The strongest counterattack system

Chapter 221
I didn't have time to think about why I understood these things, just like I never thought about why I knew how to hide when I was close to the warehouse. This feeling was like an innate instinct, as if I should understand these things in the first place.

It was too late to think about why the thugs outside were equipped with guns, because Huang Mao's armchair had already been smashed down. In this case, it didn't matter whether the thugs outside could be knocked down, because no matter what the result was, the other two The thugs must be immediately alert.

"Boom!" "Ah!"

There was a loud noise accompanied by Huangmao's exclamation, which made Wang Chuling stop in a daze, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his face was bewildered, and Husky's expression changed.

Originally exposed because of Huang Mao's miss, Wang Chuling planned to strike first, and before the three thugs outside could react, he would deal with two of them as quickly as possible.

But the scene in front of him made him stop involuntarily.

I saw the chair held in Huang Mao's hand slamming down quickly, and when it was about to fall, a head suddenly stuck out, Huang Mao screamed out of fright, and at the same time hit the thug at the door crookedly. fall.

Huang Mao stared blankly at the thug who was pressed down by the chair, a little in disbelief, completely unable to understand why the thug would suddenly put his head up and get hit.

But if he knew that the thug originally just wanted to take a peek inside, he would understand.

This can be seen from the fact that the thug only stepped forward with one foot and grabbed the door with his hand. Although he wanted to see what was going on inside the warehouse, he didn't want to be discovered by the people inside, so he chose a more insignificant peep.

It's just that the sad thug never imagined that there was a yellow-haired man holding a chair behind the door waiting for him to throw himself into the net, and even more unexpected that he had already escaped, but because he put his head in so a second earlier...

"You won't be crushed to death, right?" Huang Mao's mind suddenly popped up, and he was startled.

Although he is a gangster, he usually fights, fights for territory, and often uses knives to collect protection fees, but at most he only hurts people, and has never killed anyone.

Although many film and television works and novels say that the underworld is not afraid of death, and fighting does not take human life seriously, but fakes are fake after all. Even if the filming looks real and the writing is lifelike, it is impossible to become a reality.

In fact, the general gangsters are just making small troubles. When they really encounter such a knife-wielding incident, they are all those "well-trained" gangsters. Although these gangsters use knives, they all know where to stab the knife It will not kill people and can make the opponent lose combat effectiveness.

Do you really think the police are for nothing?On the contrary, most of the fights that resulted in fatalities were caused by young people who were ignorant and impulsive, and had nothing to do with these gangs at all. They were just rumors and vicious propaganda of some works of art.

Huang Mao squatted down cautiously. He didn't dare to move the chair on the thug's body. He tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch the thug's nose. The big stone in his heart fell to the ground immediately, "Fortunately, I still have energy!"

"Boss!" At this moment, two panicked shouts came from outside the warehouse. It was obviously two thugs on guard who discovered that their boss was knocked down by a chair, and rushed up without caring about anything else.

"Yellow hair!"

When Wang Chuling heard these two calls, he immediately came back from his sluggish state. Although he was still surprised that Huang Mao's character was so explosive that he was able to hit him right and wrong, but now there were two thugs outside, and he was sure that they still had firearms in their hands. Obviously This is not the time to care about this.

When Huang Mao heard Wang Chuling's soft call, he immediately came back to his senses, nodded at him, and retreated behind the door again, this time without a weapon.

This time, he took advantage of his psychological blind spot. Without Wang Chuling's explanation, Huang Mao understood it by himself. Before he sneaked up on the thugs behind the door, he had to hide in another place according to the whereabouts that would naturally be exposed under normal circumstances.

But Huang Mao shrank back, still hiding behind the door. At this time, the two later thugs would definitely think that the murderer had changed places to hide, so they relaxed their vigilance behind the door and turned to be vigilant inside the warehouse.

Wang Chuling watched Huang Mao's movements, nodded in satisfaction, turned around, pulled Zhan Yatong up and walked quickly behind Huang Mao.

As soon as he stood firm, he heard hurried footsteps, and then saw a figure suddenly appearing in front of the thug boss, leading a figure, holding guns in both hands, and scanning the interior of the warehouse.

"You...ah!" The gun-wielding thug glanced around and found no one. He was about to turn around to check on the boss, but suddenly he faced Huang Mao standing behind the door. He only had time to see clearly the wretched face. With a smile on his face, as soon as he opened his mouth and uttered a word, he was punched in the eye.

"Fall down!" Huang Mao yelled, and continuously threw his fists at the gun-wielding thug, hitting him in the face every time, in order to knock his head unconscious and prevent him from successfully firing. gun.

As for the thug who was squatting on the ground to check the injury of the thug boss, he was useless to give him any attention, because Huang Mao believed from the bottom of his heart that Wang Chuling, who was behind him, would be able to perfectly deal with that thug.

Sure enough, when Huang Mao just threw a punch, the gunman was blindfolded, and the thug squatting on the ground raised his head because of the abnormal movement, but what came into view was a fist the size of a casserole, and then his eyes went black. He just lay on the body of the thug boss and fell unconscious.

If it is a soldier with good "military quality", he will definitely get away the moment he hears any movement, instead of looking up to check the situation first.

However, these thugs are only thugs trained to beat people. How good can you ask a businessman to train these thugs?For He Jianguo, being able to complete the task is enough!
"Brother, it's solved!" When Wang Chuling was sure that the punch had indeed knocked out the thug, Huang Mao's voice came from next to his ear, and he raised his eyes to look at the thug who was being targeted by Huang Mao, and a flash of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Really, I guess he will have some psychological shadows when he wakes up! What a vengeance, he beats him to death when he catches him, and even slaps his face. Look at this face, it's so swollen that he probably doesn't even recognize his mother. It's too bad!"

Wang Chuling lamented silently for this sad thug in his heart, but his movements did not stop for a moment. He pulled up Zhan Yatong and was about to run out.

"Huang Mao, let's go!"

"Let's go? Are you able to go!?" At this moment, a gloomy voice suppressing anger suddenly came from behind, making Wang Chuling's heart skip a beat.

(End of this chapter)