Chapter 1779

He could not bear to think about it. There was a burst of gunfire outside. Someone shouted in the driver's seat and came to rob prisoners. The two police officers glared at Mu yuan fiercely, loaded their guns and hurriedly got out of the car. Mu yuan quickly untied his handcuffs. According to ye Tingyun's intelligence, Bruce's people won't catch up so soon. There are at least three hours left. Unless they come by helicopter, it's unlikely.

The gunfire continued, and there were some familiar sounds, but soon it was silent again. He pressed his hand at the beginning of the night, and his voice was cold, "stay here!"

He jumped out of the car and was immediately pointed at with a gun. Several police officers were lying on the ground, bleeding into a river. This was not an intercontinental highway, but a slightly remote highway. It was not the direction they drove to the urban area at all. It was deserted, surrounded by several ranches, but no one. A military jeep forced their car to stop in the middle of the road.

Mu yuan looked around and pointed a gun at him. The man's arms were full of green dragon tattoos. He was a black man, tall but very strange. He had never seen him. The other men also looked quite rough and crazy. The Green Dragon Tattoos on their arms were all uniform, looking like a mercenary team.

"Boss, it's a man, not a woman."

One of them opened the carriage, sat calmly at the beginning of the night, looked on with cold eyes, and seemed to tilt his head. The black brother took the photo and compared it, "boss, I found someone, what about this man?"

His muzzle was still facing Mu yuan. A man not far away seemed to be dealing with the police officers and casually replied, "kill it."

Just at the moment when his voice fell, Mu yuan put his hands forward, patted him on the mouth of the tiger, lifted it up, and the muzzle of the gun was facing the sky. The man's mouth of the tiger was numb. Mu yuan twisted his arms in his hands, grabbed his gun, bent his knees up against his lower abdomen, and the man screamed. Mu yuan knocked him unconscious with one hand, and touched another gun and cartridge clip on his waist.

The whole action is like countless drills, one at a time, flowing.

The rest of the mercenary team came to their senses and no longer cared about the police officers. Mu yuan raised his gun to the right point and ordered Yechu to go to the front co pilot cabin. They seemed to throw a rat repellent at Yechu and dared not shoot. Mu yuan suppressed it with fire, quickly got on the car, stepped on the accelerator, rushed straight ahead, and crashed the jeep in the way.

The car was knocked off the road and caught fire. The mercenaries did not chase, but went to see their injured brother.

"Boss, they escaped."

"Ask Bruce what happened and how a man came out." He is also an extremely powerful man.

When Jack arrived, the whole road was closed, becoming a large-scale murder scene. The police officers were completely destroyed. Jack's face was extremely ugly. His face, which had not yet recovered, was as white as frost and snow, his icy blue eyes were like wind and snow, and his fists were clenched with bones.

The white cloth covered the body, a dazzling white, "Sir, did they kill someone and escape?"

There was no monitoring here, the police car disappeared, and the police officers were all dead, but the prisoner escaped. There was no second explanation except for the prisoner's murder and escape. Jack raised his hand, "impossible."

Xiao Yuan is not a murderous person. Even if he is arrested, it will cause international problems, lose the face of the family, and be punished. He is absolutely impossible to kill and escape from prison. Like him, these people are loyal to the country and serve the public. He can't do it.