I want to be a super cop

Chapter 308 Gunshots
"How to say?"

Zhong Tian was controlling the steering wheel without looking at Brother Hammer: "Where are you going?"

Brother Hammer said angrily: "Do you really believe that I can let you go back?"

"hold head high."

Zhong Tianzheng responded, taking it for granted: "It's just a crime of reselling, and there's no need to make things worse, right? Even if you are caught in the future, it's still within the controllable range. If you take a life, then you will die gone."

"Hehe, the young man is quite good at talking."

Brother Zhui smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "You can dodge them."

Zhong Tianzheng did as he did, turning on the lights and flashing a few times. Not long after, the Buick GL8 in front stopped.

"You turn off the car and give me the key."

Brother Hammer swayed, took the car key from Zhong Tianzheng's hand, opened the door and got out of the car, threw it directly into the woods on the side of the road, turned around and walked towards the Buick.

Just then.

The passenger door of the Buick opened.

The middle-aged man with blood on his face and shattered tempered glass on his face woke up from a coma, got out of the car with distorted facial features, and walked towards the police car.

Zhong Tian was sitting in the car, looking at the middle-aged man with blood on his face, his heart skipped a beat.

Isn't this Nima here to seek revenge?
"you come down!"

really.

The injured middle-aged man pointed to Zhong Tianzheng in the driver's seat of the police car and shouted.

"..."

Zhong Tianzheng was speechless, opened the car door and went down.

"Just now, you got off the roof of the car and made me dizzy, didn't you? My face was so disfigured by you, don't you know?" The injured middle-aged man pushed Zhong Tianzheng, and began to curse : "Grass mud horse, you are quite capable, small group of bastards."

"..."

Zhong Tianzheng glanced at the middle-aged man and said nothing.

"Boom."

The injured middle-aged man kicked Zhong Tianzheng directly in the abdomen, kicking him onto the car body: "Come on, aren't you quite capable? Do it!"

"..."

Zhong Tianzheng gritted his teeth, but said nothing.

"Grass!"

The injured middle-aged man's temper exploded again, and he rushed forward to attack directly.

Zhong Tianzheng held his head with his hands to protect his head and allowed the middle-aged man to punch and kick him.

The middle-aged man was quite strong, so he hit him to the ground in twos and twos, and when he saw the opportunity, he punched Zhong Tianzheng on the nose, causing blood to flow out of his nose.

"Aren't you awesome for riding a horse!"

"Look at what you can do, and how can you subdue the gangsters with a speeding car? Want to be on the news?! Stupid!"

The injured middle-aged man was beating and cursing at the same time, without holding back a bit.

Brother Hammer held Xiang'er, stood on the side frowning and looked at the middle-aged man who was getting started, and persuaded: "Okay, it's almost over, let's go, the police will catch up in a while."

"Grass, you step on the horse and let him do this for me to see!"

The injured middle-aged man scolded very hotly, and pointed at his own face excitedly: "What the hell are you doing, does this look like a human being? I'll get angry just thinking about it."

"..."

Brother Hammer was speechless and didn't speak any more.

"Grass!"

The injured middle-aged man continued to fight, beating and cursing.

Zhong Tian was lying on the ground, protecting his head with his hands, curling up his body as much as possible, finding the best posture to resist beating, and letting him vent.

"Alright, alright."

At this moment.

In the Buick, the young man opened the door and got out, yelling: "I'm going to beat him to death, I'm almost gone, the police are chasing me!"

"So what if you kill him!"

The injured middle-aged man scolded hot-tempered: "Things have gone wrong, and things have been lost. Will the boss give us a good face when we go back? Wait for the boss's anger!"

"Then why don't you kill another policeman to make things bigger?"

The young man was not happy for a moment: "The matter is so big today, we have all gone online with them, and there is no guarantee that the previous things will be leaked, so let's go!"

"Grass!"

The injured middle-aged man cursed and stopped, turned around and walked to the car: "Be careful next time when you speak, don't bring it up before. Why didn't you do anything that time? I'll kill him alone." Yes?"

"..."

on the ground.

Zhong Tianzheng couldn't help but froze when he heard this, and subconsciously glanced at the injured middle-aged man.

Just this moment.

Brother Hammer, who had been ringing by the side, immediately caught Zhong Tianzheng's eyes, walked to Zhong Tianzheng's side, squatted down, and pressed the cold tube directly on his head: "What are you looking at? ?”

"No."

Zhong Tianzheng wiped the nosebleed from his mouth, shook his head and said.

Brother Zhui squinted at Zhong Tianzheng, his eyes flickering, and the ring in his hand kept pressing against his head.

Zhong Tianzheng felt a "thump" in his heart, looked at Brother Hammer's eyes, and guessed that the other party would not let him off so easily, then his gaze shifted to Xiang'er in Brother Hammer's hand, and he quickly summed up in his heart.

Xiang'er was completely covered by a string of black tape, and it was unclear what the specific model was, but judging from the caliber, it was single caliber and very small, so it should be a revolver.

just.

Domestic firearms have always been extremely strictly controlled. Most of them are imitations of Type 56 and other styles. Revolvers are still extremely rare.

"Come down and take people away!"

After Brother Hammer paused for a few seconds, he suddenly shouted.

"What are you doing with him?"

The young man shouted: "Let's go!"

Brother Chui frowned and replied: "Go away, take the man away, he heard what you just said."

"..."

Zhong Tian's face froze.

Sure enough, Brother Hammer noticed the look in his eyes just now. If he was taken away by them, he would probably be cold.

Almost instantly.

Zhong Tianzheng had an idea.

He squinted at Xiang'er in Brother Hammer's hand, it would be cold sooner or later, so he had to give it a go.

"Da da da."

Zhong Tian was lying on the ground. The footsteps of the injured middle-aged man and the young man coming towards him were particularly clear. He moved his lips and sucked quickly. A mouthful of blood mixed with saliva accumulated instantly.

He squinted at Brother Hammer, glanced at the tube on his forehead from the corner of his eye, and was about to make a move.

Just momentarily.

The eyes of the two met.

Brother Zhui also caught his eyes.

"clatter."

"clatter."

Both sides moved at the same time.

Brother Hammer quickly reached out and pressed Zhong Tianzheng's neck directly.

Zhong Tianzheng opened his mouth with a "wow", and sprayed a mouthful of blood mixed with saliva towards Brother Hammer. At the same time, his head instantly twisted to avoid the muzzle of the revolver in his hand, and his left hand was simultaneously clasped towards Xiang'er in Brother Hammer's hand. The index finger was inserted precisely behind the trigger, preventing him from pressing the trigger.

The body that was originally curled up quickly stretched out, and the right foot was ready to go, like a cannonball, it quickly stretched out and kicked Brother Hammer's abdomen.

All this happened in just a moment.

The two scuffled together in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the young man and the injured middle-aged man ran over quickly and were about to start.

on the ground.

The focus of Zhong Tianzheng's contention is Xiang'er in Brother Hammer's hand.

"Snapped."

An abrupt sound resounded on the road.

(End of this chapter)