seven day ruler

After Yuan Guo heard Zheng Yong's words, the exquisite glass-like girl's heart in her body was instantly shattered, and she was like a walking corpse, letting the short-haired man drag her to the back of the counter.

It wasn't until her knee hit a corner of the table that Yuan Guo woke up from the stupefaction, "How can I be defiled by the thugs like this? Even if it is no longer for Zheng Yong, who I once loved so much, I still want to be for my parents and Future lover, think about it." Thinking of this, Yuan Guo struggled again.

But she, a weak woman, is no match for a strong robber. Yuan Guo could only look at the people in the hall with eyes begging. At this moment, she really hoped that someone could stand up and save herself.But everyone in the hall who made eye contact with her for help silently turned their eyes to other places.

Desperate, helpless...

Zhao Yi couldn't bear it anymore. From Yuan Guo's eyes, he seemed to see the same eyes when Ling'er was bullied by several boys when he was a child.

Loneliness, helplessness, and stubbornness towards life...

Maybe I don't save her today, maybe she will choose to leave quietly one day...

Can't wait any longer, seeing that Yuan Guo was about to be dragged into the counter, Zhao Yi picked up a piece of broken glass at his feet and stood up.

The man in the peaked cap was watching Lei Zi dragging the woman into the counter with a lewd smile on his face, when suddenly a figure appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he quickly turned around and pointed at the figure with the pistol brought by the injured man with long hair.

But how could Zhao Yi let him succeed, the shards of glass in his right hand flashed a bright light, and instantly flew past the right hand of the man in the peaked cap holding the gun.

"Slap", a twitching palm and the pistol fell to the ground.

The man in the peaked cap glanced at the items on the ground, only to realize that his hand was broken, holding Lao Gao's right hand that was spurting blood, and screaming heart-piercingly.

Lei Zi was startled by the youngest's screams, and quickly ran out of the counter with a machete in his hand, and slashed at Zhao Yi viciously.The people squatting in the distance saw the robber slashing at the young man with left and right slashes, and they all broke into a cold sweat for him.If he was stabbed with a knife, he would not be disembowelled.

Hearing the whirring sound of knives, Zhao Yi was not as dangerous as outsiders saw.Instead, he felt that the opponent's sword was too slow, and he dodged the opponent's attack with a flash of ease.

Time was running out, and Zhao Yike had no intention of playing with the opponent, so he stretched out his left hand like lightning, grabbed the opponent's right wrist, and smashed the opponent's entire right arm with his right fist at the right shoulder of the short-haired young man holding the knife. It dislocated, and the machete fell to the ground in an instant.

It's not over yet, Zhao Yi hugged the opponent's right hand with both hands, leaned his body into the opponent's arms, shouted "Yeah", and threw out a standard over-the-shoulder fall.

Everyone watched dumbfounded as the 1.9-meter tall man flew over the young man's head, and his back hit the hall floor heavily, making a loud "snap".Seeing that the short-haired man was thrown and unable to get up, Zhao Yi stepped forward and pulled out the belt from the opponent's waistband, and forcibly tied his hands and feet together.

The injured long-haired man just stood up and was about to help his companion, but the young man's fighting power was beyond the charts, and the battle was resolved in less than ten seconds, so he could only stand there awkwardly.Seeing the young man looking at him, he wanted to squat down with his head in his arms, but his injured thigh couldn't support his weight at all, so he just lay down on the ground with his head in his arms.

Zhao Yi was about to open the door of the bank and release the trapped hostages when suddenly a dangerous aura came from behind.Zhao Yi didn't even look at it, just rolled on the spot, picked up the machete dropped by the short-haired man, and threw it behind him like lightning, regardless of whether he hit the target or not, he hid himself in a pillar in the hall back.

"crack" "crack"

"what……"

The two gunshots stopped abruptly with a scream, and Zhao Yi saw two fist-sized holes where he was standing just now, showing how powerful the gun in the opponent's hand was.

As the saying goes, "I'll kill you while you're sick." The opponent's shooter has been dealt with for the time being. In order to prevent another robber from jumping over the wall and killing the hostages, Zhao Yi didn't dare to hide for a long time. He rushed out from behind the pillar and ran to the bank counter. .As soon as he ran to the counter, he saw that the right wrist of the middle-aged man was nailed to the wall by the big knife he threw out. Another robber was bending down to pick up the pistol dropped by the middle-aged man.

Zhao Yiruo is at full speed, and he is sure to subdue the short robber before he shoots, but there are cameras everywhere in the bank, and his terrifying speed will definitely attract the attention of the relevant state departments. Stage should be as low-key as possible, and strive to develop their own economic strength.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhao Yi still controlled his speed within the acceptable range of human beings, but the speed was still terrifyingly fast, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Zhao Yi rushed to the counter and jumped up, stretching his legs forward vigorously, like an agile antelope, he miraculously jumped into the counter through the hole that was smashed by the robbers and only allowed one person to pass through. .

At this time, the short robber just picked up the pistol and was standing up. Before he could raise the muzzle of the gun, he saw a pair of giant feet constantly zooming in front of him.

When Zhao Yifei came in, he kicked the short robber's face heavily with both feet, and the short robber was kicked up into the air, and blood flowed out of his mouth along with a few teeth.

"You can't hit someone in the face..."

The short robber flew backwards, his head hit the wall behind him heavily, slipped to the ground, and passed out.

The middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him and felt ashamed. Five people on his side and two guns were all wiped out by the unarmed young man in front of him...

The special police and armed police who were waiting for orders outside suddenly heard screams coming from inside, and after a while there were two gunshots, thinking that the robbers had started to kill the hostages, they hurriedly reported to their superiors through earphones.

When Wang Shi and the others heard this, it was okay, and they didn't care whether the attack plan was comprehensive, so they quickly issued an order to attack.

As soon as the special police and armed police waiting around the bank received the order, they smashed the glass from all directions and attacked the bank.

"Police, don't move!"

"Hold your head in your hands and squat down!"

As soon as the SWAT officers rushed into the hall, they shouted into it.Unexpectedly, everyone inside was squatting obediently on the ground, and the whole hall was surprisingly quiet except for their shouting.

It wasn't right, there were still two people standing at the counter, but a man dressed as a migrant worker had his right hand nailed to the wall with a big knife, and he couldn't squat down even if he wanted to.The other young man stood beside him intact.

In an instant, more than a dozen guns were aimed at the two of them. The middle-aged man was taken aback. It was impossible to squat down. sieve.

"Hold your head with your hands! Lie on the wall!" The leading special police officer shouted at Zhao Yi, and slowly approached Zhao Yi with the special police officers around him.

Zhao Yi was depressed, he was regarded as a robber when he rescued others, but the situation at the scene was indeed that he was the only one who looked like a robber, so he could only hold his head helplessly, and obediently lay on the wall...