No one wants to die.

Lao Jiu is no exception.

Although he smiled freely, he had no choice.

He leaned up, glanced at the van following the car, sighed and sat back in the seat, took out a cigarette and lit it, and started to smoke: "If this matter is broken, it's fate." He looked at Zhong Tianzheng jokingly: "Ah Zheng, now the lives of both of us are in your hands, please click steadily."

While speaking, his hands holding cigarettes were trembling: "You are a policeman, tell me what should we do now?"

"Don't panic!"

Zhong Tianzheng's eyes kept switching between the front and the rearview mirror, comforting Lao Jiu, but his brows were furrowed without any stretching.

Lao Jiu said that the other party’s configuration is three people and one pistol.

But the big troll behind has no connection with the pistol.

In other words.

The opponent has more than two weapons of destruction.

There are more likely.

The only thing he can do now is to keep a distance and keep a distance.

In addition to distance, it is also distance.

Distance is beauty.

This sentence is interpreted to the extreme at this moment.

As for how to deal with it, he couldn't think of any way. Facing this big troll, no one could resist a single shot.

The only ideal ending is to wait until the large army comes.

What he is most worried about now is.

What to do if someone gets aborted?

This kind of road chase and abortion is the most direct, simple, rough and effective method.

Zhong Tianzheng knew that he could think of it, and the other party would definitely think of it, so the accelerator under his feet had never been released.

In the van.

The man in the vest glanced at the passenger's one-eyed eye in dissatisfaction: "The fire stick you are holding in your hand? No one of them is left after three shots?!"

"Grass, how can I blame me! It's too far away and I'm all on the iron sheet."

One-eyed retorted without caring: "Great, give me the entire Rocket. Do you think I'll do it?"

"Come in!"

The vest shouted, signaling one-eyed to pull in, and when the accelerator was stepped on, the speed of the car was raised a few minutes again, and instantly narrowed the distance with the little yellow car: "If I weren't afraid that you would throw it out and slow down the speed, I would have been able to increase the distance."

Between a few words.

The van pulled up and soon caught up with the little yellow car, and the two cars remained the same.

A cruel smile appeared on his face, holding the saw-sawed five-shot hair with both hands, aimed at Zhong Tianzheng, who was in the driver's seat, and stroking the barrel without hesitation.

"Grass!"

Zhong Tianzheng had a big hair in his soul. Looking at the black muzzle, he got goosebumps. He accelerated directly, and the van accelerated, and then Zhong Tianzheng suddenly stepped on the brakes.

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The harsh brake sounded.

A black brake mark was left on the ground.

"Kang!"

The steel balls in the sky hit the front of the car, and a large amount of sparks emerged from the iron sheet, and the windshield of the car cracked spider patterns.

Zhong Tian was stuck at this speed, pressed the brake again, started to turn on the steering wheel, and was about to turn around, while quickly scanning the situation outside the car.

"Abortion! Abortion! Abortion!"

Looking at the slower yellow car, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, and shouted repeatedly: "This guy is going to turn around!" As he said that, he bent down and took out a handful of five-speed hair and pointed it out, aiming it at the tires of the yellow car.

"Grass!"

The co-pilot's one-eyed eye looked at the beard that suddenly jumped out, and was so scared that he quickly pressed the gun down.

"Kang!"

"Kang!"

The two shot one after another.

The firepower was instantly covered, and steel beads sprayed in the sky.

"Bang!"

The tire exploded in response to the sound, and the fragile body shook and almost overturned.

"Oh shit!"

Zhong Tianzheng was waisted, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and stomping on the brakes with sweating on his forehead. Finally, he controlled the out-of-control little yellow car and hit the telephone pole on the side of the road.

The old yellow car didn't even pop out the airbag. It stopped and the front of the car was sunken, but at least the body was not deformed.

"get off!"

Zhong Tianzheng yelled, pushed open the car door, took Yaya down, hugged her and slept into the group of houses beside him, and shouted at Lao Jiu: "Go upstairs!"

"Chase!"

The three gangs who were completely red-eyed never gave up until they achieved their goals. The car stopped by the side of the road, opened the car door and jumped down. They looked at the three people who had already entered the house and quickly caught up with them with canvas bags.

upstairs.

"My mother!"

Lao Jiu turned around and looked at the three bandits who were chasing and shouting: "It's a mad dog! Your mother is not running away and wants to chase and kill us!"

Facing the other side, it seemed like a master's firepower suppression, and he wandered back and forth on the brink of death, Lao Jiu's mentality was infinitely tending to collapse.

Zhong Tianzheng kicked open the door and put Yaya in. He turned around and hugged Lao Jiu's head who was yelling on the stairs. He quickly patted his face and gasped violently to adjust his state: "Don't panic! Don't panic! Let's be finished!"

"what to do!"

Lao Jiu was slightly awake, looked at him with his eyes wide open, and grabbed Zhong Tianzheng's arm tightly with his hands: "What should I do!"

"Stay!"

Zhong Tianzheng reached out and dragged him into the room, glanced at the bucket in the room, took it to the bathroom and started to collect water, tore open the hole for washing clothes on the side, and poured a large bag into it, and a lot of foam was poured out.

"Da da da da!"

downstairs.

The footsteps are approaching quickly.

"I'll go out later. You block the door with a cabinet in the house. The window has an iron fence. The other party can't get in! Find a safe corner to hide!"

Zhong Tianzheng lifted the bucket full of water and turned it out, and took the door heavily: "Protect Yaya!"

Hiding in the house is relatively safer, but it is undoubtedly a turtle in a jar. It is only suitable for Yaya and Lao Jiu. If you want to hide in, you can only finish it.

Now.

I can only give it a try.

"What should you do!"

Lao Jiu obviously calmed down a lot and shouted at Zhong Tianzheng outside the house.

Zhong Tianzheng squatted down in a stiff tone: "I'll look for an opportunity!"

"Uncle!"

Yaya shouted in a crying voice.

Lao Jiu gritted his teeth, pushed the wardrobe hard, overturned and blocked the door, protected Yaya and hid in the bathroom, locked the door, and said in a deep voice: "Yaya, don't speak! Believe in your uncle!"

He said this just to comfort himself.

The unarmed Zhong Tianzheng had no choice.

Corner of the wall.

Zhong Tianzheng held the bucket with both hands, and adjusted his condition with his mouth and nose.

"Da da da da da."

Stairway entrance.

The three bandits surrounded.

With one-eyed eyes on his head, he took the five consecutive hairs to the corner first.

Zhong Tianzheng leaned his head slightly and looked down.

"Kang!"

Countless pieces splashed on the mottled walls instantly, and many steel balls were embedded deeply.

"Grass!"

Zhong Tianzheng cursed, exerting force with both hands and throwing the bucket directly.
Chapter completed!