Chapter 16： Fighting power is inversely proportional to the amount of hair

Click, click, click.

The footsteps came from far to near.

clang clang~

This is the sound of the key shaking. The repairman and the white dove looked at each other, nodded silently, and tightened the weapon in his hand.

The opponent's ability to defeat the butcher in melee combat is absolutely not to be underestimated. Therefore, they must hit with one hit, otherwise they will face the enemy's crazy counterattack.

Thinking of this, the palms of the two of them couldn't help sweating slightly, but...

No, why did it take so long to open the door?

The repairman's eyes narrowed slightly. Did the enemy find him?

He reacted quickly, and when he noticed the abnormal situation, he immediately put away the net gun and picked up the Glock 18. The extended magazine with 30 bullets was enough to make him invincible!

Seeing this, the white dove also put down the Taser gun in tacit agreement, and held the Bernelli M4 to his chest. Since he can't catch it alive, then kill it!

But at this time, the key shaking sound of "ding bang bang" sounded again, this time accompanied by the sound of the lock cylinder turning.

The repairman was stunned, the other party didn't find him?

But now that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, it is impossible for them to switch the weapon back to non-lethal.

Bai Dove's eyes sank slightly, and she lowered the muzzle of Bernelli's gun. She was about to kick her foot. At such a close distance, a few shots of shotgun shot would kill the enemy, but her lower body was basically useless.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the door was not pushed open, but violently kicked open.

clang clang~

In the next instant, two cylindrical objects rolled in.

"Sheet!"

"It's a flashbang!"

Boom! boom!

Two loud noises, violent white light flooded the entire apartment room.

"what-!"

"Give me death!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Da-da-da-da!

As expected of top killers, their first reaction was not to turn around to avoid, but to pull the trigger immediately!

Countless 9mm bullets and 12-pound lead bullets blocked this small door in an instant, and no flesh-and-blood creature could pass through this metal storm.

Cao Gui knew this very well, so he could only obediently hide outside the door.

No matter how many bullets there are, they will eventually run out of bullets. In less than ten seconds, the repairman and the white pigeons were all out of bullets.

Without any hesitation, the two of them ran away from each other while opening the bullet time. That was the direction of Cao Gui's window.

The ambush was reversed. The white pigeon and the repairman who were in great condition immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight. They knew very well that they had no chance. If they didn't escape, they would be dead!

However, how could Cao Gui let them get their wish?

How can your brotherhood come and leave as soon as you say it's called Cao's territory?

The white pigeon and the repairman, who were running fast, only felt a chill on their necks, and then, their smooth and smooth bodies suddenly became hard, as if they had been poured into lead.

"Yes... it's an anesthetic!?"

"Shit...damn it..."

Plop plop!

Cao Gui walked in slowly from outside the door, his two hands flew from two directions, and precisely stuck to Cao Gui's bare wrist. The eyes hidden under the table also floated up and returned to their place.

The Fractured Fruit is very peculiar and very useful, but unfortunately it is more of an auxiliary, and it is not very aggressive. Cao Gui shook his head, this is an interesting fruit ability.

Cao Gui threw the anesthetic syringe aside, stripped the repairman and the white pigeon down to their underwear, and tied them tightly with a climbing rope.

Cao Gui, who was worried, took another shot of anesthesia. Both of them were super killers with adrenaline flowing in their veins, so they had to be careful.

Cao Gui dragged the two into his bathroom, and then returned to the door to clean up the mess, but at this moment, a series of hurried footsteps rushed up.

"NYPD!"

"Put down the gun! Put down the gun in your hand!"

"Put down the gun, **** bastard, I'll let you put down the gun!"

Two middle-aged white plainclothes police detectives pointed their guns at Cao Gui and shouted sharply.

One of the two has a half-bald head, and the hairline goes straight to the back of the head.

No wonder they were so nervous. At this time, Cao Gui was still carrying a Glock 18 and a Bernelli M4. He didn't empty the magazines on the spot, which was a lot of respect for Cao.

"Two police officers, please calm down, these two guns have no bullets." Cao Gui smiled and calmly, but his heart was secretly calling for trouble.

"Sheet! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Put down the gun immediately, or we have the right to kill you!"

Cao Gui shrugged, his hands loosened, and his two weapons fell to the ground.

"Kneel down with your head in your hands!"

"Don't play tricks, I'm watching you!"

"I refuse, Detective John McClain." Cao Gui pinched his fingers, and the credentials of the FBI non-staff personnel appeared at his fingertips.

That's right, this half-bald New York police officer is the police detective whose combat strength is inversely proportional to the amount of hair: John McClain, as for the person next to him, Cao Gui has no impression.

Hearing Cao Gui call out his name accurately, and the FBI certificate, the two who were originally nervous couldn't help but be stunned.

Although I don't know what happened, this person should not be a criminal.

"FBI non-staff?"

McClain looked suspiciously at the certificate. He probably understood that it was an "umbrella" type of certificate. At the beginning, he also wanted to apply for the NYPD for his daughter and son.

But he was rejected by his ex-wife, saying that he had money and could arrange bodyguards, and he didn't need such a thing, which hurt his heart ten thousand points.

Putting away the gun, John gave the documents to his partner to check.

"Boy, how did you know me?"

"In the newspaper." Cao Gui smiled: "But it was your daughter who told me your name."

Having said that, Cao Gui threw his student ID card to the half-bald detective.

John picked it up and took a look. The more he looked, the darker his face became. This kid was indeed his daughter's classmate.

The other police detective returned the certificate to Cao Gui and did not speak. He saw the bullet casings, but found no blood or smelled blood, indicating that no one was injured here.

Even if someone gets hurt, it's the FBI's business, and he doesn't want to interfere.

But he doesn't want to intervene, it doesn't mean John doesn't want to intervene.

"FBI? It's amazing." The half-bald detective looked Cao Gui up and down, then said viciously, "Then explain, what's going on with the shells in this place? What are you shooting at?"

"If you can't explain clearly, I will arrest you in accordance with the law and send you to prison to eat."

"Try the gun." Cao Gui opened his eyes and said nonsense with a smile: "I touched a gun for the first time today. I was a little excited, so I fired a few shots. I'm sorry, Officer John."

"How many shots do you call this?" John said with a dark face: "I'm sorry, this FBI, because you didn't follow the basic safety rules for firearms, I will fine you on behalf of the NYPD."

"Affecting residents' lives, destroying public facilities, and not complying with safety rules, a total of $1,000 in fines, now, pay."

"Okay. UU Reading " Cao Gui shrugged and dug out $1,000: "But Sir John, I will tell Lucy that because of your fine, I will lose my living expenses for the next month."

"So in the next month, I'm afraid I will have dinner with classmate Lucy."

When McClain heard this, he put the money he just took back into Cao Gui's hands with a blank expression:

"Boy, I warn you, if you dare to think carefully about Lucy, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Cao Gui spread his hands: "You think too much, Officer John, Lucy is not my type."

"And... don't you think she has a hot temper?"

Lucy's temper is indeed very bad, like a little sister, and her behavior is also very sturdy. If I use an adjective, a female man is the most suitable.

John thought for a while, what seemed to be the matter, he couldn't even take her by himself, but immediately, a burst of anger came to his heart:

"Boy, how dare you look down on my daughter?"

Cao Gui scratched his head: "Officer John, do you want me to like your daughter, or do you want me to like your daughter?"

John: "…"

The half-bald detective couldn't say a word when he was choked. He glared at Cao Gui and turned away angrily. His partner nodded to Cao Gui and left.

Watching the two leave, Cao Gui slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the gags have passed away. If they are allowed to search the house, their heads will be lost!

Cao Gui put the two guns Glock and Bernelli into the [system backpack], then closed the door and went back to his bathroom, where the white pigeon and the repairman were lying unconscious.

Cao Gui's eyes flashed, but he wanted to see how he got into the Brotherhood.