"Brother Xiong, we don't have enough bullets." One of his subordinates stepped back behind him and said to Brother Xiong, clutching his bleeding arm.
After rushing several waves and knocking down several people, those people on the other side learned how to behave and hid behind the rocks to shoot. Brother Xiong glanced at the gap between the two cars and said viciously: "You son of a bitch! Don't let me go back alive!"
"Brother Xiong, you can't go on like this. Let's cover, you run first." Another subordinate said while changing the magazine. The opponents are all submachine guns, they are just pistols, and the firepower is not at the same level. It's the meat on the cutting board.
"I can't run." Han Meixin hugged her head and shrank behind Brother Xiong. The lights on their side are so bright, as long as they get out of the cover of the car, they will all be exposed, which is tantamount to being a target.
"We have to go back and tell the boss that Hei Zai has hooked up with Guangdong. Those guys can only come from Guangdong." Brother Xiong retracted his body and said.
With a few sounds of "Puff", the lights of the two cars suddenly went out, and the stones where the people on the other side were hiding suddenly burst open. Amidst the sound of "Ah yo", the surroundings were pitch black, and the silver barrel of the submachine gun died due to the intense heat. It became brighter and brighter.
Brother Xiong didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed Han Meixin's hand and rushed out shortly, shooting at the places where the silver light was shining as he rushed.
The three subordinates who were still alive did the same, and rushed out with the two of them.
"Hurry up!" The man with the scar yelled, and in the darkness, he saw the man with the scorpion suddenly turn around and point the submachine gun in his hand at them.
"You!" The man with the scar hadn't yelled out the word traitor in fright, when he saw a face covered with a black scarf behind the man with the scorpion, and a pair of star-like eyes exposed were cold. Killing intent.
Then, he didn't know anything.
Under the intensive strafing, his body shook like a brush, and he fell slowly to the ground.
"It's not me!" The scorpion man just yelled, and he felt that the power behind him that restrained him disappeared, and the hand that was pressing on his finger on the trigger disappeared, and his body that was stiff and immobile just now returned to freedom. When he was happy, he saw several other accomplices pointing their guns at him with anger and fear.
After a burst of gunshots, the scorpion man's body convulsed on the ground for a while and then went completely still.
"What should we do?" A man looked at the bald man in horror and asked, "What should we do?"
The bald man's body was also trembling constantly. Looking at the pitch-black mountain, Brother Xiong and the others had already run out of sight. I don't know if we can catch up if we chase at this time, but the police should be here soon.
The relationship between Brother Dao and Boss Hei is unusual, so even if they knew that they would not be able to run away any longer, they had to kill Brother Xiong and the others, because once Brother Xiong ran away, their fate would be miserable!
"Brother Guang! What should we do?" The man's body trembled so much that he couldn't even hold the gun steadily.
"Pick up all the guns, let's go!" the bald man said and grabbed the gun from the man with the scar.
"Let's go seek refuge with Brother Dong?" Another man's eyes lit up, and he hurried to pick up the gun beside the scorpion man.
"Yeah!" The bald man nodded, turned around to pick up the gun held by another person on the ground, and said, "These guns cannot be found by the police. Let's take them to Brother Dong. Brother Dong will always give us a way to survive."
When I got up, I saw another man standing still. The bald man scolded: "Bazi, what are you doing? Hurry up!"
"I... I... I..." I stammered three times, and raised the gun tremblingly in my hand, facing the bald man and the three of them.
"What are you doing!" The bald man yelled, raised the gun in his hand, and said, "Put it down, put it down quickly, or I will kill you!"
"I..." just as Bazi said a word, he saw all three of them raised their guns, and he was even more frightened. He just wanted to say that it wasn't me, I was controlled by someone, I couldn't move my body, and there was someone behind me! There was a chuckle from behind him, and then the finger on the trigger was pulled by the finger on it. When the barrel of the gun trembled violently, there was a sudden void behind him. Freedom was restored.
The bald man roared, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Flames splashed and bullets flew, creating countless rays of light in the dark night.
After the last bullet shot into the human body with a roar, the surroundings became quiet again, only the sound of the human body hitting the ground could be heard.
Snowflakes began to fall again.
The bald man twitched, watching a person squatting down slowly in front of him. The person's face was covered with a black scarf, and the pair of raised phoenix eyes were cold and cold.
That was the last image in his eyes.
"They're all dead." Ye Po looked around and said. Those four people shot desperately in the end, and there were still a few people around who were only injured but not dead, and they were all affected, and they were directly beaten into honeycombs.
"Let's go." Yan San stood up, wearing only the toes of the thin-soled cloth boots, his figure floated far away, and swept away with the others.
"Let's go." Yang Zhao put away the binoculars and took the lead to look down the mountain.
Their car was parked on a road away from the scene of the shootout over there. As soon as they got off the road, they heard crackling sounds from the other side.
Zhao Yinfeng was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously touched the gun at his waist, and said, "Damn, is there an ambush here?"
He Li listened for a while and said with a smile, "It's the sound of firecrackers."
"Firecrackers?" Zhao Yinfeng asked suspiciously.
With the sound of firecrackers over there, firecrackers sounded in many places around the countryside, and fireworks were set off, blooming beautiful halos in the night sky.
Let the goose feather and heavy snow that floats down have a brilliant posture.
"Well, Mom also bought a lot today, saying that they will be released during the Chinese New Year. This is the custom here." He Li said, looking up at the fireworks in the night sky in the distance.
Meng Su opened the car door, and suddenly turned around and said, "This and that gunshot are very loud, so the police will treat it as firecrackers, so why not deal with it?"
Pushing lightness kung fu to the limit, he dashed back in the heavy snow, the oncoming snowflakes were blown on his face, and turned into water vapor in a blink of an eye.
Yan San and the others didn't take the main road, and went directly to the old house through the hills and mountains. When they got home, they saw that Yang Zhao's car hadn't come back, so they went straight upstairs.
Quietly pushing open the bedroom door, seeing that Ling Qingyu had fallen asleep leaning against Ye Shiyi's arms, Yan San nodded slightly to Ye Shiyi who opened his eyes and looked over, then quietly closed the door, and went downstairs to take a shower in the small patio downstairs.
The old house was rebuilt from the original farmyard. Not only did the firewood-burning kitchen remain, but also a small patio in the backyard. In the middle of the small patio paved with bluestone slabs is an old well with a long history. Got some vines.
Ye Po and Ying Jiu had already started to take off their clothes, Ying Shisan came up with a bucket of cold water, saw Yan San coming down, and asked, "Asleep?"
"It's so late, it's time to go to bed." Yan Qi laughed as he untied his clothes.
"She's very tired, so go to bed early." Yan San sat on a stone bench beside him and began to take off his boots, said calmly.
Yan Qi was stunned, and said: "I didn't bother her." She played a lot of tricks, but it didn't take much of her energy.
As soon as Yan San's eyes swept over, Ying Jiu lowered his head, and said softly, "It won't happen again." Even if you suffocate to death, you can just hug and sleep, absolutely, no more...
"Her body is different from that over there. Let her have a good rest during this time." Yan San stood up, took off his clothes, picked up a bucket and poured water from head to toe, and said calmly, "Take it easy."
"Yes!"