Zhang Xiao listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and his eyes flashed with an icy cold light.

Holding the slightly old pistol in his hand, the number of the shell window position has long been worn out, if you talk about this pistol, it is not small.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

Zhang Xiao's brows frowned slightly.

It was originally planned that after two plainclothes policemen appeared, they were directly taken away with two shots.

But the sudden stop in footsteps meant that they had discovered themselves and made a response.

Liu Yu saw Zhang Xiao hiding at the mouth of the alley through the panoramic real-time map, but Yao Mutong didn't know it.

"Team Yao, be careful!" Liu Yu reminded nervously.

Yao Mutong stopped and gestured to the young police officer beside him.

The two pulled out their waist guns, the Type 95 automatic pistol, turned off the safety, and loaded the bullets.

Slowing down, two guns pointed at the mouth of the alley.

The mouth of the alley is a 90-degree turn, and there is no situation at all.

Similarly, Zhang Xiao also faces this problem.

After hearing the footsteps disappear, Zhang Xiao did not continue to stay, but faced the mouth of the alley, and the muzzle was still pointed at him.

The body slowly retreated, and then disappeared into the alley.

This time, he did not choose to walk around.

Instead, just run wild.

Long-term swimming exercise allows him to have abundant physical energy, exceeding the speed of ordinary people.

And Yao Mutong and the two did not know that Zhang Xiao had left the mouth of the alley, and still slowly approached.

Yao Mutong glanced at the broken tiles of the old house under his feet, bent down to pick them up, shook his wrist, and threw the broken tiles to the mouth of the alley.

Syllable!

The tiles smashed into the wall at the bend and fell apart.

There was no sound of Zhang Xiao shooting.

In a state of tension, the gangster is stimulated by foreign objects, it is very easy to reflex, the muscles are not controlled by the body, and he pulls the trigger to shoot.

Yao Mutong picked up a few broken tiles again and threw them over, still the same.

People are gone!

Yao Mutong immediately made a judgment.

Liu Yu looked at Zhang Xiao, who was running towards the seaside port, and asked his master Li Sansi to help switch to the perspective of other police law enforcement recorders.

Li Sansi looked at Liu Yu with a stunned and incredulous expression.

"You are here on Ping'an Road, walk towards the middle road, turn left at the end..."

"You are No. 238 East Road, go back to the previous intersection, turn to the east piece..."

"You are under the big banyan tree here, directly through the ancestral hall in front..."

“·······"

The remaining dozen or so groups were under the command of Liu Yu.

Outflanking Zhang Xiao at a very fast speed.

In the end, a convergence was formed.

Zhang Xiao didn't know that he had become a turtle in an urn, and now there were police blocking at various intersections to the pier.

Li Sansi was stunned, as if he had been greatly shocked.

Nima, what kind of memory is this, it seems that it is really not blown, with closed eyes, you can walk freely in the stone village without getting lost.

The key is that when he sees the mouth of the alley where Zhang Xiao disappeared, he can still quickly make a response.

Quickly assemble police forces and deploy control according to the terrain and topography.

It can be said that it is already quite perverted.

This is a stone village!

It is known as the Labyrinth Village.

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Whoosh!

Zhang Xiao, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped, and Feile sneakers made a long trace.

"!"

"There's a strip!"

Zhang Xiao turned around, turned around, and ran towards another alley.

But the same is true!

After several roundabout routes to the port, they were guarded by the police.

He was completely panicked.

I don't have any electronics on me.

Positioning?

No way!

I am already very familiar with this area, and I can say that the stone village is a living map.

But these policemen seemed to know their escape route and surrounded themselves.

Encountered hard stubble.

It seems that today is inevitable a vicious battle, Zhang Xiao's expression is cold, and his sharp eyes scan the surroundings.

The sky is dark, and the black night is quietly falling.

The air was full of danger signals, and the invisible smell of gunpowder filled the air.

The wine wakes up, the hunting moment.

He jumped under the walls of a collapsed old and dangerous house and hid himself in the dusk.

"Zhang Xiao, you can't run! Surrender yourself, you still have a chance, it's not a big deal anyway. Yao Mutong shouted to Zhang Xiao, who was hiding in the collapsed house.

Dozens of police officers also hid around, looking for cover.

Gunmen are scary, aren't they?

Scary is not terrible, the main thing depends on the marksmanship!

Those who are not afraid of accurate marksmanship are afraid that marksmanship is inaccurate.

Shooting indiscriminately, the probability of being knifed is extremely high.

Once when the police were dispatched, gunmen shot at the police seven or eight meters away, firing seven shots in a row, all of which missed the target.

Are people's marksmanship inaccurate?

Permit!

Still a trained expert.

But that's the reality.

There is another reason, Zhang Xiao has to catch alive, so even if it is twenty to one, it is very passive.

The other party can shoot if he wants to, maybe the KD value is more than 10, but we can't ah, we have to live.

If it were not for this, twenty pistols would pass with one bullet, and the absolutely dead would not be able to die again.

Liu Yu lay on the hospital bed and saw this scene.

Heart, I did everything I could.

The rest is to see if the Yao team is not powerful.

Zhang Xiao also knew that he couldn't run today.

But think about the cases you have committed in your hands, which is not enough to die a dozen times.

Kill one is enough, kill two earned.

"I'm ****!" Zhang Xiao said a 404

A shot was fired in one place!

Bang!

The gunshots were like short, crisp firecrackers.

Under the collapsed house, a cloud of gun smoke rose.

The members of the group looked at each other with a hint of complexity.

"Outlaws!"

Without even replying, he just let go of the gun.

Tough enough.

Yao Mutong grinned instead, shooting well.

I'm really worried that you won't shoot.

You can't get close, you can't leave.

Consuming the opponent's bullets is the best choice.

"You can't run away, put down the gun! I promise leniency! Yao Mutong hid under a tree, half his head shouting sideways.

Suddenly, the right eyelid jumped violently a few times, and a bad premonition hit strongly.

Bang!

Ears buzzing!

Bah!

What a quasi!

A bullet, embedded in the trunk of a tree above his head, was smoking, and Yao Mutong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Two shots!

Yao Mutong silently counted the number of shots fired by Zhang Xiao in his heart.

"It's a pity, bro, almost!" Yao Mutong shouted again.

Zhang Xiao was directly dismissed by him, whether this was encouragement or sarcasm.

"It would be even better if there was another shot!"

All Yao Mutong can do now is stimulate him and consume the bullets in his pistol.

But there are also sequelae, in case the story of the last bullet left for itself.

That's a wasted job.

So, Yao Mutong asked the team members to shout one after another.

Various shouts of persuasion came from different directions, mixed with slightly mocking banter.

At the same time, the gun was fired into the sky, causing the police to fight against it. If not, Zhang Xiao found that only he shot, and he would definitely guess the police's mind and flee with swagger.

Bang!

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Bang!

Gunfire rang out.

"He's out of bullets!" Yao Mutong ordered, and more than 20 police officers around him surrounded by black pressure.

Several police officers tied up the red Zhang Xiao Wuhua, who had killed his eyes, escorted him out, and threw it in front of Yao Mutong.

"Good fellow!"

"The marksmanship is accurate enough, almost!"

Yao Mutong said, tearing off Zhang Xiao's cap.

Round face, bald head, fierce eyes.

One of his subordinates handed Yao Mutong the captured pistol.

"Yao Da, this is his gun."

Yao Mutong took the pistol and looked at it carefully, it was an old-fashioned pistol from more than 20 years ago.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly burst into a burst of hot light, and even his body trembled violently.

One grabbed Zhang Xiao's neck.

Everyone else was confused, when Yao Da was so out of control.

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