Chapter 88 I'm going to die if you don't come out again!
"Run!" Yan Murong shouted again as she looked at Teng Xiangling, who was crouching down with her head in her hands and a face full of panic and confusion.
Run? Teng Xiangling's brain had almost stopped functioning now, and the sound of the bullet hitting the car seemed to have temporarily disabled her ears. She could only see Yan Murong's mouth, but she didn't know what he was talking about.
Gun, this is a gun, this is a gunfight.
Except in the movie, this was the first time for Teng Xiangling to see a real gun, and bullets were fired at her car. Every time the bullet hit, the car would shake. It felt so real.
"Run!" Yan Murong shouted and waved to her, but only now did Teng Xiangling realize that he was telling her to run.
By the way, he is just letting himself run ----- He just said that once something happens, he will leave first, but what will he do if he leaves?
"Let's go." The pile of gravel in front of Yan Murong was hit by the bullet, and a lot of gravel was splashed. Yan Murong leaned against the gravel, and his body was almost lying on the ground to prevent his beautiful face from being splashed.
hit by gravel or stray bullets.
"Be careful, I'll go find the police." Teng Xiangling gritted his teeth, started the car, and didn't turn around. He relied on the reversing radar in the car to drive all the way in reverse. He didn't sit up until he was far away, and turned the car around quickly.
Run to the city.
"Damn, he really ran away." Yan Murong muttered depressedly as he looked at the road without the Porsche. At this time, all the people in the business car got out. There were five people in total, except for the little boy with a flat head.
Except for a short gun in his hand, the others all held long guns, some of which looked like AKs. But if you look closely, you can see that the workmanship is rough. You can tell that they are imitations.
Xiao Pingtou made a gesture, and the other four people slowly dispersed, stood up in a fan-shaped position, and then slowly surrounded the pile of rubble where Yan Murong was hiding.
"Still not coming out? If you don't come out, I will die." Yan Murong suddenly shouted.
This sound startled Xiao Pingtou and the others. The two people standing at the edge quickly turned around and looked around. After Yan Murong finished shouting, his figure suddenly appeared in another pile of people.
Then, he picked up a pebble at random and threw it out.
"Bang bang bang!"
At the same time, a burst of gunfire exploded above Yan Murong's head. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his body and secretly cursed in his heart - these bastards, how could they react so quickly.
"Hey, help me, I'm really going to die if you don't come out." Yan Murong shouted again ----- The moment he threw the stone, he saw that the small stone he threw was covered by a small flat head.
He dodged it, which means that the other party's skills are not weak either.
"Bang bang bang!" Xiao Pingtou fired three more shots at the rubble pile where Yan Murong was hiding, and then said. "Stop shouting, your move is useless."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Yan Murong said loudly while hiding behind the rubble. "You have to shout to know."
After saying that, Yan Murong shouted again at the top of his lungs - a cruel smile appeared on Xiao Pingtou's lips, and after waving his hands, the others slowly approached Yan Murong again.
I learned from my employer that their targets were not weak in personal force - although they were quite skilled, they were not as fast as using guns to deal with them, so they did not give Yan Murong a chance to fight in close combat.
, they just got closer with their guns, and as soon as Yan Murong showed his head, they would shoot him.
Damn it, are you going to die here today? Yan Murong thought depressedly, why are the police here so slow to come? If I had known that I would have followed Su Qingwu, that girl would have been better.
He won't be a little virgin before he dies.
How about fighting? Yan Murong thought. At the same time, there were three more silver needles in his hand - there were five people on the other side. If he attacked with all his strength, he could knock down three of them, but what about the other two?
?
Cautiously looking sideways at the outside of the viaduct, Yan Murong felt depressed - the distance between the bottom and the top was about 13 or 4 meters high. If he knew how to use his energy, he could jump over a wall of 3 or 4 meters high.
It's true, but he can't fly. At a height of thirteen or four meters, even if he doesn't fall to death, he will be crippled. What's the difference between that and jumping with his head down?
Why is there no river below? Yan Murong thought while pulling her hair.
"boom!"
How about saying that the road to heaven is endless? When Yan Murong was considering whether to jump, the sound of bullets piercing the air was heard. Then, one of the gunmen fell down with a thud, shouting repeatedly
Not even a single shout was made.
Was he really called here? Yan Murong was overjoyed - but why was he using a gun this time instead of a flying knife? Anyway, it didn't matter what he used, as long as he came.
"Get down, everyone get down, the third child is dead." Xiao Pingtou shouted, and at the same time he climbed down quickly.
"Brother, there is a sniper on the mountain at twelve o'clock." The scarred man shouted, while shouting, he climbed to Flathead's side.
He didn't dare to raise his head or shoot - the distance was too far. Except for sniper rifles, few automatic rifles or pistols could hit this position at this distance, and it was even less possible for the modified guns in their hands.
.Looking at Lao San, whose entire skull had been opened and red and white items were scattered all over the floor, he knew that the opponent was still using a large-caliber sniper rifle.
When Yan Murong saw someone coming to help him, he immediately stood up from behind the rubble. But as soon as he stood up, the man lying on the other side of the flat head half-knelt down and pointed his gun at Yan Murong.
"boom!"
There was another gunshot - the unlucky kid had just taken aim, and before he had time to pull the trigger, there was a burst of blood on his head, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Fourth!" Xiao Pingtou yelled angrily. "Don't move, don't get up."
Xiao Pingtou also knew that his brothers had encountered a tough situation this time. The opponent was actually protected by someone, and he was also a sniper. It seemed that the opponent's identity was unusual. Therefore, he wisely chose not to move, and then directly
He threw the gun on the ground and lay down with his head in his hands - as long as he didn't move, the other party wouldn't shoot. It wasn't worth risking hundreds of thousands of lives.
"You, stand up." Yan Murong pointed at one of the guys holding a man and said.
The man looked sideways at the little crew chief, and stood up carefully at the signal from the crew chief. But as soon as he stood up, a gunshot rang out.
"Lao Wu!" The scarred man suddenly became anxious. He immediately got up from the ground and went to pick up the gun thrown on the ground. But before his hand could touch the butt of the gun, another bullet whizzed towards him.
Hit him on the head.
Damn it, can I still find someone to question? Yan Murong was so depressed that he wanted to die, and then he quickly waved his hand towards the mountains in the distance, indicating that he should stop shooting. If the shooting continued, not a single person would be left alive.