The blood is Long Bin's blood, but he is not dead...
Before shooting, he suddenly felt that it was not worth dying like this, so he deflected the gun a little, and the bullet grazed the back of his head and flew out.
There was a gash on the back of his head from a bullet.
Long Bin felt that he was going to die anyway, so he killed everyone who deserved to be killed!
Isn’t there a protective umbrella?
He wants to find and kill those who are protecting them!
Today, if his sister is bullied, if they can protect those six bastards, then in the future, if others are bullied, they will also protect others.
Find them and kill them! Let ordinary people be less bullied!
Long Bin laughed twice.
"The way of heaven is unfair and no one has mercy on you. A heart full of blood will change the sky!"
After shouting, Long Bin started to work, pulled off a piece of bed sheet, and simply bandaged his head.
He picked up the semi-automatic rifle and the canvas bag containing the magazines on the ground.
There were only 5 magazines left in it. He thought it might not be enough, so he quickly left the room and rushed outside.
There are some wounded peace officers at the top of the stairs.
Long Bin took away the magazines from their bodies, picked up the gun that fell on the ground, took out the magazines and stuffed them into a canvas bag.
He also took off a sheriff's body armor and his belt.
The clothes were also taken off.
He changed into a sheriff's uniform and stuffed the pistol and pistol magazine into his waistband.
Then he went downstairs with an automatic rifle and a canvas bag slung across his body.
When he got downstairs, he was attacked.
There were already more than 20 security guards guarding the gate. As soon as he showed his head, they opened fire.
He quickly ran to the third floor and rushed into the westmost room in the back row.
He opened the window and took a look at the back of the building.
There are three constables guarding the back...
He gritted his teeth, pulled out his pistol, and emptied a magazine by shining it down.
The three people below were shot in their left and right shoulders and fell to the ground screaming.
Long Bin turned over and jumped out.
Bang!
After landing, he rolled forward twice to relieve some of his strength.
Then he picked up the pistols of the three men and searched the magazines on them.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you! They killed my sister and tried to frame me. I have to make them pay the price."
"You...you are going to die like this."
One of the police officers was a woman, and the two men fainted, but she still persisted.
After hearing Long Bin's words, she replied.
"When I come back, I have no intention of living."
"Is it worth it? You have to believe that we will give you justice."
"Justice, can you give it to me? If you can give it to me, they won't bring people to arrest me, and they won't charge me with an unfounded charge."
"I...most of my colleagues are innocent. They are in their positions and obey their orders."
"I know...so I won't kill them unless I have to."
"You...the person you are looking for is in the building opposite, on the 9th floor, in the 9th office on the west side...he is inside."
"Thanks."
After Long Bin finished speaking, he knocked out the female police officer, then took out his gun and shot the man on the right in the head.
The man woke up, but he kept pretending to be faint. He heard everything the woman and Long Bin said.
Long Bin didn't want that woman to be implicated, so he had no choice but to kill and silence her.
With a dark face, he used his hands and feet to climb up to the second floor using the drainage pipe, punched open the window, and climbed in.
As soon as he entered, a dozen police officers carrying guns and anti-riot shields slowly walked around to the back of the building.
At this time, Long Bin rushed to the opposite room and looked downstairs through the window.
There are only seven or eight people left in front of the gate on the first floor, and an Iveco is parked under the window...
He hesitated for a moment, and instead of jumping down, he stretched out his gun and fired at the seven or eight people at the door.
Da da da da…
As soon as the fire started, four people fell.
Long Bin's marksmanship is not a vegetarian.
Before the other party could fight back, he retracted his gun, left the room, ran to the other end of the corridor, rushed to the room with the window in front, and jumped out of the window.
Bang!
He hit the roof of a car below hard.
The roof of the car was dented and the glass was shattered.
He endured the pain, turned his body, and fell to the ground.
Bang bang bang...
The sheriffs spotted him and fired in his direction with their guns.
Long Bin found a brick on the ground, threw it towards those people, and shouted at the same time.
"I'll blow you up to death!"
Those people thought it was explosives and immediately rushed into the hotel.
Long Bin took the opportunity to climb over the fence to the west of the hotel.
To the west is a row of three-story gatehouses. They have all been closed for a long time now. Even if there were gatekeepers, they were so frightened that the explosion happened just now and they closed the doors.
There were many cars parked in front of those gatehouses, which made it easier for Long Bin to escape.
He can use those vehicles as obstacles and hide while running to prevent those people from hitting him from behind.
Long Bin ran out for more than 200 meters, and there was no gunfire behind him. The police officers thought he was still outside the building. The people who rushed into the hotel did not dare to come out, and the people behind the building did not dare to act rashly...
They called in special vigilantes for backup.
Long Bin ran out two streets in one breath, then found a small alley and got in to rest for a while.
He panted and licked his chapped lips, then reached out and touched the wound on his head...
Fortunately, the bleeding was not serious.
Long Bin rested for more than ten minutes and then stood up.
He inserted the pistol magazine into his belt and stuffed the extra magazines into his pocket.
The rifle and rifle magazine were simply lost.
He didn't plan to bring this weapon or canvas bag. He was wearing a sheriff's uniform, holding a canvas bag and holding an AK. It was so unlike that.
Long Bin walked out of the alley where he was hiding and walked towards the distance...
He went to the right place. It was unrealistic to rush to the building opposite the hotel now. He wanted to find a car and drive in...
Long Bin walked for more than half an hour, and he actually encountered a security vehicle.
He staggered to the middle of the road and stopped the car.
"Help me...help me...I see the suspect."
The car stopped, Long Bin fell down, and two police officers got out of the car.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Brother, where are you injured?"
The two men squatted down to check Long Bin's injuries, but as soon as they squatted down, Long Bin took action...
The two men were knocked down directly by Long Bin, knocked unconscious, tied up, gagged, and stuffed into the trunk.
Then he got in the car and drove towards the building opposite the hotel...