Section 227

The car fell silent.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The container truck stopped and the container box opened.

The police car backed up and backed into a huge warehouse.

From entering the tunnel to entering the warehouse.

The police car was never exposed to any surveillance.

Click, click, click... The gun safety was turned on and the sound of bullets being loaded was heard.

There were eight people standing in the warehouse with guns pointed at the police car.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Liu Qiang suddenly laughed, "No need to pretend, I know you are not unconscious at all, and I am also trying to trick you. No matter how powerful you are, can you hide against eight submachine guns?"

As if responding to him, Zhou Chen opened his eyes.

The weak look was gone. He looked at Liu Qiang calmly, then turned to look at the eight people outside the car.

Yes, he was pretending to be unconscious.

The other party also knew his pretense and deliberately acted with him to trick him into ambush him here.

No normal person can run away from eight submachine guns.

We can only sit back and wait for death!

"You don't need me to ask you to get out of the car, do you?"

Liu Qiang looked at Zhou Chen coldly and pointed to the open car door.

Zhou Chen took steps and stepped out of the police car.

Ignoring the eight submachine guns and eight people, he looked not far away in the warehouse.

I saw a man covered in blood lying on the ground.

If you hadn't seen the man's chest rising and falling slightly, you might have thought he was a corpse.

And this person is none other than Zhang Tu!

"Hand over your things."

Liu Qiang's words sounded coldly.

Looking away, Zhou Chen looked at Liu Qiang.

To be precise, he was looking at the person standing next to Liu Qiang.

One was about 183cm tall, with a strong body, no emotion in his eyes, and an expression so cold that no fluctuation could be seen.

As Zhou Chen said in the car, this person was the spy who assassinated the old academician and three scientific researchers.

You could also say he is an agent!

The other eight people may be from the Sakura Kingdom or the Dragon Kingdom.

"¨"Last question."

Turning his head, Zhou Chen looked at Liu Qiang calmly.

"What?"

Liu Qiang looked at Zhou Chen with a smile, his eyes also looking at a dead man.

Of course, he won't kill Zhou Chen now.

Zhou Chen, who was still alive, needed to open the gate of Dragon Kingdom for them and take them away.

"Have you ever thought about how painful it would be if you got caught."

Zhou Chen said very seriously, "Is it so painful that you wish you had never been born?"

moment.

Two cold gleams shot out of Liu Qiang's eyes, and the anger that had just appeared on his face disappeared.

He shook his head with a smile, and the skin on his face looked ferocious because of the smile, "I have been lurking in your Dragon Kingdom for fifteen (Dehao Zhao) years, and you haven't caught me. It's even more impossible to catch me now, and forever. Not to me. To paraphrase your Dragon Country, it’s time for me to retire. I will live in the countryside of Sakura Country with my wife and children, enjoying the pastoral atmosphere for the rest of my life. Heirs, you only deserve to be a pathetic creature fooled by our Sakura Country!"

"Poor thing?"

Zhou Chen smiled, "Then let me show you how you were played to death by the poor guy."

When Liu Qiang heard these words, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly roared, "Kill him!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

In an instant, everyone's vision became blurred.

Zhou Chen turned into a black shadow, or an afterimage, in their eyes.

That's too fast.

It took less than a few seconds for the gunmen to pull the trigger.

Zhou Chen avoided the shooting range of the eight guns.

The hunting time begins! .

Chapter 223: Offering incense when meeting a Buddha, drawing a gun when meeting a thief (7 updates)

When everyone's eyes caught Zhou Chen's figure again.

He was already standing over a gunman.

With a click, the gunman's face and head were twisted behind his back.

Zhou Chen also took away the submachine gun from the gunman's hand.

Click, click, click... The submachine gun slid half a circle along with Zhou Chen's arm.

The magazine was empty, and the other seven gunmen widened their eyes in disbelief.

The seven people just stared and fell down!

The whole process started with Zhou Chen running around, killing the gunman, and grabbing the gun to kill.

Exactly three seconds passed.

Liu Qiang opened his mouth, stared at his eyes, and the veins on his forehead emerged one by one.

Looking stupidly at Zhou Chen who casually threw away his submachine gun, it was like looking at a ghost.

And his body had begun to tremble uncontrollably, and his legs were trembling.

Zhou Chen didn't even look at him, and looked at the agents beside Liu Qiang coldly.

At this time, the agent was also looking at Zhou Chen.

Those emotionless eyes finally showed some fluctuations.

There was shock and fear in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Give you a chance for a fair duel."

Zhou Chen walked towards him, "I'll let you make the first move."

In an instant, agent 137's eyes showed a look of shock and anger.

It's like two cowboys fighting each other.

One cowboy actually said to another cowboy: Let you shoot first.

This is such a naked humiliation, you don’t treat the other person as a human being at all!

The agent instantly raised his hand and pulled out a police gun.

The whole movement was smooth and fluid.

The Guinness Book of Records for the fastest man to draw a gun and shoot a gun is named Bob Munden.

The entire process from drawing the gun, aiming, and shooting only takes 0.21 seconds.

The agent in front of him was not that fast, but still very fast.

He only took 0.4 seconds to point the gun at Zhou Chen's forehead and pull the trigger...

Bang!

Puff!

Bang, the gun fired, but the bullet missed.

Puff, two fingers penetrated his neck and tore his trachea.

The luster in the agent's eyes faded, and he looked at Zhou Chen standing in front of him.

He watched the other party slowly pull out the two bloody fingers from his neck.

He stared at Zhou Chen's eyes, as if asking: Didn't we agree that you let me make the first move?

"Sorry."

Zhou Chen smiled at the agent in front of him (chch), "I was actually lying to you, idiot."

What era is it now? You don't have any gangster consciousness at all. You believe everything I say?

If you don't die, who will die!

Looking at the agent who fell to the ground, kicking and twitching desperately, Zhou Chen smiled and shook his head, "Be careful in your next life, pretending to be cool is only a moment, being shameless is forever!"

The agent stopped struggling and couldn't even take his last breath.

He stared at Zhou Chen with his eyes wide open, his pupils gradually dilated.

Dead!

Liu Qiang stood there blankly, his face pale.

Ten seconds?

Perhaps in less than ten seconds, his people were dead.