The No. 1 Chemical Factory is also a well-known large factory in Linhai City. It has more than 2,000 workers, and the shared canteen can accommodate 600 people for meals at the same time. But at the moment it only accommodates 100 thugs, which is already extremely crowded.
Some of them were holding pistols, some were holding machetes, throat pipes, and even self-made maces, and they all faced the double-opened wooden doors of the canteen and waited for them. Only Wang Zhong, with the M60 in his hand, was so cool, he stood on a plastic dining table for four, steadied his horse and raised the murderous weapon in his hand.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Without waiting for a long time, there was a knock on the door, and Wang finally pulled the trigger impatiently. The gunmen also started intensive shooting at the same time.
The 1-finger-thick wooden gate was smashed into pieces, and the wall next to it was also riddled with bullet holes. Cement slag, wood chips, and flattened warheads were splashing and bouncing in the air.
Wang Zhong laughed wildly and pulled the trigger without stopping. The bullet casings sprayed out of the gun and fell to his feet, jingling and thinking about it.
The continuous shooting that lasted for a full minute seemed like 24 hours. The gate is more ferocious and porous than a hornet's nest, but it still stands upright. I really want to ask which factory made it
The shooter was panting heavily after shooting, and the cafeteria was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke. Wang Zhong's gun muzzle was as red as a branding iron. With such a simple and crude shooting method, the barrel of the gun was probably about to be scrapped.
After a short pause... Boom! Boom! Boom! There was another knock on the door? ! Everyone trembled in fright. Could it be that the person who came was Iron Man in battle armor? Still invulnerable? !
"Hey! You, that is you, what are you looking at, go open the door!" Wang Zhong pointed at a blond pony beside him with the muzzle of his gun while changing the magazine.
"Me?" The guy's legs were limp.
"Scared! If he is still there, we will shoot so many guns together! Guaranteed that he will never die again!" Wang Zhong roared.
"Then I've become a hornet's nest too?" Little Mazi cried in fright, remembering his mother's previous teachings, "Study hard, don't be a hooligan."
Under the urging of a group of people, Xiao Mazai walked forward tremblingly with a pistol in hand, his heart jumped into his throat, he opened the shattered wooden door tremblingly, and shot indiscriminately with the pistol, But there is not even a hair on the outside.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door again, Xiao Mazi looked down, it turned out to be a mobile phone with the QQ interface turned on, the knock on the door just now was the reminder that the cool QQ member went online.
Suddenly, just as the group of people reacted, a black figure slid down behind Wang Zhong from the open skylight of the cafeteria. The speed was so fast that even the plastic tabletop under his feet was shattered.
And when everyone saw it clearly, Shen Ming was already standing in front of the people, and behind him, Wang Zhong just leaned against him, with his head resting on his shoulder, and the love between you and me was surging.
But it wasn't that Wang was finally bent by the lively Shen Ming, it was just because a 35 cm long bread knife was holding his throat.
The bread knife full of serrations is not strong enough, as thin as a steel ruler, but the blade is densely packed with serrations, no matter whether it is cutting bread or cutting the throat, there is no way to suture the wound.
"Brother, if you have something to say, why bother to use a knife or a gun?" Wang Zhong leaned on Shen Ming's shoulder, and immediately changed his mind.
"Tell them to put down their guns." Shen Ming raised the blade with his backhand and pressed it against Wang Zhong's neck, blood flowed out.
Wang Zhong was so frightened that he yelled, "Put down your guns!"
"I see who dares to let go? The leader of the Dongchuan Gang is ordered, this guy can't live, so let me do him!" The bald Jesus roared angrily.
"I see who dares to shoot! Dead bald head, you fucking covet the position of my number one pony, do you want to do it with me?!" Wang Zhong is well aware of the intrigue among hooligans, and he also killed the number one boy in the same way back then. A young man in the top position.
"Brother Zhong, how can you say that? We are brothers and sisters. Didn't the leader of Dongchuan tell you this? We are only following orders. Even if you die, you will die for the guild. I will definitely report to the guild leader to bury you with dignity." The bald head As Jesus spoke, he grabbed a pistol and aimed it at Shen Ming's head. The angle was just right to kill two birds with one shot.
"Jesus, did you forget to give you the gift of 'two words' of friendship on your forehead so soon? Do you want me to tell everyone the gift I gave you now?" Shen Ming pressed his finger on his forehead with a smirk.
"You are?!" The bald Jesus covered the plaster on his head and said in shock.
"How do you think I found this place?" Shen Ming said as he took out a chainsaw horror puppet mask, put it on, and threw it away.
"It's you?!" The two lines of the bald Jesus just reversed, and the hand holding the gun trembled.
"I took a lot of beautiful photos that day, in my mailbox, come here, shoot me in the head, the email will be automatically sent to Entertainment Weekly in 2 days, you will soon become an Internet celebrity Oh." Shen Ming grinned grinningly.
"Don't shoot! Are you all crazy? He has a hostage in his hand!" The bald Jesus remembered the brotherhood.
A group of thugs who were about to kill stood there in astonishment. It was the first time they realized that someone could threaten the villain with a hostage
"Little friend, return my mobile phone." Shen Ming looked at the golden-haired pony at the door and smiled.
That guy escaped the fate of being beaten into a hornet's nest, and was sent over in a hurry, completely treating Shen Ming as a lifesaver.
"Now, where is my eldest lady?" Shen Ming hit Wang Zhong's neck with a knife.
"I know! I'll take you there! Go backwards! No, no! Go in front of you!" Wang finally betrayed the organization in minutes.
All the way under the strong crowd of hooligans, Shen Ming walked to the huge freezer in the kitchen.
"You can't get in. This door is a treasure that the boss personally bought from overseas. No one can open it except his remote control." The bald-headed Jesus reminded him standing behind him 3 meters away.
"He's right. Below is our drug manufacturing factory. Except for the boss's remote control, no one can get in and no one can get out." Wang Mo betrayed the gang completely.
"Really?" Shen Ming dialed the number of the mouse again.
The other side muttered for a long time before answering the channel, "Brother, you have a jet lag with me, I'm sleeping, okay?"
"Open the door for me, and send you a photo now." Shen Ming took a photo and sent it over immediately.
"The A86 hidden vault door from the German Key Company should be 12 years old and can only be opened with the only remote control. This year's new version will have more functions and support retinal scanning. Where are you? How did you encounter this kind of gate?" The mouse recognized it after only looking at it for 2 seconds.
"Don't worry, is there a way to open it without the remote control?"
"The key company's locks all have a backdoor code, that is, administrator authority, which is to prevent customers from accidentally locking themselves inside, and then the remote control is broken. But this code is in their internal central system, and The company never admits that there is such a thing. I need to hack into their system to get the code out, and it will be fine in 2 minutes." The mouse has already started tapping the keyboard frantically, "By the way, the fee is 300,000, depending on the old acquaintance I'll give you a discount of 298,000 for your sake, will you pay by bank transfer or cash?"
"Fu your sister, do you want to die again?" Shen Ming threatened.
"Brother, familiarity, is it interesting for you to keep threatening me like this? Besides, I am helping you offend others. Even if you don't kill me and let the key know that I stole their code, you will still spend money to find a killer." Get rid of me. I'm helping you at the risk, can you justify not paying me?" Mouse said clearly.
"Okay, I'll give it to you later, open the door for me first." Shen Ming had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree.
"Thank you for your patronage." The mouse smiled and hit the Enter key, "It's done, I'm installing the app on your phone, just press it."
After a while, there was an extra software on Shen Ming's phone, the name was actually called "Finally got you, hahahaha"...
Such an obscene name, Shen Ming still pressed it.
The huge freezer in front of him actually moved, and a group of thugs were stunned.
"Wait for me outside, and I'll deal with you when I come back." Shen Ming walked into the bright passage, and when the door was about to close, he pushed Wang Mo out.
The gunman waiting for the opportunity to shoot quickly, but the bullets splashed on the stainless steel freezer and injured several of his own people.
"You are finished. If you betray the gang, the gang leader will beat you to death." The bald-headed Jesus put his arms around Wang Zhong and warned.
"It's over for you. Don't think I didn't hear it. That kid has an old relationship with you. You said it when he found it. Our two brothers, if you don't tell me or I don't tell you, just pretend it never happened." Wang Zhong sneered.
"Huh? Why are you bleeding? You wet my pants!" the bald Jesus said in surprise.
Wang Zhong raised his only left hand at this moment, the palm was gone, and the blood was flowing out.
"Ah!!!! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Wang Zhong fell to the ground and howled.
"I said I would chop off your other hand, how can you break your promise?" After a door opened, Shen Ming threw away the palm and the bloody knife, and ran inward along the long passage.
What no one noticed was that a helicopter was flying towards the sky above the No. 1 Chemical Plant. There were three middle-aged men in blood-red Tang suits and a girl sitting in the plane. There are flannel bags of different shapes beside each of them. Another teenager in Tang suit sitting in the co-pilot was playing with the back of his head and braided waist and calling on the phone, "Godfather, I'm on my way there. Don't worry, Xin Liansheng won't give us old Feng I will get my face back today."