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Chapter 97 Assassination(2/2)

He had good skills. He stopped rolling and raised his hand to shoot. After a few shots, he hit the nearest black windbreaker...

Red blood mist suddenly rose from the black windbreaker's body, and his unconscious body fell softly.

It’s just that the other four people have turned their guns and smashed the blue suits with good skills into sieves from all directions...

At this moment, the door on the other side of the rear seat suddenly opened...

In a group of four people in a black car, only Pence Rodman was left.

Four men in black trench coats almost subconsciously aimed at the kicked-open car door and poured bullets.

The shell gun with a capacity of up to 20 rounds formed a powerful fire suppression, and the black windbreaker took the initiative again. Pence Rodman was doomed.

It's just...what I didn't expect was.

The former Chief of Public Security jumped out of the car door on the other side...

This is the car door that the bodyguard in blue suit opened just now. Director Pence kicked open the car door on the other side, but did not jump out of the car door. Instead, he cunningly chose the other side...

Unexpected!

With his back against the open car door, the former director of public security raised the gun in his hand, firing bullets like crazy with the finger that pulled the trigger.

This is a repeating submachine gun!

Director Pence carries more powerful firearms with him.

The crazy shooting at close range immediately knocked down two black trench coats who were caught off guard. The more powerful firepower and unexpected strategy gave Pence Rodman a chance to survive.

Unfortunately, the advantage in numbers cannot be made up by weapons alone.

The other two men in black trench coats had already taken advantage of the opportunity when their companion was shot to death to react and pulled the trigger on Director Pence's car door.

The fragile car door could not withstand the baptism of bullets. The director was shot in the shoulder and leg at the same time. He could only hold on to the car door and could not even raise his gun to fight back.

At this moment, the injured Pence Rodman saw a red light flashing, and a figure wearing a light shield and a half-high civilized hat walked calmly out of the darkness...

Pa~pa~pa~pa...

The figure appeared on the side of two black windbreakers, shooting continuously with ease.

I don’t have any manuscripts in my hands, but I will burst out appropriately. After dinner, I will continue to write until tomorrow morning. I don’t know how much I can write.
Chapter completed!
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