"You rascal!" Qin Xiaorou was ashamed and annoyed, she actually forgot that this was a secret mission, and shouted out!
Although there was a layer of aluminum alloy doors, Qin Xiaorou's voice was so loud, several people in the room stopped all their movements, and everyone's smile condensed on their faces.
A Bing and the fat man looked at each other, then drank a word in a deep voice, "Who!"
Almost at the same time, the four horses had already pulled out their pistols. In the next second, the horses behind the fat man had protected his master and retreated, while the two horses of A Bing carried their guns and quickly approached the aluminum alloy back door.
The two men are very skilled in their movements. They cat their bodies and approach quickly with the help of shelters. They are retired soldiers with rich combat experience.
Qin Xiaorou also knew that she was in trouble. The people inside were all with guys, and she took pictures of the two parties' transactions. If caught, she would definitely be wiped out. But Qin Xiaorou is good at investigating and solving the case. This kind of life-and-death confrontation is still the best. Once encountered, suddenly panicked.
Qin Xiaorou looked back at Zhang Yuan stupidly, her eyes full of panic.
"Hurry up and put the camera away." Zhang Yuan whispered in her ear, and at the same time he hooked his toes, picked up a small flower pot on his side, and kicked the flower pot out.
"Pang Lang!" The flowerpot flew over and smashed a big hole in the gem blue glass on the aluminum alloy door not far away. The sound of broken glass and broken flowerpots was so loud that it stimulated everyone's nerves in the dark night.
"Bang, bang, bang." The crisp gunfire sounded.
The two experienced horses immediately realized that each other was kicked out of the flower pot in the other corner, and immediately turned their muzzles.
But their actions were still too late. Zhang Yuan's action was to induce them to shoot first, so that afterwards they would be held accountable by the high-level. It can be said that the opponent attacked the police and then counterattacked the killing. This is quite a bit of shooting first and shooting later. statement.
As soon as the two horses turned their guns, Zhang Yuan's cruel smile appeared in the glass hole that was smashed out by the flower disc.
In the next moment.
"Boom!" Two consecutive gunshots sounded crisply in the quiet night, as if death sounded the death knell.
Two angry bullets were violently pushed out of the barrel by a burst of gunpowder smoke, and the accelerated bullets in the barrel of the gun, coughing into their target.
In another instant, the two horses flicked their heads back, acting very handsomely, and then fell down suddenly.
Only keep the brows red.
"Come on, have a hard idea!"
The white-haired soldier rushed out of the room at a speed that the rabbit couldn't cover his ears. Then he stretched out a few hands in the direction of the door, holding guns in his hands, and shooting wildly.
"Climb up quickly!" Zhang Yuan yelled at Qin Xiaorou.
"I'm not that strong!" Qin Xiaorou shouted helplessly. She calmed down and wanted to help, but she touched her back and found that Zhang Yuan had taken the gun.
"Climb up!" Zhang Yuan knew that there must be a lot of people on the other side. Maybe there are even more powerful weapons. It is impossible to rush out. "If you are caught by them, it will be worse than death! If you don't climb, I will go ahead. Kill you!" Then Zhang Yuan's muzzle was already against Qin Xiaorou's sun.
Although Qin Xiaorou knew that he was doing it for her own good, her eyes were still full of anger and wanted to confront Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan's eyes were too fierce. Qin Xiaorou didn't hold on for a second. She believed that if he didn't climb, he would really shoot.
So she can only be obedient and crawl.
"I'm looking at you from below. If you slide down, I will kill you first!"
People wanted to force him, Qin Xiaorou actually played the best level in the police academy under the gun, pulled up the nylon rope, stepped on the wall, and climbed straight to the top floor without being stunned.
But Zhang Yuan didn't have time to supervise Qin Xiaorou, because several 95 submachine guns appeared on the opposite side.
"DaDaDa..." The bullets flew around like headless flies, "Qiangqianqian..." A spark was splashed on the balcony railing beside Zhang Yuan.
"Bang bang bang." Zhang Yuan fired three more shots, extinguishing all the lights in the house, and then he turned over and hung out of the balcony like a civet cat.
"Quickly go in, it's all her mother's rice bucket, and people hang up without seeing it!" A Bing's anger came from the shooting blind spot.
Then two horses with submachine guns walked in timidly. Zhang Yuan didn't move. He hung on the balcony like a bat. A cold wind blew the two corners of his suit into a hunting noise.
The two horses adapted slightly to the darkness in the room, standing at the door, searching the room carefully with their eyes, the cold moonlight came in, the room was empty, and then looked at the balcony outside, the aluminum alloy in the middle. The glass on the partition was also shattered, and it was clear that the balcony under the moonlight was also deserted, and the shattered glass on the ground reflected gleaming starlight.
"Maybe they have climbed down." The two horses said to the back, and they dared to walk over quickly, and then a few more horses followed.
The moonlight in Zhang Yuan's eyes looked particularly bright, and he moved the corners of his mouth. If anyone familiar with him would understand, he was about to move.
"Bang bang bang!" There was another series of gunshots, and the other side dropped a few more corpses and huddled on the side of the wall behind the door.
The crisp and sweet gunfire, the roaring bullets, and the bloody smell of the thick fishy food, Zhang Yuan enjoyed all of this very much, which made him find the feeling.
He likes this kind of scene, like a wolf meeting a group of sheep, but the only bad thing is that he has burned out all the bullets in the magazine. If the sheep know all this, they will become a group of extremely angry lions at any time.
"Damn, there are no bullets." Zhang Yuan muttered.
The room was as silent as death. Two undead corpses were on their legs like dead chickens. Both sides were waiting. Zhang Yuan knew that the next moment of silence was even more crazy, and his arms were already a little weak.
Inserting the bulletless gun into the waist of the pants, holding the iron fence with another hand, and looking up at Qin Xiaorou, she suddenly thought in her heart, if she slipped away, wouldn't she wait to die
At this time, Qin Xiaorou had already climbed the roof of the 8th floor. In fact, for a special police officer, climbing three floors with a rope is no effort at all, but Qin Xiaorou has not continued training since graduating from the police academy. His usual hobby is boxing. I panted for a long time above the building, and my palm hurts.
But she did not forget that there was someone waiting for her below.
"Next!" Qin Xiaorou dropped the safety belt and suddenly thought that those gunmen were really stupid. If someone came and ran to the top of the building, wouldn't they be able to kill Zhang Yuan easily? Looking at him from this position, he can see clearly, but he looks really handsome hanging from the balcony, and his suits are fluttering on both sides, like an eagle flying with wings.
Qin Xiaorou is on the top of the 8th floor, and Zhang Yuan is on the 5th floor, which is the distance between the 3rd floor, so the safety belt was thrown quite accurately, and it hit Zhang Yuan's head at once.
"Fuck you!" Zhang Yuan cursed, grabbing the seat belt and quickly wrapping it around his waist, tightening it with one hand and pulling it tightly. His heart relaxed a lot. With the seat belt, at least Will not fall to death.
However, his heart became nervous again, because a few gunmen sneaked into the room. This time they learned to behave and stopped bluffing, but approached quietly. Obviously, they all guessed too. To the location of Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan's head was a little anxious, there was no bullets, and it was too late to climb up. He arrived before reaching the top of the building. Didn't it become a living target hanging in the air
Looking up at Qin Xiaorou on the top of the building, Zhang Yuan didn't care about the others, and shouted, "Quick, magazine!"
"Ah? Oh oh oh." Qin Xiaorou promised in a flustered manner. She took out a magazine from her pocket, which was her last magazine. She is a policeman, not a killer, so normally she would not carry a lot of bullets. If Zhang Yuan can't catch it Live, then it's really dangerous.
Qin Xiaorou was more cautious this time, hanging a thread with one eye, and then the jade finger loosened, and the black magazine fell off with a cough.
At the same time, the gunmen in the room heard Zhang Yuan's yelling outside, and they yelled in excitement, "Hurry up, there are no bullets!" Then the messy steps in the room clicked.
At the forefront was a big man wearing a jacket and big leather tooling shoes on the broken glass on the floor, making a clicking sound, and the big man saw a small black figure in mid-air and fell from front of him.
"No, it's a magazine!" The big man speeded up and rushed into the balcony in one stride. At the same time, he saw Zhang Yuan holding the iron fence by his hand.
"Fuck! It turned out to be outside!" The big man pulled the trigger before his muzzle was aligned and swept towards Zhang Yuan outside.
He is fast, Zhang Yuan is faster. Seeing the moment Qin Xiaorou dropped the magazine above, he had changed his left hand to grasp the iron fence, and then Qin Xiaorou's police 92 style appeared in his right hand, pressing the back button with his thumb, and the empty magazine immediately fell down. .
Almost at the same time the big shot was fired, the magazine that had fallen from the top had also arrived in front of Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan decisively released his left hand and put the magazine in his hand. At the same time, his body had begun to fall, "click" on the magazine, and "click" to open the bolt. Zhang Yuan's movements were skillful and steady, all in one go. It took less than a second.
In the next second, Zhang Yuan shot!
"Bang", the big head collapsed.
"He has a bullet again!"
"He fell!"
The chaotic shouts of the gunmen and the scrambled footsteps of the gunmen fleeing back for their lives immediately sounded in the room, and Zhang Yuan had fallen out of the third-story window at this moment.
"Pop!" The nylon rope tightened, pulling Zhang Yuan up again. In fact, his best choice is to get into the third floor now, untie the safety belt, and run away.
But Qin Xiaorou is still on the top of the building. If he escapes, Qin Xiaorou will undoubtedly be the turtle in the urn. He will never abandon his comrades until he has no choice. This is one of Zhang Yuan's goals, but if he goes up again, isn't it just two turtles? Is it going to be