Tian Yiqiang used a modified, domestically produced Type 95 pistol with a silencer. It was compact and easy to use. It was a weapon for killing. It is estimated that Tian Yiqiang could be used very smoothly. It felt slick in the hand. Zhang Yuan is very satisfied.
Taking out the gun and bullets, Zhang Yuan took out the mobile phone from his pocket again, and strode across his body. His battle tonight has just begun.
Yuan Zhaotian shot and dialed the number just now, "Big brother? Which way is the big brother? The wolf gang or the Pudong gang?"
The other side didn't speak, maybe it was a little unexpected, and he was probably guessing who the owner of this voice was.
"It's okay if you don't speak, I just want to tell you that I will retaliate." Zhang Yuan walked in the snow, leisurely like enjoying plum blossoms in the snow, and his tone of speech also seemed to invite people to dinner.
"Retaliation? Haha." The other party laughed suddenly. Obviously, he knew who the voice was, and he could also imagine that the original owner of the phone number had gone to another world at this moment.
"Zhang Yuan, why don't we make peace, oh, not because I am afraid of your revenge, but I admire you." The other party said again.
Zhang Yuan confirmed that the other party was not the voice of the Zhao family father and son, guessing that it was mostly the wolf gang, and asked, "What about the conditions?"
"The condition is that you come forward and confess that Fan Dasheng is guilty." The other party's tone was majestic, with a condescending feeling.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Then am I guilty?"
"Yes, yes, but you can rest assured that we will arrange the operation. Although you will be sentenced, you will soon be on parole for medical treatment, and then join our wolf gang. I will give you a good position. The one we have to deal with is Fan Dasheng. You don’t need to be cannon fodder either. If you do cannon fodder, you can’t turn the sky up, how about it?"
What the other party said was very heartwarming. Zhang Yuan and Fan Dasheng had only been in friendship for a few months, so did they fight for his life? If you change to someone else, maybe you will agree, with whom? As long as the rumors of confusion arise, the fragrant and the spicy ones, the money is taken with the women to play with, regardless of whether he is good or bad, righteous and evil.
But Zhang Yuan is not someone else. He thinks that people can't do that. They should always have principles. What's more, is the other party's words credible
"How about? Do you still think about it?" the other party asked again.
"What if I refuse?" Zhang Yuan replied. He is now walking in the direction of the next stop on 723 Road.
"Then you have to die!" The other party also said very easily, as if Zhang Yuan was already dead.
"Haha." Zhang Yuan smiled, as if the other party was talking about other organizers, and then said casually: "You should know some of my experiences, those punks, gunmen, really, the grade is too bad, I don't In my eyes, can you send some powerful roles this time, and what I am better at is assassination, remember Zhu Jianqiang? Do you want to be the second Zhu Jianqiang? Hey, boss, you speak, you I dare not say anything, what kind of boss are you?"
"Then you just wait." The other side gritted his teeth and hung up immediately.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Want to scare me? I was scared." After saying that he wanted to throw the phone away, but after thinking about it, he didn't throw it away. After turning it off, he put it in his pocket.
I have to say that at present, 1 million is still very attractive. Unlike the lottery, which has to pay taxes, this is pure 1 million. For those punks at the bottom of society, 1 million is enough to spend a long time.
Snow drifts on the long street, and the door is closed by heavy snow.
There are few vehicles on the quiet road, and only the street lights on both sides stand quietly, watching the scene after scene. Zhang Yuan drove a dilapidated Songjiang van from a distance, and the other party also saw Zhang Yuan from a distance. Obviously, they were planning to chase the 723 bus, and then received the news and hurried over.
The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth moved, this grade is too bad, but he will not be softened by the opponent's rubbish.
The sound of the gun with the silencer was almost inaudible. Then, the van that lost the driver made an arc in the snow, banged on the power distribution cabinet on the roadside, and then crackled and flashed sparks. , After a burst of green smoke, the street lights on Zhang Yuan's side all went out.
"Quickly get out! There is electricity!" several gangsters in the car shouted lifelessly.
However, the one who was stuck at the door retracted and shouted in horror: "He's here!"
"He has a gun!"
The little bastard is like an ant in a pot. Throwing down the machete in his hand, he wants to climb out from the other side of the car window, but the window of this mini car is also very mini. If you want to get out, there is no bone shrinking ability. It's very difficult.
"Fight!" A strong, big man spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, raised the big knife in his hand, and walked out of the car door, standing in front of Zhang Yuan.
"A mountain knife, one foot six inches eight long, a wide back and a thin blade. If you cut it down, you will either die or be injured. Zhang Yuan, if you are a man, put down your gun and we will chop." , Like an iron tower, powerful and powerful.
Zhang Yuan smiled contemptuously, "What if I don't let it go?"
The big knife took a bite, and then blinked, and then this very n-looking guy dropped the big knife, turned his head and ran, cursing, "Trash, coward, the dog shot in the back!"
"Really? You are very interesting, funny, but..." Zhang Yuan said with a cold face, "Everyone who comes tonight has to die!"
A dense burst of small gunfire sounded, the blood stained the snow, only the quiet street lamp, silently watching.
The wind is not cold, the blood is cold!
This small town around Zhonghai has been taken over by the underworld. It is conceivable that the two big underworld forces will be strong. There will be a steady stream of underworld people throughout the night. There is no justice or evil, only killing. To be precise, it is Zhang Yuan alone. .
Sporadic gunshots sounded like beans exploded everywhere from time to time, but no police showed up. The residents stayed at home, hoping that the war would not burn to their homes.
This is Zhang Yuan’s most personal killings in history. The city’s topography, nearby buildings, and heavy snow allow him to travel freely and easily. His bullets seem to be unfinished, and there will be dead people after the fight. on.
There are blood stains everywhere in the long street. Zhang Yuan did not move in a large area. He had to attract the other party to send the corpses continuously. He didn't want to run away unless he felt bored of playing.
Early in the morning.
Zhang Yuan drove a car slowly on the long street. It was a cheap van that he snatched from. There was a car dead in the car. He drove the car. The other party would never think that he was an enemy. It's one's own.
No one would have thought that a person who was hunted down by everyone would dare to drive a car and run back under everyone’s eyelids. If he was found, it would attract intensive and targeted attacks, and the van would become an iron coffin. .
Zhang Yuan wanted to be so adventurous because he felt that there was an opponent's headquarters nearby. Unlike the beginning, the gangs became more and more coordinated, orderly, and cooperative, and their weapons became stronger and stronger.
The pistol with a silencer has been put away by Zhang Yuan. Now he is using a latest military submachine gun. The troops have not been installed yet, but they are already equipped. Sure enough, the wolf gang is deeply rooted in Zhonghai and has extraordinary capabilities.
At the same time, Zhang Yuan was pleasantly surprised to find 5 grenades from a corpse. Her mother was so powerful that even the underworld could obtain such a standard weapon.
After driving around, Zhang Yuan’s attention was quickly drawn to a villa located at the back of a residential area. It was different from other places with closed doors. At this moment, the vehicles stopped and went back and forth, and bright lights shot out from the windows. Lights, several guards with guns stood at the door.
There is an iron fence outside the villa, which is close to a street outside, and the residential area is opposite.
Zhang Yuan didn't attack, after all, he was just a person, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't deal with dozens of opponents with automatic weapons alone.
He drove the car through the street in front of the villa. The gangsters didn't doubt the driving, and didn't even have much eyes. Zhang Yuan easily parked the car under a residential building in the distance.
Then following the cover of the building, he climbed over the iron fence, stepped on the grass, and quickly stuck to the back wall of the villa. There is no window here, so no one is guarding it.
Zhang Yuan didn't go through walls either, but his exploration ability could easily pass through the walls and sense the situation inside, 6 meters, probably enough.
When he released his exploration ability, he was surprised by the first thing he saw. These guys also brought bazookas and heavy machine guns. Was she going to fight? Is this her fucking our country? This is too dark.
But think about it, the number one leader in such a big city, a high-ranking official who can be counted down to the central government, can all work with them in a mess, what else is impossible
Zhang Yuan has determined that this is their temporary command post, Zhang Yuan decided to do it! Damn it! As long as I don't die, I will fight with you to the end!
Zhang Yuan touched the submachine gun around his neck and looked up carefully.
This is a seemingly big villa. The backside is very strange. It doesn't even have a window. It's probably a rich boss, and fearing that others will be jealous and unsafe, it becomes a big fortress.
But he hadn't thought that this would only stop some thieves. The real bad guys would not climb the wall from behind.
Zhang Yuan walked around the wall and came to the root of the wall. He stretched his head. The gangsters were all concentrated on the side of the gate. Outside the side wall, there was a small window, which might be a toilet, but there was a guy over there smoking a cigarette.
Wait a while. Zhang Yuan said to himself, with his back against the wall, he took a deep breath of the cold ice-like air, and stretched his head again. The gangster had already turned around, facing the iron fence, and made a pose of peeing. .
The opportunity is here. Zhang Yuanmao walked up quickly, stood behind him in the blink of an eye, stretched his arms, tightened, and Ka twisted!
The thing hanging from the crotch still keeps flowing out of hot urine.