Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 479 Comrades?

At this time, Leng Binghan felt that something was not right.

The garden lights on the roadside are equipped with high-pressure sodium lamps. Although the lights are a little dim, they are enough to see people's faces clearly at close range. Why does the security guard need to take out a powerful flashlight? And most of his light shines on a few people.

His eyes were so dazzled that everyone couldn't clearly see his face and the situation in front of him.

Leng Binghan was secretly alert in his heart. He turned his head slightly to avoid the bright light. His specially trained pupils shrank. He vaguely saw that the security guard's right arm had been inserted into his trouser pocket, and at this moment, the trouser pocket was rapidly bulging in his direction.

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Xiang Jun on the side seemed to have noticed something was wrong. Not to mention that such a big thing happened in the community just now. There was a car crash and a shooting. Although they were far away, it seemed that the security guard should not be aware of it at all.

?Even if you really don’t realize anything, you shouldn’t treat the residents of the community so rudely, right? You know, the people living in the community are either rich or noble, and none of them can be messed with by little security guards like them.

This is too counterintuitive.

When Xiang Jun was about to take action, the gun in Wang Quanzhong's hand flicked quickly! After so much, he was no longer the stupid soldier who acted recklessly. When the security guard flashed his flashlight towards them, he felt alert in his heart.

, seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately shot him.

After a sharp "chi" sound, the security guard let out a deafening cry of pain. Half of the forearm below the elbow of his right arm was blown to pieces. Only a few strands of flesh and skin were left connected to the upper arm. The broken arm was in the bullet.

With a strong force, he swung back and took out the palm that had been shrunk in his trouser pocket. In the palm of his hand, he tightly held a miniature pistol only ten centimeters long. The pistol exuded a forest-like atmosphere under the moonlight.

Blue light.

As soon as the miniature pistol appeared, Wang Quanzhong knew that his deduction was correct. Without any further hesitation, he fired out a single shot, immediately ending the fake security guard's pain and sending him to hell.

After killing the killer disguised as a security guard, Wang Quanzhong glanced at the guard room with the door open, thinking that there might be some accomplices inside. With a slight movement of his body, he came to the side of the door of the guard room and pressed against the wall.

, ready to rush in. However, Xiang Jun gave him a calm gesture.

"噌噌噌" A few slight sounds broke through the air, Xiang Jun took out a few coins and popped them out with his fingers.

The coins slid through different arcs and shot in different directions: some went directly into the guard room, and some hit hard and bounced off the steps, hitting the objects on the left and right sides of the guard room at an incredible angle.

In the blind corner, another one hit the opposite wall diagonally, bounced to the ceiling of the guard room, and then bounced a second time, quickly shooting towards the blind corner blocked by a group of filing cabinets...

At the same time as the coin popped out, Xiang Jun listened carefully, but he heard a series of "ding-ding" sounds in the air, suddenly mixed with an inaudible "plop" sound.

A cruel smile appeared on Xiang Jun's lips. His hands were as fast as lightning. He pulled out the pistol from his waist. He quickly stepped forward and stood at the entrance of the guard room. He flipped his wrist, pointed the muzzle upward, and tapped lightly.

Click the trigger twice.

With two sharp roars of "Chi Chi", two extremely powerful bullets roared out of the gun barrel and rushed out. Even with the function of a silencer, the powerful air-piercing scream was still thrilling and thrilling.

Discoloration.

Immediately afterwards, a black figure fell to the ground with a "plop".

As soon as the man fell down, Wang Quanzhong rushed in impatiently. He saw that this man was dressed similarly to the white man just now. He was holding an M160, which is known as the most powerful pistol in the world, in his hand. He was invisible.

Directly above the entrance to the guard room, if Wang Quanzhong walked in rashly, he would probably suffer a devastating blow.

At present, Xiang Jun's two shots, one shot pierced his abdomen and created a big hole like the mouth of a bowl, and the other shot hit his face by accident, which also caused him to not make any sound when he was dying.

He screamed in agony. And under the huge power of the modified bullet, his head was as red and white as a smashed tomato, and it was too miserable to look at.

Although Wang Quanzhong was quite dissatisfied, at this time, he had to admit that in this regard, he, a halfway monk, was really not as good as Xiang Jun, a professional.

Wang Quanzhong raised his head and saw a security guard lying in front of a desk. He seemed to be still sleeping soundly. Wang Quanzhong couldn't help but secretly be vigilant, and threw out the pistol with his hand. A bright silver phantom slid through the air, and the pistol suddenly shot out.

After hitting the security guard on the shoulder, Wang Quanzhong quickly grabbed the man in black's M160 in his hand and was on guard.

Unexpectedly, the security guard fell down at the sound and fell to the ground with his stool in his arms.

Wang Quanzhong stepped forward and took a look, only to see that the security guard's face was ashen and bleeding. It turned out that he had been dead for a long time. His whole body was intact, only his neck was limp, and it looked like someone had broken his neck with heavy techniques.

The guard room is divided into two rooms. The outside is the guard's office, and the inner one is the duty room and a small room for storing sundries. At this time, Xiang Jun kicked the door open and saw a security guard wearing underwear lying on the single bed used for duty.

, his neck was also broken and he bled to death.

"Damn it, even ordinary people who have nothing to do with it are killed?" Xiang Jun's face showed anger and intolerance. Although for people like them, killing and being killed are just commonplace, but they watched these ordinary people die.

Under his own eyes, he was still extremely angry.

"Call the police after you leave!" Leng Binghan sighed softly, pressed the electric switch to open the electric door of the community, and walked out first. He was not cold-blooded. In any case, it was inconvenient for him to appear in the center of the storm.

here.

In the suburbs after early morning, there were few vehicles. Leng Binghan and the three of them were walking along the road, preparing to hail a taxi.

A car passed by the two of them, but no one stopped.

Just when Wang Quanzhong was a little impatient and was considering whether to rush to the road with a gun and forcibly intercept a car, there was a loud "squeak" and the tire of a car was dragged out nearly 20 meters on the asphalt road.

Leukorrhea, he stopped the car abruptly.

The car backed up quickly. It was a Buick business car. Wang Quanzhong tensed up and took a step forward, hiding Leng Binghan behind him. He held the pistol tightly in his hand, secretly on guard.

The window of the passenger seat slowly rolled down, and a head popped out, waving to Wang Quanzhong and asking: "Lao Wu, is it really you? Why are you here?" The baritone voice contained extreme surprise.

"Huh? Fourth child?" Wang Quanzhong looked up and was also surprised. He waved hurriedly and said, "When did you come to the capital?"

"I have been in the capital, but you, when did you come here, and why didn't you contact me?" The man opened the car door and got out with a smile, and walked quickly towards Wang Quanzhong.

"Stop!" Xiang Jun shook the gun in his hand, pointed the dark muzzle at this man, and said coldly, his face full of vigilance.

The man who was originally smiling was frightened by the gun in Xiang Jun's hand. He immediately stopped, raised his hands in the air, looked at Wang Quanzhong with a look of horror, and looked at Wang Quanzhong at a loss, as if he didn't understand what was happening here.

something.

"Ah Jun, what are you doing? He is my former comrade-in-arms." Wang Quanzhong reminded him hurriedly as he might not think Xiang Jun would make such an outrageous move.

"Yes, Lao Wu and I are comrades in the army..." The man hesitated and said, "I didn't see anything..."

"In extraordinary times, for us, anyone without inspection may be a killer." Xiang Jun said coldly, looking at the man who stopped and raised his hands.

"How is that possible?" Although he has never seen this former comrade-in-arms since he was selected to join the peacekeeping force, Wang Quanzhong could not believe that his long-lost comrade-in-arms would be Xiang Jun after getting along day and night for many years.

A killer in the mouth.

It sounded like these people were not gangsters who had just done something bad. The man seemed to have calmed down from the initial shock. He couldn't help but reveal a wry smile and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just saw Lao Wuyi for a moment."

I'm so excited, otherwise I'd better leave first."

There was an indescribable calmness in his calm tone, but Xiang Jun remained unmoved. Perhaps what the other party said made sense, but for the sake of caution, he did not take it lightly. So many things happened tonight.

, and this brother Wang’s comrade happened to be passing by, it all seemed too coincidental and weird.

Wang Quanzhong also said anxiously: "Xiang Jun, we need a car now, so don't be so suspicious. Gu Dashan is really my comrade. Is it possible that you don't even believe me?"

Looking at the calm and innocent man, Xiang Junzi thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Now listen to my order and take off your coat." His voice had already softened a bit.

Gu Dashan shrugged helplessly, took off his coat as ordered, and said with a wry smile: "Oh, don't worry, I don't have any weapons on me."

After taking off his coat, Xiang Jun ordered Gu Dashan to open all the carriages. There was no one in the carriage, so Xiang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his pistol, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I encountered killers many times just now.

It made me too nervous."

"It's okay, it's okay." Gu Dashan waved his hand magnanimously. Suddenly, his palm turned over quickly, and a ring on the middle finger of his right hand suddenly flashed with dazzling light.

The bright light burned Xiang Jun's eyes for a moment. Xiang Jun's pupils shrank sharply, and he involuntarily raised his hand to block the dazzling light. In this moment of loss of consciousness, his wrist went numb, and the pistol was snatched away by someone.

Xiang Jun's right hand was placed between his eyebrows. Fortunately, although the light was dazzling, it only flickered for a short time. A second after the gun in his hand was taken away, his eyes regained their function.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?" Wang Quanzhong also looked at Gu Dashan in disbelief.

Gu Dashan proudly shook the gun in his hand, but the muzzle never left the heads of Xiang Jun and Wang Quanzhong. He proudly said to Xiang Jun: "Haha, I'm sorry, you are right, I am indeed a killer.

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After that, he looked at Wang Quanzhong and said with disdain: "Lao Wu, Lao Wu, I didn't expect that after so many years, you haven't made any progress at all, and you are still as stupid as before!"

"Why? Why?" Wang Quanzhong's face turned pale. He never thought that his trust would lead to a reversal of the situation and put Young Master Han in danger. He never thought that his comrades, who were as close as brothers, would hold a gun against him today.

My heart was filled with guilt and bitterness.

"Why?" Gu Dashan sneered, his tone suddenly peaked, his always gentle face turned ferocious, and he shouted sternly: "What else do you think we soldiers can do besides this? After so many years in the army, we will be discharged from the army.

We are no longer wanted. Do you know that no one wants me to work as a security guard? Do you know that just because I am poor, my girlfriend Gillian is married to someone else? I am not as lucky as you, so I don’t want to do this.

What are you doing?"

Wang Quanzhong originally wanted to take advantage of Gu Dashan's emotional speech to find an opportunity to snatch back the pistol, subdue the opponent, and atone for his crime. However, with just a slight movement of his body, the opponent was alerted and he suddenly took two steps back with a look of caution on his face.

He wanted to, with a heavy sneer at the corner of his mouth, pointed the gun at Wang Quanzhong's eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "Lao Wu, originally I just wanted to kill the young man you were protecting, but now don't blame me, who is calling me

Do you know my identity? At worst, I will give you incense sticks every time during the New Year and holidays from now on." As he spoke, his finger gently moved the trigger, and a sinful bullet slipped out of the gun chamber, and he smiled ferociously at Wang Quanzhong.

His forehead roared away.

At the moment when he pulled the trigger, Gu Dashan suddenly discovered that Leng Binghan, who was originally hiding behind Wang Quanzhong and Xiang Jun, suddenly swayed and came to the front of the two of them without knowing how, and quickly moved his right hand.

As soon as he moved, he raised his forearms and stood straight in the center of his face, blocking the center of his eyebrows.

"What a naive and cute guy. Does he think that shooting at such a close range can buffer the huge power of the bullet with just one arm?" Gu Dashan felt that he was about to laugh out loud the moment the bullet shot out of the gun barrel.

Originally, his target was Leng Binghan, and Wang Quanzhong and Xiang Jun were just accessories. He originally wanted to wait until he killed the two of them before dealing with Leng Binghan, but he didn't expect that the real owner couldn't bear it.

He jumped out to seek death. His eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to watch the tragic sight of the bullet shattering Leng Binghan's arm and then piercing his eyebrows.

There was a "dang" sound, as if the gun had hit a piece of metal. The sound was completely different from the usual sound of bullets entering flesh. But what was surprising was that Leng Binghan's arm seemed to be unharmed.

In a daze, Gu Dashan seemed to see a dark blue electric light flashing on Leng Binghan's arm, as if there was a brilliance flashing on it.

"How...how is this possible?"