Urban: I have a new identity every week

Su Xun was going to beat Hu Ziyong to death with his own hands, and by the way, see if he had a chance to kill Wang Minghui while messing around.

He doesn't like taking revenge for a long time, otherwise it will be unpleasant.

An hour later, five off-road vehicles and a dozen pickup trucks rushed out of Wangjia Village with roaring engines.

There were more than 40 bandits in Hu Ziyong's gang, and more than 100 went to Wangjia Village.

...............

At the same time, on a mountain in the wasteland four hundred miles north from the No. 3 field where Wangjia Village is located.

There is a small cottage on the mountain.

This is where Hu Ziyong is entrenched.

"Made, that idiot Wang Minghui missed it, it's more than 100 million, are you willing to return it?"

Hu Ziyong glanced at the group of brothers below.

He is 42 years old this year, with a full beard and a fierce aura.

"There is no reason to return the meat that has been eaten. The money paid by the Wang family is the same as that of beggars. This batch of goods cannot be returned!"

"That's right, I don't believe that Wangjiacun really dares to fight us to the death, and it's nothing more than talking about us."

"Even if we want to fight, we have nothing to be afraid of. At worst, we can just touch it."

"That's right, we people haven't seen any scenes? We have beaten zombies and killed people. How many people are there in the Wang family?"

The crowd below was in a turmoil. After all, regardless of their prestige, they were all wanted criminals who could not settle down in the city. With more than 100 million people, who would not be tempted?

This is an era when you dare to take risks for 1000 yuan, let alone more than 100 million yuan.

What's more, these are still living supplies, so find a remote place to sell them, hehe, I'm afraid the number will increase even more.

Hu Ziyong didn't intend to return the goods at all, seeing that a group of brothers were also stubborn, he immediately yelled: "Then do it!"

"Although we are not afraid of Wangjiacun, we must pay attention to it. We still need to strengthen our vigilance."

"Don't worry big brother, just give me a gun for those soft-legged shrimps in Wangjia Village, and I will shoot ten of them each."

"When we were fighting zombies in the wasteland, the people in Wangjia Village were still breastfeeding."

There was such an air of swallowing mountains and rivers in everyone's words that they didn't take Wangjiacun seriously.

The main reason is that Wangjia Village has paid tolls on time every time for so many years, which left them with the impression of cowardice.

So in their view, Wangjiacun is nothing more than that.

Those who overthrow Wangjia Village will get more than the 100 million worth of goods.

………………

Two in the afternoon.

The car from Wangjiacun got off the highway and drove to the foot of the mountain where Hu Ziyong was entrenched.

There are people who specialize in sentry on the mountain, so the car was discovered as soon as it stopped.

"Made, fight. When the elder brother heard the gunshots, he naturally knew that the Wang family was coming."

One of the bandits said something, and then pulled the trigger with a pistol.

"Kang!"

One shot hit the door of the off-road vehicle.

In the real world, without professional training, it is impossible for everyone to be a sharpshooter. Therefore, in a firefight, several bullets often fail to hit one person. This is the norm.

On the mountain, Hu Ziyong, who heard the gunshots, ran down with his men and came to the mountainside to fight.

They want to control the battlefield on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain. After all, the village has been a family business for so many years, and they don't want to be completely destroyed.

"Brother Dafang, let's take the lead today, press on me and get the goods back!"

Wang Minghui, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, shouted loudly holding a pistol, which looked very much like one ear in the black cat sheriff.

What he said was to push me up, not to push me up. There is still a difference between the two.

The people from Wangjiacun rushed up with their guns, pulling the trigger while looking for cover.

"Hang Kang Kang Kang..."

"Da da da da da..."

Gunshots broke out, breaking the silence of this thousands of miles of wasteland.

"Kill them! Fuck, kill the leader, 1 yuan!"

Hu Ziyong roared.

Hearing this, the morale of the bandits was high.

"Da da da……"

"Throw mine!"

"boom!"

"Brother, everyone who can fight in Wangjiacun is probably here, it's not a joke."

The second child braved the gunfire and ran to Hu Ziyong's side and said.

Hu Ziyong also realized the seriousness of the matter when he saw so many people, but it was too late.

He could only gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, we have the geographical advantage, so many people were beaten and killed, and the rest of them are naturally afraid... what the hell."

He suddenly burst into a foul language.

The second child looked down the mountain and saw four people from Wangjia Village aiming at the mountainside with individual bazookas on their shoulders.

"They all lie down on their horses!!!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Four rockets roared in, dust and corpses flew together, and several trees were directly blown apart.

The bandits in their tinnitus were stunned.

I'm a grass mud horse, what a hatred, isn't it just robbing a batch of daily necessities?Do we need to bombard us with bazookas?

This is to show off your wealth.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 411 I am very careful

The Outer Zone is a place of chaos where there are no laws.

Automatic rifles, micro punches, even machine guns and grenades often appear in battle.

But guns are different.

Guns and cannons are two completely different things.

You can get guns easily if you spend money, but it doesn't matter if you don't have access to guns.

Let alone a bazooka.

In order to fuck Hu Ziyong, the Wang family actually used all this heavy firepower, directly beating Hu Ziyong and others into a daze.

Four rockets were fired, and the gangsters were killed on the spot, turning eight.

In less than 3 minutes of fighting, there were only more than 40 bandit dens, and twelve of them had died.

Although a lot of people died in Wangjia Village, they had a lot of people, and their firepower was strong enough.

"Brother, what should we do? We can't fight hard any longer. The Wang family even brought in rocket launchers, so we don't have an advantage with our little geographical advantage."

The third child also came over. He was shot in the arm and was bleeding, so he didn't care about it.

They dared to go head-to-head with the Wang family, not only because they miscalculated the strength of the Wang family, but also because they had geographical advantages and a large number of ruthless people.

However, within the range of the bazooka, the geographical advantage disappears. No matter how ruthless a person may be able to hold the gun, he can't hold the shell either.

"Brothers from the Wang family at the foot of the mountain, can we talk about..." Hu Ziyong also knew that he couldn't continue fighting.

"Kang!"

Before he finished speaking, a bullet flew past his head.

"Talk about your Mahler Gobi, don't do it, you are all sorry for the gas cost of traveling so far."

"The bazooka is ready, let it go!"

"Boom boom boom..."

"People from the Wang family pressed up and buried them all on the mountain today."

"Da da da da da..."

"Kang Kang Kang—"

Under the cover of the rocket launcher, Hu Ziyong and other gangsters were beaten so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

This is not a problem of strength, it is a gap in firepower, so it is even more frustrating.

"Brother, I can't do it, run away, or we will all have to explain here."

Seeing more and more dead brothers, the second child said anxiously.

"Ma De, if I don't die today, I will destroy the Wang family sooner or later, and the car will run into the mountains, separate and drill into the woods, and it will be fine until dark."

Hu Ziyong gave the order to retreat full of unwillingness, and at this time there were only 28 people left.

More than 20 bodies were left on the mountainside, many of them incomplete, all killed by the bombing.

"If they want to run and chase after me, they just stare at Hu Ziyong and fight!"

It was the first time to participate in such a large-scale firefight, and Wang Minghui's blood boiled with enthusiasm, as if he had turned into a general, and he felt that his whole body was on fire.

No matter how he ignored it, he led Dafang and the people who were responsible for protecting him and rushed to the front.

Su Xun also followed, his marksmanship is naturally not comparable to this group of people, basically every shot can hit the target, either dead or injured.

"Kang Kang Kang..."

"Da da—— da da..."

Hu Ziyong and others ran away separately, and the third house of the Wang family also chased separately.

After all, since this kind of thing is fought, it must be eradicated, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Wang Minghui stared at Hu Ziyongzhui, and there were six people around him, seven including Su Xun.

There were only two people beside Hu Ziyong, and one of them, the youngest, was injured on his hand.

Wang Minghui cast a glance at Su Xun at the back right, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although Wang Shuli said that he could not do anything to Su Xun.

But Wang Minghui felt that such a good opportunity would be wasted if he didn't kill him.

He was worried that Su Xun would threaten him with the so-called evidence one day in the future, so he had to get rid of it quickly.

But he was not in a hurry, he would kill Hu Ziyong first, he was the one who dealt with him face to face.

As everyone knows, Su Xun and he have the same idea.

"Wang Minghui, can't you just give me a way to survive if you step on the horse? Believe it or not, I will reveal all the things you did!"

Hu Ziyong roared while running, and shot back without looking back.

"Kang Kang—"

A person beside Wang Minghui was shot and fell to the ground.

"You want to frame me for your life? Let's see who will believe your words, Hu Ziyong, you are dead."

After Wang Minghui had been educated by his father, he was naturally not afraid of Hu Ziyong's threat.

"Idiots, you people have dirty hearts."

Hearing Wang Minghui's righteous words, Hu Ziyong couldn't help scolding his mother.