Chapter 89 I want you to die

The next day, Chen Shaoming and others followed Xu Guiwan to rehearse. Many people liked to point fingers at Chen Shaoming when they had nothing to do. The men were jealous of a disabled man with a mature and handsome face, while the women felt sorry for such a handsome guy.

How could it end up like this?

Chen Shaoming and Dong Xiaowan paid all their attention to the surroundings, because they felt something was wrong when they first came in. It seemed that someone was always looking at them from behind. They knew that Zhang Chukun was here!

Chen Shaoming and Dong Xiaowan looked at each other, and the latter nodded, lowered his peaked cap, and walked out of the venue slowly.

"Miss Zhang, there may be trouble." Chen Shaoming said to Zhang Shiqi very calmly.

Seeing Chen Shaoming's calm face, Zhang Shiqi, who was a little nervous, relaxed a little and asked in a low voice: "Then what should I do?"

"Just sit here quietly and watch the show." Chen Shaoming said expressionlessly.

His right hand was already close to the gun holster on the armrest, and the fake little finger was trembling. This was his usual behavior when he was concentrating, but it was just a real finger that was trembling before, but now it's just a prosthetic limb.

At this moment, a young man with long hair walked in with his head lowered. Everyone was familiar with him, and they were talking and laughing with each other. But the strange thing was that he always lowered his head, letting his long hair cover his face.

Most of it was blocked, and the direction of advancement was exactly where Zhang Shiqi was sitting.

In a small alley outside the venue, Dong Xiaowan was standing on the edge of a trash can. She raised her peaked cap and stared at the edge of the trash can through her hair. Although someone had dealt with it, she still couldn't.

There was dark red blood flowing out of it. This was already the fifth time.

"All peripheral protection has been cleared,...well, okay." Dong Xiaowan said to a small button on the collar, then turned and left.

Chen Shaoming licked his dry lips and held the pistol in his hand. Facing Zhang Chukun, he had no confidence at all, and only by holding the pistol could he feel a sense of security.

At this time, the long-haired young man had already walked to the row of benches in front of Zhang Shiqi. He seemed to be looking for something. He was looking around and asked a few people nearby to help. For a while, there were many people near Zhang Shiqi.

There were a lot of people looking for things.

Chen Shaoming frowned and looked at them. He was almost certain that among these people there must be Zhang Chukun's people. The safest way was to kill these people who were approaching. He would rather kill them by mistake than let them go. Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

The first person to approach was an old man in his late fifties. Chen Shaoming remembered that he was a pipe worker and he was very kind. This old man had been greeting them when they came in the morning. Logically speaking, he should not be the killer, because if he was

If so, there would have been a chance to take action already.

"Miss Zhang." The old man didn't forget to say hello when he came near Zhang Shiqi. Looking at his honest and sweet smile, Zhang Shiqi smiled slightly and nodded, which was considered a response.

Just when the old man lowered his head and was about to search, a black barrel appeared behind the old man...

"Be careful." Zhang Shiqi was about to chat with the old man. Before she could open her mouth, Chen Shaoming grabbed her collar, shouted, threw her back, and threw her out like a ball.

At this time, the bullet in the gunman's pistol was also fired. His reaction was half a beat slower than his sight, so when he pulled the trigger, he could only stare with wide eyes as the target was crippled in a wheelchair.

One hand was thrown out.

After dodging the first bullet, Chen Shaoming was about to go back and pick up the gun. In order to protect Zhang Shiqi's safety, he had to throw the gun to the ground. Without the gun, Chen Shaoming would really be a cripple.

"We can't let him get the gun." The killers in the crowd showed their fangs and pointed their guns at Chen Shaoming. Rows of bullets hit him, so he had no choice but to give up the gun that was almost in hand and choose to dodge.

Xu Guiwan's sister Xu Lanlan was sitting not far from Zhang Shiqi. Originally, the two were sitting together, but Xu Lanlan wanted to call her boyfriend and was shy, so she sat farther away. It was precisely because of this that she saved her life.

The Xu sisters have watched a lot of gun fight movies, but this is definitely the first time for a real-life version. When the old man was shot through the head, their brains buzzed and there was a brief short circuit.

Chen Shaoming noticed the condition of the sisters at the first time. He knew that he could not save anyone in his current situation, so he shouted in a commanding tone to the two female bodyguards not far away from him: "Go and save them."

People, one for each person”

The two female bodyguards who were part-time maids were shooting at the killer at this time. They nodded when they heard his words. Seeing that he had no weapons in his hands, one of them took out a pistol from the waist and threw it to Chen Shaoming. Then he turned towards

Rushing onto the stage.

With the gun, Chen Shaoming's whole demeanor changed. He opened the safety guard with one hand and fired two shots at the two killers who were standing in front of the ponytailed leather-clad female bodyguard. The bullets hit the two people's eyebrows respectively. His arm

He held it high and motionless, only turning his wrist back and forth. After a few shots, a crack appeared in the originally tight encirclement, and all the people who were approaching Zhang Shiqi were killed by him first.

Faced with such excellent marksmanship, the killers all began to look for cover. The firepower of the distracted attacks was naturally weakened, giving Chen Shaoming and others a chance to breathe.

At this time, Xu Guiwan's bodyguards rushed in, but they only had a confrontation before being swept away by the killer's machine gun. Those who survived didn't even have time to take out their guns, and there was a military thorn in their hearts, leaving them to die in silence.

"Chen Shaoming, come and be safe." Zhang Chukun appeared at some point. He stood beside the corpses of Xu Guiwan's bodyguards. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the military assassins landed on his body and then disappeared.

He smiled and said loudly: "I want to see what's so great about you, the crippled Dark Dragon Team Leader." With that, he kicked off his feet and rushed towards Chen Shaoming.

Seeing Zhang Chukun rushing over without any scruples, he was a living target. Of course, the bodyguards would not let him go, and they pointed their guns at him and started shooting.

Strangely enough, it felt like the shot would hit, but when the bullet was fired, Zhang Chukun's body seemed to have turned into two in an instant. The bullet penetrated one, while the other

It is a continuous forward movement.

Everyone understood that the speed was too fast and there was an afterimage, but understanding it was one thing, and doing it was another thing. As far as the skills Zhang Chukun was showing now, no one present could complete it, so once

The time bodyguard was so surprised that he even forgot to shoot, and was instantly beaten into a hornet's nest by other killers.

Facing the charging Zhang Chukun, Chen Shaoming's heart skipped a beat. He threw the pistol in his hand without thinking. At this time, the difference in strength was revealed. Others would only hit Zhang Chukun with their guns.

There was an afterimage, and Chen Shaoming threw the pistol over with such speed and force that the opponent had no time to dodge, so he could only use the military thorn in his hand to block it.

Taking advantage of Zhang Chukun's blocking, Chen Shaoming controlled the wheelchair and rushed towards the position of his pistol. Just when he was about to reach the pistol, a row of bullets hit him, forcing him to stop and rotate the back of the wheelchair.

He tried to block the bullet. After such a delay, the killer's firepower was aimed at him again, causing him to lose the chance to get the gun.

"md." Chen Shaoming cursed loudly, and at the same time hit his thigh with his right hand. At this time, if he still had a good body, he could easily solve it and face it. Unfortunately, he

Now he is disabled, so he hates his body very much.

The wheelchair was specially modified. The back of the chair was bulletproof, but it could not withstand the resistance of powerful firepower. Chen Shaoming in the wheelchair could clearly feel the thrust of the bullets pushing him away bit by bit. He turned around and looked at the distance getting further and further away from him.

He held the pistol tighter.

The female bodyguard's pistol is not the same model as his, so the bullets in the magazine will be useless once they are fired, otherwise he would not throw them out. There are bullets in his wheelchair, but the model of the magazine is his own pistol.

Other pistols cannot be used at all, which is why he must get his own pistol.

Zhang Chukun may not know such details, but he understands that Chen Shaoming is just a soft-footed shrimp without a pistol, but if he is given a pistol, he is a dragon. Even if he is sick, he is still a dragon that can fly in the clouds and do anything.

With his own men providing him with firepower, Zhang Chukun easily reached the side of one of the bodyguards. Seeing him approaching, the bodyguard was ready to shoot, but before the man could turn the gun around, Zhang Chukun's shot

The military thorn was already in front of his eyes and pierced directly into his forehead. As white and red stuff flowed out from it, the bodyguard's eyes lost their luster.

Zhang Chukun's series of actions were all completed under Chen Shaoming's sight. In fact, Zhang Chukun's eyes never left the former Dark Dragon team leader during this period. The smile on his face seemed to tell Chen Shaoming, "I

I just want to kill someone in front of you."

Chen Shaoming clearly remembered that man had the same smile. He broke his limbs and spine, and then killed his team members one by one. It was like a game of eagle and chicken. His old hen had been killed.

Once it is destroyed, the chicks behind it will have no choice but to be slaughtered by eagles.

"Ah!" Zhang Chukun's smile touched the anger in Chen Shaoming's heart. He roared and suddenly wanted to stand up. He pushed hard with his right hand and actually pushed his body up. Seeing him standing upright,

When he got up, not to mention Zhang Chukun, even the others were stunned.

"Zhang Chukun, I want you to die." Chen Shaoming shouted with his eyes wide open. At this moment, it seemed as if a storm was blowing in the venue, and everyone froze involuntarily.
Chapter completed!