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Chapter 1135 For your trust, exhaust your blood!(1/2)

"You and I are bragging about you. Mom! The surveillance cameras have seen it. There are only three of you."

Lu Gang hid behind the wall on the other side, pulled his neck and shouted: "There are only three of them, please kill them quickly."

After he finished speaking, the rest of the group, holding inferior weapons in their hands, gritted their teeth and headed towards us.

"brush."

The child bandit took out his cell phone from his pocket, quickly activated the camera function, stuck the camera out against the wall, and then quickly flashed the flashlight in the corridor. The positions of the other people were immediately displayed on the cell phone screen.

"King Kang."

The moment the flashlight flashed, the opponent's bullets immediately hit the wall and scattered debris.

"Uh-huh."

The child bandit suddenly turned around, knelt on the ground with his right knee, and kept his body motionless. He fired three shots. One of the other men was shot in the leg and fell to the ground. The others turned around and ran back.

"Lu Gang, let me stop this. You can't even use a hundred people here. They are all fellow villagers. Why do you use them as guns?"

The child bandit quickly changed the magazine, knelt on one knee, stared at the entrance to the corridor opposite, and spoke clearly.

"Tap."

I took advantage of this moment and turned around and entered the storage room with the big basin.

"elder brother."

I scanned the room and shouted quickly.

"Here it is."

Fatty Dai raised his hands and shouted.

"Are you okay?"

I ran over, lowered my head and scanned it, and found that there were blood stains on Fatty Dai’s legs.

"It's okay. If you come here later, Lao Qian and I will take medicine."

Fatty Dai grabbed my arm and stood up, pinched my shoulders hard and said, "Nannan, if you can come, you will help me gain face. More than anything else, it gives me a sense of accomplishment."

When Lao Qian heard Fatty Dai's words, he didn't say a word and just stood up silently.

And I lay next to Fatty Dai's ear and whispered: "Brother, today, I brought the best team in the ocean. You rest, Zhang Weimin, I pushed him in front of you, breaking the last hurdle in your heart."

Fatty Dai looked at me, his lips moved and he said nothing.

"Walk."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and left, turned around and grabbed Huo Guang's gun, and rushed out of the corridor.

"Fuck you, mom, more than ten people can be scared by one person."

Lu Gang cursed loudly behind the wall.

"Squad leader, I'm in a stalemate here. There are ten people on the other side going up. I can't rush through, and neither can they."

The child bandit said while holding the headset.

"Just tell me what you mean."

The monitor quickly responded.

"You surround me from behind and quickly break the deadlock."

The child bandit replied quickly.

"Their weapons, as for asking you to ask me for help, do I have to go there?" the squad leader asked with a frown.

"They are just farmers,."

The child bandit bit his lip and replied.

"Okay, I understand."

The monitor replied simply this time.

"You go to the control room. I'm in the 08 storage room. It's marked on the map." Tong Bandit added.

Less than a minute later, in the corridor behind Lu Gang, the old squad leader turned off the bright flashlight, squatted in the corner, then stretched out the muzzle of the gun, and said into the headset: "Start."

"Hang."

The old squad leader pulled the trigger, and the American-made Remington sprayed gunfire, directly punching a fist-sized groove in the wall.

"There's someone behind you."

On Lu Gang's side, the crowd suddenly panicked and exploded in an instant.

"Don't even move. Damn it. Damn it. Just squat on the ground with your head in your hands."

The old monitor yelled with his eyes widened.

"Tap."

The crowd was still in panic, with more than a dozen people fleeing in two directions.

"Hang."

The old squad leader fired again, hitting the person at the front on the calf, and then continued shouting: "Everyone squat down, fuck you."

"brush,."

The child bandit took one step out of the corridor, pointed at the ceiling, pulled the trigger continuously, and shouted: "Everyone, squat down."

"I'll fuck you."

One person wielded a machete and went straight to the child bandit's neck.

"Snapped."

Dapen stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist, quickly raised his leg and went straight to the man's armpit.

"Bang."

The man's body was kicked upwards and the machete in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Crack."

Dapen's right leg wrapped around his arm and immediately pressed him down.

"Crack,."

With a crisp sound, the man's elbow joint was deformed, and his entire arm suddenly fell down.

"ah,."

He howled miserably and knelt on the ground in pain.

"Don't move,,,fuck you, mom."

The child bandit stood on the edge, shouting at the top of his lungs at the seven or eight people who were looking at him with guns and infinite terror in their eyes.

"Get away,."

Someone is holding a gun and curling his lips to draw fire.

"Kangkongkangkang."

The child bandits aimed at his head and shot him three times, directly beating his right ear into pieces and flying away.

"ah,."

He covered his bleeding ears, his face was distorted, his legs were jumping and he kept howling.

"Whoever wants to die, fuck you. Damn you."

The child bandit stared, gasping and shouting.

"If you fight back, you, mother, will die."

The old squad leader held the Remington from behind, pulled his neck and shouted.

Everyone was frozen in place.

"Your name is Lu Gang."

I took the gun and walked forward.

"Fight back, you are fucking stupid."

Lu Gang looked at me, the child gangster and others in horror. He held a gun and backed away step by step.

"Squat down,."

The child bandit shouted loudly at everyone.

"Bang."

Dapen stretched out his hand to grab a person's head, kicked his knee behind him, and knocked him to the ground. Then he shouted, "I told you to squat down. I didn't hear you."

"Hula la."

The old farmers who were full of blood in the first few dozen seconds are now squatting down together very obediently. The scene is just like the scene in the anti-Japanese TV series where good people meet the Japanese.
To be continued...
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