Chapter 296 In fact, I have never believed that you can fight so well
Chapter 296 Actually, I never believed you were so good at fighting
Score high and low.
Decide life and death.
Aji stood straight back in the middle of the alley, the pale white light shrouded his body, and his silhouette was elongated.
In front of me...
Ma Jun was weak and weak with blood dripping from his mouth. He held the stick in his right hand to support the ground. He knelt down weakly on the ground. His abdominal cavity was deep and only the remaining handle of the knife was bleeding out, dyeing the ground red.
"Ho ho."
Ma Jun made a hoarse voice in his throat. He grabbed the swing stick with his right hand and tried to support himself to stand up. However, the loss of all body functions made him confused.
"Ahem."
His half-raised body suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground. He struggled on the ground, dropped the stick in his hand, and slowly crawled towards the black money bag he had thrown on the ground behind him.
As the body crawled, the handle of the knife rubbed against the concrete floor, making a harsh metal friction sound that resounded from the alley.
As the horse army crawled, the blood left a line of blood under his body and slowly gathered towards the money bag over there.
"Da da da"
Aji took a step forward and rushed to the black money bag. He opened the zipper and looked at the neatly rolled banknotes inside with rubber bands, and poured the banknotes out in front of him.
As Ah Ji tipped over, the top banknotes rolled out, and the bottom banknotes were exposed. They were not US dollars at all, they were all a pile of useless white paper, but the first one was covered with US dollars.
"Grass!"
Ma Jun's blood-stained face had a dull expression. He looked at the pile of white paper, his eyes widened, and his figure stagnated: "Wang Bao, I'll attack your mother!"
"Oh."
Ah Ji chuckled lightly, took out a cigarette, lit it, took two strong puffs, patted Ma Jun's face and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth.
He casually grabbed a roll of U.S. dollars, and the flames of the lighter flickered and lit it in front of his face.
As the flames burned and spread, the warm flames illuminated the surroundings, printing on the faces of the two people and dyeing them yellow.
Aji raised his hand and patted Ma Jun on the shoulder, stood up and strode out of the alley.
"Money, money!"
Ma Jun bit his cigarette butt and roared loudly. Finally, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground without moving.
A gust of breeze blew by, lifting up the U.S. dollars that had been burned to ashes by the fire. They scattered on Ma Jun's body and were annihilated in the blood, as if they had never appeared.
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In Yuanhong Precision Park.
The two groups of people stood in separate camps with clear distinctions.
Not long.
A gunshot from outside broke the original calm, followed by several more shots in succession, and then silence fell again.
"hehe!"
Wang Bao listened to the flash of gunshots outside and looked at Ji Bu with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Guess who fired the gun outside? Judging from the gunshots, it should be 38:38. If it's 38:38,
That must be Chen Guozhong who came with you, right?"
"Guess, is Chen Guozhong dead or alive now? Do you think he is still capable of escorting you out?"
"Is this important?"
Ji Bu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, took out the cigarette, flicked it with his finger, took a leisurely sip, and exhaled a mouthful of strong smoke:
"His role is just a bystander. If you arrange for people to deal with him, are you so sure that your people can succeed?"
"It should be mostly successful."
Wang Bao responded in a relaxed tone: "You can exchange a pile of useless white paper for the life of a senior inspector. I think this deal is very worth it."
During the conversation.
His tone sank, as if he had lost his patience: "If I give you one more chance and cooperate with us, I can let you go."
Wang Bao stretched out his hand and gestured to the numerous horsemen who were surrounding them:
"You stay, and I can let the others go. Let's stay and talk about how to cooperate in the future."
Ji Bu shook his head gently: "What if I say no?"
"Then die!"
The smile on Wang Bao's face disappeared, and he slashed down with his palm raised in the air: "Kill them!"
Following Wang Bao's order, the horse boys who were standing in the front dispersed one by one, revealing a few horse boys standing at the back.
The five horsemen stood in a vertical line at this moment, and the big black star pistols in their hands reflected the metallic luster under the light, making people shudder.
A group of guns were pointed at Ji Bu and his twelve-strong team standing in the middle, and they were about to pull the trigger.
When Wang Bao gave the order, Ji Bu also moved. He flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, stared at Wang Bao and shouted:
"Do it!"
Following his order.
Originally, the ten security guards behind Ji Bu who were lined up in a well-positioned position almost all acted in unison after hearing Ji Bu's order.
Everyone was uniform, like machines, reaching out and suddenly lifting off the large windbreakers they were wearing.
He took out a shotgun from under his large trench coat and pointed the black muzzle at Wang Bao's horsemen around him.
Flick the barrel of the gun.
Pull the trigger.
The whole movement is done in one go, smoothly and smoothly.
"Hang!"
"Hang!"
Ten shotguns erupted with tongues of flame from their muzzles, and the gunfire sprayed out in all directions amid the smoke. Blood and smoke exploded, and screams could not be heard.
At close range, people are very dense, so the power of the shotgun at close range is maximized, and the truth that caliber is the truth is fully demonstrated.
The shotgun sprayed out, causing people to flip over wherever it went. An ordinary human body could not withstand the powerful force of the spray, and flew directly backwards amid the blood flying in the sky.
In particular, Wang Bao's five gunmen received a lot of attention.
Three shotguns stared at the five of them. After one shot, the barrels of the guns were fired. Flames spurted out from the beating shells again, instantly shooting the gunmen into sieves, flying upside down and hitting the wall behind them, leaving behind them all ferocious beasts. of holes.
The sudden shotgun lineup caught this group of horses by surprise.
Under the crushing force of the powerful firepower, many horsemen ran towards the outside almost subconsciously after suffering huge losses. The scene was instantly chaotic.
No one dared to stand there for a second longer, because this was a naked massacre, with blood splashing everywhere. The unlucky guy next door had his limbs broken at a close distance, which was too horrible to look at.
"Hang!"
"Hang!"
The ten security guards did not have any psychological burden. They seemed to be used to seeing each other without blinking an eye. They just kept repeating the action of rolling the barrel of the gun and pulling the trigger, and the firepower was fully activated.
When the first round of bullets was fired, several people retreated in unison, back to back, blocking Ji Bu and Luo Tianhong in the middle.
Then he took out the shotgun bullets from his pocket and filled them with thick bullets one by one.
Their cooperation was silent, no one was directing them at all, but they cooperated very well.
Even Ji Bu couldn't help but be speechless when he saw this scene, marveling at the fighting qualities of this ten-man team of security personnel.
ahead.
Wang Bao was already dumbfounded, looking in disbelief at the yard where the mazes who had been standing there had already dispersed, leaving only a bunch of injured people lying on the ground screaming.
"Brother Bao!"
Ji Bu stood surrounded by the security team, staring at Wang Bao in front of him: "You dare to pull out a team of five gunmen, are you looking down on me, Ji Bu?!"
As Ji Bu finished speaking, the security personnel had finished loading their guns and pointed their guns directly at Wang Bao.
"Hang!"
Shotgun fire spray.
Wang Bao had sharp eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the horse next to him with his left and right hands and blocked it directly in front of him.
Before the two horse boys could realize what was going on, they acted as Wang Bao's human shield, with ferocious blood holes splattering on their bodies.
"Stop them!"
Wang Bao's fat body was barely able to hide behind the two horsemen. After roaring, he ran towards the warehouse inside without looking back.
The obese Wang Bao's body sensitivity was once again brought to the extreme at this moment, making him extremely flexible.
only.
By this time, his men and horses had already been stunned by the spray of shotguns, and they were running away in panic. No one dared to stop them.
"Chase!"
Ji Bu gave a soft drink and chased into the warehouse where Wang Bao disappeared.
"Stop them!"
Wang Bao ran in front, not forgetting to scold the horse boys for staying behind, but how could these horse boys dare to stop people under the muzzle of a shotgun? With a thud, they knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy.
The journey was smooth and smooth.
Wang Bao and a group of horsemen were blocked by the locked iron gate in front of them and stopped. Behind them, Ji Bu had already caught up.
"Brother Bao."
Ji Bu bared his teeth and smiled, then stopped: "It's not your style to run away, isn't it? I don't think it's better to do this. You and I each take a step back. You raise your hands and surrender. I will take you back and hand you over to the police."
He gestured to the truck outside with his lips raised: "Don't worry, you will be sentenced to ten or twenty years at most for this batch of goods. You can still get out if you squat in there enough."
"The Yan family shovel!"
Wang Bao looked ugly and stared at Ji Bu: "You are just a fucking mad dog. You are not a policeman anymore. Why are you arresting me? Damn you."
"Eh."
Ji Bu pointed at Wang Bao and shook his head: "I don't agree with what you said. It was you who took the initiative to have my idea, right?"
"You were the one who blackmailed me, and you are the one who is scolding me now. Isn't that a bit too domineering?"
"Fight on the street!"
Wang Bao gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Then there's no need to talk?!"
Ji Bu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Wang Bao who was silent, and hooked his fingers.
behind.
Several security guards raised their shotguns and pointed the black muzzles at Wang Bao and his four remaining confidants.
"Don't worry."
Ji Bu turned around and stopped looking at Wang Bao: "Since Brother Bao is so courageous, I will give you a good burial after you die."
"I will buy you two plots of land in the cemetery. After all, if you are so fat, even if you turn into gray, your volume will be a little larger than that of ordinary people."
"Fuck your mother!"
Hearing Ji Bu's humiliation, Wang Bao's confidants roared and rushed towards Ji Bu.
"Noisy!"
Ji Bu frowned and scolded.
"Hang!"
"Hang!"
The shotgun blasted out, and after a brief noise, the surrounding area became quiet again.
"Jibu."
Wang Bao gritted his teeth: "I, Wang Bao, am willing to admit defeat. If I lose, I lose. But if you want to arrest me, it is impossible. No one is qualified to judge me!"
"Kill him."
Ji Bu glanced at Ma Zai, who was still wailing on the ground, and pointed directly at Wang Bao.
"Wait a moment."
Just when the security was about to shoot, Luo Tianhong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and looked at Wang Bao sideways:
"Actually, I have never believed that you, Wang Bao, are so good at fighting."
During the conversation.
The Eight-faced Han Sword he held in his arms shook, slid down his body and fell into his hand.
"Zheng"
The Eight-sided Han Sword made a metallic trembling sound as it was drawn out of the scabbard and pointed at Wang Bao.
"Hahaha"
When Wang Bao saw this, he raised his head and laughed: "Okay, you don't believe that I can fight like this. Do you know that if you fight with me, you will die!"
"Um."
Luo Tianhong nodded in agreement. With his head slightly lowered, he raised his head and his eyes were sharp behind the blue bangs hanging down from his forehead:
"I was rude to Brother Long before, so you have to die in my hands."
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Lian Haolong also raised a loyal dog that has a new owner and still misses it. If I were your owner, I would definitely be very angry!"
Wang Bao chuckled lightly, glanced at the iron pipe standing in the corner, and weighed it in his hand:
"Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
The length of the iron pipe, which is about 1.3 meters, must be just right. As Wang Bao punched it with force, cement particles on the ground splashed, making a crisp sound.
The two looked at each other from afar.
"this"
The security guards looked at this posture, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should shoot or not, and looked at Ji Bu.
Ji Bu thought for a moment and waved his hand to signal everyone to step back and give up their positions.
Luo Tianhong took a step forward with the Han sword in hand. The Han sword was raised and pointed directly at Wang Bao. The red tassel on the hilt dropped slightly.
Wang Bao held the iron pipe with his right hand and walked back and forth, looking Luo Tianhong up and down, and he got into a state of mind.
"kill!"
Luo Tianhong's eyes suddenly narrowed, he shouted loudly and took the lead with his sword. The Han sword made a little trembling sound and stabbed Wang Bao in the face.
"Oh!"
Wang Bao also shouted loudly, without any loss of momentum. He looked at the Han Sword that was stabbing at him quickly, and kicked the lower end of the iron pipe with his right foot. The iron pipe flew up and directly deflected the Han Sword that was stabbing him.
Luo Tianhong took advantage of the situation. When the Han Sword was retreating, he twisted the hilt of the sword with his wrist, and the eight-sided sword turned to stab and slash towards Wang Bao.
"clang!"
Wang Bao held the iron pipe in front of him to block and protect. Facing Luo Tianhong's continuous chops from multiple angles, he could always block it just right every time.
"Clang clang clang!"
With the sparks flying out from time to time, the speed of the two men's moves became faster and faster, and the sound of metal collisions was constantly heard.
Wang Bao's defense was very tight. After blocking Luo Tianhong's attacks one after another, Luo Tianhong continued to move forward again, and the speed of the sword became faster and faster. The sharp sword tip was like a poisonous snake spitting an apricot, and it was approaching Wang Bao.
"clang!"
The Han Sword flew across the air and was blocked by the iron pipe again. This time Luo Tianhong did not stop his hand, and turned his wrist to tilt the blade and slash directly downwards.
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
The sword blade scraped across the iron pipe, making a sharp metallic friction sound, all the way down towards Wang Bao's fingers holding the iron pipe.
"snort!"
Wang Bao narrowed his eyes, decisively released his right hand holding the iron pipe, looked at Luo Tianhong who was close, twisted his whole body, and moved around behind Luo Tianhong with great flexibility, holding the left hand of the iron pipe.
Then he swung it and hit Luo Tianhong directly on the back.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
Luo Tianhong's body trembled, and the blue bangs on his forehead trembled under the blow.
He took the blow forcefully, then turned his right hand holding the sword, turning the sword around and stabbing Wang Bao in the chest.
Wang Bao's forehead was sweating. He shook the iron pipe in his hand very quickly and manipulated the tail end of the iron pipe to flip the sword. The blade cut her arm open.
The two of them separated and changed positions.
Luo Tianhong's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly. The blow just now hit his right shoulder, and the pain spread and made his right arm a little weak.
Wang Bao stood with the iron pipe in his hands, tightened the iron pipe in his hands with his palms, then glanced down and squinted at his right arm.
On his right arm, there was a wound opened by the Han sword just now, and the rolled flesh slowly oozed blood, dyeing his sleeve red.
The two people who exchanged positions stared at each other with squinted eyes, each tightened the weapons in their hands, and both saw a look of caution on the other's face.