared.
"Don't move!"
"Hands up!"
The police's shouts came.
Jiang Muyang frowned slightly, but finally let go of his fingers and let the blades of grass fall.
Now that we have returned to the city, we still have to abide by some rules and order, otherwise we will face endless troubles.
Jiang Muyang raised his hands to hold the back of his head and slowly turned around.