The van was a little dim, with only the dark yellow lights that made people reluctant to see things. After the war, everyone seemed exhausted. No one spoke, and even the harvest that Fat Gu carried back was taken back, no one took a look. In this way, time slowly slipped away. After the car adjusted its direction several times, it rushed straight to Stanley without Dadong and others.

A car was parked on the side of the road, and Zhuang Ziwei sat quietly in the car without moving. Ye Yingwen sat on the side of the road and enjoyed the surrounding scenery, but Wang Yaozu got off the car in advance and didn't know what to do.

Huh~ A van was speeding past the road and did not attract the attention of both of them. There were many such cars on this road.

Akai, who was driving, kept paying attention to the road. When he saw the reservation, he drove directly from the road and entered a small road. Not far away, he saw Wang Yaozu standing on the side of the road.

The vehicle stopped slowly, and Akai made a gesture to Wang Yaozu. Wang Yaozu nodded, strode to the back of the truck and reached out to open the door bolt.

As the door was creaking, Dadong and others in the van were suddenly shocked and sat upright quickly in a precaution. Then they heard a voice from outside, "Why did you look like this? Are you seriously injured?"

When Dadong heard that it was Wang Yaozu's voice, he was obviously relieved. He could appear and mean that he was indeed safe. "I don't know how the police got the news. They were ambushed. The eighth midfielder was shot in the thigh. Both Fat Gu and I were fine."

Dadong really never doubted Wang Yaozu. After all, he sent Ah Hu to participate and took them out safely. Besides, is it beneficial for Wang Yaozu to cheat them?

As the car door opened wide, the back door of the van slowly rose, and bright sunlight shone in. Dadong and the other two squinted their eyes a little uncomfortable, covered it with their hands, and through the gap between their fingers, a figure stood outside the car.

"You two are not injured?"

Hearing such a tone of confusion and regret, Dadong was slightly stunned, and then he vaguely saw Wang Yaozu raise his right hand and aim the black muzzle of Remington 870 at this side.

"That's a pity, I'll help you!" As Wang Yaozu said, his index finger gently pulled the trigger, and 'boom', and a large number of projectiles suddenly spewed out of Remington's muzzle.

There was not even a seat in the narrow and closed van. The three of them were sprayed in front of their faces with a scream of horror. The distance between the two sides was only about two meters. For Remington, what is the difference between this and a face-to-face spray!

The bursting projectile hit the bodies of Dadong and the other two, and was deeply embedded in it. The blood immediately ejected out like raindrops, and the person was also brought back by the huge impact force and hit the posture heavily.

"Are you injured now?" Wang Yaozu stroked the bolt with a crack, and the old shell was thrown out, the new bullet was in place, and his fingers were slammed again, and the ejected projectiles roared again, and blood burst out from the three people who knew nothing about life and death.

"Please tell me loudly!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A "ding" prompt sounded, and Wang Yaozu slowly put down Remington in his hand, shook his head as if he was sorry, "If you don't speak, then I'll treat you as your default."

Carefully took out his handkerchief and wiped it on the gun several times before throwing it into the carriage casually. At this time, Ah Hu, who was hiding in front of the van, stretched out his head and looked at this side.

"Dispose the body, wash the carriage, and I'll leave first."

"Okay, Brother Yao." Looking at Wang Yaozu's back as he gradually walked away, Ah Hu closed the car door and sighed: "Brother Yao is really careful, don't leave any beginning or end."

"That's right, you kid is lucky. I don't know where Brother Yao likes you, but he didn't kill you to silence you." Akai shook his head in confusion.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean?" Ah Hu was stunned for a moment, then pressed on the last slug and chased after him, pulled open the passenger's door and sat on it, and said dissatisfiedly: "That's because I admire Brother Yao, and I will just be loyal to each other!"

"Haha, then you dare to call Brother Yao and try it!" Akai smiled coldly while starting the car.

"Uh...you can't say that."

"What do you say..."

...

While walking towards the car, Wang Yaozu opened the system panel and looked at the prompts just now.

"Ding, congratulations to you for killing Dadong, the top ten wanted criminals, with his own hands, and gaining experience value of 700."

“Current experience value is 950/1300.”

"The current level is 4, with attribute point 2."

He is not very clear about the system's functions now, such as the skill bar, after all, he still has no skill.

By the way, he has not only tried hard on women in the past few months, he has been shooting pistols every day.

It's just a pistol, not a submachine gun or Remington.

Hong Kong Island is not the Middle East, and the use rate of pistols is much higher than that of submachine guns and Remington.

(Dadong, Huang Xiong:???)

One or two hundred pistols a day until your wrist can't withstand this frequent vibration.

There were tens of thousands of bullets fed in such a long time. The hit rate of the fixed 25-meter target has been very stable, basically within 8 rings. Long-term training has formed a certain muscle memory and has a clear understanding of one's own dispersion.

But there is no pistol shooting skill. In this regard, Wang Yaozu felt that there might be too big gap between fixed target shooting and actual combat shooting.

In the future, he will change his shooting training to mobile shooting and quick gun shooting. After all, no one will let you stand there and aim for three seconds or five seconds in actual combat...

In addition, the fighting situation is similar, so there are even fewer practices, mainly because there is no professional coach or opponent. Akai and Ahu gave up after training twice.

In the words of the two, it is extremely irresponsible to life as a sparring brother.

Thinking about the direction of training for the next period of time, Wang Yaozu walked to the side of the car, "Ying Wen, get in the car and leave."

Ye Yingwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, moved his nose and smelled the smell of gunpowder after the explosion of gunpowder on Wang Yaozu. He frowned slightly and stopped thinking about these things.

As for Zhuang Ziwei, he was still immersed in the incident where he had just gone to prison to meet his brother.

...

Early in the morning, Stanley Prison.

"Zhuanglaiqu, come out, someone visits the prison!" The yelling of the prison guard rang outside the prison room. A young man with a 70-minute appearance similar to Zhuang Ziwei was obviously stunned for a moment, and he didn't walk out quickly after the prison guard urged him loudly.

Will anyone visit you?

I don’t know anyone in Hong Kong, how could it be?

With a complex mood of confusion, curiosity, expectation and fear, Zhuang Laiqu walked into the prison visiting room.

The moment he entered the door, he was stunned. He hadn't heard anyone else talk about visiting prisons for such a long time. He talked with the phone in a visible way, and here he actually had a spacious independent space.

The most important thing is that there is a woman in the house, a pretty woman, a woman with elegant temperament that he has only watched on TV... God.

Yes, it's the goddess.

But the goddess in his eyes is Wang Yaozu...

...

lover!
Chapter completed!