"Damn!" Chen Jiaju cursed, not knowing who he was scolding!

But at this point, I could only follow my usual practice, hold the car window with one hand, take out the 38 point with the other hand and poke it out from the window, shouting loudly: "Stop!"

"Go to you!" Unexpectedly, he was greeted with a fist as big as a sandbag. The bald bodyguard punched the gun and flew out.

He still didn't give up after knocking Chen Jiaju's gun away. He grabbed the gun at his hand and pointed it at the roof of the car and pulled the trigger.

Chen Jiaju screamed, and his hand holding the gun stopped catching the window. Instead, he used the power of swinging to twist the air, and kicked the bald head in the car with both legs.

At this moment, when Song Zijie saw the car rushing towards him, he subconsciously shot three consecutive bullets, "da da da da" and three bullets passed. Three big holes appeared in front of the car immediately, and the other were covered with cracks and the vision was completely blocked.

But just as he wanted to continue pulling the trigger, the walkie-talkie suddenly remembered Wang Yaozu's voice from inside, "Don't shoot, Jia Ju is in the car!"

"Fuck!" Song Zijie, who is most elegant in daily life, couldn't help but swear. Facing the car that was rushing towards him, he immediately flew sideways and avoided.

The three people in the car were also scared and sweated. Luo Maosen, who was driving, could feel the burning sensation of the bullets shooting from his head. The bald head and Chen Jiaju who were tearing each other didn't care about the fight, and they were so scared that they tried to curl up in the back seat.

Luo Maosen's head was covered with sweat, dripping dripping. Fortunately, he saw many storms. At this moment, he turned around and helped the bald man. The broken windshield completely obscured his vision. He could only hold back and hold the steering wheel tightly with one hand and grab the gun next to him and smash it towards the windshield.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", and the windshield, which was already full of cracks, completely shattered, and the field of vision became clear again.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a group of military uniformed policemen in front of him clearly showed the front of him.

Under the leadership of Daqi, these military uniforms each held the 38th in their hands and shouted loudly, but no one fired. The group of people was very good at shooting, and Yuan Haoyun was fighting. If they hit Chen Jiaju in the car, no one could afford this responsibility.

After all, there is only one free chance to practice guns every week in military uniforms, and there are only five bullets. I hope they have any marksmanship... Then forget it.

This is also impossible. Even if there is nearly 20,000 front-line police officers in Hong Kong Island, each of whom five rounds a day, it will be nearly 100,000 bullets. The police force cannot afford the money.

Isn't it good to have this money to buy some brand-name coffee for various agencies in the headquarters?

Luo Maosen gritted his teeth, tried to curl up as much as possible, grabbed the steering wheel in his hand, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and roared towards the crowd.

The scene in front of him surprised him. The sticks were like timid ground rats, screaming and flashing towards both sides. Seeing that they were about to escape, Luo Maosen laughed wildly, "Hahahaha..."

"Bang bang" accompanied by laughter is the sound of tire explosions that almost mixed into one.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang" and then the car body tilted down. The super fast speed made the car body roll and fell out, making a series of impact sounds. Finally, it slid out like a turtle with a lid, and a series of sparks rubbed under the night sky.

"Wow!" Daqi hugged his head, shrank, and grinned at the scene. He shivered without tumbling the car body, as if he was in the car.

Sure enough, watching it in the movie is different from seeing it with your own eyes. The scene of this crash was really shocking!

It's so satisfying!

The people in the car are not broken yet!

Wait, Brother Yao just now seemed to say... Damn!

"Hurry, Sir Chen is also inside!" Dache sighed without caring about his grace and hurriedly directed his subordinates to rush over with guns.

I want to see people in my life, and I want to see corpses in my life!

But the car fell like this, I'm afraid the situation would not be too good.

Song Zijie was chasing this side quickly, thinking about not letting the criminal leader run away. He saw this scene from afar and stood there in shock. No matter what, he didn't expect that the "stagnation belt" arranged by Brother Yao had such a violent effect. His heart suddenly rose to his throat and rushed over quickly.

(PS: Do not imitate dangerous methods. If something happens, you will not be responsible, especially those related to traffic police!)

After Song Zijie rushed over, he found that Da Qi and others were standing helplessly. Seeing that the car body had completely deformed, Luo Maosen, the white suit in charge of driving, had turned blood red, and blood kept dripping downwards.

In the rear seat, Chen Jiaju and the bald man were slightly better, but they were also covered in blood on their faces. Unconsciousness was already the subject, especially Chen Jiaju, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. I don’t know if it was injured in his mouth or internal organs, so everyone dared not move their bodies randomly.

"Have you detained the car?" Song Zijie asked hurriedly.

"It's been deducted." Daqi wiped the sweat from his head and whispered: "The black car has also been deducted."

I thought too thoughtfully...

Song Zijie opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, but he could only replace Ka Kui in his heart to thank his ancestors for his eight generations...

Going back to the other side, Wang Yaozu turned around and left when he saw that Song Zijie did not shoot again. It was because he didn't help, but it was too late to reach, so he could only run to the other side.

On the other hand, Liu Baoqiang was more insidious than Song Zijie and was more experienced. He did not stand in front of the rushing car, but instead made way for a passage and stood on the side.

The ghost man subconsciously rushed towards the other side. At this moment, Liu Baoqiang stroked the thick and hard bolt, "boom", "boom", "boom", "boom", and "boom" four shots, and dense shots seemed to cover the entire void.

The windshield, car window, and tires exploded almost instantly, and the two sides were only less than three meters apart. The projectiles in the windshield were directly slapped on the ghost guy, and the people who hit the spot were bleeding all over, and the car also "boomed" and hit the building materials pile on the side of the road.

Wang Yaozu, who ran over, saw this scene and immediately shouted, "Baoqiang, go away!"

Liu Baoqiang was stunned, subconsciously executed the order and flashed over, and saw Wang Yaozu aiming the MP5 in his hand at the ghost guy in the car and shooting it. "Da Da Da" blood spurted out again on the ghost guy's body, and he stopped moving after a few convulsions.

If you say that you were bombarded by a troll, and because of the windshield, the ghost guy might just be disfigured rather than die, then you will be completely burping.

Wang Yaozu came over and patted Liu Baoqiang on the shoulder and said, "We two blocked the intersection. After warning, the drug offender still broke through and was shot dead on the spot."
Chapter completed!