Chapter 8

There was a voice of pity on the phone: "there are mercenaries chasing. We just need to fire cold guns in the dark. You come back first. If you meet the police on the way, run into the mountains. I'll take the rest. Are you sure song drove a car today? "

Baldheaded immediately nodded and said: "yes, there are fange and Fengge. They can't escape any more."

Hang up the phone, far ahead of the road, a truck stopped at the side of the road to rest came out, a man with a scar on the corner of his mouth, facing a humanitarian in the cockpit: "brother fan, the ambush in front of me has failed, and song's desire for survival is very strong. We are the last line of defense, but we can't miss any more. "

In the cab of the truck sat a man in a Chinese tunic suit. He was leisurely cutting his nails without raising his head. It seemed that he didn't hear Feng GE's words at all.

A pit nearly two meters wide has been dug beside the car, which has completely cut off the whole road. Four or five men stood before the pit, and they had thrown the shovel into machine gun.

Brother Feng had a cold look in his eyes, and he said with compassion: "Song's family name is always in front of and behind. Today, he only drives one car. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Everyone be ready, he must not escape

The men responded in unison, quickly covered the camouflage cloth on the pit, stepped back two steps, and waited for the arrival of the bulletproof car with the machine gun.

Yin Ziyu drove the car rapidly, and just turned the intersection, he saw a truck parked on the side of the road. Originally, there was a truck on the side of the road, but after a casual glance, Yin Ziyu suddenly became nervous.

Hit the steering wheel, the car suddenly came to a tail flick, tires on the ground screeching, spinning toward the front brake.

Qian Linfang on the back seat covered her chest. Her face was pale and she was about to vomit. Song Zongzhi's face was also ugly, but his worry about life overcame his vertigo. He always stared at the front of the car and kept silent.

In the process, Yin Ziyu's left wrist flashed cold, and a razor with sharp light suddenly came into his hand, hiding between his four fingers, looking very flexible. If you don't observe carefully, you can't see the existence of the razor at all.

When song Zongzhi saw this scene, he was shocked. This Yin Ziyu is calm in such a hail of bullets. He not only has excellent driving skills, but also can always find a way to break the other side's siege. If he had never experienced such a scene, he would never believe it.

If such a person is still high or low in the United States, who can become the elite? If you really use him to wash dishes and deliver takeout, it's really overqualified.

Although the car brake in time, but the left two wheels still can not escape the trap. In less than a step away from the trap, the car body sank slightly, but it broke the camouflage and sank.

A group of people who had been waiting on the side immediately gathered around and surrounded the car. Yelling for the people inside to come out. But obviously, I didn't cooperate with you before, and I said everything in a mess.

Yin Ziyu quickly glanced at the people outside and found that they were yellow skin and black hair. He immediately decided that these people should be Xingzhen. However, such guys are obviously a mob, far less threatening than the mercenaries behind.

Being pointed at by a group of black guns, song Zongzhi and Qian Linfang are still scared, even though they know it's a bulletproof car. If they were caught here, I'm afraid the big pit below would be their burial place.

The window rolled down slowly and a hand stretched out to show surrender. Before going out, Yin Ziyu whispered to the elder brother of the bodyguard: "take the pistol, don't be merciful at the critical moment!"

The elder brother of the bodyguard tightened his pistol and nodded gently. It was the first time he met this critical moment, and he couldn't help sweating his palms.

Yin Ziyu then cried out to surrender and opened the door and went out.

When I got out of the car, I immediately observed the surrounding situation and found that there were six people, one machine gun, three pistols and two people holding baseball bats. The two closest to him are all wearing grenades, which are really rare in China.

Holding his hands high, Yin Ziyu looked frightened and took the initiative to step forward. He arrived at the same angle that he calculated instantly.

"Pull out the ones surnamed song. Those mercenaries who want to get a high price are just a bunch of rubbish. In the end, it's not up to us to do it?" Brother Feng laughed.

Originally in the truck cockpit, the man in Zhongshan suit, who was boring to cut his fingernails, suddenly looked awe inspiring and yelled: "no, it's murderous!"

It's late, it's fast. Yin Ziyu's hands suddenly flashed with cold light, and his hands passed quickly among several people around him with extremely fast speed. In front of each person, he just touched him like a dragonfly skimming water, and then turned to another person with a perfect arc. As if the angle had been calculated before, he took off the grenade from several people, kicked away the guy behind him, reached for the machine gun, carried two long baseball bats on the pit surface, opened the door and went back to the car.The machine gun and grenade to the co pilot's bodyguard brother, casually ordered: "save some use, there are mercenaries behind to catch up, the key moment to use this greeting."

After that, as soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the steering wheel hit hard, and the rear wheels roared and bounced. With the two baseball bats smashed, the bulletproof car returned to the road at this time.

At this time, a few surrounded guys burst out of blood, all rolled their eyes and fell down.

Qian Linfang didn't expect to see such a bloody scene. She screamed and covered her eyes. Tears came out again.

The car reversed a little, adjust the direction, Yin Ziyu instantly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the car roared forward.

The man in Chinese tunic suit just ran to brother Feng with a scar on the corner of his mouth. After shaking hard, he found that he had completely lost his mind. He took out two pistols from his back and shot them at the bulletproof car.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rear windshield was hit several times at the same position in a row, leaving a clear white mark, showing the opponent's excellent shooting skills.

But Yin Ziyu didn't care at all. He showed a calm smile at the corner of his mouth and continued to run away without looking back.

The rear of the car also jingled, which made people's heart beat wildly. Obviously, the other side didn't give up.

Yin Ziyu is protected by a bulletproof car and doesn't care about the impact of bullets. After a look in the rearview mirror, I found that the man in Zhongshan suit quickly ran back to the compartment of the truck. A moment later, he flew out on a motorcycle, chasing and shooting angrily