"The two Sichuan girls last night were indeed wonderful!" When talking about the women, Locust immediately became energetic and told the boy next to him with high spirits that he fought one against two last night, and finally won a great victory and fucked the two women straight.
The great achievements of begging for mercy.
But just when he was talking about the wonderful part, he couldn't help but stand up and wave his hands, and the lights in the room went out.
Then there was a "bang" sound, and the half-open door was kicked open from the outside. A small fire flashed at the door in the darkness, then drew a parabola in the air and finally fell in the center of the room.
"It's a *** bag!" Locust couldn't care less about the life and death of the younger brother next to him, so he grabbed him and blocked him in front of him.
There was a loud "boom", and the small room, which was not very large, was suddenly filled with blood and flesh. The woman screamed in despair, and the injured groaned in pain.
Damn it, those rabbit boys from the Pian Dao Gang actually used explosive packs, are you tired of living?" Locust cursed and threw away the hanging body of his younger brother in front of him.
Then he pulled out the pistol from his waist and pressed the alarm on the wall behind him. Suddenly, the sharp alarm outside the door cut through the quiet night sky.
The sharp alarm sound ringing in the ears is as beautiful as celestial music to the locusts.
Because he knew that in three minutes at most, the nearby brothers would rush over to support him and beat the paparazzi of the Pian Dao Gang into a hornet's nest.
Along with the noisy shouts in the room, Locust vaguely heard footsteps coming from the door, so he hid behind a thick gaming table, raised his pistol and fired two shots in the direction of the door.
"Ah!" With a scream, a gambler who was trying to run out of the room in the dark was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground with a "plop".
Judging from the way he takes in more air than comes out, I guess there will soon be another unjust ghost in this world.
While Locust was secretly happy that he had killed an enemy, the five men outside the door holding micro-guns each took out a homemade tear gas grenade from behind and threw it into the room.
"Damn it, when did these gangsters from the Pian Dao Gang become so professional? How come they know how to make everything themselves!" The locust in the room cursed as he smelled the pungent smell of pepper and chili powder.
Then he quickly tore off a piece of fabric from the skirt of a woman's corpse next to him, and covered his mouth and nose with some liquid that he didn't know was wine or blood on the ground.
The gamblers and spectators who did not know how to take these protective measures were choked to tears and coughed violently, and ran towards the door of the room with their heads covered.
But the four men holding micro-guns and fan-shaped surrounding the exit said no to them. With a burst of "dada" sound, those who wanted to rush out of the room were all killed by raindrops of bullets and piled up at the door.
A small pile of corpses also prevented those behind from trying to rush out to die.
"Be careful, six men are coming up the stairs, four pistols and two micro-chargers." At this moment, the intercom on the collar of one of the leading men among the five men rang the voice of Liu Xingbin, who was hiding in the dark corner outside on lookout.
Passed over.
The leading man turned around and fired a bunch of bullets towards the stairs, knocking down a man who had just rushed up the stairs with a micro-gun in his hand. The man who had been shot several times and fell to the ground was already a cold corpse.
He tumbled down the stairs, causing the five gunmen with weapons following him to panic again.
After they avoided the bodies rolling down the stairs, they sadly found a man holding a micro-gun at the top of the stairs. What was even more unfortunate was that the muzzle of the micro-gun in the man's hand was pointed at them.
There was another burst of gunshots. Among the five men on the stairs, the man standing at the front unfortunately became a human shield for the people behind him. After a few bits of smoke emitted from his body, he became
A lifeless corpse.
At this time, the four surviving men among the six gunmen who came to support hurriedly retreated downstairs.
However, because the corridor of this three-story building built in the 1970s is too narrow, it can only accommodate two people passing by at the same time.
So when the two gunmen at the back finally disappeared on the stairs, the other two companions behind them had already gone to see the King of Hell.
"What the heck, their Pian Dao Gang originally had a few broken pistols, but now they got so many micro-shots from nowhere!" The two gunmen who successfully escaped from the corridor entrance cursed and immediately took out their phones to prepare.
Call in reinforcements.
Liu Xingbin, who had been hiding in the dark, suddenly touched the back of the two gunmen without knowing it. When he saw one of the gunmen in front of him was about to make a call, he pinched his throat and imitated the automatic reply voice of the telecommunications station.
A sentence came out of his mouth: "Sorry, the other party is on the phone, please dial later!"
"Damn, I'm still trying to call you at such a late hour..." The gunman who was making the call suddenly cursed when he heard the words, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why did the automatic reply voice of this telecommunications station sound so awkward today?
Just when the two gunmen finally woke up and turned around to raise their guns and prepare to shoot, two bullets had been fired from the pistol in Liu Xingbin's hand and accurately penetrated into the chests of the two unresponsive gangsters.
"I'm just going to do a good deed to save you some pain. When you two get to King Yama, don't say I didn't inform you in advance!" Liu Xingbin looked at the man lying on the ground who was not dead yet, with bright red liquid pouring out of his chest.
With a cold smile on their faces, the two men raised the pistols in their hands, fired two more shots at each of them, and sent them directly into the Palace of Hell.
At this time, the battle upstairs was coming to an end.
The people in the room who couldn't bear the smoke of homemade tear gas knew that rushing out would only lead to death, but they still rushed out like moths to a flame across the pile of corpses piled at the door.
Naturally, he was beaten into a wasp by the bullets fired from the hands of the five men at the door.
After a few minutes, no one rushed out of the room, so the five men at the door took out a homemade simple gas mask from behind and put it on themselves, then strode into the room holding up the micro mask in their hands.
Start clearing the battlefield to search for loot.
"Damn it, it seems that young master, I am really going to die this time!" Locust, who was hiding in the room, his eyes stung by homemade tear gas and unable to open his eyes, knew that this time he would definitely be doomed again.