The exterior wall of Dijie's villa was blown up again, and the security guards who were originally excluded there were blown away one by one.
Dead dead, wounded.
Red light dyes the horizon red.
The detective used the same trick again and seized the only moment of skill again.
The security guard in the front row was instantly dealt with.
As soon as the security guard in the front row fell down, the security guard behind him was somewhat affected.
The detective's eyes turned cold and he was killed by guns.
From the moment he came in, in just one or two minutes, there were no less than thirty or forty people falling down.
If it were considered to be the two explosions, at least nearly a hundred people were injured by the detective.
"Dijie Old Dog Bi! How about it, do you still like the gift I gave you?"
The detective shouted sarcastically, "You have also been stained with blood on your hands over the years. Today I will avenge those innocent people."
"If you're willing to go with me, I can guarantee that you can live a little longer."
"Fart!" Di Jie cursed.
"My life belongs only to me. What do you think you are? How dare you take my life!"
"Call him! Kill him to death."
Di Jie was furious and wanted to catch Di Jie with his own hands and torture him one by one.
"Since you refuse, there is nothing you can do."
The detective shook his head and smiled, reinstalled the magazine, and threw out two smoke bombs suddenly.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
Smoke bombs rolled on the ground.
The moment the security guards saw the smoke bomb, they thought it was a grenade and ran away.
"Quick! Grenade!"
"ah!"
"Go away!"
Everyone retreated, and Di Jie, who was standing at the door, was squeezed out.
"Master, there is a grenade!"
Unfortunately, the door is only that big, and it is impossible for dozens of people to exit the room at once.
The detective flashed past and shot at the backward security guard.
The security guards behind fell down one after another.
The detective moved his body, approached the security guard, and snatched the submachine gun.
Shooting towards the door.
At this moment, the smoke from the smoke bomb came out.
The room was filled with smoke, and the security guards who did not escape from the room all died under the gun of the detective.
The detective had quick eyes and quick hands, and rolled forward and jumped out of the room.
The moment he landed, he saw Di Jie vaguely.
"Click!"
The detective pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
Di Jie was shot above his chest and fell down on the spot.
"ah!"
"Master!Master!"
"Take the master away!"
The security guards quickly blocked Di Jie. Di Jie behind him was supported by the security guard and moved backwards.
However, they ignored the power of the detective.
The detective had already expected what would happen and raised his hand to knock down the corridor lights above Di Jie's head.
The glass fragments burst, and the security guards hurriedly resisted.
That moment.
The detective pulled the trigger, as if the god of death began to reap their lives.
at the same time.
He also pressed the button for the last small bomb.
"Boom!"
The wall was blown down again.
When the attack was received, the security guards didn't know which end to take care of.
The effect the detective wanted was just a moment of shock.
"Da da da da!"
"Da da da da!"
......
The detective approached Di Jie, pointed at his thigh, and shot him with a bang.
"ah!"
At this moment, Di Jie was already seriously injured, and the shot in his chest almost made him lose his ability to resist.
And the shot on his thigh completely left him with no chance of escaping.
Di Jie looked around and all the security guards died. He was the only living agent.
He stared at the detective tightly, and the fear in his heart swept across his body.
It was not until this moment that he truly understood.
Why did those who were killed by themselves in the past feel so shocked when facing death?
"you!"
"Old thing!"
The detective pointed a gun at his head and said disdainfully: "I said you are old. Even if you are becoming more and more cunning, your skills will not be able to keep up."
"As long as I gently hook the trigger, your life will be dead."
"What do you want to do?"
Di Jie's face was pale and his lips were trembling.
The detective squatted down, picked up the butt and swung it hard on his head twice.
Blood was bleeding on the spot.
"Send someone to kill my husband's family?"
"I want to hurt a simple girl, won't your heart hurt?"
"Old thing!"
The detective spat and smashed another stock.
Di Jie was knocked unconscious, and the detective dragged his body and walked out of the villa with a swagger and came to the car that had been parked long ago.
Half an hour later.
The detective came to the suburbs, an abandoned factory.
He sent the positioning to Gu Jingze, saying that he had controlled Di Jie.
Gu Jingze saw the message and asked the Saint Inspector to protect his family, while he went to a suburban factory.
......
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Gu Jingze arrived at the abandoned factory.
"Sir, the old guy was knocked unconscious by me."
"Wake him up!"
The detective punched Di Jie's stomach with two heavy punches, and Di Jie woke up in a coma.
When he opened his eyes, a familiar face appeared before him.
He glared at his eyes and shouted in horror, "Gu Jingze, it's you!"
"Well, let me go! Let me go!"
Di Jie realized that he was tied to a pillar and struggled hard.