Supporting the hermit, He Zhenzhong raised his head, glanced at the gangsters around him one by one, and snorted coldly: "You actually have the courage to attack and murder active soldiers, which is good. Baidu search is awesome. Literary Network. "
Seeing He Zhenzhong, who was filled with murderous aura, all the gangsters turned pale, swallowed their saliva, and kept retreating.
Although they showed off their power in front of ordinary people and could kill people without any trouble, compared with He Zhenzhong who rushed out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood and hail of bullets, even if they were chasing each other, they couldn't keep up.
Although there were many people and there were machetes in their hands, they did not feel the slightest sense of security, and sweat broke out on their vests.
Boom.
Qing Lang finally moved the door panel away from his body. His face was completely deformed and blood was flowing out. With his hands on the ground, he stood up unsteadily, "Who is this idiot? Don't you want to live anymore?"
He was knocked away directly, and then pressed to the ground by the door. He didn't even see who took care of him.
Deng Deng.
call.
boom.
There was another sharp pain in the stomach, and the green wolf, who was still a little dizzy, flew out again and hit the car. There was a clang and a scream like a slaughtered pig.
"Walk."
"Go quickly."
The gangsters didn't dare to hesitate and retreated one after another, heading outside.
Are you kidding? The most capable boss was kicked out with one kick. Can they resist this officer?
Woo woo woo.
Zizzi.
There was the screeching sound of car tires scraping against the ground.
More than a dozen Jinbei vans parked in front of the bar.
Wow.
The car door opened, and the figure holding a machete and steel pipe quickly jumped out of the car.
"Who dares to come and cause trouble?" A guy with a fat head and big ears and a gold chain as thick as a little finger around his neck yelled, "I want to see who dares to come to us because he doesn't want to mess around anymore.
There is trouble on the territory.”
"Cut him."
"Hehe, brothers are starting to work."
A group of gangsters brandished knives, danced with poles, and started shouting.
When passers-by saw this, they were all frightened and quickly ran away. Occasionally, a few brave people stopped at a distance and sighed, wondering who was going to suffer again.
Boom.
"Come on, come with me and have a look." The guy waved his hand.
Deng Deng Deng.
His footsteps immediately stopped, and the men who were guarding the bar all retreated, and their bodies seemed to be trembling. What was going on? His face was full of confusion. Could it be that several other gangs came to seek revenge?
"ah."
call.
Boom.
A figure appeared, crossed an elegant parabola, and landed directly at the guy's feet.
"Boss, save, save me."
Several times in a row, all the bones in Qing Lang's body were about to fall apart, and his face was covered in blood. He lay there without any trace of his usual ferocious look.
The guy lowered his head and looked at Qing Lang, his face changing sharply. This guy in their gang was known to be good at beating, but he was actually tortured like this? Hiss, he couldn't help but gasp.
Deng Deng.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up.
He Zhenzhong supported the hermit and appeared with the hermit's sister.
The guy took a hard look and saw that one person had lost so many of them. He gritted his teeth and realized that even though he was an officer, how could they develop in Donghai City without any background?
He raised his hand and said, "Surround us."
"I don't know whether to live or die." He Zhenzhong snorted.
Surrounded by so many people, how dare this guy be so arrogant? The guy's teeth were almost broken and he stared at He Zhenzhong, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"You don't deserve to know my name. As for what you want to do, of course it's to kill someone."
As soon as he heard He Zhenzhong's voice, the guy's expression changed even more. Murder? This.
He turned his head and looked at the dozens of subordinates who had been brought over. He felt confident again. After all, with what he had done over the years, if he was really caught, nine lives would not be enough to kill him.
Moreover, there is only one person in He Zhenzhong. If he is killed, there are so many people, and the law will not punish everyone. At least there is room for maneuver. Thinking of this, he felt courageous, raised his head, looked at He Zhenzhong, and sneered, "Boy, that's weird.
You are so arrogant that you dare to come here alone.
"Are you trying to outnumber others?" He Zhenzhong nodded, "You'll know later."
Know? Know what? The guy stared at He Zhenzhong with confusion.
Boom boom boom.
Hearing the roar, everyone couldn't help but look up and were instantly dumbfounded.
Overhead, between the tall buildings, two Wuzhi flew over quickly and stopped in the air.
Wow.
The hatch was pushed open and the rope was thrown down.
call.
Situ Lingfeng appeared with a gun on his back. He quickly slid down and landed on the ground. With a backhand movement, he took it into his hand with a cold, murderous wave, and pointed the gun at those guys.
Whoosh.
Zeng Fan, Yan Longhui, Tang Xinyi, and Ye Cunxin also all fully armed and quickly descended.
Now, all the gangsters' faces turned pale, they kept retreating, and huddled together. What was going on? The boss asked them to come over and kill people, but how to kill them? Fighting the soldiers with guns with knives?
Damn it, what is this if you don't want to die?
That guy's eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and his face was dull. Is this a special force?
Da da da.
Dang Dang.
Puff puff.
The dense bullets were swept out, leaving hot bullet holes on the ground.
"Ah." A scream sounded.
"I surrender, don't kill me."
"Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, I was forced to do so, please spare me."
Bang, bang, bang.
Machetes and steel pipes were thrown all over the floor. The gangsters were so frightened that they trembled all over and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
The leading guy's face was covered with a deathly gray color, his feet were shaking, sweat was pouring from his forehead, and his clothes had several holes punctured by bullets.
Who did they offend? He almost cried.
Woo woo woo.
At the street entrance, a military jeep appeared, followed closely by armored personnel carriers and infantry fighting vehicles.
Zizzi.
boom.
The car door opened, and Miao Lang, Chen Shanming and others, who were also heavily armed, got out of the car.
"quick."
"Quick, seal this place."
Deng Deng Deng.
The soldiers from the former special operations brigade quickly got out of the car, holding their guns, and built bunkers on the spot, completely sealing off the street.
He Zhenzhong handed the hermit to Yi Tian and asked him to take him to the hospital. Then he walked up to the guy and asked, "Are there still more people than there are now?"
Gulu.
The guy swallowed his saliva and his body was shaking like a sieve. How can this compare? No matter how fierce the underworld is, can it compare with the army?