Fu Ming bent down and held the pistol in front of him, raising his hands high, "You will definitely regret it!"
The spy team leader smiled coldly, let go of Su Xuan in his hand, pushed her forward, then raised his hand to pull the trigger, and the bullet fired with a bang, passing through Su Xuan's abdomen. Su Xuan only felt a burst of
In pain, he fainted on the ground, and blood slowly flowed out from the wound.
"Regret?" The spy team leader raised his head, "If I kill you, what else can I regret?" He yelled at the five men around him.
"Crush him into a sieve for me!"
Fu Ming frowned, but he was thinking about Su Xuan's life safety. The penetrating injury looked very serious. "Is he really going to die in the hands of the Japanese?" He stared at the pistol on the ground, which was inside.
There are not enough bullets left.
The spy team leader immediately pulled the trigger. He was afraid that the night would be long and full of dreams. He didn't waste any more words and started shooting directly. The members of the Cabinet Intelligence Office next to him also raised their guns.
Seeing that the other side was about to shoot, Fu Ming frowned and shouted. He immediately bent down and rolled forward. He picked up the pistol from the ground and rolled behind a car. The bullets came whizzing and crackling.
It hit the car body, and the sound of metal colliding and car glass breaking could be heard all of a sudden, and the car alarm in the parking lot screamed.
"Don't let him run away!" The spy team leader looked at the direction in which Fu Ming was escaping and hurriedly chased him, ignoring Su Xuan who was injured and lying on the ground.
Fu Ming held his cell phone and dialed a number. The wound on his right thigh was bleeding continuously. Although he tried his best to move as fast as possible, he was still scratched by the bullet. This level of injury greatly reduced his movement speed. "
Cat! I'm under attack, track my location immediately!"
"Boss, you must be careful. Zeng Ziguang contacted me three minutes ago. The helicopter in the company took off two minutes ago. The National Security Bureau, the special police, and our people are all on the way. The special police will arrive soon!" cat
His tone was very anxious. People at the scene called the police, and the Public Security Bureau forwarded the call to the National Security Bureau. Zeng Ziguang knew that Fu Ming was in trouble, so he quickly made a call to Fu's Trading and Transportation Company. If he hadn't been injured, he would have had a cat.
She rushed there, but she didn't dare to tell Zeng Xiaoting and Coco about this, for fear that they would do something.
Fu Ming could only endure the pain and hung up the phone. Hiding behind the car, he looked at the killer who was getting closer and closer and held his breath.
"Here!" A spy saw Fu Ming's figure and shouted to his companions. Just as he was about to raise his gun and shoot, he heard a whistling sound of propellers above his head. When he looked up, he saw a black helicopter hovering in the sky.
Not far from the parking lot, a spotlight turned on with a snap, illuminating the entire parking lot. He saw a flash of light at the side door of the helicopter, followed by a gunshot and bullets whizzing towards him. Before the spy could even open his mouth, his feet hurt.
The bullet penetrated his head, a burst of blood mist burst into the air, and the spy twitched and fell down.
"Sniper!" the spy team leader shouted as he looked at the helicopter. Now he didn't care about killing Fu Ming. He squatted down and hid behind a car.
Song Jiahao stretched his legs outside the helicopter door, sat on the helicopter, pulled the bolt of the AWP sniper rifle in his hand and spat, and then leaned his eyes on the optical sight. "Next?"
All the cabinet intelligence office spies hid behind the car. Fu Ming limped out of the parking lot and came to Su Xuan to check Su Xuan's injuries. Su Xuan was seriously injured and had a puncture on the right side of his abdomen.
, although the wound was not big, it was bleeding a lot, and she was afraid that the internal organs had been injured. Fu Ming felt guilty and quickly pressed the wound. A sharp pain made Su Xuan wake up from coma. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she could not even scream.
When she came out, she was covered in cold sweat, and her cheeks and lips were very pale.
Fu Ming sighed, as long as he wasn't in shock, "Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away!" He waved his hand to the sky, but he didn't expect that the people from the company would arrive faster than the police.
Weinblad controlled the civilian helicopter and slowly hovered in the air, only a little more than one meter above the ground. Fu Ming picked up Su Xuan and ran over, "Send her to the hospital first, and the combatants will stay!"
"Boss, you go too, we are here." Xu Cheng jumped out of the helicopter. Except for Mo Bing who stayed in the villa, everyone else rushed here directly from the training ground. The helicopter was still very fast. Xu Cheng
Cheng frowned as he looked at the wound on Fu Ming's leg. "Mr. Zeng has already said hello to the SWAT team."
"Kill them all, leave no one behind!" Fu Ming also got on the plane. Looking at Su Xuan who was injured, bleeding and shaking, he said viciously. "I don't need to know anything from them. Before I go to Paris the day after tomorrow,
We must capture or kill all spies in the Cabinet Intelligence Room of Country J!" Fu Ming waved his hand, grabbed an earphone and shouted. "Wayne, take off!"
After the security force members jumped out of the plane with rifles raised, Wayne pulled the joystick and the helicopter instantly climbed into the sky, "Go directly to the hospital!"
Wayne didn't look back, but extended his thumb to Fu Ming.
Fu Ming, the man on the ground, is not worried at all. He has rifles and snipers in his hands. The few spies holding imitation 54 pistols do not pose a threat. I am afraid that all the spies will be lost before the special police arrive at the scene.
Combat power. The helicopter only flew for a few minutes before landing on the rooftop apron of the Imperial City People's Hospital. When the staff on duty on the rooftop saw a helicopter landing, they thought it was an emergency helicopter and hurried forward. Only then did they discover the aircraft.
There were gunmen on board, and two people were injured. He quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, and the security guards and doctors from downstairs arrived. Several people carried Su Xuan into the emergency room in a hurry. Fu Ming also paid attention.
Not caring about the wound on his leg, he put the gun behind his waist and followed him out.
The attending doctor frowned when he saw Su Xuan with a penetrating wound, "This is a gunshot wound. Call the police first!" He had no intention of treating her.
Seeing Su Xuan slowly losing consciousness, Fu Ming was very anxious and rushed forward and shouted to the doctor. "I have called the police. Please treat her quickly. If it takes too long, someone will die!"
"This is a gunshot wound. You are not the police. What if it is a bad guy?" The doctor looked away when he saw the bullet scratch on Fu Ming's leg.
The corners of Fu Ming's mouth kept twitching. People next to him looked at Fu Ming and felt that he exuded a unique smell, but the doctor was completely unaware of it. When Wayne saw that the situation was not good, he wanted to step forward and stop Fu Ming.
, but it was a step too late and failed to stop it.
I saw Fu Ming pull out a pistol from his waist, pick up the doctor's collar, and put the muzzle of the pistol firmly on his head. "Are you going to save this person? Even if we are not good people, we still have to
Save people first! You are a doctor, not a judge!"
The doctor was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat and quickly raised his hands. "Sir, please calm down. I can't save people..."
The security guards who had been standing aside were frightened. They did not expect that Fu Ming would suddenly attack. They were stunned when they looked at the electric baton in their hands. The man opposite had a gun in his hand. If one bad thing happened, his life would be lost, and no one would
I didn't dare to step forward to stop him.
At this moment, the elevator door opened, and four men walked out. The one walking in front, sweating profusely, was Zeng Ziguang. He was originally rushing to the parking lot of the Western restaurant, preparing to arrest someone, but on the way he heard something
The special police who arrived at the scene first called and said that all the Japanese spies were dead. Fu Ming and the injured people had also gone to the hospital. Then they hurried to the hospital. Seeing the scene in front of him, he hurried forward and grabbed Fu Ming's body.
Ming's pistol.
"Explain what you are doing!" Zeng Ziguang opened the safety of the pistol and showed his ID to the doctor. "I'm sorry, my friend is too anxious. Please treat the injured first."
The doctor was so frightened that when he saw that the gun was not on his head, he turned around and left tremblingly. He almost fell down when he walked into the emergency room.
Zeng Ziguang dispersed the onlookers and security guards, and forced Fu Ming into a chair. "This is China, not Africa, not the Middle East. You have no law enforcement rights in the country. If your performance just now was filmed,
How do we account for public opinion?”
Fu Ming's body was very stiff. After he sat down, he felt a sharp pain in his legs. "How the hell do you do your job! Haven't the information been given to you? You haven't arrested anyone yet. I was so disgraced that I almost got killed by that group of people."
Get rid of grandson!"
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect that their target would turn to you. Your bodyguards are so cruel that they didn't even leave a single tongue behind!" Zeng Ziguang waved to a little nurse beside him, and then
Pointing to the wound on Fu Ming's leg.
The little nurse immediately understood and sat down next to Fu Ming with medical supplies. After cutting open the pants at the wound with scissors, she found that the scratch was very serious and the blood stains had covered the entire pants. She used alcohol cotton to remove it.
After wiping the area around the wound, the white flesh and skin were turning outwards. She raised her head and looked at Fu Ming. There was no pain at all on Fu Ming's face. The little nurse really didn't know that the injury in front of her was serious.
How did the man who couldn't get up walk down from the roof and threaten the doctor with a gun? She sighed and whispered, "Sir, please hold back, it might hurt a little."
"Sorry to trouble you!" Fu Ming nodded and did not go to see the nurse again. "I'm not done with them!"
"No one is done with them. Who is the injured person? How could your whereabouts be exposed!" Zeng Ziguang scratched his head and looked at the emergency room, "Is there a traitor in your company?"
"This is impossible!" Fu Ming shook his head. If there were traitors in the company, he would have died hundreds of times.
The doctor just now walked out of the emergency room with a thoughtful look and picked up a surgery notice with trembling hands. "The patient's condition is not very good now. The bullet has grazed the internal organs and the bleeding is serious. Surgery is needed to repair the internal organs.
A large amount of blood transfusion is also required. The success rate of the operation will be very high, so don't worry too much." He did not dare to look at Fu Ming.
Fu Ming took the notice and signed it. "I'm sorry for what happened just now..."
The doctor nodded and returned to the emergency room.
"Zeng Ziguang, let me tell you, before I go to Paris, clean up the members of the Cabinet Intelligence Office in China. If you don't do it, I will do it myself. Then I won't care about the impact of public opinion!" Fu Ming spat.
Stars were flying, both eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and I suddenly felt pain in my legs. It turned out that the nurse was using too much force when disinfecting the wound.
The little nurse was stunned after hearing Fu Ming's words. She raised her head and frowned, looking at Fu Ming with confusion. This man didn't look like a policeman. His tone of voice was heard, and he was not a subordinate of the deputy director of the National Security Bureau in front of him. He was about the same age as herself.
Da, what kind of identity do you have that you can say such a thing!
Zeng Ziguang quickly told Fu Ming to keep a low profile. "I know, I know, we are responsible for everything. You need to rest first..."