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Chapter 028

"I'm not a police officer."

"But you're wearing a police uniform."

"The police uniform was stolen."

"But you fought the kidnappers and killed them."

"So what? I'm still not a police officer."

"Then you must be a good person."

"Little guy, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. You'd better hide in a corner, shut your mouth and wait for rescue. As for your mother's life or death, leave it to God to decide."

The kid named Ronnie kept looking at Zhou Qingfeng with pitiful eyes, begging him to save his mother. But Zhou Qingfeng could only make up his mind and refuse repeatedly. After he finished speaking impatiently, he walked in without looking back. A fire exit.

Zhou Qingfeng hopes to enter the upper space of the hospital as soon as possible. Where the environment is complex, it is easier to fight, run away, hide, or infiltrate people. It is much better than a parking lot where there is no place to hide.

The little boy watched Zhou Qingfeng leave without hesitation. He stood there and did not dare to move. He could only cry silently and silently. He was extremely pitiful. The reason why Zhou Qingfeng was so determined to leave him alone was because after the catastrophe, the whole of New York was being wiped out by nuclear bombs. Nearly half of the population died on the ground.

According to the scene in the movie, after the catastrophe, bones were exposed in the wild and corpses were everywhere. That kind of doomsday scene was definitely not suitable for the soft-hearted Virgin Bitch. Zhou Qingfeng knew that he could not save anyone. His abilities were too limited. It is difficult to save yourself.

Zhou Qingfeng aimed his gun diagonally upward and walked quietly up the stairs of the fire escape. When he went up two floors, he smelled a smell of men's cologne coming from the stairs on the first floor.

Humph... foreigners' body odor is so strong that they can't live without perfume. They smell it for a long time without realizing it, but when Zhou Qingfeng, who has very light body odor, smells it, the strong smell cannot be concealed.

What should I do? Zhou Qingfeng doesn’t know how many people are behind the stairs! If it’s just one person, it’s easier to deal with it. He can rush over and attack first, and he can suppress the opponent by just pulling the trigger. But if there are two people, it’s his turn. Caught blind.

Do you want to go back?

Zhou Qingfeng had a hint of retreat in his heart. But he immediately gave up the idea. There would probably be more enemies coming from the parking lot driveway. The people behind the stairs were squatting still, so their numbers should not be dominant. Otherwise, they would I rushed down early.

Zhou Qingfeng decided to wait patiently behind the stairs for a while, aiming his gun steadily forward, waiting for the enemy to jump out on his own.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds... Zhou Qingfeng's time is extremely precious. Big drops of sweat fell from his forehead. Every second he doubted whether his judgment was wrong and whether his nose Did he hear it wrong? If he wasted time and wasted the precious opportunity to escape, he would pay the price with his life.

With an absolute numerical disadvantage, Zhou Qingfeng's inner pressure could make him nervous to the point of twitching. He knew that his opponent might be surrounded from both sides, but he could only wait patiently for the enemy to reveal his flaws.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't move erratically. He tried to adjust his breathing to be gentle and steady without showing any signs of emotion. But after two minutes passed, he heard a burst of crying children suddenly coming from the bottom of the stairs.

Damn it, it's that little boy named Ronnie, he must be in some kind of trouble.

When Zhou Qingfeng heard the cry, his heart tightened. He is not a hard-hearted person, and he will inevitably worry about the weak. If it were in the original world, he would definitely save a child like Ronnie, but now he There's really no way.

"I can't save, I can't save. If I go to save, I will get myself involved. I have to hold on, hold on..." Zhou Qingfeng tried hard to persuade himself not to act rashly, but when he heard Little Ronnie crying more and more

The more miserable and louder it became, the more he felt sad and wanted to shed tears.

"I really can't save it, I can't save it!" Zhou Qingfeng tried hard to control his emotions and not be disturbed by the child's cry. "I have to save myself first, and I must be selfish at this time."

Just when Zhou Qingfeng was about to lose his mind, a bang of a gunshot ended his disorderly and tangled mood, and Little Ronnie's crying stopped abruptly with the sound of the gunshot. He felt that the shot was like

It hit me in the heart, and my heart felt like a piercing pain.

After the child's crying stopped, Zhou Qingfeng could hear the creak of the fire door being suddenly opened, and someone was coming up from downstairs. His heartbeat at this moment was like a drum, beating non-stop.

There are people coming down below and I am surrounded. Should I rush or not? Rush or not?!

The sweat on Zhou Qingfeng's forehead was really pouring out, his eyes were about to turn red, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. But when his will was about to waver, he suddenly heard a burst of radio buzzing from behind the stairs.

It sounded like the kidnappers were communicating with each other.

As soon as this sound rang, Zhou Qingfeng immediately calmed down, his hands stopped shaking, his heart stopped panicking, and his eyes became sharper. He clearly heard the kidnappers downstairs asking the kidnappers upstairs to come down, and they searched together and attacked simultaneously.

.

Sure enough, there was someone squatting behind the stairs. The uncle was right to wait, so he didn’t rush out rashly. If he ran out, wouldn’t he be a living target? Grandson, please come out here!

Sure enough, the grandson came out, and he was still alone! The grandson was holding an assault rifle in his hand, but he turned out without warning. When he turned around the stairs, he suddenly saw the man who had been squatting behind him for a long time.

Zhou Qingfeng was so frightened that he trembled all over.

Grandson, grandpa, I am finally waiting for you.

When the grandson saw Zhou Qingfeng stabbing his gun behind the stairs, he must have been cursing: God, there has been no sound for so long, why is there just a guy squatting there?

In this case, Zhou Qingfeng became a living target. Because the distance was too close, less than half a meter, he hit the opponent in the chest as soon as he pulled the trigger. The opponent fell to the ground and died on the spot, and his death was unjust.

!

As soon as the unlucky guy died, Zhou Qingfeng pulled his body over to use as a shield, turned around and aimed his gun behind him. After the gunfire rang out, the radio on the body also rang, and the kidnappers who came up from downstairs asked what happened.

What happened?

After asking several times but getting no response, the kidnapper downstairs used the walkie-talkie to ask other accomplices, but the answer he received was that no trace of Zhou Qingfeng was found. Now he was basically sure that his accomplices upstairs were just afraid

It's finished.

**! With so many people attacking us, we actually let that damn policeman run away.

The kidnapper downstairs was leaning on the corner of the fire staircase. He held the assault rifle tightly in his hand, tilted his head towards his two companions behind him, and said, "The policeman should be up there. I've called the others to come together. Let's guard first."

Wait here..."

The kidnapper had a good idea, but before he could finish his words, he heard something rolling downstairs. The leading kidnapper downstairs was immediately startled, and he quickly pointed his gun at him, and his eyes naturally turned.

Towards the ground, what actually rolled down was a corpse.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng jumped out from the stairs. In the few tenths of a second when he appeared in the air, the effect of always attacking first appeared.

This time, the weapon in Zhou Qingfeng's hand is no longer a Glock 17 pistol with poor firepower, but an M4A1 in fully automatic mode. All the bullets in the thirty-round magazine spurted out like fury, hot.

The dazzling muzzle flash roared with revenge.


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