Poison glanced at the rifle held by the middle-aged police officer.

"Lend me your gun and I'll help you get rid of that guy with good marksmanship."

"Okay, Mr. Lieutenant"

The middle-aged police officer handed Poison the rifle in his hand.

The poison did not go around the corner.

With the help of several men, he climbed onto the roof of the street.

The poison just climbed to the roof.

There was a "bang" gunshot.

A bullet hit the roof in front of him from behind.

Po rolled to the side, and at the same time the corners of his head changed positions.

This shot was obviously not fired by the gangster gunmen who besieged Jim's cabin.

It's the guy on the roof of the street or in a certain room who is shooting at me.

Just because poison couldn't be used against him a few times before, doesn't mean it can't be done now.

The rifle in his hand gave him courage.

Although there is some difference between long-distance shooting and no ice.

However, Poison didn't believe that he was worse than that coward.

Because it is protected by the ridge, the current position of the poison does not need to worry about being shot from behind.

He just needs to concentrate on finding the guy with abnormal brain.

For a long time, the poison was thought to be in the houses on both sides of the road.

Several guys with abnormal brains are doing this.

Now he finally understood that at least one guy had been following them on the roof.

And kept shooting at them.

Fortunately, this guy is not very good at shooting.

If the encounter was without ice, probably everyone in the team would have turned into corpses.

The poison is based on where the bullet just hit.

Lock the target's location on the roof of a two-story building across the street.

Finally he saw a gun barrel slowly sticking out.

Poison aimed the barrel of the rifle in his hand.

The barrel is still extending outward.

The moment I saw a semicircular head,

With a "bang" sound, Poison pulled the trigger in his hand.

A cloud of smoke exploded from the eaves.

Damn, that's a little off.

Poison rolled his body to the side and at the same time inserted a bullet into the barrel of the gun.

When he raised his gun again and aimed at the roof.

That guy probably just woke up from the shock.

The barrel of the gun in his hand is aiming for poison.

This time the gunman didn't know if it was out of anger.

Almost half of his head was exposed.

Poison corrects the shooting position based on the result of the previous shot.

This time the target is between his eyes.

With a "bang" sound, Poison fired his second shot.

Almost at the same time the gunfire rang out.

The poison is clearly visible.

Something red burst out from the semicircle.

"Okay, you still made money. You shot me no less than ten times, and I only gave you two shots in return."

After the poison killed the inexplicable guy, he slowly crawled towards the ridge of the roof.

With only five bullets, the poison killed the two gangster gunmen hiding on the street corner in front.

Poison rushed over with his men and the police officers.

The remaining dozen or so gang members fired a few shots at random.

When I saw them rushing towards me, I ran away.

Most of them were shot from behind by Poison's men and the angry police officers.

The place these gangsters occupied was just outside Jim's cabin.

Jim's cabin in front of him looked like a heavily armored beast.

Generally, when a store is closed, the outer panels are made of wood.

The outside of Jim's hut was covered with a thick iron plate.

No wonder these gangsters surrounded Jim's cabin but couldn't get in.

What if they had access to the weapons in Jim's cabin.

Poison and these police officers have already gone to see God.

But there is another strange thing.

There were so many weapons in Jim's cabin, why didn't the people inside shoot them?

Could it be that Jim, who looks very vicious, is actually a soft-tempered person who dare not shoot anyone?

The middle-aged police officer shouted his name into the hut.

"I'm Sergeant Pluto, boss Jim, don't shoot, the director sent me to protect you."

But there was no reply inside,

"Boss Jim, open the door, we are here to rescue you"

Pluto continued shouting inside.

Still no one answered him inside.

Poison is still thinking about the pistol that looks like a lover.

"Maybe Boss Jim happened to be out when the accident happened."

"If I remember correctly, this guy must have at least a few guys here. There is never a time when there is no one left."

"It seems that you are also a frequent visitor here!"

"I'm going to look elsewhere. Where are you, sir?"

"I'll take some rest and then leave."

"Can you give me my gun back?"

Pluto held out his hand.

Poison already has feelings for the rifle in his hand.

But considering that there are many young men in Jim's cabin who are more helpful than this one.

Poison returned the rifle to Pluto.

In fact, they don't lack guns now either.

The group of gangsters just left behind a lot of guns and ammunition.

The police officers got some, and more was left for Poison's men.

Looking at Barrett walking away, Poison said to one of his men: "Unlock the door."

This subordinate was one of four famous thieves before he became a good man.

Because of his skills in lock picking, MI6 recruited him.

Let him use his hands to contribute to the country.

The men fiddled with it for a while and then complained about the poison: "It's really bad. This is the latest model produced by Duanshi. It was only launched two months ago. This guy is really fast and has installed it now."

"Can you open it? If not, we will find another way."
To be continued...