When a car's fuel tank exploded, Zhou Qingfeng watched him engulfed by flames. When the heat wave hit, his instinctive reaction made him shrink back, but the desire to survive pushed him forward.

Retreat is death, and moving forward is life!

In the flames, Zhou Qingfeng felt that every breath he breathed was filled with a hot breath, and his lungs were as uncomfortable as if they were on fire. There was a fire in front of him, and he couldn't even see the road clearly.

Rush out, rush out, you can only rush out!

Zhou Qingfeng put his rifle back and ran outward according to the route he remembered, stumbled along the way, all the cars that Buck and others drove in and blocked the road.

Under the attack of the flames, Zhou Qingfeng's clothes were quickly lit. He was stained with a lot of gasoline on the ground while rolling, which also became the burning flame on his body.

The vehicles blocking the road were already extremely hot in the high temperature, and they could burn a layer of skin when touched with their hands, but Zhou Qingfeng still had to climb over these vehicles that were in trouble. Moreover, his speed was even faster, he had to be fast, he could not hesitate or retreat.

Zhou Qingfeng cut off his sleeves as gloves with a saber, and then climbed outwards. It took him more than half a minute to get a distance of about ten meters. When he rushed out of the curve of thick smoke, there were already a lot of burns on his body.

But this is nothing. I am still alive, still alive! I am a tough and energetic man. The thick smoke and fire did not burn me to death, and the heavy truck of the speed truck did not hit me to death. I escaped from that place of life and death! When I breathed a breath of fresh air again, he felt his morale soaring. He survived the most painful and difficult moment. What else can stop him?

The moment Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of the flames on the curve, he saw Buck standing a few meters away. He was so jealous of his enemies when they met. He really wanted to pounce on him and bit this bastard to death. If he hadn't blocked the road, how could he have been so miserable?!

So Zhou Qingfeng decided... to escape first!

Damn, I still have fire on my body! This is really a hot topic when I burn my butt. Who has the heart to fight and kill?

My M4A1 is still hanging on my back, and my hands are so hot that they are burning. Who can I hit?

There are three kidnappers in front of me, and they stand scatteredly. It is difficult to pounce on them and beat one, let alone beat three.

Run first!

Extremely agile..., always take the lead... Escape!

Buck and others were all shocked when they watched Zhou Qingfeng rush out like a ball of fire. But then they saw Zhou Qingfeng's speed suddenly accelerate. Within one or two seconds, he was like a ball of hot shadows, and rushed out more than ten meters away, quickly hid behind the bodies of several parking lots.

Buck had just turned his gun and wanted to aim, but Zhou Qingfeng had already changed two or three positions in a row. He had no time to sigh that Zhou Qingfeng was not dead yet, but was shocked by Zhou Qingfeng's tenacious vitality.

"Encircle left and right, kill him." Buck made the most correct decision. He waved his hand without hesitation, and the two companions around him moved to both sides. Three muzzles shot in succession, and when Zhou Qingfeng was caught, he shot a round of bullets.

Zhou Qingfeng endured the severe pain all over his body and kept rolling on the ground, thereby extinguishing the remaining open flames on his body. He quickly held the M4A1 rifle he was carrying and found an opportunity to fight back against the kidnappers.

The firefight between the two sides became fierce in an instant. Buck and his gang had the advantage of the number of people, and they always wanted to cross-fire Zhou Qingfeng from the left and right. However, Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and ran desperately, never staying in one place.

During the short firefight, Buck and his group actually felt suppressed. Because Zhou Qingfeng never needed to shoot accurately, the gun barrel would definitely be fully automatic when the trigger was pulled to the end. In two seconds, all thirty bullets in one magazine were shot. This violent firepower could not lift the person's head.

Zhou Qingfeng has no choice but to fight hard. His shooting skills are just a joke. It is difficult to shoot accurately. So just control the muzzle and squirt bullets in one direction. Anyway, thirty bullets are shot in a large area. Under the dense rain of bullets, a shooting veteran can definitely be fooled.

Zhou Qingfeng changed one magazine to another, and Buck and others were thinking: Where did this damn policeman get so many bullets? Little did he know that Zhou Qingfeng killed four kidnappers before, and eight magazines were inserted into the tactical vest.

After several shots, Zhou Qingfeng, who had been unlucky since he traveled through time, finally got lucky. He smashed the fuel tank of a car in a squirting bullet shot, and a large amount of gasoline leaked was lit by the sparks of a bullet.

With a bang, a violent gasoline explosion occurred, and then the car was blown up, and even a kidnapper standing beside him was swallowed by the flames.

Zhou Qingfeng was just contaminated with some gasoline while rolling, which made him burn. But this unlucky guy was much worse than Zhou Qingfeng. His whole body was sprayed with gasoline, and it immediately turned into a burning torch.

The gasoline explosion and the tragic situation of his companions scared Buck. He subconsciously shouted on the radio, "Boss Locke, we need support."

The bandit leader Locke was feeling proud of the overall situation. This kidnapping case would allow him to gain tens of millions of dollars, enough to live a safe and comfortable life after escaping the United States. But Buck's call for help made him frown. He grabbed the intercom and asked, "What happened?"

"That policeman, he is not dead yet! He rushed out again, and he killed us alone. I urgently need support now!" Buck spoke with a little panic, because Zhou Qingfeng, opposite him, was spraying over again with bullets. This kind of fighting style that does not consider ammunition consumption at all and is completely competing for luck is too terrifying.

"What are you talking about?" Locke thought he had heard it wrong. "You just said that the policeman is dead, why did he appear again?"

This is simply God is joking! Can you survive after being burned? And I already want the whole world to announce that the policeman is dead, but you will slap me in the face in the blink of an eye!

Locke was furious about this, and he got angry and smashed the spot, and even beat up the CNN reporter who was in charge of interviewing him.

Once Buck seeks help, he no longer has the intention to continue to resist. As soon as he retreats, another kidnapper naturally retreats. In the end, the two even ran out of the second floor in a panic, and they didn't even dare to stay in the first floor, and ran back to find their boss Locke.

Waiting for Buck and the others to escape, Zhou Qingfeng was almost at his limit. He staggered and forced himself to fall down, but the fatigue and pain in his body made him unable to hold on.
Chapter completed!