Zhao Chen stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the speed of the car increased again, but he didn't drive far away and encountered a red light in front of him. The entire street was blocked by the car and could not drive at all.
Although there are emergency passages on both sides, there are many pedestrians on it, including many elderly people, and it is impossible to drive from above.
"Damn it." Zhao Chen kicked open the car door and rushed forward.
"Damn, I'm not dazzled. Who is that kid? It's so fast."
"This speed is faster than that of Liu Feiren."
"Compared with this person, Liu Feiren can't catch up even if he beats him."
Seeing Zhao Chen flashing through his eyes, the driver waiting for the red light and the passing pedestrians exclaimed, but Zhao Chen ignored these things at all and took his speed to the extreme. The shops and pedestrians on both sides of the street
He kept flying by his side, and for a moment, he rushed out of two streets.
"Bang bang..."
The faint sound of gunfire came into Zhao Chen's ears, and Zhao Chen immediately knew that the person who sent the help signal was right in front.
After running forward about 300 meters, Zhao Chen came to a hotel. It was an 18th floor hotel. Gunshots came from the hotel. At this time, the waiter and the guests in the hotel were panicking.
Some police officers who arrived were trying to maintain order.
Zhao Chen rushed in at the crowd without any hesitation.
"Sir, please don't squeeze in. There are a group of criminals committing crimes inside. It's very dangerous. Please don't go in." As soon as a policeman saw Zhao Chen, he immediately came over to stop him.
"I am a policeman from the Provincial Public Security Department, and I am here for this matter." Zhao Chen roared, and before the police could react, he had already rushed in.
"Zhao Chen." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind. Zhao Chen turned his head and saw that Wang Dainian and Lu Junke were rushing in from outside the gate.
"Do you know who is on it?" Zhao Chen asked immediately.
"It's Jinshui." Lu Junke said: "As long as I received the distress signal, I have been calling them each. Everyone else is coming here, but Jinshui has not returned to me."
"The situation is unclear now, Jinshui must be rescued immediately." Zhao Chen said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, wait for Feng Zi and the others in the hall, and guard it for me by the way. You must not let any gangster run away from here, Brother Lu and others, and you will be fined.
I'll go up together.”
No one answered, because when Zhao Chen's voice fell, Lu Junke and Zhao Chen rushed towards the stairs together, while Wang Dainian took out his pistol and ran to the elevator exit.
On the eighth floor, three men from the western fronts rushed to a gate. One man pointed to the fresh blood in front of the gate, and the other two immediately pointed the weapons in their hands at the gate.
"Dada..."
The gunshots sounded, and the beautiful door turned into a honeycomb. A Western man kicked the door, and the door was kicked open with a slam, and another man took the opportunity to rush into the room.
"Bang bang..."
Two bullets flew straight towards the Western man who rushed in, shooting towards the heart and legs of the Western man respectively, making it impossible for the Western man to dodge.
However, the Western man was also very agile. When he heard the gunshot, he immediately judged the situation he was facing. The body that rushed in suddenly retreated and retreated out of the gate, and the two shots hit the door.
On the wall.
In the room, Jinshui was sweating all over his head, and one foot was injured. The blood was flowing downwards, causing his pants to penetrate by blood, and his face turned pale due to the injury.
After looking at the bullets in the gun, a seriousness flashed across Jinshui's face, because there was only one bullet inside. Once the bullets were fired, in his current state, he faced the killers with bare hands...
Thinking of this, a trace of despair flashed across Jinshui's face.
"Is this the strength of a world-class killer?"
Jinshui has also performed missions abroad before, but this is the first time he has faced a world-class killer. Moreover, because Zhao Chen has been staying abroad, the Oriental Divine Sword has a mission abroad, most of them are Zhao Chen.
It's all for one person.
Even if there is a dangerous task, the group just sends a team to help, so Jinshui and the others have always believed that the killers in the world abroad are just like this.
But when they were really facing them today, Jinshui realized that although those world-class killers did not have ancient martial arts like Long Kingdom to practice, their strength was not weaker than those of their special forces.
"Persevere, the Marine Corps and the others will definitely come soon." Jin Shui gritted his teeth, glanced in the room, endured the pain, and limped towards a side room inside.
Outside the door, three Western men looked at each other, picked up their hands and rushed into the inside while shooting in.
"Bang."
A gunshot suddenly sounded from the entrance of the stairs next to him. A Western man who rushed to the front burst into blood and suddenly fell down. The other two Western men were shocked, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards him with a slight rush in his hands.
There was a burst of fire at the entrance of the corridor.
Unfortunately, Zhao Chen, who rushed up, was prepared. He succeeded in one shot and immediately retracted to the stairs, leaving all their bullets empty.
Two Western men glanced at the murdered companion, walked towards Zhao Chen with murderous intent.
"Renner, the other party has a master, retreat immediately." A calm voice came from the Western man's tiny earpiece.
"Daniel, Engel is dead." Reiner said in a deep voice.
"Damn." A roar came from the headset: "We must retreat now. The person who came may be the special forces of the Dragon Kingdom, who are very powerful. It may be the legendary Dragon Group. Sach has been targeted by one person.
If we don’t retreat, we can’t even leave when more of them arrive.”
Reiner and his companions looked at each other, and they said almost at the same time: "Go."
While retreating, the two of them shot the stairs where Zhao Chen was at with guns, making Zhao Chen dare not appear at all. Until the other party retreated out of this floor, Zhao Chen walked out of the stairs again.
At this time, the entire staircase was hit by bullets, which was even more broken than the ancient house that had existed for a hundred years.
Holding the gun, Zhao Chen rushed to the Western man who was killed by him. After confirming that the other party was dead, he glanced at the two Western men who retreated, and then looked at the blood on the ground that had been extending into the house, and turned toward the
Walked out of the house.
For Zhao Chen, killing those international killers is just the second best, and more importantly, saving the injured companions. As long as the companions are fine, as for those killers, since they have come, they will have opportunities in the future.
Jinshui could no longer stand up at this time, leaning tightly against the door of the side room, holding the pistol with only one bullet in his right hand, and the other holding a red wine bottle with only one bottleneck left.
For the special forces members, the sharp broken mouth of the red wine bottle is definitely no worse than a sharp blade when holding it in their hands.
"Dada..."
Jinshui's heart tightened. Although the footsteps outside the door were very light and most people could not hear them, Jinshui could hear them clearly. For this reason, the gun and red wine bottle he held in his hand also tightened.
"Jinshui, are you inside? I'm Zhao Chen." A familiar voice sounded, and Jinshui's eyes suddenly turned red: "Brother Chen, I'm here."
Zhao Chen rushed in and saw him sitting on the ground with a pale face. He immediately asked, "How is it?"
When the sound fell, Zhao Chen had already tore Jin Shui's trouser legs apart, revealing the bleeding gunshot wound on his thighs. "No, it hurts the artery, so he has to be sent to the hospital immediately."
Zhao Chen pulled the blanket from the bed in the room and tore it into a strip of cloth wider than an adult's slap, wrapped it around the wound of Jinshui, and then ran downstairs as Jinshui ran.
"Get out of the way, let me go." As soon as Zhao Chen rushed to the hall, he roared loudly. At this time, there were no one in the hall, and only the fully armed police were left here.
When he saw Zhao Chen rushing down, the policeman's nerves suddenly tense up, and the gun in his hand immediately pointed at Zhao Chen: "Don't move, put down the injured person in his hand."
"Stop and let them come out." As soon as Sun Zhongming got out of the car, he saw the nervous voices of the police. He turned his head and saw that it was Zhao Chen, so he quickly shouted and stopped the police.
"Go over there, I have asked someone to appreciate an ambulance." Sun Zhongming is worthy of being the police chief. After receiving a gunfight in the hotel below, when he was deploying a mission, he immediately asked someone to appreciate an ambulance and wait next to him so that he could appreciate an ambulance to wait.
Treat the injured in a timely manner.
"Thank you." Zhao Chen said thank you and rushed over.
"I was shot in the leg and injured my artery. I had a lot of blood flowing. I needed a blood transfusion immediately. The blood type was type B." As soon as Zhao Chen rushed to the ambulance, he immediately told Jinshui's injuries to reduce medical staff.
The time for treatment was delayed for examination of the injury.
For those who have injured the artery, even a second of it is very precious. Moreover, Jinshui has obviously lost blood at this time. Not only is his face pale, he doesn't even say anything. If it weren't for the strong will of the special forces team members, he would probably have
Dizzy.
"Immediately give him a blood transfusion and prepare hemostatic forceps..." The one guarded here is a doctor in his thirties who reacted very quickly. When he heard Zhao Chen finish talking about the situation, he glanced at Jinshui's wound.
He immediately made a series of arrangements without any delay.
After the nurse Jinshui was given blood, the doctor simply helped Jinshui treat the wound and temporarily stopped the bleeding with hemostasis forceps. "We must send him back for surgery now. Are you here with us?"
Zhao Chen was about to answer, but he had just arrived in South China but ran over, "Brother Chen, is Jinshui injured?"
"It should be nothing." Zhao Chen said in a deep voice to Huanan: "You are following the ambulance now. No matter what happens, you must not let Jinshui be harmed anymore."
"Brother Chen is worried. Even if I die, I will not let Jinshui be hurt again." After saying that, South China got into the ambulance.
"Thank you, Brother Chen." Jin Shui said to Zhao Chen gratefully when the car door was closed, but his voice was very weak at this time, and after he finished speaking, he fainted.