After Qiu Er sat in the car and shouted, the brother in the passenger seat lowered his head and took out a gun from under the seat of the car. He then slowed down and wanted to pull the car aside, but he saw many people rushing out of the back door and then said, "Second brother, there are too many people."

Qiu Er was stunned at the crowd: "Mom, who is this?"

...

Inside the house, corridor.

When Fu Zhisong saw that Huang Fatty and others were also snatched away by his brother, he kicked Qiu San in the face, turned around and shot twice at the chandelier in the corridor, turned around and ran out of the back door.

On the side of the street, the driver looked at Qiu Er in a panic and said, "Second brother, there are too many people, don't go there."

"Damn it, the third brother is still in the store!" Qiu Er didn't listen to the driver's dissuasion at all, and reached out and pushed open the car door and ran down.

Fu Zhisong was at the end, turned his head and saw Qiu Er, and urged the driver who was rushing over from the main gate: "Fill them with people and leave first!"

“Buzz!”

After speaking, several off-road vehicles began to flee along the street. When Fu Zhisong saw that his people were almost gone, he also got into an off-road vehicle and closed the door and shouted: "Hurry up, go quickly! These Bs dare to hold fire with guns. They are all quite decent, and they can't catch up with them!"

When the driver heard this, he stepped on the accelerator and drove directly out of the city.

In the corridor, Qiu San gritted his teeth and stood up, covered the wound on his stomach, and kicked Xiao Dong in the stomach: "Mom, if there is a decent standing beside me today, you won't let anyone snatch Dongguan away!"

Xiao Dong didn't dare to reply after hearing the sound, and followed Qiu Er and others and rushed in: "What's going on?"

"A little girl knew that Dongguan was locked up here. She must have called Luo Jiajun. A group of outsiders came and snatched Dongguan and Fatty Huang away." Qiu San covered the wound on his stomach, said to his second brother, and then walked out.

"What are you doing?!"

"Damn it, today I'm going to let Dongguan run away, and then I'll play jb in the future!" Qiu San took out the phone and dialed a number as he walked to the side of the road.

"Hey, third brother!?"

"Call ten brothers and open it for the database. Get the things and run to the national highway for me now! Hurry up!" Qiu San yelled with his eyes.

"Okay, I understand, third brother!"

"So quickly!"

"knew!"

After the words came, the two ended the call and followed Qiu Er to stop him and said, "You don't know who will rob Dongguan. What if something happens if you catch up with me!"

"The people who come here are not afraid of something, the people you chase are afraid of jb! I have done anyone opposite today!" Qiu San kept persuading him, and had no intention of going to the hospital to get a gunshot wound. He just turned around and shouted, "Mom, whoever wants to have a good face, get in the car!"

5. The shooting distance of the continuous firing is relatively close, and most of them are homemade. The projectiles are mainly steel balls and iron sand. So once the distance is a little farther, its lethality will be weakened a lot. However, if you are hitting with your face, you will definitely kill people. So if you have an older gangster around you, you will actually find that some of them will have those dense bumps on their bodies, but in addition to affecting their beauty and being uncomfortable in cloudy days and rain, there are no signs of disability. This is the fifth consecutive firing. The collapse is far away from it.

Qiu Er was originally worried about his younger brother when he saw that he was injured, but when he saw that he was still chasing him, he immediately knew that this guy was nothing big. He also saw that he couldn't stop him, so he immediately called two times.

...

About forty minutes later, on the national highway, Fu Zhisong, who had already seen no car followed behind him, was relieved. Just as he was about to change a car to go to Qiao Shuai's side, the driver shouted: "Brother, there are several cars behind him who are rushing up with double flash!"

Fu Zhisong turned around and glanced at him. Seeing that there were indeed several cars behind him flashing and were chasing forward with their lives, he suddenly became nervous again. He turned around and picked up five consecutive hairs, turned his head and stared at the rear convoy.

"Can it be the police?" the driver asked again: "Did they report the case?"

"It's definitely not. The police didn't handle the case like this!" Fu Zhisong immediately responded: "We are not familiar with the road here, and the only national highway that can be taken is this. If they really report the case, the police will definitely contact their colleagues passing by to set up checkpoints! And they know that we have guns and if we really want to catch up, there must be martial j!"

"That's the right guy?" Zhang Hongwei, the co-pilot, asked.

"It should be." Fu Zhisong nodded.

"Mom, just park the car and do it with them!" Sun Zhi shouted.

"You fucking your brain." Fu Zhisong frowned and cursed: "You can be a little stunned to save Dongguan, but you're stumbled back. You're a little stupid when you're stunned! You have to understand what you are here for!"

After Sun Zhi was scolded, he immediately stopped talking.

"Get out quickly, run!" Fu Zhisong licked his lips and urged the driver.

In the rear, inside the front car, Qiu San gritted his teeth and urged: "At the approach, hurry, at the approach, hit the tire first!"

The driver accelerated again when he heard the sound.

In the convoy ahead, the driver looked at the reversing mirror, swallowed his saliva and said to Fu Zhisong: "Brother, they bite him to death!"

Just as everyone was talking and chatting, Qiu Er in the convoy behind looked up at the big blue sign on the side of the road, frowned and urged the young man in the co-pilot: "Call the third brother, this is all out of the Liaon territory, stop chasing him!"

“Buzz!”

After saying that, Qiao Shuai suddenly saw the lights of the opposite lane, and a convoy consisting of at least a dozen cars, all of which were driving here in double flashes.

"...It's over, it's over!" Yang Xin blinked and muttered: "It may be a mess for someone!"

Qiao Shuai covered her shoulders with gauze in her left hand, and responded pale, "There are so many cars!"

Just as the two were talking, three cars leading the way suddenly slowed down in the middle of the road when they faced the convoy on the sidewalk.

"I can't get through it now!" Qiao Shuai gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm going to do it with them!"

"No!" Yang Xin suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Shuai asked.

"Fuck! They are all the brands of the inner m!!" Yang Xin suddenly shouted excitedly: "Our team has arrived!"

After saying that, Qiao Shuai also squinted his eyes and looked forward carefully. Then he saw Cao Meng, who was leading the car, stepping down, standing at the front of the car with one hand in his pocket, and waved his hand at his car.

"Stop by the side, stop by the side!"

Qiao Shuai immediately shouted at the driver.

After dozens of seconds, all the vehicles of Fu Zhisong and others were parked on the side of the road, and six or seven of the more than ten cars brought by Cao Meng were all golden cups, so there were at least 40 or 50 people in these cars alone.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhisong pushed open the car door, jumped down and shouted, "Fuck, why are you here?"

"Xiaoze was worried, so he made two calls at home and asked me to come and answer. I ran to the national highway and saw... Our convoy was so shaking his eyes!" Cao Meng turned his head and spitted his mouth, pulling his neck and asked, "Is the one behind chasing you?"

"Yes!" Qiao Shuai got out of the car and responded.

"Mom, get out of the car, put on white gloves, and put on formations! If you stop the car, fuck him!" Cao Meng turned around and shouted.

"Crack, squeak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the enemies' cars were stagnant.

"Brother Third, there are at least 100 people opposite!" The driver reminded him with sweat on his forehead.

Qiu San had a sinister face and reached out and pushed open the car door.

"Tread!"

Qiu Er walked out of the vehicle behind, opened his mouth and shouted: "Third brother, there is no chance!"

At the same time, Cao Meng stood in front of the front of the car, waved his hand and shouted: "Come on, let's call a civilized and polite battle, and report the number from beginning to end!! It's louder, send it to me to Shen Yi!"

"Fuck your mother, come here!" Yang Xin stood beside the car and shouted.

"Come here!!"

More than a hundred people shouted in unison.

"Let's go! Can this scene be fought? Do you want to go to the news broadcast?" Qiu Er pulled Qiu San with a gloomy face and held the gun tightly.
Chapter completed!