The off-road vehicle slammed into the taxi, and then there was a loud bang, a dazzling flame rose up, a wave of heat was rolled up, the falling snowflakes melted instantly, the fog filled the air, and a powerful terrifying energy knocked the off-road vehicle torn apart. And after the taxi was hit hard, it was lifted into the sky by the shock wave of the explosion, and it rolled and fell heavily more than ten meters away with a bang.
At the same time, Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi had already rushed to a place two kilometers away from the Hongqi Hotel, and then they raised their sniper rifles and stood straight in the middle of the road eight meters apart. Some of the passing vehicles glanced curiously, then went around, and some stopped to wait and see, then turned around and left.
At this time, Song Xiaoqiao said coldly: "The suspected target appeared, a white minivan with no license plate, and the speed is about 110."
Zheng Hangqi didn't take his eyes off the sniper scope, let go of the hand holding the trigger, and stretched his arms flat: "Wind direction, northwest, wind speed, 3, temperature -27, humidity, 5, distance 1600 meters, 1500 meters, 1400 meters whether Confirm the target!"
Song Xiaoqiao said: "Can't confirm, it seems that the target speed is accelerating, around 140."
In the van, the driver rubbed his eyes: "Are there two people standing in the middle of the road ahead?"
The guy sitting in the co-pilot stared at the front with wide-eyed eyes. As the distance shortened, the guy's face suddenly became ferocious and said: "It seems that there is a gun, it may be a cop, turn around!"
Just as the driver was about to turn around, a siren sounded from behind: "There is no going back."
The guy sitting in the co-pilot bent down and took out three AKs under the car seat and handed them to the two people behind, and said viciously; "Rush over." After speaking, he opened the window and poked the gun out.
Zheng Hangqi said: "500 meters, repeat, whether to confirm the target."
A smile appeared on Song Xiaoqiao's face: "Target confirmed!" After speaking, he squeezed the trigger hard.
"boom!"
The muzzle flashed, and the bullet pierced through the snow curtain, passing through the windshield of the van with a fiery airflow, and slammed into the head of the big driver. Blood mixed with brains splashed onto the windshield, and then the whole car lost control and wobbled towards the side of the road. Just as the three people in the car were about to shoot, they were staggered by the out-of-control car.
When the van skidded and rushed sideways to the side of the road, Zheng Hangqi locked the mailbox and pulled the trigger hard. The van was engulfed by the fireball with a bang, and then a guy was thrown into the sky covered in flames, dancing in the air and making howls that were not human.
Zheng Hangqi put down his gun: "I hope you can live forever in the fire."
Song Xiaoqiao gestured: "Go!"
Several police cars drove over quickly and stopped beside the burning van. Twenty or thirty police officers got out of the car, led by Lin Xingdong. The guy looked at the burning van, then looked up at Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi who were walking over. I have been guessing in my heart why these two women are so good at marksmanship.
Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi came over and threw the guns in their hands to Lin Xingdong: "The gangsters solved it for you, you can deal with it yourself later."
Lin Xingdong caught the two sniper rifles in a hurry, and just about to speak, Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi had already walked away.
"Team Lin, who are they? They're so hung up."
Lin Xingdong stared: "How can there be so much nonsense, quickly put out the fire and deal with the scene."
Yang Luo squatted by the side of the taxi with a cigarette butt in his mouth and looked inside, only to see the two guys inside were squeezed into the deformed car, and blood was still flowing out of the car drop by drop.
Xiaoqi, Zhao Yu, and He Ze stood watching from a distance. The three of them ran with Yang Luo just now, but they couldn't run for a while, and then saw Yang Luo get into a taxi. past.
He Ze murmured, "****, are you making a movie?"
Zhao Yu said softly: "It's that simple to clean up people?"
Xiao Qi smiled and patted the shoulders of the two: "How difficult do you think it is?"
He Ze's throat twitched: "It's so fucking awesome, just look at the impact of the two cars just now, it was indeed very intense, but it wouldn't explode."
Xiaoqi said; "There is a bomb!"
At this moment, Wang Bingrui and Wang Xuefeng ran over with their people. The two of them didn't know what Yang Luo was doing there, but when they got closer, they heard Yang Luo tsk tsk: "Tsk tsk tsk It's so pitiful to die so badly. "
Wang Bingrui's face was dark, the corner of Wang Xuefeng's mouth twitched, and he saluted Yang Luo: "Thank you for your help."
Yang LuoThe security guard stared: "Keep your mouth clean."
"My day!" He Ze opened the door and got out of the car. On the ground in Harbin, there are really few people who dare to challenge him. Especially after knowing Yang Luo's identity, he felt very ashamed.
"Your fucking skin is itchy, right?" He Ze walked over and was about to make a move when a middle-aged man in his forties and wearing a security uniform ran out of the guard room.
"Brother, don't do anything, I'll raise the pole right away." The middle-aged man stopped He Ze, and then raised the pole.
He Ze pointed to the security guard: "Since you are standing here, you should keep your eyes open, or you will be disabled sooner or later." After speaking, he turned and got into the car.
Seeing the off-road vehicle slowly driving into the community, the young security guard stiffened his neck and said, "Brother Li, why did you let them in without registration?"
The middle-aged man patted the young security guard on the shoulder: "Adhere to the principle, who do you want to assign, some people like us little people can't afford to offend."
The young security guard was still a little unconvinced: "I have seen a lot of rich people, and I haven't seen any luxury cars. If you want to go in, you should register obediently. Look at the broken car they drive, is it still some big shot?"
The middle-aged man sighed: "The car doesn't mean anything, the license plate is the symbol of status."
"License plate?" The young security guard suddenly fell silent.
Song Xiaoqiao was driving around in the community, Zhao Yu suddenly said: "Stop!" Then he pointed to a three-story villa on the right front, "That should be No. 88."
Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit one, then looked up: "Go back, we'll come over at night."
"Beep beep"
There was a sound of car horns coming from behind, Song Xiaoqiao glanced at the reversing mirror, drove the car forward, then turned onto another road, three cars came from behind, and stopped in front of Villa No. 88.
Xiaoqi looked back and saw seven people getting off in three cars, cursing: "Damn, it's the king of heaven. (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com