Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 31 You've Been Surrounded
"Grass!"

Zhong Wenze lowered his head, and followed Uncle Jian to hide on both sides of the window in the corner. The broken window glass exploded between the two of them.

He tightened his grip on Beretta in his right hand, not daring to show his head at all.

Uncle Jian calmly leaned against the wall, and methodically opened the box containing the bomb: "Boy, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

Zhong Wenze shook his head, and glanced at the wall behind him: "But I'm a little panicked, will this wall be knocked down by bullets?"

The white putty-gray wall was already riddled with holes under the cover of strong firepower.

"Fuck you."

Uncle Jian leaned close to the wall, shrunk his body, and took out the cigarette in his pocket: "Would you like one?"

That state, as if all this had nothing to do with me.

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze grinned.

Don't know why.

Seeing Uncle Jian who is as stable as an old dog, Zhong Wenze felt more at ease.

"hiss"

Uncle Jian leaned against the wall and took a deep breath of his cigarette, completely ignoring the flying gravel around him: "If it were you, how would you open this situation."

"Give me a Maxim machine gun, no, two."

Zhong Wenze looked down at Beretta in his hand.

This guy.

Although powerful, Mark Lee's loyalty.

but.

In the current situation, it is completely useless.

"Fuck the street, what kind of Maxim machine gun do you need?"

Uncle Jian raised his wrist and looked at the green water ghost on his wrist: "If you can sweep and crush, don't fight with firepower, you understand?"

Done.

The silent countdown began.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

After taking turns shooting for half a minute, Ingram finally stopped.

"Rush rush!"

"There are only two people inside!"

Ma Zai, who was in charge of directing the scene, stretched out his hand to say hello, and motioned for the three micro punchers to press forward.

Behind.

The two boys holding Remingtons took the lead, raised their guns to face the front, and rushed into the hall inside.

"hiss"

Uncle Jian leaned his head against the wall, biting a cigarette with squinted eyes, holding a grenade in his right hand, listening to the sound of footsteps outside.

The cigarette butt was emitting green smoke, floating above his head.

"boom!"

Flames spewed out from the muzzle of Remington's gun, knocking out the lock of the closed door.

"Rush rush!"

With a yell, Ma Zai rushed into the hall quickly, and went straight to the two people in the office.

"Shh!"

Uncle Jian opened his eyes suddenly, let go of the grenade in his right hand, flew out of the window, and threw it into the hall.

"Boom"

The grenade bounced off the wall, landed on the floor of the hall, bounced twice, and rolled in front of the two of them.

"Dong dong."

The two boys holding Remington subconsciously looked at the grenade in front of them, and were stunned for a moment, unable to realize what it was.

He froze for half a second.

"Run!"

Ma Zi roared sharply.

present.

The two subconsciously ran outside.

It's too late.

"boom!"

A blast.

There was a burst of fire in the hall, and the whole house was shaken, and an invisible shock wave spread from the hall to the surroundings.

Glass and other objects shattered in response.

The door of the office was blown away by the blast.

"Fuck!"

Zhong Wenze only felt his heart tremble. Looking at the flying door, he shook his head to shake off the dust and glass scum in his hair:
"Uncle Jian, how much material did you add to it!"

"Hoohoo."

Uncle Jian blew on the soot on the cigarette butt, and said very calmly: "How about it, Uncle Jian's handicraft, is it okay?"

"It's really a traditional craftsman."

Zhong Wenze's lips twitched, and he was a little speechless: "How can this be okay, it's really okay!"

This fucking is a fart.

If it was Zhong Wenze himself standing outside, he would run away without hesitation.

"Press it out!"

Uncle Jian closed the lid and came to the hall with the box.

Zhong Wenze quickly followed.

at this time.

The hall was in a mess, bombed to pieces.

The two horse boys who were leading the battle had long been silent, lying on the ground in a bloody mess.

Zhong Wenze looked at Uncle Jian who was holding the grenade again, put his palm on his mouth, and shouted arrogantly:
"Listen, people outside, you are already surrounded, quickly raise your hands and surrender, disarm and don't kill!"

This sentence.

It's just murderous!

"."

Uncle Jian couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

this kid.

Crazy ideas are really one set, not arrogant.

but.

Not to mention, I like it very much.

outside the company.

Hearing Zhong Wenze's shout, the besieging horse boy trembled angrily: "Rush in and kill him!"

"."

The horsemen with guns around them squirmed their lips and looked at the boss in charge of the command with resentful eyes.

The order came down, but no one dared to rush.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Ma Zi, who was in charge of the command, yelled: "If we can't kill them, we will all die! Kill them, add more money! Double!"

Under coercion and temptation.

The horsemen held their guns, bit the bullet and rushed in again.

"Kang!"

Zhong Wenze, who was hiding at the door, shot his head, and hit the horse boy in front of him on the chest, and quickly withdrew his body.

"Da da da!"

Ingram shot a bullet, directly at the door.

"These people don't give up."

Uncle Jian curled his lips in disdain, picked up the grenade and threw it out the window, connecting the two.

"Boom..."

The grenade bounced a few times on the ground, rolled out, and one of them rolled under the taxi.

"run!"

The boys looked at the thrown grenade, and ran away, spreading out in all directions.

"boom!"

The taxi was directly thrown into the air, and was detonated together, blowing up on the spot.

The air wave came with the flames.

The scene was once shocking.

"fuck me"

The boss in charge looked at the flames in front of him, and felt his head was big, so he yelled loudly: "Chong Chong!"

"clatter"

"Da da.."

"Hang"

Sparse gunshots sounded.

Many boys, each found a place far away from the United Taxi Company, fired a shot from time to time, and no one dared to charge.

"You mother, why don't you rush."

"Whoever rushes is an idiot!"

Someone hid in the corner and muttered softly.

They are just horsemen who take money to do things, not desperadoes, and there is no need to die.

inside.

Uncle Jian counted the number of grenades in his hand, and threw one out from time to time.

Although it couldn't blow up those ponies who hid far away, it was enough to suppress them.

The postures of the two sides came to a stalemate, as if they had reached a tacit agreement.

No one attacks anyone.

The boss in charge saw this scene and knew that it was impossible to kill them tonight, so he immediately issued an order.

withdraw!
Let him rush by himself?
impossible.

Impossible in this lifetime.

As soon as they heard about the retreat, the group of young horses regained their energy immediately, and ran to the car over there scrambling.

Ma Zai, who snatched the driver's seat, immediately shifted gears and stepped on the gas pedal, staying away from the United Taxi Company, only regretting that the car stopped too close just now.

I am afraid that another grenade will be thrown inside and thrown into the car accurately.

"Tsk tsk."

Zhong Wenze looked at the fleeing Ma Zai, and was a little speechless with admiration.

Sure enough, it is more fun to crush with firepower.

Just then.

Police lights flashed in the distance.

Mo Sir rushed over with his men, and saw the burning United Taxi Company and a gang of horsemen with guns.

the other side.

The team leaders of the task force also arrived one after another.

A sneer appeared on Mo Sir's face, and he directly gave the order to fire.

The two sides exchanged fire in the streets.

Not for a while.

Many horse boys were dead and maimed, and the rest of the people had no intention of resisting, dropped their weapons and shouted for surrender.

Tan Cheng's first revenge failed.

(End of this chapter)