This policeman needs to be alone.

"I'm going to beat them to death." Johnny Wang hid behind the car door and shouted at A Lang and the other boys. He had been out for so long and had never been so helpless, especially in front of A Lang.

You can lose anything, but the momentum of the boss cannot be lost.

Alang held down Johnny Wang and calmly advised: "It's almost impossible to lose weight here."

There is no value in dying now. If you tell me that the arsenal is in your pocket, you will die.

I am a big boss, and what he said makes a little sense. I have arms business all over the world, and it is not worth it to be here.

Johnny Wang nodded, got in the car and left.

If Ah Lang can't handle the rest, he won't be prepared for the arms order.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang.

Gunshots continued to ring out. It was different from before. There was an additional gunshot and someone came again. Alang continued to be vigilant. Next time he saw Peng Sir, he had something to say.

It’s all said and done, don’t let your own people fight your own people, what’s this?

Yuan Sir ran out of bullets in his face. When he saw Johnny Wang leaving with his two younger brothers, he was very angry and went back to add more ammunition. He could clearly see in the dark that it was the bad guy who killed his boss.

Covered by Tsai.

It’s really a rush.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoxing took action in time, allowing him to recover from A Lang's firepower. However, the former did not risk his life, but pressed forward step by step, and his voice was very rhythmic, as if he was conveying some message.

Is there any mistake? How to shoot a gun? It cannot be done without professional training.

Zhou Xiaoxing is conveying news to A Lang.

The sound of gunfire was very rhythmic. At first, Alang didn't understand what kind of fighting method it was. Until he saw Zhou Xiaoxing shooting one step at a time, he felt it was interesting.

Forgive him for his lack of talent, but he didn't receive the message conveyed by Zhou Xiaoxing's rhythmic marksmanship at all. He just learned the former's marksmanship and slowly approached him.

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"Sir Peng sent a policeman to beat me when I was doing something."

"No, it's just his own thoughts. Sir Peng was worried about you and sent me to protect you."

The gunfire continued, and Yuan Sir, who was reloading bullets, had no doubt that Zhou Xiaoxing and A Lang could start chatting.

Even Sir Peng can’t estimate it.

"Go quickly, I'll take care of it here."

"Okay, wait a minute, what's this guy's name?"

"Tequila."

"What, Vodak."

The covering gunfire continued, and A Lang, who walked out of the gate, looked back again and whispered to Zhou Xiaoxing: "If I just leave like this, this guy will definitely continue to follow me, no way."

Zhou Xiaoxing thought about it. He didn't expect Yuan Sir's temperament to change overnight, and he was not sure that Yun Lai's rescue of Aaron at the teahouse alone would not be enough to change Yuan Sir's temperament.

You can't persuade people, no matter how useful it is, only things can change people, especially when it's a matter of life and death.

Zhou Xiaoxing kept two bullets in his pistol and poured the rest into his hand. Under the cover of Alang's gunfire, he spoke for a minute.

Then A Lang continued to shoot, shooting randomly into the darkness, covering Zhou Xiaoxing's return. Some scenes had to be done.

"Sir Yuan, the other party must be very upset when he shoots so randomly. You take my gun and continue to be the forward. I will take these pistols to support you from behind."

Yuan Sir was stunned for a moment, because he thought he was slow to reload bullets. Boss, it's not a .38, it's a big gun. It can be reloaded at this speed. Besides, he is already very fast.

Zhou Xiaoxing saw this meaning. He didn't mean it this way. Since Yuan Sir thinks so, well, he will show this meaning.

"You're too slow. You go ahead and take the lead. I'll continue to make up for it and I'll come right away." He put the gun in his hand and rolled his eyes. He pushed Yuan Sir out in disgust.

Normally, Yuan Sir would have noticed that the gun in his hand was too light and there were not many bullets, but after being ruthlessly laughed at by his teammates, he only had murderous intent in his heart and didn't notice anything else.

This is what it means to have a hot temper.

A Lang continued to shoot, but Yuan Sir shot while avoiding it.

Bang bang.

After firing two shots, Yuan Sir continued to step forward. At the same time, Alang's gun hit the former's forehead. He had been observing in the dark for a long time. This was the most suitable time.

Yuan Sir was not surprised. He pointed his gun at A Lang's head and stared at the latter for a few seconds. Without any extra thoughts, he fired.

The gun went off, but A Lang did not fall down. Yuan Sir was sweating on his forehead. He had no bullets. Looking at A Lang who was also sweating in front of him, his expression remained unchanged.

On his first day on the job, he had predicted this would happen. He just hoped that Zhou Xiaoxing, who was refilling bullets behind him, would be slower.

This operation cannot result in the total annihilation of the entire army.

Zhou Xiaoxing had already put the bullets aside, admiring the duel between A Lang and Yuan Sir. They were both masters. No time was wasted, and it reached the climax in a moment.

I don’t know what the selling points of these two people are in the system mall and how much they sell for.

A Lang let this fear last for two minutes, and then he put away his gun and left. This was Zhou Xiaoxing's suggestion. Only after passing the test of life and death will this bad guy use his brain.

"Okay, are you okay?" Zhou Xiaoxing rushed over with several guns in his arms, pretending to be annoyed: "It's all my fault, the reloading was too slow."
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