District 9

In Xinxiang Life Village, in the lobby of the small courtyard where the fierce gun battle was taking place, a young man named Brother Chen waved his hands and shouted: "Fuck, there are only a few of them, don't be afraid, just hit me up."

The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and the horsemen in the hall rushed up the stairs with guns.

On both sides of the corridor on the second floor, Liu Zishu and Ma Laoer stood on each side, nervously listening to what was going on below.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Carrying Wei Chong, Liu Zishu suddenly leaned out half of his body and took the lead in embracing the fire.

"Da da da……!"

Gunshots rang out again, and sparks burst out on the stairs. When Liu Zishu ceased fire, he saw that Ma Zai, who was at the front of the enemy group, was actually rushing forward with a folding anti-explosion shield.

"Damn it, have a shield!" Liu Zishu raised his head and yelled at Ma Laoer.

When Ma Laoer heard the sound and looked out, six or seven people from the other party had already rushed to the stairs.

"Kangkongkangkong...!"

Ma Zai, who was hiding behind a folding explosion-proof shield, raised his arm and fired blindly in the direction upstairs. Liu Zishu was caught off guard and was shot in the shoulder, staggering back two steps.

"cnm!"

When Ma Laoer saw that the opponent was about to hit him, he felt anxious. He suddenly rushed to the stairs, bumped his shoulder against the explosion-proof shield in the opponent's hand, pulled his neck and shouted: "Uncle, uncle!"

"Da da da da...!"

There was a burst of gunfire, and Liu Zishu pressed the muzzle of the gun and swept under the explosion-proof shield, shooting out bursts of blood mist.

"Bang!"

Ma Laoer took a step back and kicked the opponent's explosion shield. The people behind the opponent bumped into each other, their bodies lost their balance, the formation instantly dispersed, and the person standing at the back also fell to the bottom of the steps.

"return!"

Liu Zishu shouted.

Ma Laoer didn't listen. He bit the bullet and bent down to pick up the injured man's firearm.

"Snapped!"

His right hand touched the gun belt. When Ma Laoer reached out and pulled it back, he suddenly heard the sound of gunshots below.

"Ta-da...ta-da...!"

With four crisp gunshots, Ma Laoer felt a sharp pain in his right leg and arm, and his body slumped uncontrollably at the top of the stairs.

Liu Zishu grabbed Ma Lao Er's neck collar and pulled him back.

"Gudong!"

Ma Laoer fell in the corridor on the second floor, covered in blood.

"Lao Er, Lao Er...!" Lao Li ran over and shouted.

"Gun, pick up the gun." Liu Zishu reminded him when he was stuck at the top of the stairs.

A brother of the Ma family picked up the automatic rifle that Ma Lao Er had snatched back, and also guarded the stairs on the opposite side.

Lao Li dragged Ma Laoer in, stretched out his hand to press his wound, and asked in a hurried tone: "Vital, is it hurt?"

Ma Laoer lay on the ground and shook his head: "No...it's okay, I won't die."

In the hall.

"What the fuck, you're a bunch of trash." Brother Chen cursed, waved his hand and commanded: "Take thunder, go outside and pour water into the second floor through the window, hurry up."

The few horsemen came to their senses, took the thunder and rushed out of the room.

…

Xinxiang Living Village.

On the main road, Wang Zongtang stared at the driver and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Right away, right away." The driver replied in a panic.

Wang Zongtang was really anxious. He regretted using Han Fei to threaten Lao Li to increase the price. Because once the latter dies in Xinxiang, Qin Yu will definitely fall out with him, and there is no way he can even think about cooperation. And this is obviously difficult to accept for Sanfang, who has long wanted to rebel.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, speeding along the main road in the village, and was about to arrive at the north entrance of the Living Village.

"Da da da da...!"

At this moment, gunfire suddenly came from the alleys on both sides of the road. Wang Zongtang was sitting in the car and turned his head. Before he could see clearly what happened, he was jumped by Tianhui next to him: "Someone shot at us. "

"Where is it?" Wang Zongtang shouted and asked.

"There are people on both sides." Tianhui roared back.

"What the hell are you doing protecting me? I can't die!"

Wang Zongtang pushed Tianhui away, stood up with eyes wide open, and shouted: "Second brother, take the people down and fight with them. Don't stop the others. These people are stalling for time. They don't care about anything. Get to me first." Let’s talk about it later at Li’s place.”

"Squeak, squeak!"

The car behind him stopped. After Uncle Sanfang and his second uncle took the people out of the car, they rushed directly to the alley next to them and noticed that all these people had strange faces and had never seen them around Dragon City before.

"Drive quickly, hurry up!" Wang Zongtang hid in the car, ignoring the people blocking him on both sides, and continued to urge the driver.

"Weng!"

The car hugged the roadside and forced its way forward.

"Whoosh!"

A thunderbolt was thrown over and exploded next to the car with a bang. A door was blown away, and two tires and wheels were blown apart.

Wang Zongtang's ears were buzzing. He sat in the car and shook his head. He reached out and grabbed the S-gun from Tianhui's waist. He kicked open the deformed car door and jumped out: "CNM!"

"Kangkongkangkang!"

Wang Zongtang fired three shots into the alley. After one person collapsed, Tianhui and others surrounded him, holding guns and trying to stop the people from shooting.

"Ignore them, follow me." Wang Zongtang's face turned pale in a hurry, and he ran at the front, towards Lao Li, who was already less than 500 meters away.

On the street, on the edge of the gunfight, a middle-aged man looked at the chaotic scene and whispered to the people around him: "Let's go, you can go."

After speaking, four or five people took this middle-aged man and left here in the chaos.

…

In the courtyard.

Brother Chen's men stood on the side of the building, smashed the glass on the second floor with their guns, and then raised their arms to pinch the thunder.

"Pour it in."

"Whoosh!"

"Whizzing!"

Three grenades arced in the air and flew into the second floor instantly.

"Ding-dang-dang!"

There was a sound of metal hitting the ground. Uncle Li, who had just helped Ma Lao Er up, turned his head and glanced at the living room next to him, and saw the rolling grenade at a glance.

"Get away, hide in!"

Lao Li yelled towards the entrance of the corridor, and Liu Zishu and others immediately dispersed and fled inside.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"...!"

Explosions sounded one after another, bombed objects flew across the living room, and the whole building shook very obviously. Lao Li, with his eyes dazzled and his ears deafened, completely relied on his senses to pull back one of Liu Zishu's brothers.

After a few seconds.

The house was silent, the second floor was in a mess, the load-bearing walls were cracked visibly, and the floor was littered with shattered and fallen furniture.

Lao Li shook his head, pointed to the stairs and said, "People, people are coming up."

Liu Zishu fell to the ground in the corridor, covered in blood. He raised his arm completely out of instinct and pulled the trigger mechanically. But the bullets in the gun had been fired, leaving only the sound of an empty gun making a snapping sound.

"Second brother, second child...!" Lao Li was stunned and shouted back.

"Danglanglang, Danglanglang...!"

There was another sound of metal hitting the ground. As soon as Lao Li turned around, he heard someone shouting from beside him: "Uncle Li, next to you."

Lao Li turned his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes were dazzled when he saw the grenade rolling to the wall next to him.

"Gudong!"

A figure flew over and pounced directly on Lao Li.

"Push it to me!"

Downstairs, Brother Chen's shout rang out.