Chapter 429

The muzzle of Lao Zhao's gun was aimed at the vicinity of the fallen man, and his eyes were like eagles.

Space is like a confinement.

Dada, two footsteps suddenly sounded.

Lao Zhao's half squatting body moved slightly. The blue veins in his hands revealed his high tension and concentration. His Adam's Apple moved up and down, slightly squinting an eye.

Breathing, also stopped, just waiting for the critical moment.

Daddada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada, dada.

Listen to the sound, it's close to the fallen, it's nearby.

Lao Zhao's eyes were full of ferocity. His legs moved to the side, and his gun leaned to the corner. When no one was seen in his eyes, he moved forward.

Da, although his steps are light and slow, he can hardly hear the sound, but in the silence of the night, the slightest step can be heard. After all, it is lighter than Gao Leng's step.

Da, he took another step forward.

After this step, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Just now, is Gao Leng's footsteps too loud? It seems that he was deliberately told. He thought.

Dada dada, a dense sound of footsteps came again, which stopped abruptly at the corner.

Lao Zhao quickly withdrew his thoughts and lowered his voice: "who! Give me your name

"Hey, my nameless man." A laugh came out from the corner, with a few teasing, which was quite different from Lao Zhao's tension.

This is a naked provocation.

It's a challenge to Zhao, but he's going to pay it back.

This smile made Lao Zhao's face pale. He bit his teeth, and his Adam's Apple moved up and down again, making a dull and humiliating voice. He swallowed it hard.

Damn it, you're so crazy! Lao Zhao scolded secretly. His body moved quickly. From the angle where he could see the corner most, he turned to stick to the wall and winked at his companion in front of him. The man quickly backed back to the intersection of stone elephant. He turned his head, stretched out a hand and made a stop. Tell your partner behind you to watch your back.

They nodded.

At the muzzle of the gun, one went north and the other went south, guarding the intersection behind Lao Zhao.

No future trouble, Lao Zhao, can attack forward and face each other with ease.

"Try your gun." High cold voice with a smile, voice did not fall, a small shadow suddenly flew out from the corner.

The old crane's back is tight.

Pop! A crisp sound.

Shot, direct hit. Shooting is instinctive for Zhao, and hitting is an iron rule. He never fails.

There's debris on the ground, black smoke.

It's a pistol.

"You said you were the golden gun old Zhao?" The sound came from the corner. It was like chatting.

Lao Zhao didn't answer the phone, just a little step, quickly close to the corner.

"I'm a golden gun." The sound was almost in Zhao's ear. Gao Leng is just around the corner, so is Lao Zhao. They are only 90 degrees apart.

Lao Zhao stretched out his hand and took a small thing out of his back. It was a mirror. He squatted down secretly, put the mirror on the ground and pushed it forward with his feet.

On the mirror, Gao Leng's figure appeared. He was wearing a hat. The brim of his hat was very low, and the mask kept his face tight. His back was against the wall, with one hand in his pants pocket and the other hand Actually in Pick up the nose.

Nose shit?!

This makes Lao Zhao, who has been fighting for many years, unable to endure any more. His verbal provocation or the purpose of provoking himself will affect his shooting skills. He is a veteran and will not be deceived.

But I'm picking up my nose?!

The two men's lives are on the line. When they hear their heart beating, this guy is digging his nose?!

This is ridiculous!

Ten thousand grass mud horses were passing by. They almost trampled Lao Zhao to death. It's arrogant! Lao Zhao's heart was full of abuse.

The muzzle of his gun trembled slightly, and he turned his head again to look at the rear. The younger brother in the rear put on the old road, staring at the intersection on both sides.

Lao Zhao looked in the mirror again

There was a surge of anger.

Dig that call a sour Shuang, simply indulge in the feeling of unable to extricate themselves, the other hand also stretched out, casually put aside.

There are no guns in both hands. It's time to act. Lao Zhao made up his mind, turned his head and looked at the rear again, making an offensive move.

The two men's bodies suddenly stretched, and they were more and more guarding the rear.

Turning his head again, Lao Zhao looked into the mirror. Gao Leng in the mirror was still leaning leisurely against the wall, but his eyes also fell in the direction of the mirror, and he found a clue.

Gao Leng pointed out his middle finger in the direction of the mirror.

"Take your life!" With a roar, Lao Zhao strode forward. Before he left the corner, the gun opened first. Just a turn, a second.Bang! There was a shot.

The moment after the gunshot, Lao Zhao left the corner and stood straight at the intersection where Gao Leng was hiding.

But

I found the road empty.

Lao Zhao's brain felt numb. He couldn't believe his eyes. Clearly I saw someone in the mirror a second ago. Why is there no one?

This road to the next intersection at least 50 meters, so far away, how can no one?

Instinctively, Zhao half squatted along the wall to chase forward, just ran a few steps, he heard two dull sounds and the sound of people falling to the ground.

Bad!

Lao Zhao turned around in a hurry and went back to the intersection again. When he saw it, he was surprised. I saw two younger brothers fall to the ground one after another, like dead bodies. He quickly ran past, looked at the intersection, but did not see anyone, but saw one of the younger brother's face.

It's creepy.

In the end, on my little brother's face, a lump of nasal excrement, big, black, or caller.

This

Lao Zhao panicked.

This is the same person?!

This is the same person!

Or where's the shit coming from?

But

How is that possible?

If it's a person, he has to go around the intersection at the back and then come back. It's possible to run a circle around the warehouse. Although the warehouse is not big, it has kilometers.

Just a few seconds.

"Who?! Who Lao Zhao fired several shots into the air.

This is a call for help.

His hands began to shake.

"What's the matter?" In the distance, there was a panic of inquiry. After hearing the news, the people of blade Gang arrived at the gate.

A shadow suddenly hit, suddenly swept the old Zhao, bang, gun landing. The golden spear Lao Zhao was pressed on the wall in an instant.

Before he could see it clearly, the shadow held out a hand, grabbed his hand and slammed it against the wall.

I passed out.

"I don't have time to play with you." Gao sneered and kicked Lao Diao, who had fainted on the ground. He bent down and took the key from his belt. His eyes fell on the 89 warehouse.

A fine step from far and near, there are about 1000 meters, this time, enough.

A shadow, Gao Leng, appeared at the door of No. 89 warehouse, took out the key, put it in, and twisted it.

The key is right.

He gave a little smile and a push.

But the door didn't move.

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