The door of Mott's house suddenly opened, and the young man with dreadlocks had no idea.

The young man with dreadlocks looked up in horror and saw five gunmen wearing white hoods, wearing white clothes, and carrying m4a1 assault rifles behind him rushed out of Mot's home.

The gunmen suddenly rushed out and did not give the young man gnawed to react at all, and pressed him to the ground.

"Sure enough, something happened!"

Unexpectedly, someone was lying here...

Seeing the young man with dreadlocks being pressed to the ground by the gunmen, Zhang Yu pulled out the pistol bullet and loaded it, opened the car door and stood up, aimed at the gunmen and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Several bullets were fired, and in a short while, three gunmen were killed by one shot.

The remaining gunmen noticed this scene and their faces changed slightly. They immediately let go of the dreaded young man, hid on both sides of the steps, raised their guns and aimed at the direction where Zhang Yu was, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da da!"

The bullets fired from the m4a1 assault rifle were quickly shot at Zhang Yu.

When Zhang Yu noticed that the other party fired a gun, he hurriedly hid behind the car door and avoided the bullets.

The car driven by Zhang Yu has undergone special modifications. The doors are made of pure steel and can withstand bullets, so Zhang Yu is fearless.

Listening to the jingling sounds on the car door, Zhang Yu held the pistol and narrowed his eyes. At this time, he was running rapidly in his brain, and he calculated the time when the gunman changed the bullets.

Seeing that Zhang Yu had been suppressed by himself, one gunman covered him and the other gunman rushed straight to the young man with a dreadlocked braid on the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Yu's eyes flashed.

"Light sensing shooting!"

With Zhang Yu's intentions moving, there were countless lights gathering in front of Zhang Yu's eyes, and these lights gradually condensed into a line, which was a ballistic line.

His eyes tilted, and he saw a gunman running straight to the young man with a dreadlocked braid. Zhang Yu directly stretched out his pistol and instantly locked the running gunman, and then he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The running gunman was shot in the head by Zhang Yu and fell to the ground instantly.

The remaining gunmen also realized that Zhang Yu was a tough guy and hid behind the steps and did not dare to move around.

From the moment the gunfight began, pedestrians on the street screamed and fled here.

Now, there are only Zhang Yu, the young man with dreadlocks and the gunman on the street.

"Why don't you run?"

Zhang Yu stood up and aimed at the gunman behind the steps, shouting at the young man with a dreadlocked braid on the ground.

In addition, you have a stronger reconnaissance ability and a weaker group in other aspects. How did this kid survive until now?

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, the young man with dreadlocks reacted and hurriedly ran towards his car.

Zhang Yu hid behind the car door and raised his gun to cover the young man with a dreadlocked braid.

Seeing the young man with dreadlocks get up and run away, the gunman hiding behind the steps, secretly complaining in his heart.

Can't let him run away.

Then, the gunman raised his gun and aimed at the young man with a dreadlock. Obviously, he wanted to kill the young man with a shot.

But the gunman didn't know that when he raised the gun and aimed, half of his head was exposed.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yu aimed at half of the exposed head of the gunman and pulled the trigger.

The gunshot sounded, and the gun in the gunman's hand fell down, and then he fell behind the steps.

After dealing with the remaining gunman, Zhang Yu changed the magazine for the pistol and raised the gun to cover the young man with a dreadlocked braid.

Just as the young man with a dreadlocked braid was about to run to his car, Zhang Yu suddenly saw a reflection on the bell tower a hundred meters ahead of him.

"Sniper!"

Seeing the reflection of the sniper lens, Zhang Yu didn't care about it and raised his hand to aim at the position of the sniper in the bell tower, and shot all the bullets in the magazine in one breath.

While Zhang Yu fired the gun, the sniper on the bell tower also pulled the trigger.

A bloody flower burst out from the running young man with a dreadlocked right calf and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

Although Zhang Yu killed the sniper on the bell tower in time, the sniper shot the young man with a dreadlock before he died.

The young man who was knocked down to the ground spit out the blood from his teeth in his mouth and struggled to crawl towards his car.

The distance of more than ten meters is now as far away as a few hundred meters for the young man with dreadlocks.

Just as Zhang Yu was planning to help the young man with dreadlocks, two white trucks drove from both sides of the street.

More than twenty gunmen who were dressed like Mot's doorstep jumped from the wing.

They were well trained and divided into two groups.

A group of people used the m4a1 assault rifle in their hands to suppress and shoot Zhang Yu, preventing him from going to help the injured young man with dreadlocks.

Another group of people went straight to the injured young man crawling on the ground.

Obviously, this was a professional person, and for a moment, his face changed slightly.

The other party used an assault rifle, and Zhang Yu used a pistol, and the firepower difference between the two was very large.

Although there are many skills that can assist Zhang Yu, the firepower difference between the two is very large and is not at the same level at all, which is extremely unfavorable for Zhang Yu.

For a moment, even Zhang Yu's expression slightly condensed.

"No, no bullets!"

At this time, Zhang Yu's face changed slightly again. His bullets were obviously exhausted. Before, when he left the warehouse, he took two magazine bullets.

Now, Zhang Yu killed more than a dozen gunmen and fired all the bullets.

The gunman on the opposite side felt that there was no movement on Zhang Yu's side. For a moment, he no longer continued to shoot, but held his gun and aimed at Zhang Yu's car to prevent him from rushing out suddenly.

The young man with dreadlocks was mounted by another group of gunmen and dragged back into the truck.

After the young man with dreadlocks was put on the car, the two groups of people retreated back to the car in an orderly manner.

"It's a problem now!"

Zhang Yu, who had no bullets, had his face condensed, and he could only watch the two white vans leave.

I fell into the trap! This Mott is pretending to be crazy here!

I can't stay here for a long time, as the gunshots will lead the B Army to the scene.

Drive back to the warehouse, Zhang Yu walked towards Mot's room angrily and kicked open the door.

In the room, Fat was staring at Mot who was greedying on the bed.

Seeing Zhang Yu kicking in the door, Fat stood up and asked.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yu did not make sense to Fat, but walked to Mot and punched Mot hard.

"Uh!"

Originally, Mott could not withstand Zhang Yu's punch. In addition, Mott was a little weak after not eating for several days, so Zhang Yu's punch directly hit Mott bleeding.

"I didn't expect that you would pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of me, and you are really looking for death!"

At this time, Zhang Yu was also a little angry. He punched Mot without finishing it. He jumped onto the bed and sat on Mot, punching Mot in the face.

"Zhang Yu!"

Seeing Zhang Yu like this, Fat hurried forward and desperately stopped Zhang Yu.

If you don't stop him, Mote will probably be beaten to death by Zhang Yu.

"What happened, Zhang Yu?"

Fat finally pulled Zhang Yu away from Mot and asked.

"This guy asked us to deliver a letter to him. There was an ambush in his house and was waiting for us to deliver a letter to him."

"What's the meaning?

I don't understand very much."

Hearing Fat's words, Zhang Yu sighed, calmed down, and said to Fat.

"There were people in ambush near his house, we were ambushed, your man was captured."

After saying that, Zhang Yu looked at Mot who fainted on the bed with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"What!"

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Fat widened his eyes and said in disbelief.
Chapter completed!