"F*ck!" Chen Jiaju cursed, but he didn't know who he was scolding specifically!
But now that the matter has come to this, I can only follow my usual practice, holding the car window with one hand, taking out a .38 with the other hand and leaning down from the window, shouting loudly: "Stop!"
"Fuck you!" As expected, he was greeted by a fist as big as a sandbag, and the bald bodyguard sent the gun flying with one punch.
Not giving up after knocking Chen Jiaju's gun away, he grabbed the gun at hand, pointed it at the roof of the car, and pulled the trigger.
Chen Jiaju screamed in surprise, and the hand holding the gun did not press the car window again. Instead, he used the force of the swing to twist the man in the air, and kicked the bald head in the car with his legs.
At this moment, when Song Zijie saw the car rushing towards him, he subconsciously fired three times in a row. The three bullets went past, and immediately three big holes appeared in the windshield in front of the car. Others were full of cracks and his vision was completely blocked.
But just when he was about to continue pulling the trigger, the walkie-talkie on his body suddenly remembered that Wang Yaozu's voice came from inside, "Don't shoot, Jiaju is in the car!"
"Fuck!" Song Zijie, who was usually the most elegant, couldn't help but swear. Facing the car that was rushing towards him, he immediately dodged sideways and dodged.
The three people in the car were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat. Luo Maosen, who was driving, could feel the burning sensation when the bullet passed by his head. Baldhead and Chen Jiaju, who were fighting each other, did not care about the fight and were so scared that they were in the back seat.
Curl up your body as much as possible.
Luo Maosen's head was covered with sweat, dripping down continuously. Fortunately, he saw more wind and waves. At this moment, he turned around to help the bald head without hesitation. The broken windshield completely blocked his vision, and he could only hold back with one hand.
He held the steering wheel tightly, grabbed the gun next to him with one hand, and threw it at the windshield.
After a few "bang", "bang" and "bang", the windshield, which was already full of cracks, completely shattered, and the view became clear again.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his field of vision clearly showed a group of uniformed police blocking the road ahead.
Led by Da Qie, this group of military uniforms held up their .38 guns and shouted loudly, but no one fired. Yuan Haoyun was very skilled in shooting. No one would be able to pay if they hit Chen Jiaju in the car.
Take this responsibility.
After all, military uniforms only have one free opportunity to practice shooting every week, and they only have five rounds of ammunition. If you expect them to have any marksmanship... then forget it.
There is nothing that can be done about it. There are nearly 20,000 frontline police officers in Hong Kong. Even if each of them is given five rounds per day, it will consume close to 100,000 rounds of ammunition. The police force cannot afford this money.
Wouldn't it be nice to have the money to buy some brand-name coffee for various agencies in the headquarters...
Luo Maosen gritted his teeth, curled up as much as possible, grabbed the steering wheel with his hands, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and roared towards the crowd.
The scene in front of him surprised him. The strips were like timid rats, screaming and running towards both sides. Seeing that he was about to escape, Luo Maosen laughed wildly, "Hahahaha...
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"Bang bang" was accompanied by laughter and the sound of a tire exploding almost blended into one sound.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" Then the car body tilted down. The super fast speed caused the car body to roll and fall out with a series of crashing sounds. Finally, it spun and slid far away like a tortoise with the lid turned over.
, under the night sky, a series of sparks were caused by friction.
"Wow!" Daqie held his head, shrank down, and looked at this scene with a grin. He shivered before the car rolled over, as if he was inside the car.
Sure enough, there is a difference between watching it in the movie and seeing it with your own eyes. The car rollover scene was really shocking!
So enjoyable!
Now everyone in the car is still smashed to pieces!
Wait, Brother Yao seemed to say just now... Damn it!
"Hurry, hurry, sir Chen is in there too!" Daqie didn't care to sigh, and quickly ordered his men in military uniforms to rush over with guns.
You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die!
It's just that the car crashed like this, so I'm afraid the situation won't be good.
Song Zijie was chasing this way quickly, and he was still thinking about trying not to let the criminal leader escape. He saw this scene from a distance, and stood there in shock. In any case, he never expected that Brother Yao taught and arranged
The 'stasis zone' had such a violent effect, my heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I rushed over quickly.
(PS: Do not imitate dangerous methods. If something happens, we will not be responsible, especially those related to the traffic police!)
When Song Zijie rushed over, he found that Da Qie and others were standing there helpless, looking at the car body which had been completely deformed. Luo Maosen, who was in charge of driving, had his suit turned blood red, and the blood kept flowing towards him.
It's dripping down below.
In the back seat, Chen Jiaju and the bald man were a little better, but they were also covered in blood. They were unconscious, which is what the title meant. Especially Chen Jiaju, there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
I don't know if it was the mouth that was injured or the internal organs that were injured, but no one dared to move their bodies at all.
"Did you seize the white car?" Song Zijie asked quickly.
"It has already been detained." Daqie wiped the sweat from his head and whispered: "The black car has also been detained."
So thoughtful...
Song Zijie opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. He could only thank Daqie's eight generations of ancestors in his heart on behalf of Jiaju...
Going back to the other side, Wang Yaozu turned around and left when he saw Song Zijie didn't shoot again. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but it was really beyond his reach, so he could only run towards the other side.
On the other side, Liu Baoqiang was more experienced than Song Zijie. He did not stand directly in front of the oncoming car. Instead, he opened a passage and stood to the side.
Gui Lao subconsciously rushed over there. At this moment, Liu Baoqiang flicked the thick and hard bolt of the gun, "Boom", "Boom", "Boom" and "Boom" and fired four shots in a row. The dense scattered bullets seemed to cover the entire place.
Void.
The windshield, car window, and tire on one side burst almost instantly. The distance between the two sides was less than three meters. The projectiles that passed through the windshield directly hit Gui Lao's body. The person who was hit on the spot was covered in blood.
The car also crashed into a pile of building materials on the roadside.
Wang Yaozu, who was running over, saw this scene and immediately shouted, "Stay strong, get out of the way!"
Liu Baoqiang was stunned, and subconsciously followed the order and flashed over. Then he saw the MP5 in Wang Yaozu's hand aimed at the ghost guy in the car and fired a burst. "Click, click, click" blood spurted out from the ghost guy again. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
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If it was said that after being bombarded by trolls, due to the existence of the windshield, Gui Lao might have been disfigured instead of dead, then this would be a complete hiccup.
Wang Yaozu came over and patted Liu Baoqiang on the shoulder and said: "We stopped at the intersection. After warning, the drug criminal still forced his way in and was shot to death on the spot."
Liu Baoqiang suddenly understood and immediately nodded in agreement.