Golden Summoner

Just as Xia Ping'an had just rushed out of the alley, all the members of the BG Gang on the street a hundred meters away suddenly gathered around. There were eight people in total, three on the left side of the street and five on the right, with each person's hand on their hands. All armed.

The eight gangsters rushed over when they heard the sound of gunshots. They were shocked when they saw Xia Pingan rushing out of the alley. They each raised their guns and fired at Xia Pingan.

A fierce gun battle suddenly broke out on the street.

Da da da da da…

Da da da da…

Da da da……

Those eight gangsters, four pistols and four automatic weapons, swiped at them like bullets splashing down on them.

When he saw the eight people on the other side, Xia Ping'an had already thrown himself behind a tall sycamore tree. The bullets shot from the sycamore tree caused sawdust to fly, the leaves fell, and the ground and walls around the sycamore tree fell. An abandoned shop that was affected was even messed up by those bullets, leaving large craters.

Fortunately, this sycamore tree is old and has a very thick trunk. There are so many sycamore trees on the streets of Paris. Bullets from those weapons cannot penetrate the several-foot-diameter trunk of this sycamore tree, giving Xia Pingan What harm is caused.

Debris was flying around Xia Ping'an like snowflakes. He held the AK in his hand and silently listened to the rhythm of the bullets fired. The four automatic weapons on the opposite side all fired at the same time, and they didn't pay attention to any combination. They are a rabble. When a clip of bullets from an automatic weapon is used up, the time to change the clip is when the opponent's firepower weakens. That is the time window for one's own counterattack.

"Anreto, let's go around..."

"Kill that black-haired boy..."

"Hell, Harry and the other five were killed in the alley just now..."

The gangsters from the BG gang opened their mouths and yelled in the street. At the same time, taking advantage of the large number of people and firepower, they wanted to surround them from both sides. A group of people roared in the street.

The opportunity that Xia Pingan was waiting for came soon. As the bullets of the first submachine gun were fired and turned off, and he was ready to change the magazine, the bullets of the other three submachine guns were almost finished at the same time. The firepower that suppressed Xia Pingan was suddenly It's a lot weaker.

Xia Pingan suddenly turned out from behind the sycamore tree, holding the heavy AK steadily with his hands like iron pincers. He put his face in front of the gun butt and aimed his eyes at the sight on the gun. He was so calm and frightening that he suddenly became calm. Shoot violently at the five people who rushed to the front.

"Ta da... da... da da..." A bullet passed by, and two of the five gangsters who rushed to the front fell down at once. Their heads were exploded, and the brains flew into the faces of the people next to them.

The remaining three fell to the ground in fear, rolled and crawled to hide behind a car, raised their guns, and did not dare to turn their heads. They just shot here randomly, regardless of where the bullets landed. In addition, The three people were shocked when they saw Xia Pingan come out and mow down the two people on their side. They quickly found obstacles around them as cover, and then without showing their heads, they fired randomly in the direction of Xia Pingan. .

"Da da... da... da da..." The AK in Xia Ping'an's hand had too many bullets in the magazine, and bullets kept shooting over it, suppressing the remaining gangsters between two cars and a wall. Behind the wall, you dare not show your head at all.

A gangster's head did not emerge from the back of the car. He just stretched out a hand and shot in this direction with a gun. As soon as that hand stretched out, a bullet fired by Xia Pingan broke his wrist. His hands were blurred with blood and he screamed loudly.

"My hand...my hand...ah..." The gangster's screams were particularly harsh among the gunfire, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

The power of AK is too great. At such a close distance, a 7.62mm rifle bullet will have terrifying lethality when it hits a person. When the bullet penetrates and explodes, a hole as big as a fist will appear.

On the other side, a gangster just stretched out half of the submachine gun body from outside the corner. A bullet came and hit the gun body directly. The submachine gun fell from the gangster's hand, and the parts on the gun body were scattered. .

Behind a wall, a gangster who had just changed the magazine of his submachine gun mustered up the courage to reveal half of his body and wanted to shoot at Xia Pingan. As a result, when he came out, his skull was instantly blown away by a bullet, and he fell down. In the corner.

The remaining gangsters were shocked!

Compared with them, such accurate shooting is completely unparalleled. Even France's elite special forces elites who previously protected the government's evacuation may not have such terrifying shooting standards.

A gangster behind the car took out a grenade and threw it towards Xia Pingan from behind the car. However, as soon as the grenade appeared on the roof of the car, it was already locked by Xia Pingan. A string of bullets hit it, and the grenade was shot directly in the air. burst.

"Boom..." The grenade exploded on the car. The gangster hiding behind the car was directly blown up by his own grenade and screamed. His face was covered with broken glass and he rolled out from behind the car. Then he was shot in the head by a bullet. .

Xia Pingan moved quickly on the street, holding a gun and shooting accurately, like a machine, terrifyingly calm, click, click, click... click, click...

Just a gun suppressed the firepower of those gangsters, so that those gangsters did not even dare to stick their heads out from behind the obstacle.

Halfway through, Xia Pingan held a gun in one hand and kept shooting. He took out a grenade from before with one hand, opened the grenade's safety, and threw it along the ground behind a wall.

"Boom..." There was an explosion, fire and smoke spurted out violently, and the two gangsters hiding behind the wall were blown out by grenades from behind the wall.

Xia Pingan was on the street, shooting one person at a time, hitting those gangsters so hard that they couldn't raise their heads. Xia Pingan crushed them all the way, suppressed them with bullets and precise shooting, and then bypassed the obstacles where the remaining gangsters were hiding. , appearing on the side of the obstacle, like a hunter hunting prey, headshotting the gangster who was hiding behind the obstacle and shooting randomly outside.

When the last gangster was left, he saw Xia Pingan killing all his companions in the street. The gangster was frightened, yelled, turned around and ran away from behind a sycamore tree.

Xia Pingan chased two steps, stood on the street, looked at the direction in which the gangster was escaping, raised the barrel of the gun, and fired a bullet. The gangster had already run more than fifty meters, but a bullet still penetrated his head. Rolled down in the street.

The gunshots that had been ringing just now stopped.

There was no one on the surrounding streets, and everyone hid when the gunfire rang out.

The barrel of the AK was smoking, and there were only a dozen bullets left in the drum. On the more than two hundred meters long street and alley, all the gangsters from the BG gang fell to the ground. Looking around at the AK, there was no enemy around.

There was also a moaning sound in my ears.

Xia Pingan walked over following the groaning sound, and saw that the gangster who had been blown out from behind the wall by his grenade was still alive. The fragments of the grenade left seven or eight wounds on the gangster's body, the most fatal. The wound was on the person's abdomen.

The gangster was holding his stomach in vain, like an earthworm that had been exposed to the sun, twisting on the ground, panting heavily, looking at the sky with dull eyes. There was already a large pool of blood under the man's body.

If such a wound can be sent to the emergency room immediately for rescue, there is probably a glimmer of hope. However, there is no emergency room in Paris at the moment. Even if there is, it is impossible for such medical resources to save a dying BG. He is just a gangster, so now this guy can only wait for death, wait for his blood to drain, and then slowly die.

Xia Pingan walked to the gangster calmly.

The gangster looked at Xia Pingan walking over with a gun in horror.

"Where is the headquarters of your BG gang and how many people are there..." Xia Pingan asked calmly.

The gangster looked at Xia Ping'an who was looking down at him with wide eyes. He opened his mouth and took a few sharp breaths, but he pursed his mouth tightly and said nothing.

Xia Pingan shot his right knee. The gangster's right knee was directly smashed. After one shot, only two-thirds of the right knee was covered. The gangster rolled and twisted in pain on the ground. stand up.

"Where is the headquarters of your BG gang? How many people are there..." Xia Pingan continued to ask calmly, turning his gun towards the left knee of the gangster.

"In... the Fangge Building at No. 26 Bruno Street... there are more than two hundred people from the BG gang..." The gangster finally gave in.

Xia Pingan calmly fired another shot, hitting the gangster in the head, ending his pain early.

The whole street suddenly became clean...