A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

The kitchen on the second floor of Yunlai Teahouse.

"You bastard, you fucking dare to trick me!"

He boldly hid by the door of the kitchen of the teahouse, holding a black star on the head of the arms dismantler who was contacting him.

"Did I betray you?" The guy with his head on his head roared angrily: "I'm stuck here myself now, you say I betrayed you?"

As he spoke, he pressed the submachine gun against Daring's belly with a little force, pushing Daring back.

He turned around and walked to the kitchen door, raised his gun and fired a shot outside. Two plainclothes men who rushed too fast were shot and killed on the spot.

"Can you still get a gun note after I fucking betrayed you?"

After saying that, he quickly came to the kitchen window regardless of the accomplices who were still having a shootout with the plainclothes men outside.

I looked at the smoke extractor on the window, stretched out my hand and pulled it a few times, but it didn't move. So I simply raised my gun and fired a few shots at the joint of the smoke exhauster, breaking the buckle of the upper link.

I took off the smoke extractor and pushed the window a few times again, but soon I found that it was full of oil and stains, so I couldn't see that the window outside was blocked by something.

I found a stool and smashed the glass several times, only to see that there was a layer of anti-theft net outside the window.

He was so angry that he couldn't help but cursed secretly. What kind of anti-theft net is installed on the kitchen window? Are you afraid that others will come in and steal your brewed tea?

Helplessly, he raised the chair again and smashed it against the anti-theft net on the window.

Bold has been watching with cold eyes, but the fierce gun battle outside made him choose to temporarily believe in the seller in front of him.

"Brother, there is a life-threatening person in the gang, brothers can't stand it!"

He boldly heard the shouts of his men and stretched out his head to observe. He happened to see the man who was hiding behind the load-bearing pillar and shouting was hit in the chin by a bullet that flew from nowhere.

Following the tragic death of his men, Bold was also startled by the bullet that hit his head less than ten centimeters, and he immediately retracted his head.

But the figure that remained in his eyes just now made his eyebrows jump wildly: "Damn, are there people like this who are not afraid of death among the police?"

Yuan Haoyun was holding two guns in his hands and firing continuously. Whether it was his buddy or the arms dealer in front, they all shrank their heads to avoid the bullets flying everywhere from Yuan Haoyun's guns.

Accompanied by the sound of an empty chamber being hung up, Yuan Haoyun squatted down again. He didn't feel at all that the table erected in front of him could not stop the bullets of the gangster Black Star.

"Ah Hui, magazine!" Yuan Haoyun fumbled for a while before remembering that the spare magazine had been exhausted. More and more, I feel that the ammunition capacity of the two black stars I picked up is too small, and it is simply not enough for me to use.

Officer You was lying on the booth aisle. He was almost hit in the crotch by Yuan Haoyun's bullet just now, but now he didn't even look up even when he heard Yuan Haoyun's shout.

Whoever acts with Yuan Haoyun next time will be a fucking dog!

"Ah Fai, if you don't give me the fucking magazine, I will print the story of you being scared to wet your pants into a newspaper, and then I will make you famous on Hong Kong Island!"

Upon hearing Yuan Haoyun's threat, Officer You cursed several times in succession. In the end, he could only helplessly squat down and throw away the pistol magazine he had picked up.

But before he could hide again, Yuan Haoyun started to perform again after changing the bullet, and the bullet was thrown out like water.

Officer You felt a chill on his scalp as a bullet penetrated the seat and rubbed his hair and flew over: "Yuan Haoyun, I'm going to punch your lungs out!"

The bold one in the kitchen hid at the door and fired a few shots outside from time to time. Whether he hit or not depended on luck.

He didn't dare to look up at all now. Damn it, that cop outside is robbing like a lunatic, with no rules at all.

There is no need for any prediction or aiming. People who don’t know better think this is filming a movie.

But bullets are no joke. A ricochet hit the man who was hiding with him, causing him to completely give up his plan to fight the cop outside.

"Did you fucking break it open?" He boldly fired a few shots and asked loudly.

Most of the people outside were already dead, and the police officers were not feeling well either. Except for a few people who were still shooting, the rest, except for those who had thrown themselves into the street, were lying on the ground and making weak moaning sounds.

"Hold on, you'll be fine soon!"

The connector swung the chair vigorously, and finally smashed the anti-theft net off the wall three times in a row, leaving only a crooked connection hanging under the window.

Regardless of the exclamations and curses coming from downstairs, he waved to Da Dao and said: "Come here quickly, there is a car down there to step on!"

After saying that, he fired a submachine gun outside for a while, forcing Yuan Haoyun, who was quite arrogant just now, back to the stairs.

I boldly ran to the window and looked down. There was indeed a red sports car parked downstairs.

Without hesitation, he bent down and got out of the window, greeted the contact person, and jumped out.

But he was already prepared to jump to the roof of the car boldly, but he only had time to let out a exclamation before he hit the ground firmly.

Ignoring the stinging pain in his calf, he looked up at the sports car that had just stepped on the accelerator and sped out. He tremblingly raised his pistol, wanting to vent his anger on the sports car.

Before he could pull the trigger, there was a sound of wind above his head, and the connector jumped down.

With a bang, the arm that boldly raised the gun was sat under the butt by the connector, making an overwhelming sound of bones breaking.

"I'm sorry, where's the car down there?" The connector was also beaten hard, and he got up and ran toward the alley not far away, cursing.

But after running for a few steps, he found that Da Dao hadn't followed him. When he looked back, Da Dao folded his arms and screamed for some reason.

He thought Boldness was shot by a policeman, so he subconsciously raised his submachine gun and fired a burst of fire at the window he had just jumped out of.

Afterwards, he ran back and helped Daudao up, and the two of them moved quickly towards the alley.

"Don't move, if you run away again I'll shoot!"

At this time, Yuan Haoyun finally caught up, stood at the window and shouted, then jumped down.

The moment he jumped out of the window, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was already thrown towards the two bold people not far away.

That's right, just throw it away.

Yuan's marksmanship is casual and he shoots when he sees people without having to aim at them. If you hit it, the opponent will be unlucky, but if you don't hit it, it's okay. If you have more bullets, just treat it like water.

Just as Wang Zuluo's sports car ran out not far away, he heard gunshots coming from behind. I was lucky that I ran fast when I saw the opportunity, otherwise the sports car would have been written off.

A single bullet shattered the rear window and hit the passenger seat. The bullet penetrated the backrest and then penetrated the windshield.

The windshield was not broken, but it was so densely covered with cracks that it was impossible to see the road ahead.

Wang Zuluo trembled with fright, and the steering wheel immediately went sideways. Fortunately, he stepped on the brake in time.

But it was still too late, I just felt like my sports car had hit something and made a dull sound.

Yuan Haoyun in the back, because the window was very small, there was no room to adjust his position, so he also fell into the bold position just now.

His foot slipped, and he stepped on the pistol that fell boldly.

"F*ck!" Yuan Haoyun only had time to shout out the quintessence of Chinese culture before he watched as he was being stabbed in the hip.

The trousers made a squeaking sound and fell apart as he moved. Then there were screams and moans from Yuan Haoyun covering his crotch.

Sirens blared in the surrounding streets, and Wang Zuluo had just opened the door and got out of the sports car. He was pinned to the ground by several uniformed policemen.

Originally he wanted to struggle, but when he saw the traffic police motorcycle knocked to the ground by his sports car, Wang Zuluo gave up again and was handcuffed.

"Sir, I am innocent. My car was hit by bullets..."

Although there is no struggle, necessary explanations are still needed.

This was a completely unintentional disaster. Who would have thought that a bullet could hit his sports car from such a distance?

Besides, looking at the position of the traffic police motorcycles, they obviously turned out of an alley. They are commonly known as ghost detectives and they are mainly responsible!