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Volume 3 Chapter 147 Let¡¯s go home

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    As soon as Qi Guorong disappeared, Gu Huai sighed bitterly, patted Wang Ju's shoulder to express comfort, and hurriedly gave instructions to the sniper on the opposite side.  Wang Jiahe, on the other hand, was still standing by in a daze. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat. At that moment, from the iron fist on the tip of his nose, he could clearly smell the smell of death, which was very strong and bloody.

    In the temporary command room on the sixth floor, several leaders of the Anxi City Public Security System and dozens of police officers, plus several armed police soldiers, were all silent, and each one was breathing heavily. Although everyone tried their best to suppress the surprise on their faces, they felt deep inside.  The shock could not dissipate for a long time, and the domineering iron fist was replayed over and over in their minds like a movie.

    Xie Lei ordered a Chinese soft drink and sat on the sofa in the rest area, puffing away smoke. Amidst the smoke, he quietly looked at the deep and dark corridor not far away, sighing in his heart: Probably, dad doesn¡¯t belong there at all.  This comfortable society!  Is it right or wrong to just let him fight in the business world?

    The leather shop proprietress and two waitresses, plus Xie Lizhu, and a man and woman fighting in the corridor, a total of six hostages, were all gathered in the left corner of the rooftop, squatting with their hands on their heads.  On the ground, eight bank robbers were all gathered in this corner, trying to confront the police.

    Hidden behind a secret pipe, Lao Qi was like a civet in the dark night, and he was also a little self-deprecating. In his ten years of lustful battlefield, there was never a time when he was not in the smoke of life and death, and the people he fought against were all top agents and kings of soldiers from all over the world. Tonight, he was actually beaten by a group of people.  It's hard for the little miscellaneous fish to live, and he wants to let his opponents know that the majestic Hell Yama is still timid in dealing with a few miscellaneous fish, and they still don't make them laugh out loud.

    He had been lurking on the roof of the building for twenty minutes before, just to observe whether this group of desperadoes really had any other backup methods, such as liquid bombs or something like that. Because he had had many contacts with foreign criminals with high intelligence, he was very knowledgeable.  There were endless ways to save his life, so he couldn't help but be careless, after all, he still had his own Queen Mother inside.

    The depressing result is that after observing for a long time, these people are really a group of authentic little ace fish. Except for the two rapid-fire pistols, the rest all have steel pipe machetes. Even the guard is loose and full of loopholes, showing their amateur level.  At a loss, he looked forward and backward. It seemed that in the past few years, his muscles and bones had not been active and he had not smelled blood, so his heart had become smaller.

    With the pistol in his hand at this moment, his long-awaited fighting spirit was aroused. On the battlefield, the gun was his life, his brother, and the only thing he could rely on.  The feeling of killing, ten years ago today, was as normal as eating and peeing now.  I haven't drank blood for many years, and today I feel a little hopeful.

    Several thugs obviously didn¡¯t realize that the God of Death had stamped their heads, and they were still careless.  The leader with the scarred man sat on the pipe, spit out thick phlegm, and yelled at the people next to him: "See if the time is up. If it is, throw that man down first. Grandma really thought I was on the street."  You little miscellaneous fish, I will try to kill two people for you today!"

    The young man squatting on the ground was named Ji Pan. When he heard that he was the first one to be thrown away, his whole body shivered and he had peed his pants. Fortunately, it was night and no one around him could see him.  His face was pale, and he looked at the girl next to him who was also pale. He couldn't stop complaining in his heart. It took him two months, flowers and rings to finally get the young shopping guide named Wang Xin. He didn't expect the second time.  I met this kind of desperado during an affair.

    Now he regrets so much that his eyebrows have turned green. If he had known this would be the result, he might as well have been generous and spent a few hundred yuan to get a room in a big hotel and enjoy himself. This time, he will even see the sun tomorrow.  No more.

    The young woman named Wang Xin held up her skirt, with tears still on her face. Although she was also frightened, she felt relieved after hearing what the scarred man said.

    She and Ji Pan had been having an affair at the entrance of the seventh floor corridor before. When these people came up, Ji Pan thought they were rapists and hurriedly pushed himself out, claiming that he didn't care about his business and that he would hand him over to these people in order to save his life.  She really regrets now that she was so blind that she fell in love with this worthless man.  Thinking of every contact with the other party, I feel extremely disgusting. If I can survive this time, I must let my husband, who is a fitness instructor, beat this useless coward to death!

    Through the dim lights of the Mingzhu Community next to him, Qi Guorong had already understood the scene thoroughly: eight gangsters, Azhu and four other hostages were all in the corner, about thirteen meters away from him, and among them were the two with the  Armed with a pistol.

    The other four, one of whom was hiding at the small door, was obviously a secret sentry, specifically watching the corridor from the seventh floor to the rooftop. The other three, including their boss Scar, were all distracted and wandering around the hostages.  The goals were wandering around and the curse words kept coming from their mouths. It was obvious that the will of these little miscellaneous fishes had somewhat collapsed.

      Qi Guorong dodged a few times, and like a gust of breeze, he came silently behind the lone secret whistle. He stretched out his tiger palm and twisted it slightly. The secret whistle's neck had already made a 360-degree rotation.  There is no chance of recovery.  Three seconds later, he quietly returned to his original position.

    One minute and seventeen seconds later, there were two close gunshots, and the spiral bullet fired from the opposite direction had accurately shot into the heads of the two gunmen.  The moment the gun rang out, Lao Qi let out a low roar in his throat, and rushed towards Xie Lizhu like a cannonball.

    The two short blades at the waist were thrown out at the same time. After a violent explosion of air, they shot through the throats of the other two people in the next moment.

    He kept speeding, and with a few lightning moves, he had crossed all the criss-crossing pipes. In just two seconds, he had reached Xie Lizhu, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Without the pistol, these people were nothing to him in his eyes.  Like an ant, you can easily crush it to death.

    In less than three seconds, four of the seven brothers died. The scarred man was severely shocked. A strong chill came from the bottom of his heart and spread to his whole body. But after all, he was a person who had seen blood, and he recovered immediately.  Got the spirit.  Roaring: "Fuck you, go to hell."

    Before he could take out the pistol from his waist, there was a sudden click, and his right arm had been kicked off by the opponent. The pistol flew far away. It would be difficult to find it in the dark night.  With a sharp snort, the opponent's fist hit his chest like thunder. With a bang, he flew backwards and hit the guardrail of the rooftop five meters away. Several ribs on his chest were broken.  A large mouthful of blood spurted out.

    Qi Guorong would never let down his guard until the battlefield was fully under control. The moment the scarred man was about to take out his gun, the murderous aura in his eyes escalated infinitely. He was too careless tonight. A battle of this level could not achieve perfection.  It's really hateful and infuriating.  If the other party hadn't been too amateurish, he might have been shot.

    The two remaining thugs couldn't see clearly when they saw a ghost-like shadow. In just three to five seconds, it knocked down several people on their side like a ghost. The more mysterious the thing, the more frightened they were.  The man's guts were so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud, raised his hands and cried in mourning: "Comrade police, please spare my life, Grandpa, spare my life! We surrender, we surrender."

    Qi Guorong was not willing to listen. He would never allow himself to make the same mistake. He ducked in front of the two of them. Behind him, Xie Lizhu suddenly screamed: "No, Ah Rong."

    The palm he cut off stagnated, and the strength of his hand was removed. The two of them fell softly. Although they did not kill the enemy, they at least made the other party lose consciousness temporarily. Only the person who lost consciousness was the one who lost consciousness.  Not threatening.

    Turning around, he held his trembling lover in his arms, reached out to cover her eyes, licked her fragrant earlobe, and said softly: "Azhu, don't be afraid, it's okay."

    Xie Lizhu fell into her husband's arms, her contact lenses turned red, and her tears could no longer be suppressed. They flowed down Qi Guorong's wide fingers: "Arong, Arong, I saw the brain*, the white brain  *, that boy is dead, he is dead! He died in front of me. In order to save his pregnant wife, he was shot to death!!! Wuwu"

    Raising his head, the stars twinkled, and the sky after the heavy rain was extremely bright. Looking at the vast vastness, the man was heartbroken: Twenty years!  A-Zhu is still A-Zhu, the beautiful myth of a dream in the capital, the darling girl from heaven who walks into the mortal world, and the spotless mountain snow lotus.  Tonight, her momentary laziness and carelessness gave her a nightmare that would linger throughout her life.  His heart aches!  !  !

    Within seconds after the gunfire, the armed police waiting in the corridor rushed out fully armed. However, they scanned the battlefield and were horrified to find that there was not a single gangster standing.

    "Stop crying, baby, let's go home." Qi Guorong wiped away his wife's tears with his chest, picked up Xie Lizhu, and walked to the stairs.

    Suddenly, the scarred man who was lying on the guardrail and had been vomiting blood seemed to have a flashback. While he was vomiting blood, he said ferociously: "Hey, you bastards, let's all be buried with your grandfather!" After saying that, he lifted up his clothes, revealing that his belly was tightly tied.  With four grenades, he resolutely opened the seal, his eyes reflecting the eager light!

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