Chapter 1133

Behind them sat a strong young man with deep eyes, cold face and long hair covering all his ears.

This man is one of the important leaders of Zhou Pingkai, a violent terrorist organization intersected between Xijiang and Afghanistan. This organization is called old s.

Old s usually focuses on drug trafficking and arms trafficking, and occasionally organizes and plans some violent terrorist events all over the world.

Zhou Pingkai, in his thirties, was originally a rogue local ruffian and a ruthless outlaw in Urumqi, Western China. More than a decade ago, he gradually established the largest local underground organization focusing on extortion, killing people and goods. A few years later, he was destroyed in one fell swoop in an anti Mafia operation by the local government. Zhou Pingkai fought with more than a dozen of his subordinates, More than a dozen of his men were killed by the armed police and the police.

At the critical moment, old s's people saved him and brought him into the organization. Since then, Zhou Pingkai has been loyal to old s wholeheartedly.

Because Zhou Ping's Kung Fu is good, he won the appreciation and reuse of President Adur soon after entering the old S. his position in the old s is still very important.

The black faced man driving the car was Bazar, and the thin man in the co driver was Harik. Both of them were Zhou Pingkai's right-hand assistants.

Su Hong's husband Qiu Tong died at their hands.

Two cars drove into the square and stopped at different places.

Zhou Pingkai picked up his cell phone and dialed, "old a, are you ready?"

In the ordinary white car, old a sat in the driver's seat, answered the phone, expressionless: "boss, we're all ready."

"This operation is in Kyoto. Although it has a great impact, your risk is also great, and we can't help. You have to rely entirely on your own strength, okay?"

"I see."

"I repeat, if you can go back alive, I will congratulate you; if you die, we will avenge you."

"Thank you, boss."

"All right, let's go. Pay attention to destroying the mobile phone."

Old a hung up his cell phone, took out the SIM card, threw it into his mouth, swallowed it into his stomach, and then took out a black cloth to cover most of his face and show only two eyes.

On the gearbox in front of him, there was a long sharp knife with a handle of more than ten centimeters, a full foot, two fingers wide, and a sharp edge.

Several others also took out black cloth and covered their faces.

Five people are five masked men.

Everyone has a long knife beside him.

After covering their faces, several people picked up the long knives beside them.

Old a looked at the square in front of him. People came and went, cars came and went. It was a bustling scene. He narrowed his eyes, showed a cold smile, and muttered to himself, "I want to make Taiping Airport bloody today!"

After that, release the clutch and brake, the car starts slowly, then gears up and slams on the accelerator. The car suddenly rushes out like a runaway Mustang, knocking down a pedestrian in the blink of an eye and rolling him under the wheel.

After the car hit the pedestrian, he didn't stop. Old a hit the steering wheel and continued to hit a foreigner in front.

The foreigner dragged a suitcase to the front while talking on the phone. He heard the sound of the motor behind him. Turning his head, he saw that the car had moved in front of him and rolled him under the wheel with a bang.

In the twinkling of an eye, the car took two lives in a row. Pity the two people. Their intestines flow all over the ground and lie in a pool of blood. It's terrible.

"Ah!"

Liu Xiaoyun turned his head unexpectedly. He just saw this scene and screamed loudly.

There were so many passengers in the square that they were all stunned.

Old a stepped on the accelerator and continued to crush the crowd in front.

The crowd scattered and fled, but how could the two legs run past the four wheels? After a while, several people were knocked down by the car, dead and injured.

The square was suddenly in chaos, some crying, some shouting and some running.

There were several security guards in the square, waving batons and running around the car, but there was no way.

Some people began to take out their mobile phones to call the police.

"Madman! What a madman!" Yang Desheng had no time to think about it. He jumped into his car, closed the door, fastened his seat belt, ignited the engine, and rushed to the white car from the side.

At this time, no one can stop the car from crashing. Only knocking it over is the only way.

Old a stepped up the accelerator and was rushing towards the crowd in front. He saw an MPV in the slash rush frantically towards him. There was no way, so he had to turn the steering wheel to the right and hit the MPV head-on.

Boom!

The two cars collided violently, smashing the front of the car.

"Desheng!"

Liu Xiaoyun screamed loudly and ran to her husband.

Yang Desheng was dizzy after being hit. His leg was cut deeply by mechanical debris, and blood flowed. Fortunately, the airbag bounced out and protected his chest and abdomen without serious injury.

At this time, the police of the airport police station received the alarm. Several policemen ran to the scene, holding pistols and surrounded the two cars.

People were relieved to see that the crazy car was forced to stop. They all returned and surrounded the two cars.

A policeman walked into the cab of the white car and bent down to check the situation inside. The door suddenly opened. Poof, a long sharp knife stabbed him in the chest, went in from the front chest and came out from the back.

The policeman screamed and grabbed the door.

Old a kicked the policeman away, got out of the car and drew out the steel knife.

The policeman outside saw his colleague fall in front of him. A masked man got out of the car with a steel knife. He was stunned, raised his pistol and shot him quickly.

Old a raised his steel knife and cut at him.

Shua!

The policeman's movement was still a little slow and his whole arm was cut off.

Another policeman fired a gun and slammed it on Lao a's right chest. Before he could fire a second shot, Lao a threw a steel knife and cut it on his arm, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Old a threw himself at him, kicked the policeman to the ground, then bent over and picked up the steel knife, followed by a knife and cut him hard.

The policeman lost his pistol and rolled with fear. He got up and ran away. His head was almost cut off.

Old a saw the pistol on the ground and bent down to pick it up.

The other masked men also got off from both sides, waved steel knives, jumped at the police and the crowd around, and picked up the two pistols that fell to the ground.

Of the six policemen who arrived at the scene, only three were official policemen with pistols. One was stabbed through the chest, one had his arm cut off, and the other was seriously injured. The other three were all assistant policemen, just with batons.