As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet came from below with a "bang". Huang Shulang's body shook back and fell to the ground, and a wisp of blue smoke ignited from the chest of the bullet vest.

Shi Dahai was shocked and rushed to the tunnel entrance with his gun. He rushed down the wooden stairs with his gun on his back. He slid down the wooden stairs in a posture of planting onions in the back.

In just two seconds of his sliding process, the indoor situation was clear at a glance. The indoor was simply a small presidential suite, computer audio, high-end sofa, bright coffee table, and neat floor. The two of them had broken one hand and fell down the stairs like gold paper, and had already lost their combat effectiveness. At the iron gate, a fat figure holding a revolver flashed out.

Zhao Batian.

This was Shi Dahai's first reaction, so before his body could slide to the floor, he supported himself with one hand and thrust his back. His whole body bounced up like a fish jumping at the dragon gate. He turned over and landed on the ground, and then rushed out of the door.

But before he could chase out the door, he could only hear the vague noise of footsteps, shouts and the sound of pistol bullets loading. Shi Dahai was anxious and rushed to the iron gate. He had just run out of the iron gate. "Bang, bang, bang, bang," the fat man in front shot three consecutive shots without looking back. The bullet almost wiped Shi Dahai's arm and cheek and flew over.

Shi Dahai subconsciously rushed to the side of the corridor wall to avoid it, but after just a little slowed down, the fat man had turned a corner and disappeared from his sight.

Shi Dahai was about to get up and continue chasing him, and a loud question came from the corner: "God, how are you?" "God, what happened," "God, you go first, let's leave here,"

It was indeed Zhao Batian.

Shi Dahai's chest was filled with blood. Regardless of the large number of people on the other side, he ran to about three meters away from the corner, held the gun in both hands, stretched forward, and swooped on one side, and slid from the ground. Zhao Batian must not be allowed to run away, otherwise it would be difficult to detect his whereabouts in the future.

Just as he slid from the ground to the corner for 0.5 seconds, the situation in his eyes immediately made him complain. Zhao Batian had been blocked behind him by four gunmen and protected him.

It was within half a second that Shi Dahai made a judgment and decisively pulled the trigger with his gunshot skills for twenty years.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,"

Almost within two seconds, the other party had not fully reacted. Shi Dahai fired four shots, hitting the ankles of the four men. As long as the four men fell to the ground, Zhao Batian would lose the barrier and his fat body would be completely exposed to his gun.

However, just as Shi Dahai pulled the trigger, Zhao Batian reached out and took one of them hostage as a flesh shield. At the same time, he raised the revolver in his hand to Shi Dahai with one hand.

Shi Dahai was so angry that he just as his shoulder hit the wall, he quickly rolled backwards.

"Bang,"

Amid a scream, the bullet hit Shi Dahai's body on the floor tiles that had just rolled past 0.1 second ago, stirring up a spark. After Shi Dahai barely rolled back to the corner, he felt cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Dingdengdengdeng... God, God, go here, hurry up..."

Hearing another burst of rapid footsteps, Shi Dahai's heart suddenly fell to the bottom. He knew that there were more and more rescuers from the other side, and it would be impossible to arrest Zhao Batian this time.

After weighing the matter in his heart, Shi Dahai resolutely turned back into the room and climbed up the seventh floor quickly along the wooden stairs.

At the authentic mouth, Huang Shulang had already taken off his cover and stood up shakingly covering his chest. Looking at his pale face, the shot just now should have hurt his sternum.

"Langzi, how are you?"

"I'm fine," Huang Shulang was also a tough guy. He gritted his teeth and asked with hatred, "Have you caught it?"

Shi Dahai shook his head with a sad look and said, "Get away first, go back and put on the mask."

After Huang Shulang put on his mask again, Shi Dahai helped him up his arm, got out of the refrigerator, and retreated to the fire escape with the two men from the street market Wei, who led Zhou Kehua's body.

But at this time, dense gunfire sounds were heard from the middle section of the sixth and seventh floors of the fire escape.

Just as Shi Dahai and four others entered the fire escape stairs, Cheng Shaohua and two other subordinates from the street market, rushed up from the sixth floor in a rather embarrassing manner. Behind him was gunfire and bullets were flying everywhere.

"Fuck, the three of us can't stand it. The other party has more than a dozen guns," Cheng Shaohua swept the bullets behind, ran to Shi Dahai and the others, and asked knowingly, "Have you caught it?"

Shi Dahai shook his head with a serious look, pinched his thumb, and pulled off the magazine that was about to be completely wiped out from his pistol. He took out a magazine from his pocket to install it, and waved his head to the eighth floor, and ordered in a deep voice: "Go back from the original way, my palace behind,"

"Be careful," Cheng Shaohua was obviously confident in Shi Dahai's ability. He patted his shoulder and waved his hand decisively at the others, "Let's go,"

Under such circumstances, he had no reason to insist on arresting Zhao Batian. It would be good if he could go back alive.

Others also knew that the situation was very critical after stabbing the hornet's nest, so they were not as pretentious as described in the plot of the domestic war movie. They just stared at Shi Dahai with trust, nodded at Shi Dahai, said "Take care" and turned around and left.

Because Huang Shulang was injured, two of the men of Jieshi Wei were injured and Zhou Kehua's body was taken with them. Therefore, they were not retreating quickly. They just helped each other to climb to the eighth floor. Hei Rorong's men had already chased to the seventh and a half floors. As soon as the other party's posture caught his eye, Shi Dahai knew that he would never be able to ask for it. The other party rushed forward and actually held riot shields, face masks and helmets, and followed by 7 or 8 men of steel helmets. Each of them held a fully automatic pistol, shooting aimlessly upwards, while catching up.

Hei Rourong actually had such excellent equipment. This was beyond Shi Dahai's expectations. He shot three times in a row at the bottom of the stairs. While the other party was dodging and blocking, he quickly raised his hand and shot two times, accurately extinguishing the voice-controlled lights in the corridor, and the fire passage suddenly became dark.

Seeing that the six of us had retreated to the corridor on the eighth floor, we stepped up our speed and ran towards the elevator 50 meters away. Shi Dahai lay on the stairs between the eighth floor and the ninth floor, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

At this time, Hei Rorong's subordinates exposed their shortcomings of lack of practical experience. In the darkness, their pursuit suddenly slowed down. They dared to hold their shields carefully and move forward slowly. However, several people behind could not hold back and raised their pistols and shot randomly without target. It was quite loud, but it did not work at all. It also gave Shi Dahai an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Bang,,"

"Bang,,"

"Bang,,"

In the fire passage, huge gunshots echoed up and down, making people's eardrums buzzing and hurt. Just as the barrels of two of them erupted from Mars, Shi Dahai fired.

"Bang bang,"

"ah,,"

"ah,,"

In the darkness, two almost hysterical crys sounded, followed by panic and noisy pushes, staggering and falling sounds. Shi Dahai was aiming at the other party's wrists with guns. At this time, taking advantage of their chaos, they seized the opportunity, got up, and the trigger was squeezing continuously, and more than 10 bullets were fired out in one breath.

"Bang bang bang..."

...

After getting rid of the pursuit of Hei Rorong's subordinates, it was already 15 minutes later. Shi Dahai rushed to the alley opposite the downstairs of Baotian Building. The three cars were already starting up and waiting for him. At the end of the street, the sharp sirens were coming at an extremely fast speed.

"Let's go according to the plan, hurry up," After Cheng Shaohua and his two cars drove out to the other end of the street, Shi Dahai quickly got on the car of the thin man and Huang Shulang. The car started quickly and drove towards the path next to the alley.

In the car, Huang Shulang's face had improved much better. Not to mention the paleness after being shot at the beginning, his face was filled with thrilling excitement, which made Shi Dahai breathe a sigh of relief.

"Langzi, let you go to the hospital first," he could see clearly the moment Huang Shulang was shot. Although the bullet was shot at the bulletproof vest, those who had been shot clearly knew that the so-called bulletproof vest was actually unable to withstand the overbearing impact of the bullet.

A pistol is better. Generally speaking, it will not kill you, and it will only directly kill you into a fracture or a fractured bone; but if it is replaced by a sniper rifle, more than ten millimeters or even twenty millimeters of bullet caliber, even if you wear two bulletproof vests, the impact force of the overwhelming bullets can still shake you to the point of bleeding and the internal organs rupture.

But Huang Shulang thrust his chest with awesomeness and took a breath of air conditioning, as if he had involved the injured part, but soon waved his hand as if nothing had happened and said, "No, their bird gun can't even penetrate my chest muscles,"

"..." Shi Dahai was speechless.

Turning his head through the rear window of the car, he looked at the police car parked downstairs of Baotian Building a hundred meters away. Huang Shulang smacked his lips and said unhappy: "It's so satisfying, it's so fucking fun. It's much more interesting than shopping with the anti-black group. Oh, by the way, that person was killed by me, Brother Cheng, you can see it with your own eyes."

Shi Dahai smiled bitterly and said, "No one competed for you, you were beaten to death, thank you,"

Huang Shulang waved his hand generously: "What are you grateful for? It's a matter of catching the thief. This is our policeman's responsibility. It's a pity that there is one that didn't catch it."

Shi Dahai's face turned dark. It was a long time since he failed to capture Zhao Batian and brought him to justice.

At this moment, the thin man jerked and said, "The fat man who was looking for the big circle to catch seemed to have been robbed."

Shi Dahai shouted: "What, robbed,"
Chapter completed!