"Turn on the lights! Squad 1, Squad 2, snipers, commandos! Quick! Quick! Quick!" Cao Yi's voice was very low, but everyone could hear him clearly.
With a swish, all the car lights were turned on, and the straight lights shot out, illuminating the dark factory building not far away.
When the light was turned on, a lot of commotion suddenly came from the dark and quiet factory over there. Although the voices were far apart, they sounded in the night wind and fell into Wang Chao's ears, as if he had suddenly woken up. nest of mice.
Just when Wang Chao and Zhu Jia got out of the car, dozens of figures with guns jumped out of more than 20 other police cars. All of them were vigorous and agile. In the dark corner of the room, and then quickly groped into the factory building.
"This... the quality seems to be very high. The people's police are really not covered when they act."
Watching this scene, Wang Chao couldn't help admiring in his heart: "If it is a criminal hiding in the factory building, can he escape these arrests?"
Substituting himself among the criminals, his head was running quickly, and combined with the surrounding terrain and the police's layout, he finally came to the conclusion that if he was in the factory and faced with this arrest, the chance of escaping was only 10%. one.
He didn't know whether these operatives were armed police, special police, or soldiers.
Including this operation, he didn't know what the target was to be arrested. He only knew that his current task was to protect the beautiful reporter Zhu Jia and conduct interviews.
After all, he is an outsider, and Cao Yi will not disclose the internal plan to him.
Zhu Jia is a hot potato, and it is very troublesome for this arrest operation. But she is a person who cannot be offended. She is a trouble, but she cannot be offended. Naturally, she must find a dead ghost to take this trouble.
"Follow up with the brigade, what are you doing, go in quickly, carry the camera, and make sure to grab the first-hand footage." At this time, Zhu Jia spoke, and violently reprimanded several male reporters, and then took the The microphone held up the helmet, and followed dozens of assaulting special police officers to touch it in.
Wang Chao didn't talk too much, but just followed closely, his whole body tensed up, his hair was blown out, he listened to six things, his eyes looked in all directions, and his spirit was in a state of high tension.
Cao Yi on the side also saw that Zhu Jia had followed him, and smiled wryly, knowing that persuasion was useless, and too many words would turn into hatred.
But after all, he was worried and waved his hand, and the two special police officers beside him were also hanging not far behind.
These two special police officers are the two who tried with Wang Chao before, obviously they are the best in skill, and they also have rich combat experience. With double insurance, Cao Yi is relieved, and he just wanted to shush this breath out. A loud voice came from the walkie-talkie in his hand.
"Report to the director. I am a commando. I have entered the factory building and encountered fire resistance. The firepower is not strong. The people inside have no heavy weapons, only pistols. Please instruct!"
"Forcibly break through!" Cao Yi snorted, as if uttering four cold words.
Zhu Jia, the reporter, and Wang Chao entered the factory very smoothly. After all, the vanguard led the way, so they just followed behind.
This abandoned factory building seems to be the former site of an urban enterprise. The surrounding walls have collapsed everywhere, red bricks are scattered on the ground, the yard is full of wormwood, and rats are infested.
bang bang bang! A burst of messy gunshots rang out, piercing the silent night sky, appearing somewhat illusory.
When several male reporters heard the gunshots, they seemed to tremble all over, and the cameras they were carrying also trembled violently.
"What are you doing to eat! This situation is frightening, think about those war reporters? Don't carry the camera, go back and deduct your bonus!" Zhu Jia was a little excited, and reprimanded, "Aim the camera at me!"
Seeing that the camera was aimed at him, Zhu Jia immediately changed his face, "Audience friends, I am... This is the scene of arresting a drug gang... Now we are having a fierce gun battle between our armed police soldiers and the gangsters..."
After quickly introducing the matter, Zhu Jia waved his hand, and the camera pointed at the front, and several people had already touched inside.
The factory buildings are one by one, very deep, although there are lights from outside coming in, it is very dark inside. Fragmentary gunshots rang out, and then Wang Chao saw a few assault teams holding submachine guns, crouching behind a low wall and firing fiercely into the depths of the dark factory building.
Da da da! Da da da! The violent gunfire lasted for a minute, and then fell silent. Obviously, the drug gang lurking inside was completely suppressed and killed. As soon as the leading special policemen waved their hands, the figures suddenly separated and rushed into various factories to search.
"Suppression of firepower, so powerful!" Wang Chao saw a real gun battle for the first time, and the flames spewed out by the dozens of submachine guns fired violently, and he was a little frightened.
At the same time, Wang Chao compared his boxing skills with firearms: "What kind of mood did the masters of the Republic of China feel in front of firearms? Was Mr. Cheng Tinghua's mood in front of firearms also the same? Mr. Huang Feihong , After seeing the guns at sea, I was disheartened and never talked about martial arts again, isn't it the same mood?"
Deep sorrow and unknown emotions suddenly surged from Wang Chao's heart.
"People are scattered, which one to go with?" Several male reporters were dumbfounded when they saw the large army dispersed.
"Go to the direction where the fire was fired just now!" Zhu Jia stomped his feet fiercely and said. Several people walked in towards the center of the dark factory building where the fire was fired.
As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a wide and abandoned production workshop, with some rusty machines and a few rays of brilliance coming in from the outside, you can vaguely see the situation inside.
Wang Chao saw at a glance that several corpses that had been beaten to the hornet's nest were either lying on the ground or crawling on the machine, with blood flowing everywhere on the ground.
A thick smell of blood filled the air, combined with the decaying musty smell in the factory building, it made people have an urge to vomit.
Wow! Several male reporters vomited involuntarily.
Wang Chao has seen dead people. The last time Cao Jingjing was kidnapped, the long-haired kidnapper was punched to death by a three-step cannon.
Although most of the reason for the kidnapper was that his hair got caught in the electric fan, and he didn't beat him to death with his own hands, after all, he had seen dead people before, so he could hold his breath.
"Follow up to the front! It's really useless!" Zhu Jia had nothing to do, walked around the corpses, cursed, and asked someone to take pictures, while walking inside.
Just then, bang! A gunshot came from the black door behind the machine, and a male reporter fell down suddenly. Screaming loudly on the ground.
The gun hit him in the arm.
"Lie down!" The two protection police officers who came in from behind yelled immediately when they heard the sound, lying on the ground, rolled a few times nimbly, dodged in a blind spot, and raised their guns to shoot inside.
At this moment, his own life was at stake, so these two special police officers would not foolishly run up to protect Zhu Jia. Then be honored as a martyr.
There are not many heroes who encounter gun battles on TV and protect others in reality.
The other two male reporters yelled "Oh my god" and also lay on the ground, like pheasants who don't care about their heads.
Wang Chao reacted extremely quickly, hugged and pushed with both hands, and slid his footsteps, pushing Zhu Jia to the ground and pressing him under him.
It has to be said that Wang Chao's Taijiquan strength has gradually reached the upper level, and this push is very light. Zhu Jia only felt his body lighten, and then fell to the ground like a feather.
Afterwards, Wang Chao's body pressed up, and the breaths of the two touched, Zhu Jia panicked and struggled instinctively.
"What are you going to do? Get the hell out of here! I know how to get down!" Zhu Jia also understood the current situation, but she couldn't stand being pressed on top of a man. Immediately lowered his voice angrily.
Just then, another gunshot came from the door on the other side. boom! A bullet reflected a few times and bounced to Wang Chao, feeling very painful.
The two special police officers hid behind the bunker, drew their guns and fired at the door on the other side, without any scruples about coming here.
"Hurry up, let's go! The people inside have been killed. Let's go in!"
Zhu Jia turned over and got up, snatched the video camera that a male reporter had thrown on the ground, and then groped into the middle door behind the machine from the side.
"This female reporter is so bold, don't take her life!"
Wang Chao fled and followed.
Entered another door, but it was an empty workshop, a table and a dozen benches were placed in the center, and rows of scattered flour-like things were placed on the table.
In addition, there were three special policemen lying on the ground and groaning vaguely.
The three special policemen had no gunshot wounds, but they lost their combat effectiveness, obviously because they were beaten like this.
In addition, there are more than a dozen corpses in various clothes.
Most of them were just shot, and some were still alive, and some were still struggling.
"Drugs!" As soon as Wang Chao saw the things on the table, the shadow of drugs that often appeared on TV immediately appeared in his mind.
Crash! Suddenly, a corpse jumped up on the ground, Wang Chao pushed Zhu Jia down again, and saw a wolf-like man with two large black suitcases in his hands jumping up from the corner like a snake, A row of windows smashed open and jumped out.
Outside the window is the collapsed wall, and outside the wall is a deep cornfield. Behind the cornfields, there are mountains.
It is summer now, and the corn is not yet ripe, but the tall stalks have grown taller than a person.
It is enough to block people's sight during the day. Not to mention it's night.
Cao Yi also arranged for a commando to encircle the area from the cornfield, but the area was a bit large, without five or six hundred people, it was impossible to encircle the place like an iron barrel.
The special police who rushed in earlier were knocked down.
It can be seen that this is no ordinary criminal gang.
"Hurry up..." A special police officer faintly felt someone coming in, and made a slight voice.
"I'm fine, hurry up and chase after me!" Zhu Jia also saw it, and pushed Wang Chao who was on top of him fiercely.
When Wang Chao saw the skill of the person who escaped through the window, he knew that the person was a master, and he felt an itch in his heart.
And under the moonlight, Wang Chao only saw two big black suitcases in his hands at the moment he walked through the window, but he didn't have a gun.
Inside the two boxes, there must be good things, mostly money! Wang Chao thought to himself.
Now the room is full of people who have lost their combat effectiveness, and they are not a threat to Zhu Jia, and the big troops will rush in from behind.
Wang Chao analyzed this form in his head, and suddenly jumped up, like a monkey picking fruit from a tree.
He cast a monkey shape and jumped out.
After climbing over the broken wall, there was a rattling sound from the cornfield in front of him, like a python running forward, Wang Chao's body flashed, his steps were fast, and he copied it in a few steps.
In less than two minutes, they were already far away from the factory building. There were still sporadic gunshots from the factory building, but they were not intense.
The black figure carrying two suitcases also appeared in Wang Chao's sight.
The cornfield has come to an end, and there are mountains and forests ahead, and there is no road. At this moment, the black figure also knew that there was someone chasing after him, so he stopped suddenly, put down the suitcase, turned around, and opened his body, like a huge crane, gliding towards the ground.
The momentum of the black shadow's pounce changed, its fist turned into a bird's beak, and it slammed towards Wang Chao's throat.
Wang Chao only felt the strong wind blowing against his face, his throat joint rolled, and he felt a feeling of suffocation.
"Master!" As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. Seeing the figure of this black figure and the momentum of rushing towards him, Wang Chao also knew that he had met a master who should not be underestimated.
His left hand became an eagle's claw, protecting his own throat, and at once clamped down on the strength of the opponent's blowing crane pecking at the throat bone.
boom! Although the opponent's crane peck was clamped, but the opponent's five fingers loosened and then opened, Wang Chao only felt the strength swell, and he couldn't clamp the opponent.
The pores on the opponent's hands were swollen, and the bumps were raised, as if wearing a pair of rough iron sand gloves.
"He's an inner master again. This person's strength is stronger than mine! His kung fu practice is purer and deeper than mine." Wang Chao's combat experience has also enriched, and he has understood many things with a slight touch.
Unable to feel the opponent's muscular and skeletal momentum, Wang Chao was about to withdraw his hands and leaped away to swim. However, the other party did not stop. After opening Wang Chao's hand, it changed from a peck to a claw, and instead clamped Wang Chao's arm, he shook it vigorously one after another.
"Not good!" Wang Chao only felt such contact, the strength of the other party's trembling was transmitted from the arm to the waist, the waist suddenly became sore, and the legs then went weak. The body involuntarily squats down.
This is the momentum touched by the other party.
Wang Chao knew it wasn't good, he was startled suddenly, his blood surged up, his hands and fingers were closed together, his hands were clenched into knives, his footsteps were coiled, he bent his knees and slammed into the mud, and stepped on the side fiercely.
Finally, he usually has good leg skills, a solid foot, and a smooth body, and he was not knocked down by the opponent.
"Huh!?" The enemy was also slightly surprised when he saw that Wang Chao hadn't been knocked down, but instead he broke free and turned to the side, stabbing his waist with a knife, and a suspicious sound came out of his nose.
Snapped! He turned around and punched, and collided with the knife in Wang Chao's hand. Wang Chao's body shook, and his palms felt numb, as if he had been stabbed by a prickly pear.
"An Jin!" Wang Chao's shock was no small matter. If the opponent had practiced An Jin, he would definitely not be his opponent.
But the next moment, Wang Chao felt that his arm was only slightly itchy, and he hadn't lost his fighting power, so he knew that the opponent might have just stepped on the edge of the dark energy, and he couldn't really release it.
Otherwise, for a master of the dark energy level, every time a punch comes into contact with someone, the person being hit is like a strong electric shock or acupuncture. With just one stimulation, the nerves will atrophy and lose the ability to move.
But even if the other party didn't really practice dark energy, after trying it twice, Wang Chao can be sure that his kung fu is superior to his own. So cautiously, following the Bagua footwork, he swam around in circles.
The opponent's fists were extremely ferocious. Sometimes they punched close to the body, sometimes they punched straight through. They were all frontal attacks, grabbing the center line, stepping into the palace, and the air was crackling like waves hitting the shore.
After three or five rounds, Wang Chao also saw the enemy's true face clearly. The opponent was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a round face and few muscles, but he seemed to have boundless energy.
The other party was looking at Wang Chao, and couldn't help being even more surprised when he found that Wang Chao was actually a teenager.
"Wing Chun boxing strength?" The opponent's fighting style is similar to Xingyi, but the punching arm is like a spiral, with great penetrating power. And often when they come close to the body, they suddenly throw short punches, and the muscles of the shoulder joints collapse, obviously exerting force every inch.
"Sight!" The middle-aged man took a step back suddenly, let out a breath, and pounced on him like a crane catching a snake.
Wang Chao stepped into the body in a flash, circling again and again, performing monkey-shaped jumps. After dodging a blow, he used Bengquan to stab.
Cracking, cracking, fists touching each other, hitting four times in a row, Wang Chao suddenly felt numb in his arms, and the force was transmitted to his waist. Immediately, my back was sore and my spine hurt, and I was almost broken up in one breath.
The Wing Chun boxing technique used by the opponent, and his body looks like a crane catching a snake, is obviously Wing Chun Baihemen's boxing technique.
Wing Chun is very popular in the coastal areas, but there are very few true teachings. Bruce Lee was born practicing it.
Taiji has pushing hands, Xingyi has rubbing hands, Bagua has twisting hands, Wing Chun white crane has panshou, and there are also copying hands, twisting hands, etc. They all pay attention to the listening power of pores and the movement of touch to release people. It can be said that it is the same line of the inner family, with the same essence.
The opponent Wang Chao met had mastered the hand-to-hand practice. Not only did Wang Chao not be able to touch his momentum, but he was almost overthrown by the opponent.
"This time I really met a master!" Feeling the strong pressure, Wang Chao became more and more excited, jumping and moving his figure to the limit.
The middle-aged man also hit harder and harder, his punches were like a storm, almost completely enveloping Wang Chao, forcing Wang Chao to fight hard.
The two fought more than ten times in the cornfield, and Wang Chao had already jumped out.
"Fortunately, the venue is wide." Wang Chao also secretly called it a fluke. "Otherwise you might be knocked down."
The two black leather boxes were trampled over, and piles of banknotes scattered out.
The banknote is neither RMB nor US dollars, but purple, with a faint circle of stars in the middle, and a face value of 500 written on the upper right corner.
This is a big denomination of euros!
The two fought quickly, and two minutes later, the middle-aged man seemed a little anxious. They attacked frequently, trying to beat Wang Chao to death, and then ran away.
But Wang Chao didn't fight recklessly with him, he just stood firm and circled.
This is not a ring fight, and it is not a foul. It is not so easy for a middle-aged man to kill Wang Chao at once.
At this moment, the corn field behind him rattled twice, and a person came out.
It was Zhu Jia!
"Oops!" Wang Chao saw it and immediately knew it was not good.
Sure enough, when the middle-aged man saw it, a sinister smile appeared on his face, he avoided Wang Chao with a punch, and rushed back.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Jia didn't panic, raised her hand, papa papa papa! A series of gunshots. The middle-aged man's body immediately twisted like a pole dancer.