Black people in this world have always been scumbags.
Yes, that’s right!
I just discriminate against those losers who want to live a good life but are unwilling to work hard.
Even if you are a gangster, how to maintain morale is a problem for black people.
Fortunately, there is something called heroin in this world. The Germans once used it to help soldiers overcome their fear, and as a result, this stuff spread all over the world. And now black villains also like to use it before fighting, which suddenly makes the FBI
They all suffered heavy casualties and were defeated.
Similarly, when he saw the highly motivated black men rushing towards him with a flaming rubber gasoline bottle in his hands, with a ferocious smile on his face, Zhou Qingfeng also felt like a dead man.
I'm fucking being held upside down in a bulletproof Mercedes!
Just now, Zhou Qingfeng was proud that he had chosen a car that was strong, thick and not afraid of bullets. But now, with his strength twice that of ordinary people and five times the explosive power, he couldn't break through the thick bulletproof glass - this thing can't even be bulleted.
Even if you can't hit it, are you afraid of the impact of your elbow?
Seeking death!
Why did I choose such a car? I can't even escape now.
Looking from the upside-down car window, the beating firelight of the gasoline bottle reflected the black man's shiny skin. The excitement and ferocity on the other person's face were clearly visible, and it took less than a few seconds for him to rush over screaming from more than ten meters away.
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"Damn it, the car door can't be opened." Zhou Qingfeng felt a chill coming out, and a layer of sweat broke out all over his body. He couldn't hit the window or open the door, and his body was shaking when it was upside down.
It's crooked, and I couldn't find the button to lower the window even though I was looking around.
Seeing that the nigger responsible for throwing the gasoline bottle had already run three or four meters away, the opponent raised his arm and the gasoline bottle was already out of his hand. If this thing were hit and exploded, it would be a sea of fire that could not be extinguished.
It is said that the fuel tank of the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz is also explosion-proof, but what if it is not explosion-proof? What if the fire is too big and the oxygen in the car is depleted. I am invincible in the world, and those who are unlucky today will not die in one group.
In the hands of a nigger?
In the critical situation, Helena finally brought some good news to Zhou Qingfeng, "Victor, gun, gun, gun!"
Zhou Qingfeng had just yelled for a gun in a fit of desperation, and Helena was also desperate and tried her best. She remembered that this was the car of the drug trafficker Chris, and when Chris wanted to escape, he threw several large bags in the back seat.
s position.
Just a few seconds after the nigger pounced on her, Helena quickly unbuckled her safety belt, turned over and opened several large bags in the back seat.
A large amount of cash fell out of a bag. This thing is of use now!
Another bag of white powder fell out of the bag. This thing is still useless!
Several guns fell out of the last bag, and they were assault rifles!
"Victor, gun, gun, gun!" Helena was ecstatic for a moment, but when she handed an assault rifle to Zhou Qingfeng, she screamed in horror and despair - the rubber gasoline bottle that was set on fire
Already got rid of it!
Damn it!
Now we just have to grab time!
‘Excellent alertness’ comes to me three times in a row!
In three seconds, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the rifle handed over by Helena with one hand, and finally found the button to lower the window with the other hand. There was a buzzing sound for less than a second, and a small hole opened in the bulletproof glass window.
Zhou Qingfeng quickly loaded the gun and opened the safety. Then the muzzle of the gun stuck out of the gap in the car window and shot the opponent with a bang!
The sound of the gunshot was inconspicuous, but Zhou Qingfeng fired very steadily when time stood still. The flaming gasoline bottle opposite him also remained steady in mid-air and was hit steadily by the bullet.
With a bang, the gasoline bottle that the nigger had just taken away exploded. The gasoline with the rubber dissolved in it was sticky and thick. The moment it splashed, the gasoline was ignited at the same time, covering an area of four to five meters around, and even more so the bomb was dropped.
The nigger is wrapped up in it.
Ah..., the nigger who rushed up was screaming wildly a second ago, but a second later he turned into a human-shaped torch and started dancing in the middle of the street. He was buckled upside down on the roof of the car and lowered again with his head towards Zhou Qingfeng.
The car window blocked the heat wave from outside.
Dad was so scared that his little heart was fluttering.
Looking at the black men running around and shouting who were on fire outside, the two people in the car were all tense for a moment, and Zhou Qingfeng's hand holding the gun turned white from excessive exertion.
"Grandma is such a bear, I almost got killed." Zhou Qingfeng was also frightened half to death by the critical situation just now. It was really just half a second away from death. At that time, they were the only ones having barbecue in the sea of fire.
But the current critical situation has not been resolved. Zhou Qingfeng and Helena are still trapped in the car, and the forklift that knocked them over is still hitting the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz. The huge shovel keeps hitting,
The two people hiding in the car were also miserable.
"We have to get out, maybe someone will come to throw incendiary bombs later." Zhou Qingfeng shouted, "My car door is stuck, Helena, try the back seat door."
The two men now unbuckled their seat belts and were moving around in the upside-down Mercedes-Benz. They rolled into the back seat and finally opened a door, but they couldn't get out.
The drug-addicted gangsters across the street were still firing with joy, and the swishing bullets jingled on the bulletproof car door. Zhou Qingfeng's 'extraordinary alertness' three times a day had been used up.
, he risks being beaten to death if he takes the lead.
"What the hell, what are those FBI guys doing?" Zhou Qingfeng could only turn around and look at the FBI members who were still in Chris' hiding place.
Helena also looked back and shouted: "These niggas are crazy, they are blocked in and can't get out. But it doesn't matter, we can wait for a while, the police will come to support soon."
It doesn't matter? It matters a lot! How can we get out of trouble when the police come? I don't want any bullshit support, let alone stay to take notes. I want to run away!
Zhou Qingfeng took out a few magazines from the bag where the weapon had just been dropped. He was holding an AK series assault rifle. He couldn't see the model clearly for a while, but it was durable and easy to use. He was about to open the car door to reveal
He used a gap to shoot at the gangster gunman on the opposite side.
"Victor, what are you doing?" Helena asked for stability and naturally wanted to prevent Zhou Qingfeng from taking risks.
"What we're not doing is just killing people." Zhou Qingfeng opened the car door, and a series of bullets hit him from the opposite side. The bulletproof glass of the car was ragged, and a large number of cracks and dents appeared. The steel plate of the car body was even more damaged.
Sparks rise.
"Victor, you are crazy!" Helena closed the car door, and a stray bullet shot through the gap in the car door, leaving a blood mark on Zhou Qingfeng's arm.
Damn it, I just fucked with them!
The gangster gunmen were happily shooting wildly. As soon as the trigger was pulled to the end, the bullets in the guns in their hands could be empty in a few seconds. While several gunmen were changing magazines, the overturned bulletproof Mercedes Benz on the opposite side opened
Rear seat door.
A half-naked tough man wearing a face-covering helmet, a red cape, and shorts jumped out - let me tell you, this is not over!