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Chapter 552 Violence

 In Tang Cheng's eyes, the cigarette stall outside the small clinic obviously looked wrong. The hawkers Tang Cheng had seen in the concession before would never stay in one place for a long time. The hawkers carrying baskets were all hawkers.

Selling while walking, and this hawker stationed outside the small clinic not only stayed here, but also looked around from time to time. Something seemed wrong. "Here comes a pack of three forts!" Tang Cheng, who lowered the brim of his hat, said in a deliberately rough voice.

, the cigarette vendor didn't think much, reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes from the wooden cigarette box on his chest and handed it to Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng reached out to take the cigarette and handed the money to the other party with the other hand. While waiting for the other party to ask for change, Tang Cheng observed the movement of the small clinic with the corner of his eye. Gong Cheng, who had been locked by Tang Chao's system skills before,

Ben Jingyi was still in the clinic at this moment, but not downstairs of the clinic, but in a room on the second floor of the clinic facing the street. Tang Cheng glanced at the clinic in front of him with the corner of his eye, and then turned his head slightly to look at Ma San

In the direction of Ma San, he confirmed that Ma San had almost reached the intersection. Tang Cheng, who was originally expressionless, suddenly tilted the corner of his mouth, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Look for your money..." The cigarette vendor handed the change to Tang Cheng. Before he could finish his words, Tang Cheng grabbed his hair and pushed him back hard, hitting the back of his head.

On the street wall. If a person's back of the head is hit hard, he or she will be knocked unconscious or directly killed. Tangcheng made a sudden move and did not give the cigarette vendor time and opportunity to defend himself. After the back of his head hit the street wall hard,

Then his body went limp and lost consciousness.

The opponent lost consciousness in an instant, but Tang Cheng did not intend to stop. Instead, he grabbed the opponent's hair and hit the opponent's head heavily against the street wall. Passers-by on the street did not notice the abnormality at first.

, everyone who saw it thought this was a dispute between the cigarette seller Tang Cheng and the cigarette vendor. When they saw Tang Cheng, who had his back turned to them, he suddenly backed away, while the cigarette vendor rolled his eyes and followed.

When the street wall slid to the ground, someone screamed out.

Tang Cheng let go and retreated. In the blink of an eye, he had retreated to the driveway. Then he waved his right hand, and a grenade with the ring pulled out flew in the air and hit the street-facing window on the second floor of the clinic. In this era, the so-called

Tang Cheng had only heard of bulletproof cars. The small clinic in front of him must not have bulletproof measures. So the grenade thrown in Tang Cheng's hand smashed through the glass of the street-facing room on the second floor of the clinic from bottom to top, and then

Explodes in the room where the target is.

"Boom!" The sound of explosions coming from the street behind him shocked Ma San, who was almost reaching the street corner. He pressed the button

According to what Tang Cheng said in the small restaurant, no matter if it was gunfire or any other noise, as long as he heard it, he must take a rickshaw and leave here immediately. But Ma San still did not leave immediately, but stopped near the street.

On the roadside at the entrance, like other confused passers-by, they all turned around and looked towards the location where the explosion came from.

When Ma San turned around, the fireworks pouring out of the second-floor window of the small clinic had already rolled up. Tang Cheng, who had thrown the grenade upwards, had already moved forward quickly and leaned against the door of the clinic. He found three people

The plainclothes man died in a nearby alley. Miyamoto Jingyi, who voluntarily joined the operation and acted as a bait, had already anticipated that their plan might have been exposed. The opponent left a body in the alley. In Miyamoto Jingyi's view, that was not the case at all.

It's a deliberate provocation.

However, Miyamoto Jingyi did not expect that his opponent would be so crazy that he would use grenades directly in the concession. When the grenade broke through the window, Miyamoto Jingyi was talking in a low voice with a plainclothes subordinate.

Miyamoto, who was facing the window facing the street, was stunned for a moment when the grenade hit the window glass, and immediately pulled the plainclothes man who was talking to him in front of him to act as a shield.

Miyamoto was very despicable and used his companions to cover himself. However, after the grenade exploded in a small space, not only the flying shrapnel could kill people, but also the shock wave that multiplied due to the small space could also kill people.

At the moment when the explosion sounded, Miyamoto Jingyi only had time to use his companion's body to block him in front of him. Therefore, while the plain clothes in front of him helped him block most of the grenade fragments, Miyamoto Jingyi was still directly hit by the blast of air.

It hit the wall.

Miyamoto Jingyi was lucky. The grenade that exploded in the room did not kill him. However, he was pushed hard by the air wave and hit the wall. He still felt uncomfortable. With a muffled groan, Miyamoto

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. At this moment, he felt as if his body had been knocked apart. Not only was his back hurting terribly, but his arms and neck were also in severe pain. He wanted to get up from the ground.

Miyamoto unexpectedly failed to succeed several times in a row, and his ears kept buzzing.

There was an explosion upstairs. How could the plainclothes agents downstairs in the small clinic not hear it? Perhaps it was a tacit understanding resulting from long-term cooperation.

, the plainclothes agents downstairs did not all rush upstairs to check the situation, but split into two, three of them went upstairs, and the remaining three rushed out directly from the small clinic. They were mixed in with the crowd in the distance.

Ma San could see clearly at this moment that three people rushed out of the clinic after the explosion, while Tang Cheng had been leaning sideways outside the door of the clinic.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Ma San had always heard his master say that Tang Cheng was a ruthless man. Ma San did not doubt his master's words, but Tang Cheng's age gave Ma San an illusion. He always felt that it was the master's intention.

He exaggerated Tang Cheng's abilities. But now, he barely had a chance to blink. Together with the onlookers around him, he witnessed with his own eyes the three people who had just rushed out of the small clinic and were shot continuously by Tang Cheng.

He was shot on the concrete floor in front of the clinic.

It is not difficult to kill someone with a gun. Ma San once used a pistol to kill a bandit who tried to block his way to rob him. But the situation Ma San was in was a melee, and he fired several times. It was just like a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.

Only one bandit was killed. Ma San saw Tang Cheng shooting people with his own eyes. The three gunshots were fired quickly and urgently. Ma San, who was slightly frightened, asked himself that if he was in such a situation, he would never be as calm as Tang Cheng.

Calm and ruthless.

While Ma San's thoughts were wandering in the distance, Tang Cheng, who shot and killed three plainclothes agents in succession at the door of the clinic, had already broken into the clinic with a pistol. Amidst the exclamations of the onlookers, the clinic

Then there was a burst of rapid gunfire, and then Ma San saw someone jumping out of the street-facing window on the second floor of the clinic. Ma San originally thought that the person jumping out of the window would be Tang Cheng, but when he saw someone jumping out of the window,

When an arm holding a pistol stretched out from the window, he suddenly realized that the person holding the gun in the window at this moment should be Tang Cheng.

Although it was already after nightfall, with the help of the street lights, Tang Cheng's action of stretching out his arms from the street-facing windows had been seen by most of the passers-by. Along with the sound of a gunshot, gun flames burst out.

, the man who had just escaped from the window on the second floor fell face down in the street with the sound of gunshots and stopped moving. The sound of gunshots finally brought Ma San, whose thoughts were wandering, back to his senses, and he secretly marveled in his heart.

, only then did he remember Tang Cheng’s explanation, and he immediately squeezed out of the crowd and turned into another street from the street entrance.

Ma San had good eyesight, and the arm he saw belonged to Tang Cheng. After shooting three plainclothes agents who rushed out of the clinic, Tang Cheng immediately rushed into the clinic.

Among the seven plainclothes agents who protected Miyamoto Jingichi in the clinic, one was grabbed by Miyamoto Jingichi upstairs and used as a human shield. Three of them were a little reckless and were beaten to death by Tang Chengkai outside the clinic door. There were three more in the clinic.

After the explosion, he rushed upstairs, so the first floor of the clinic was completely undefended at the moment.

There was only one young female nurse on the first floor of the clinic. The pale female nurse, who had been frightened by the huge explosion upstairs, was sitting in the corner with her head in her arms like a little chicken. She couldn't care less about the rushing in.

Chinatown of the clinic. "Go back..." The three plainclothes agents who went up the stairs to the second floor always remembered that their mission was to protect Miyamoto Yoshiichi. They only made a cursory check that Miyamoto Yoshiichi was still alive, and his body was in a mess.

As soon as Miyamoto was surprised, he was held up by two plainclothes men who went upstairs and were holding him up to go downstairs. At this moment, he happened to bump into Tang Cheng who was looking up at the bottom of the stairs.

The three plainclothes agents who went upstairs to protect Miyamoto Yingichi obviously did not expect that their opponents would rush into the clinic so quickly. The plainclothes agent walking in front of Miyamoto Yingichi and the three of them only had time to shout out

After just three words, he was shot down by Tang Cheng downstairs. The bullet penetrated his neck and almost hit another plainclothes agent behind him. The seven special high-tech plainclothes who originally protected Miyamoto Jingichi,

At this moment, only the last two people were still with Miyamoto Naichi, and Miyamoto himself seemed to have not fully recovered.

"Bah bang bang..." The last two Utech plainclothes holding Miyamoto Jingichi were forced to retreat to the second floor with Miyamoto Jingyi in their arms. Faced with the continuous shooting of the two people, Tang downstairs

The city won't be able to be charged for a while. The two Utech plainclothes agents upstairs are equipped with Browning pistols. With seven rounds of ammunition capacity, it will be difficult to maintain sustained firepower. Moreover, the two plainclothes agents upstairs are retreating.

, the usual tacit understanding was also lost at this moment, and the two Browning pistols in their hands were quickly empty of bullets.

Tang Cheng, who was blocked downstairs, had already judged from the sound of the gunshot that the pistol used by the opponent was a Browning from the first shot fired. So no matter what the opponent's shooting speed was, Tang Cheng just concentrated on remembering it secretly.

The amount of ammunition consumed by the opponent's two pistols. The opponent's two guns fired very quickly. Tang Cheng naturally counted from one to fourteen very quickly. By the time he counted to thirteen, Tang Cheng downstairs was already ready.

Preparation for the impact. At the moment when the final fourteenth gunshot sounded, Tang Cheng, who was leaning against the wall of the corridor, ran down the stairs to the second floor like a tiger out of its cage.

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