80: C80 Escape 1

C80 Escape 1

Zhuo Dali spat out a mouthful of white smoke and said, "Old Guo, I can tell you that he is more powerful than you think. One of my old servants, Zhuo Bing, was punched by this kid until he vomited blood. After coming back, he had been lying on the bed until now, but he still couldn't get up. What this kid did tonight... I think there's an 80% chance that he has a motive. We must not let our guard down. "

"Is he really that powerful?" Commander Guo was slightly disdainful.

"What do you think? Oh right, I heard that Wolf Fang has a retired elite soldier. He was the one who followed the Lian family's kid, but wasn't he also beaten to death? It's said that that soldier is your favorite student. "

Battalion Commander Guo took a deep breath of smoke, and a cold look appeared in his eyes." This kid even dared to kill Wolf Fang's men. I'll take care of him sooner or later. Oh right, Zhuo, there's been a lot of news from the higher-ups recently. What should we do if we capture this kid? "

"What should we do? The evidence of his murder is conclusive. When the time comes, we'll follow the procedure. We'll interrogate those who deserve to be interrogated, ask those who deserve to be interrogated, and then pass the trial. Don't sentence him either, he'll be sentenced to death for the rest of his life. Hehe, one of my nephew's arms was cut off by him. He wants to kill him himself. " Zhuo Dali looked out the window, his eyes narrowed into a line. In his heart, he was thinking about Zhuo Donglai, who did not have much power in the family.

Yesterday, this kid who knew how to come actually gave him a heavy gift.

That girl was really not bad, her skin was so tender that it could squeeze out water. The little girl's reputation is not small, she is the best female supporting role in this Oscar season. The most rare thing was that she was still a fledgling. She accepted this gift. How could he not help? As an uncle, how could he not help?

That girl in his mind, Zhuo Dali's heart seemed to be burning.

The one escorting Faang Xuan was an anti-riot armored vehicle with thick bulletproof steel plates on top of its head. Four steel wires made of special materials were separated from each other. Next to him sat four anti-riot officers wearing steel helmets. Holding a gun, his face was tense, and his eyes were alert. It was as if Faang Xuan, who was handcuffed by iron chains, was still very threatening.

"Why are you all more nervous than me?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stifling, Faang Xuan wanted to say some jokes and laugh.

"Be honest with me." A spear and a support smashed onto Faang Xuan's face. The face of one of the patrolling officers was black, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.

He had never seen someone so bold. Even though he was being held captive by the army, he was still so reckless. This made the patrolling officer feel that his pride had suffered a setback. It was necessary to remind him of his identity as a criminal.

After being shot and supported, Faang Xuan did not get angry. He still had a smile on his face. He even asked the officer next to him to smoke a cigarette. This caused the officer opposite him to be unhappy again. He stood up and continued to smash him.

However, he was pulled by someone beside him. He took out a box of wrinkled red mountain tea from his pocket. It was four yuan per pack. He lit one and handed it to Faang Xuan. He said, "Drink it. If you smoke one, you will lose one."

Then he turned to the black-faced patrolling officer and said, "Hei Zi, do you need to be so angry?"

Hei Zi did not say anything. He just gave Faang Xuan a fierce look. That look in his eyes made him want to shoot him to death immediately.

Faang Xuan was a little puzzled. Where did he provoke this kid? Why did it seem like he had a deep grudge against him?

How could he know that Hei Zi was the cousin of the martial arts inspector who was kicked to death by him in the bamboo forest cell in Tongshen City? Now that he had fallen into someone else's hands, he naturally had to take revenge.

The speed of the car was not fast. Although it had just passed six o'clock, the roads in Beijing had already begun to congeal. Especially those office workers who lived in the suburbs. They usually set off two hours earlier. Because the traffic in Beijing was really too congested. Although there was a system that restricted the number of single pairs, the condition of the cars did not improve. On the contrary, it became even worse.

Why? Because those who originally only had one car bought a second one, and they even got one single double brand. This was called having a policy, but also having a countermeasure.

Arresting Faang Xuan's motorcade, even though they were carrying out official business, but because this was the capital, there were too many people with great power. They did not dare to offend people so easily, so they did not carry out traffic control. Even if there was a patrol car leading the way, the effect wasn't very ideal. The speed couldn't be raised at all.

Not long after, the motorcade drove to a junction in the city, and they could not move anymore. The cars on the bridge were lined up in a long line. Even though there were a large number of road managers directing the traffic, the speed of the cars was still as slow as a snail.

Faang Xuan finished the red mountain tea, licked his dry lips, and stood up from his seat.

The four patrol cars immediately became alert and pointed their guns at Fang Xuan. Hei Zi was the first to ask, "What do you want to do again?"

Faang Xuan stretched his body and smiled. "The traffic jam is too serious. There should be more public transportation in the capital."

"Sit down. I order you to sit down. Otherwise, you will shoot." Blackie's face darkened. He instinctively had a bad feeling.

Faang Xuan shook his head and said, "I should go. The car is stuffy."

The four patrolmen who saw him were all elites in the riot squad. When they saw that the situation was not right, they immediately aimed at the muzzle of the gun and put their fingers on the trigger. However, they did not have the chance to pull the trigger anymore.

Four steel balls whistled over and accurately hit the right hand of the four people who held the guns.

The steel balls were extremely powerful. Where they were hit, even the flesh and bones were shattered. Not even the skin was left. The four men let out miserable screams, using their remaining left hands to pull the trigger, but what awaited them was four elbow strikes.

Papapapapapa sounds rang out. The four of them suffered an elbow strike on their heads. Their eyes widened and they fainted.2

Faang Xuan picked up a gun from the ground and aimed it at the iron chain on his feet. A bullet shot out.

A loud sound immediately alarmed the two people sitting in the driver's seat in front.

Before the officer in the passenger's seat could turn around, a few bullets shot out from the back of the car and accurately hit his chest. The bullets avoided his vitals. Although he wouldn't die for the time being, he would lose his ability to move.

The driver was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Just as he was about to grab the walkie-talkie to report, he heard a cold voice from behind, "If I were you, I wouldn't have reported."

"You, you, you... What do you want? Let me tell you, there are over two hundred patrolling officers and Martial Police at the scene. You won't be able to escape." The driver held the steering wheel in one hand and the walkie-talkie in the other. However, the walkie-talkie did not turn on the channel. It seemed that Faang Xuan's threat had taken effect.

"You don't have to worry about that. You'd better be..."

Before Fang Xuan could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a hidden corner on the roof of the armored car. There was a camera facing the position of the car. Everything that had happened in the car must have been known by Back-comb and the others.

Dadada!

A bullet shot out, and a circular hole appeared in the barbed wire in front of him. Faang Xuan got into the driver's seat from the carriage. The handcuffs had long been unlocked by the key he found on the patrolling officer. He punched the driver and the passenger's necks with two punches. After knocking the two out, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and didn't have time to speak. Suddenly, he saw from the rear-view mirror outside the armored car window: Behind him, a military officer, Elvik, was carrying a few rocket launchers on his shoulders. They were aiming at the armored vehicle.

"Damn it, they really dare to play." It was the peak of working hours, and there were many cars on the road. The man with the slickback actually dared to order his men to use rocket launchers, so wasn't he afraid of causing mass casualties? From this, it could be seen how much the other party wanted to kill him.

With a flash of thought, he kicked open the car door beside him. Just as he was about to jump out of the car, a few cannonballs with long tails shot out of the rocket launchers and headed straight for the armored vehicle.

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