boom!
With a loud bang, the violent vibration instantly threw Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xin, who were talking and laughing at school, off the ground, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Kunlin was stunned for a moment, then turned over and got up and muttered: Damn, cannons? Or is the German devil's cannon coming here? Will the American soldiers also follow him...
Dada da... The rapid sound of firecrackers suddenly rang, Yang Kunlin was stunned, Oh, there are still people setting off firecrackers, remember that there is no new release here, Ah, strange! Zhang Xin, do you know?
Yang Kunlin touched his head and turned to look at Zhang Xin beside him, but found that Zhang Xin was staring at somewhere in front of him. An inexplicable look appeared in his bright eyes, which seemed to be a look of admiration!
This kid never chases stars. Even the pride of Hunanese Mao Zedong was demoted by him to be worthless. When will he worship people?
Yang Kunlin, who was extremely surprised, turned around and looked forward along Zhang Xin's gaze. Then, Yang Kunlin was shocked and could not retract his gaze. The expression exactly like Zhang Xin surged from his black eyes, endless...
In the faint mist, the Yellow River stands on the road, holding a light submachine gun in one hand, and the shell collapses from the gun body like snowflakes. In the faint Mars, the whistling bullets pierce the prison car not far ahead like rain. In the rapid metal collision, sparks splashed from the body...
The black smoke was slowly rising from the bottom of the prison car on the side of the road. One tire had no hope to fly, revealing the bare axle. The black and ugly one was already sparking. The flashing flames were getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was a possibility of explosion at any time.
In the carriage, a special police officer sitting next to Yeniao woke up from the chaos and slammed heavily on Yeniao's neck with a heavy gun. The night bird, which had lost balance, instantly hit the steel wall of the car. A big hole broke out on his forehead, and blood flowed down, and his entire face was dyed red after a while...
Another special police kicked open the back door of the car with a slam and jumped out of the car. A bunch of bullets roared and hit his chest instantly, and a few broken clothes and socks splashed. The special police fell heavily on the ground on the highway. They felt that their chest was unbearable and their breathing was not smooth. If it weren't for the protection of the bulletproof vest, they would have died just now.
Li Yu's face turned slightly white. Through the thick smoke and through the still intact bulletproof glass, he suddenly discovered that a tall figure was holding a double gun in his hand, strode towards the prison car while shooting, as if the god of death had descended to the mortal world, bringing inexplicable murderous aura. The steps were heavy and slow, but every time he took a step, Li Yu's heart would pound wildly, and suddenly shouted into the car through the call window behind the seat: Go down, kill that bastard! Damn it
When the Yellow River was unscrupulous, it was strode forward while shooting. The fierce firepower made the special police in the prison car unable to rush out of the closed car. Only the falling special police had slowly moved to the other side of the overturned car body...
Wow! Yang Kunlin never realized that gunfights could take his life at any time. He even chased a few small steps towards the direction of the Yellow River and sighed obsessively: So handsome, so handsome! If I had two guns like this, how cool would it be? How might it be...
Zhang Xin followed a few steps, approached Yang Kunlin, and said in an equally amazed tone: Damn, he is much more awesome than the underworld in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and he suppressed a car of Ah alone! He is amazing, and he is as good as the American soldiers. Also, look, that man is so strong, he is as cool as a hill...
Two young kids forget about danger and only care about the Yellow River who is dying with guns. They have no idea that what will change their entire lives will happen soon. The Yanhuang and Huang evil spirits that shocked the world in the future began their underworld Cute buds at this time.
The Yellow River is getting closer and closer to the prison car, and the pressure of the special police in the car is getting heavier. Li Yu gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked slightly. The special police rolling to the ground has gone around to the other side with the cover of the vehicle body. The submachine gun in his hand is quickly pointing to the Yellow River that is strode forward.
Sparks intersect in the air, sharp roars passing through the air...
The tall and strong body of the Yellow River suddenly trembled violently, and instantly knelt on one knee and fell to the ground. A look of pain flashed on his face, but he quickly raised the gun in his hand and shot at the special policeman who hit him. As the bullets interlaced, the policeman screamed, and the blood splashed away from afar. On the ground, the black blood quickly blew out from under him, dyeing the black road ground red...
Not good! The hero was shot!
Yang Kunlin suddenly shouted, clenched his fists, frowned, and shouted with difficulty: Get up quickly, Ah, fight back, you can't fall down, the mission has not been completed yet
The tall body of the Yellow River trembled again, and suddenly turned around with difficulty and looked in the direction of Yang Kunlin. Two little kids were jumping on their feet and cheering him up. A slight smile appeared on their faces and suddenly they bounced up...
However, taking advantage of this moment, the special police had already rushed out of the carriage, using the car body as a cover or simply lie on the road. The guns in their hands erupted instantly, and dense bullets were already roaring towards the Yellow River.
The blood hole bloomed on the Yellow River's chest like raindrops splashing on the water. The powerful impact force also impacted his majestic body and took two steps back, but the gun in his hand was still holding it straight forward, and an angry bullet was erupting from the muzzle...
More and more bullets were blooming on the Yellow River, but he was still walking forward with difficulty and force...
The SWAT fell one after another under his gun...
The Yellow River relaxed its defense, but his life-sacrificing shooting also caused serious casualties to the special police...
Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xin were stunned, and the two young students were deeply shocked by the tragic scene in front of them!
A person with so many bullets in his body, a person who is almost covered in blood, and a person who has been dead for a long time under normal circumstances, is now moving forward like a ok person, constantly raising his gun and shooting...
Another bloody flower in the Yellow River's left chest bloomed. His body suddenly froze and then fell to the ground with a bang, but his eyes were still staring at the prison car in front of him. The gun in his hand was spraying the bullets of death. For his brothers, he spared no effort to kill his compatriots. Although it was stupid, he thought it was right.
The last touch of consciousness quickly retreated from Huang He's mind, and the heavy darkness instantly swallowed him. With the last bunch of bullets, he hit the last police officer!
The black blood fountain oozed out from the corners of the mouth, nostrils, eyes and ear holes of the Yellow River. His eyes were still staring at the prison cart, because he did not rescue his brother until his death, his Huangshan!
The spread fingers twitched a few times unwillingly, and finally remained silent...
Ah, all dead!
The admiration for heroes made Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xinhun forget the bloody horror, and actually flashed out of the roadside and walked slowly to the side of the Yellow River.
It's really dead. Zhang Xin sighed sadly, gently stroked the face of the Yellow River with his palms. His eyes were still wide open, but the blood on his face was still there
Damn, this is a real guy? Hey, let's steal it
Yang Kunlin gently poked Zhang Xin beside him. His attention seemed to be more on the two submachine guns. He couldn't put it down when he pinched them in his hand. He glanced left and right, and finally pointed at Zhang Xin, stabbed him at the gun and said.
Go! Zhang Xin knocked open Yang Kunlin's gun and said unhappily, how many times have you said it, don't point the gun at me, how many times have you said you have killed me by chance?
From a fierce gun battle to a dead silence, it took less than ten minutes, but many people and many things have completely changed. Several living lives have completely disappeared from the world, and the fate of an external organization has changed. Two future gangster stars have begun to bud...
Wang Dake returned in the mist. The wind that Changsha wanted him was quite tight. Naturally, he would never dare to stay in the city, so he found a remote construction site like Taoyuan Road.
During the day, he also rarely enters the city. He usually takes advantage of the darkness to enter the city and then returns to the construction site at dawn, living a dark life that is completely reversed when it is hiding during the day and exits at night.
Now he has no power or power, and even a brother, it is really difficult to survive comfortably in Changsha. If he hadn't been homesick, he would have gone south to Hong Kong and Taiwan long ago. With his own abilities, he would have made a fortune sooner or later.
The cold morning breeze suddenly brought a faint smell of gunpowder, and Wang Dake instantly frowned
Although he has only experienced a handful of gun battles in his underworld career, this smell is definitely not unfamiliar with it!
Half a year ago, during the battle on Yuelu Mountain, this smell was floating in the entire air!
That time, if he hadn't seen the opportunity early, he would have jumped into the septic tank in the public toilet and held his breath to avoid it. I'm afraid he'd been corpse for a long time
The mist in front of you suddenly cleared, and the entire gun battle was clearly visible
Wang Dake was trembling. Who was so bold that he hijacked the police's prison car?
He even killed the police in the area?
Um?
Two little kids?
Wang Dake's pupils suddenly contracted sharply because he saw that one of the little kids had pointed the light submachine gun in his hand at him. The black muzzle seemed to spew out the flames of death at any time!
The killer is actually two little kids?
Wang Dake felt that his heart was getting deeper and deeper, and his coldness instantly invaded his whole body, and his soul was already rising.
The so-called "people should not behave like appearances, and the sea water should not be measured. What are the two little kids who have committed such a huge case?
Today, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble
How could such a murderous crime care about one more murder case?
But even though he was cold, Wang Dake became extremely alert. Even if he was bound to die, he would have to make a living. Keeping his eyes closed is not Wang Dake's style of doing things
Raise your hand! Yang Kunlin learned the shape of the American soldiers in the game, raised his gun and aimed at Wang Dake, and turned his back to him
Wang Dake's sharp eagle eyes swept through Yang Kunlin's body, and a sharp flying knife had quietly slid from his elbow into his palm. Compared with his flying axe, although the power of the flying knife was relatively weak, its accuracy was better.
But when his sharp eyes passed by Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xin's backs, a trace of doubt flashed away because he actually saw two schoolbags
Kunlin, please help me help him up. Zhang Xinaiyan suddenly reached out and gently pulled Yang Kunlin beside him, and said sadly, he may not be dead yet, I want to breathe him artificially
What? Yang Kunlin, who was having fun, looked at Zhang Xin unhappily after hearing this
The Li Wei collapsed from Wang Dake's starry eyes like a spark. The flying knife in his hand had already shot out, but it did not shoot at Yang Kunlin's throat, but hit the gun in his hand with a tingling sound. Yang Kunlin couldn't help but screamed, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
Wang Dake made a quick move forward. Before Yang Kunlin reacted, he rushed to the two little kids, reached out and slapped them in the face, and was shocked.
Thinking of how hero he was, he was frightened by a little kid for nothing, Wang Dake was so angry that he killed these two little guys. However, he always had no habit of killing people with no resistance, so he had to slap each and vent his anger.
Why do you hit me? Zhang Xin suddenly slapped him and looked up at Wang Dake instantly. However, Yang Kunlin wanted to reach out to pick up the gun that fell to the ground without saying a word, but Wang Dake had already kicked away and fell far away in the grass.
Humph! Wang Dake snorted coldly, and suddenly raised the two little kids high above his head with one hand, staring at their eyes coldly with a cold look, and said in a deep voice, "Little thing, don't make a noise!" Otherwise, I will kill you
Wang Dake was about to throw the two of them into the grass on the roadside, so he would leave this place earlier, but a faint moan came from the prison car that was overturned by the roadside.
Anyone else is alive?
Wang Dake was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly threw the two little kids who were already scared and turned green on the ground. He rushed to the prison carriage and suffocated the thick smoke. Looking inside, he saw a person lying on the ground in the empty carriage. Blood on his forehead was pouring, and the bottom of the carriage was dyed red.
Master Ye Gang!?
Wang Dake just took a rough look and was stunned. He really didn't expect to meet the master of the Night Bird Gang here who had always admired him.
With a loud bang, the violent vibration instantly threw Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xin, who were talking and laughing at school, off the ground, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Kunlin was stunned for a moment, then turned over and got up and muttered: Damn, cannons? Or is the German devil's cannon coming here? Will the American soldiers also follow him...
Dada da... The rapid sound of firecrackers suddenly rang, Yang Kunlin was stunned, Oh, there are still people setting off firecrackers, remember that there is no new release here, Ah, strange! Zhang Xin, do you know?
Yang Kunlin touched his head and turned to look at Zhang Xin beside him, but found that Zhang Xin was staring at somewhere in front of him. An inexplicable look appeared in his bright eyes, which seemed to be a look of admiration!
This kid never chases stars. Even the pride of Hunanese Mao Zedong was demoted by him to be worthless. When will he worship people?
Yang Kunlin, who was extremely surprised, turned around and looked forward along Zhang Xin's gaze. Then, Yang Kunlin was shocked and could not retract his gaze. The expression exactly like Zhang Xin surged from his black eyes, endless...
In the faint mist, the Yellow River stands on the road, holding a light submachine gun in one hand, and the shell collapses from the gun body like snowflakes. In the faint Mars, the whistling bullets pierce the prison car not far ahead like rain. In the rapid metal collision, sparks splashed from the body...
The black smoke was slowly rising from the bottom of the prison car on the side of the road. One tire had no hope to fly, revealing the bare axle. The black and ugly one was already sparking. The flashing flames were getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was a possibility of explosion at any time.
In the carriage, a special police officer sitting next to Yeniao woke up from the chaos and slammed heavily on Yeniao's neck with a heavy gun. The night bird, which had lost balance, instantly hit the steel wall of the car. A big hole broke out on his forehead, and blood flowed down, and his entire face was dyed red after a while...
Another special police kicked open the back door of the car with a slam and jumped out of the car. A bunch of bullets roared and hit his chest instantly, and a few broken clothes and socks splashed. The special police fell heavily on the ground on the highway. They felt that their chest was unbearable and their breathing was not smooth. If it weren't for the protection of the bulletproof vest, they would have died just now.
Li Yu's face turned slightly white. Through the thick smoke and through the still intact bulletproof glass, he suddenly discovered that a tall figure was holding a double gun in his hand, strode towards the prison car while shooting, as if the god of death had descended to the mortal world, bringing inexplicable murderous aura. The steps were heavy and slow, but every time he took a step, Li Yu's heart would pound wildly, and suddenly shouted into the car through the call window behind the seat: Go down, kill that bastard! Damn it
When the Yellow River was unscrupulous, it was strode forward while shooting. The fierce firepower made the special police in the prison car unable to rush out of the closed car. Only the falling special police had slowly moved to the other side of the overturned car body...
Wow! Yang Kunlin never realized that gunfights could take his life at any time. He even chased a few small steps towards the direction of the Yellow River and sighed obsessively: So handsome, so handsome! If I had two guns like this, how cool would it be? How might it be...
Zhang Xin followed a few steps, approached Yang Kunlin, and said in an equally amazed tone: Damn, he is much more awesome than the underworld in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and he suppressed a car of Ah alone! He is amazing, and he is as good as the American soldiers. Also, look, that man is so strong, he is as cool as a hill...
Two young kids forget about danger and only care about the Yellow River who is dying with guns. They have no idea that what will change their entire lives will happen soon. The Yanhuang and Huang evil spirits that shocked the world in the future began their underworld Cute buds at this time.
The Yellow River is getting closer and closer to the prison car, and the pressure of the special police in the car is getting heavier. Li Yu gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked slightly. The special police rolling to the ground has gone around to the other side with the cover of the vehicle body. The submachine gun in his hand is quickly pointing to the Yellow River that is strode forward.
Sparks intersect in the air, sharp roars passing through the air...
The tall and strong body of the Yellow River suddenly trembled violently, and instantly knelt on one knee and fell to the ground. A look of pain flashed on his face, but he quickly raised the gun in his hand and shot at the special policeman who hit him. As the bullets interlaced, the policeman screamed, and the blood splashed away from afar. On the ground, the black blood quickly blew out from under him, dyeing the black road ground red...
Not good! The hero was shot!
Yang Kunlin suddenly shouted, clenched his fists, frowned, and shouted with difficulty: Get up quickly, Ah, fight back, you can't fall down, the mission has not been completed yet
The tall body of the Yellow River trembled again, and suddenly turned around with difficulty and looked in the direction of Yang Kunlin. Two little kids were jumping on their feet and cheering him up. A slight smile appeared on their faces and suddenly they bounced up...
However, taking advantage of this moment, the special police had already rushed out of the carriage, using the car body as a cover or simply lie on the road. The guns in their hands erupted instantly, and dense bullets were already roaring towards the Yellow River.
The blood hole bloomed on the Yellow River's chest like raindrops splashing on the water. The powerful impact force also impacted his majestic body and took two steps back, but the gun in his hand was still holding it straight forward, and an angry bullet was erupting from the muzzle...
More and more bullets were blooming on the Yellow River, but he was still walking forward with difficulty and force...
The SWAT fell one after another under his gun...
The Yellow River relaxed its defense, but his life-sacrificing shooting also caused serious casualties to the special police...
Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xin were stunned, and the two young students were deeply shocked by the tragic scene in front of them!
A person with so many bullets in his body, a person who is almost covered in blood, and a person who has been dead for a long time under normal circumstances, is now moving forward like a ok person, constantly raising his gun and shooting...
Another bloody flower in the Yellow River's left chest bloomed. His body suddenly froze and then fell to the ground with a bang, but his eyes were still staring at the prison car in front of him. The gun in his hand was spraying the bullets of death. For his brothers, he spared no effort to kill his compatriots. Although it was stupid, he thought it was right.
The last touch of consciousness quickly retreated from Huang He's mind, and the heavy darkness instantly swallowed him. With the last bunch of bullets, he hit the last police officer!
The black blood fountain oozed out from the corners of the mouth, nostrils, eyes and ear holes of the Yellow River. His eyes were still staring at the prison cart, because he did not rescue his brother until his death, his Huangshan!
The spread fingers twitched a few times unwillingly, and finally remained silent...
Ah, all dead!
The admiration for heroes made Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xinhun forget the bloody horror, and actually flashed out of the roadside and walked slowly to the side of the Yellow River.
It's really dead. Zhang Xin sighed sadly, gently stroked the face of the Yellow River with his palms. His eyes were still wide open, but the blood on his face was still there
Damn, this is a real guy? Hey, let's steal it
Yang Kunlin gently poked Zhang Xin beside him. His attention seemed to be more on the two submachine guns. He couldn't put it down when he pinched them in his hand. He glanced left and right, and finally pointed at Zhang Xin, stabbed him at the gun and said.
Go! Zhang Xin knocked open Yang Kunlin's gun and said unhappily, how many times have you said it, don't point the gun at me, how many times have you said you have killed me by chance?
From a fierce gun battle to a dead silence, it took less than ten minutes, but many people and many things have completely changed. Several living lives have completely disappeared from the world, and the fate of an external organization has changed. Two future gangster stars have begun to bud...
Wang Dake returned in the mist. The wind that Changsha wanted him was quite tight. Naturally, he would never dare to stay in the city, so he found a remote construction site like Taoyuan Road.
During the day, he also rarely enters the city. He usually takes advantage of the darkness to enter the city and then returns to the construction site at dawn, living a dark life that is completely reversed when it is hiding during the day and exits at night.
Now he has no power or power, and even a brother, it is really difficult to survive comfortably in Changsha. If he hadn't been homesick, he would have gone south to Hong Kong and Taiwan long ago. With his own abilities, he would have made a fortune sooner or later.
The cold morning breeze suddenly brought a faint smell of gunpowder, and Wang Dake instantly frowned
Although he has only experienced a handful of gun battles in his underworld career, this smell is definitely not unfamiliar with it!
Half a year ago, during the battle on Yuelu Mountain, this smell was floating in the entire air!
That time, if he hadn't seen the opportunity early, he would have jumped into the septic tank in the public toilet and held his breath to avoid it. I'm afraid he'd been corpse for a long time
The mist in front of you suddenly cleared, and the entire gun battle was clearly visible
Wang Dake was trembling. Who was so bold that he hijacked the police's prison car?
He even killed the police in the area?
Um?
Two little kids?
Wang Dake's pupils suddenly contracted sharply because he saw that one of the little kids had pointed the light submachine gun in his hand at him. The black muzzle seemed to spew out the flames of death at any time!
The killer is actually two little kids?
Wang Dake felt that his heart was getting deeper and deeper, and his coldness instantly invaded his whole body, and his soul was already rising.
The so-called "people should not behave like appearances, and the sea water should not be measured. What are the two little kids who have committed such a huge case?
Today, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble
How could such a murderous crime care about one more murder case?
But even though he was cold, Wang Dake became extremely alert. Even if he was bound to die, he would have to make a living. Keeping his eyes closed is not Wang Dake's style of doing things
Raise your hand! Yang Kunlin learned the shape of the American soldiers in the game, raised his gun and aimed at Wang Dake, and turned his back to him
Wang Dake's sharp eagle eyes swept through Yang Kunlin's body, and a sharp flying knife had quietly slid from his elbow into his palm. Compared with his flying axe, although the power of the flying knife was relatively weak, its accuracy was better.
But when his sharp eyes passed by Yang Kunlin and Zhang Xin's backs, a trace of doubt flashed away because he actually saw two schoolbags
Kunlin, please help me help him up. Zhang Xinaiyan suddenly reached out and gently pulled Yang Kunlin beside him, and said sadly, he may not be dead yet, I want to breathe him artificially
What? Yang Kunlin, who was having fun, looked at Zhang Xin unhappily after hearing this
The Li Wei collapsed from Wang Dake's starry eyes like a spark. The flying knife in his hand had already shot out, but it did not shoot at Yang Kunlin's throat, but hit the gun in his hand with a tingling sound. Yang Kunlin couldn't help but screamed, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
Wang Dake made a quick move forward. Before Yang Kunlin reacted, he rushed to the two little kids, reached out and slapped them in the face, and was shocked.
Thinking of how hero he was, he was frightened by a little kid for nothing, Wang Dake was so angry that he killed these two little guys. However, he always had no habit of killing people with no resistance, so he had to slap each and vent his anger.
Why do you hit me? Zhang Xin suddenly slapped him and looked up at Wang Dake instantly. However, Yang Kunlin wanted to reach out to pick up the gun that fell to the ground without saying a word, but Wang Dake had already kicked away and fell far away in the grass.
Humph! Wang Dake snorted coldly, and suddenly raised the two little kids high above his head with one hand, staring at their eyes coldly with a cold look, and said in a deep voice, "Little thing, don't make a noise!" Otherwise, I will kill you
Wang Dake was about to throw the two of them into the grass on the roadside, so he would leave this place earlier, but a faint moan came from the prison car that was overturned by the roadside.
Anyone else is alive?
Wang Dake was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly threw the two little kids who were already scared and turned green on the ground. He rushed to the prison carriage and suffocated the thick smoke. Looking inside, he saw a person lying on the ground in the empty carriage. Blood on his forehead was pouring, and the bottom of the carriage was dyed red.
Master Ye Gang!?
Wang Dake just took a rough look and was stunned. He really didn't expect to meet the master of the Night Bird Gang here who had always admired him.
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