District 9

After the Wutai large-displacement off-road car hurriedly turned, it went straight into the small road in the living area where Zhu Wei and others were. With dazzling lights and anti-skid chains hanging on each tire, the car rushed towards the crowd at extremely fast speeds.

At the entrance of the small alley, Lao San raised his head with a gun in his hand and shouted with some surprise: "Whose are they? Are they from our side?"

"I don't know, was it Boss Wu who called me?" The young man next to him also looked confused.

The speed of the five vehicles did not slow down. In the blink of an eye, they passed the location of Zhu Wei and others and crashed directly into the crowd of murderous people.

"Spread out, spread out, the car is coming." The leader of the fierce people reminded everyone loudly.

The crowd dispersed upon hearing the sound and fled towards the walls on both sides of the road.

"Creak, creak...!"

Five cars with the words "Jiangzhou Yaoguang" printed on them blocked the little Taig on the ground and stopped.

"Bang!"

The car door popped open, and a strong young man got out of the car holding a folding micro-ram C. He flicked the bolt of the gun with a neat movement, raised his head and yelled at the murderer: "Throw your things away, hold your head and kneel down."

The third child turned around when he heard the sound and recognized the strong young man holding the gun at a glance: "Fuck, the second child?!"

Yes, the leader of the five cars who got out was Ma Laoer, who had returned from a long recovery. He was wearing a military green coat and leather boots and yelled: "Help!"

From behind, more than 20 young men who followed Ma Laoer stepped forward and pressed forward. Two of them helped Xiao Taig up.

"We are afraid of chicken feathers. There are more of us than them. Let me do it." Wu Xiong stood behind the crowd, raised his gun and shouted: "Kill the leader, I will give you another 50,000."

Hearing the sound, the murderers gathered around eagerly. The leading man waved his hands and shouted: "Those with guns, charge up."

"Are you the only one willing to do something?!" Ma Laoer trotted over and pointed his gun at the leading strong man.

"Destroy him." The strong man dodged and roared.

"You're all a desperado who gets paid to do things. Don't let me spoil you." Ma Laoer shouted and took the lead in shooting.

"Da da da……!"

Rapid gunshots rang out, and the strong man leading the attack fell to the ground with two clouds of blood mist all over his body.

After hearing Ma Laoer's words, the men and horses of Jiangzhou Yaoguang Security Company almost didn't hesitate at all, and directly opened fire with their guns.

A row of bullets swept across, and six or seven people who were more vicious than anyone else fell down in an instant.

Ma Laoer stood in the middle of the crowd, staring at the others and shouting: "Is there anyone else from Male Gobi who is willing to join the fight? Is there anyone who is taking the lead? Please step forward and let me see."

The other murderers looked at their comrades who had been knocked to the ground, and all retreated, leaning against the wall and not moving.

Ma Laoer turned his head and glanced at everyone, and shouted loudly again: "Come ten warriors and follow me to kill Wu Xiong, and the rest will send Lao Mao and the others back as quickly as possible."

After saying that, Ma Laoer led ten people and rushed straight to Wu Xiong.

At the entrance of the alley, Lao San lowered his head, picked up the walkie-talkie, and shouted quickly: "Wu Xiong, Lao Mao has been shot. I think it's enough. There's no point in fighting anymore. Let's withdraw."

On the road near the north entrance, Wu Xiong felt a little guilty as he looked at Ma Laoer who kept rushing up. Because the vicious people were timid, he no longer had much advantage in numbers.

Ma Laoer has been holding a breath in his heart, full of regret and resentment that his uncle died and the family situation plummeted, so he moved forward without hesitation: "Kill him and tell Yuan Ke that we are back."

After the distance between the two sides was less than fifteen meters, gunfire rang out.

The five men covered Ma Laoer with their guns and stood in the middle of the road and opened fire violently.

Ma Laoer raised his hand and pulled the trigger, and the shuttle d swept over, hitting the wall where Wu Xiong was and rubble flew everywhere.

The strong smell of gunpowder came, and Wu Xiong felt anxious. He covered his head and shouted: "The old cat is tired. The goal has been achieved. I won't fight anymore and let's go."

…

South entrance.

After Zhu Wei and others carried Xiao Taig to the car, they quickly evacuated. Because this place is not close to the city and the road is difficult to walk, so if everyone is delayed for a while, the old cat and the little tiger may be in trouble.

in the car.

Zhu Wei lowered his head to inspect the wounds of Lao Mao and Xiao Taig, and shouted with despair: "Hurry up!"

The driver turned his head and looked out at the road conditions, and responded urgently: "This section of the road is not bad, but the snow is very deep as we go forward. Even if the car has anti-skid chains, it will not drive fast. It will take at least three days for us to get to the city. Five hours.”

Zhu Wei was stunned.

"Think of another way. I think there is little chance of driving out." The driver added again.

Zhu Wei came to his senses, immediately took out the phone with trembling hands, and dialed Qin Yu's number immediately.

"Hello?!"

"...something happened."

"I know everything. Don't panic. How is the old cat?" Qin Yu tried his best to control his emotions and asked.

"He...he and Little Taig are both not doing well. They have too many external injuries." Although Zhu Wei and Lao Mao are not close friends, they have done a lot of things together, not to mention that he and Little Taig have been friends for many years. Colleagues, friends, so my voice is crying now.

Qin Yu thought about it for a long time, licked his lips and responded: "Don't panic, the car will drive normally, and then wait for the call. I will ask Lao Li to handle the rest."

"Okay... okay, I understand."

"that's all."

As soon as the words fell, the two ended the call.

…

Only about two minutes later.

Lao Li walked out of the Jiangnan District Council, holding the phone in his hand, staring at his eyes and yelling: "Why didn't they follow Lao Mao? Why? What do they do for food?!"

"The road conditions there are complicated, and there are no obvious signs around. They only had two cars and lost the old cat in the heavy snow." The other party explained in a low voice.

"I won't listen to these reasons!" Li Si was completely red-eyed: "If my nephew is gone, then everyone will stop playing."

"I've already asked someone to drive over to pick up Lao Mao and the others."

"Driving a damn car!" Li Si shouted hysterically: "You know the road conditions and terrain are complicated, so how long does it take to drive there?"

"...Then what do you think we should do?!"

"You call the garrison, and within half an hour, the old cat will be lying in the hospital." Li Si said without doubt.

"Okay, I'll try."

"It won't work if you try. What I want is the result." Li Si said this and hung up the phone.

Five more minutes.

On the small apron of the garrison unit at Changji's exit, a Wuzhi carrying four heavy machine guns took off into the air and headed straight for Taizhuang. The reason was that...the central control room dispatched a night patrol.

…

Ten minutes ago, heading to the north of Life Village.

After Wu Wensheng completed the transaction under the table with the local police superintendent, he was just about to rush to the scene when the gunshots in the living village suddenly became chaotic.

The police officer who took the money and got into the car immediately rolled down the window and shouted: "Listen to the gunfire, why do there seem to be so many people suddenly?"

Wu Wensheng was stunned, then turned around and shouted: "Xiaobing, let someone use the walkie-talkie to shout and see what's going on..."

"Okay." Wang Bing turned and walked towards the car.

Wu Wensheng lowered his head and took out his cigarette case, and just as he was about to light one, the sound of a motor came from the road ahead.

"There is a car." The police officer frowned and looked back.

"Buzz!"

The roar of the motor became clear and harsh in a short period of time, and an off-road vehicle with its headlights turned off suddenly rushed over, less than ten meters away from the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"There's... someone!" the policeman shouted again.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the off-road vehicle crashed into the left side of the police car.

"Creak... bang!"

The police car made a grinding sound from its shock absorbers and then rolled over directly into the ditch next to the road.

The off-road vehicle stopped and Qi Lin jumped out of the passenger seat.

His body is no longer bloated, his round head is shaved, he is holding a large spray gun in his right hand, his eyes are determined, and his cheeks are thin and angular.

The police officer in the knocked over car was trapped in the driver's seat with twisted movements. He looked up at Qi Lin and was stunned.

"cnm, what are you looking at?!"

"Kang!"

The gunshot fired, a cloud of blood sprayed from the police officer's head, and he died in the car on the spot.

Qi Lin turned around without saying anything, pointed the gun in the direction of Wu Wensheng, and pulled the trigger.