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Chapter 540 A good show

"Ah! Killed!"

Kou Zihu and the two men joined the young people who were watching the wind in the lobby of the hotel, walked out of the door, and rushed into the night with guns, leaving only two waitresses screaming because of the shooting.

at the same time.

Xu Enzeng, Shi Zhenmei, and Luoma in the monitoring point of the Secret Service Headquarters all lay down by the window, staring at the three shadows getting closer in the dark night with their six hands tightly grasping the window sill.

Big Yu finally took the bait, it doesn't matter if Gong is dead or not, as long as he can lock the underground party's headquarters in this way, then everything is worth it, besides, they didn't pay anything.

The defectors were all dead, so the agreed conditions naturally didn't have to be fulfilled, and the secret service headquarters saved a lot of money. Thinking of this, Xu Enzeng couldn't help showing a mysterious smile on his face.

How to repay the account is a university question. I can say that Gong Zizai has already collected the money. The amount is just a few thousand oceans. Anyway, it is the money of the national government, so it is useless.

"Report to the director, our people have followed. I have deployed operatives at all nearby intersections. Even if the underground party knows that this is a trap, it is useless. As long as the other party appears, they will not be able to escape."

The llama's eyes glowed, and he explained excitedly: "I have innovated the three-on-one tracking method. Ten people track one person in sections. With the peripheral surveillance, they can't escape."

Shi Zhenmei also smiled and nodded: "Having learned the lesson from last time, the personnel this time have been strictly checked, and they are also good at intelligence, so they can definitely wipe out the underground party."

Xu Enzeng straightened his body and crossed his hips, his eyes were filled with water. How long has it been? How long has it been so smooth for him? Those tragedies in the past flashed in his mind one after another.

humiliated.

be blamed.

betrayed.

Be laughed at.

got shot.

He raised his head to hold back the tears, and said with a sob in his mouth: "Tell everyone, after the task is completed, there will be a lot of rewards. I will report your heroic deeds to the leader and discuss your meritorious deeds."

"Boom~"

A sudden loud noise interrupted Xu Enzeng's painting, and a car parked near the monitoring point was turned into a pile of scrap iron in the flames, and the secret service headquarters personnel in the car had no bones left.

Before the others could react, seven or eight masked men jumped out of the darkness, and the weapons in their hands opened fire immediately, and the spies disguised as pedestrians and traders fell to the ground one by one.

"Bang, bang."

Kouzihu, who was walking, moved when he heard the sound. He lifted his robe with both hands and pulled out two pistols from the back of his waist. He shot left and right at the street lights on the street. The light bulb shattered in response, and the scene became pitch black.

Without lighting, he and the two teammates behind him didn't even look for cover. They walked on the street in a triangular formation as if no one else was there. With the help of the bright light from the burning cars, they harvested lives with one shot at a time.

On the side of the road, a special agent who was knocked into the air by the blast wave staggered and struggled to get up. He shook his head and tried to find the enemy, but when he looked up, he saw a pair of cold eyes.

"boom."

The bullet entered through the eye socket and exited from the back of the head. The huge impact caused the man's head to be lifted sharply, throwing a blood line five or six meters long and splashing on the red brick wall not far away.

Seeing this rare scene, Kouzihu kept his face unchanged, and continued to walk among the terrified crowd and panicked spies. Every time he fired a shot, someone would fall to the ground, and his marksmanship was very precise.

All this happened within a few seconds. The Secret Service Headquarters was caught off guard. The surveillance personnel scattered everywhere died before they could resist. The dead bodies soon filled the streets.

Xu Enzeng opened his mouth wide, and Aba Aba was speechless for a few times. In the blink of an eye, most of his subordinates were killed or injured. What on earth is the underground party going to do?

This is a public concession, and if there is such a big commotion, they are not afraid that Britain and the United States will carry out a large-scale raid in the jurisdiction. Or, this action was originally a warning to those foreign devils.

"Come, help!"

The llama was the first to wake up, and ran towards the gate with a roar. The members of the action team at Shanghai Station looked at each other. Running away was a death penalty, so they had to bite the bullet and follow.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually receding, Shi Zhenmei, who seemed to be in a daze, let out a breath quietly, and couldn't help sighing that it's nice to be young, even if your brain is not very good, can this matter be involved?
No matter who was responsible for it before, those who are in command now are indispensible. The tradition of the party and the state is to run for nothing and die for nothing. If you don’t do well, you do more mistakes. The llama still needs experience.

Then he glanced at Xu Enzeng out of the corner of his eye, and was surprised to find that the director's expression was also relaxed, and the sneaky eyes of the two happened to collide, which was a bit embarrassing.

"cough."

Xu Enzeng coughed, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "The underground party's actions are very fast, which shows that there are still problems within us, otherwise the other party would not be able to get relevant information so quickly.

You also bring people down to support, and you must catch the murderer who killed Gong Zizai. I want to see who dares to have an affair with the underground party. "

No, this old boy wants to throw the blame away.

Shi Zhenmei was startled, and immediately said neither humble nor overbearing: "Director, the current situation is unknown, I am afraid that the other party is trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain, your safety is the most important thing, what happened in Jiujiaxu must not be repeated.

What's more, Captain Luo is the number one action master in Shanghai Station. With him, the underground party can't overthrow the sky. If you are really worried, then I will accompany you to take a look. There are so many of us that we are not afraid of traps. "

As soon as this statement came out, the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground. Xu Enzeng's expression was like a marquee, red for a while, then blue for a while, and he never mentioned the matter of letting Shi Zhenmei go out.

At this time, the sound of gunshots outside kept ringing, and the unrelated pedestrians had already hid in the corners. A burst of gunfire occasionally flashed in the darkness, and it was unknown which side was shooting.

"Chief, it's time to retreat."

The young man who was in the hotel lobby shouted nonsense at the mouth, and then shot the agent behind the trash can across the street. The bullet pierced through two thin layers of iron and hit him in the chest.

"You retreat, I will cover."

Kouzihu, that is, the chief fired a few bullets to force the enemy in the corner to retreat, while pressing the release button to drop the clip, and accurately inserted the magazine into the two spare clips on his waist.

Then he put the sleeves of the two guns against each other, and the rear sight and the bullet port collided with each other when sliding left and right, and the pistol was loaded with a click, and the surrounding spies were dumbfounded.

(Easter egg has a video, the review is very slow)
There is only one person in Shanghai and Shanghai who can do this unique skill, and that is the captain of the underground party's Teke Red Team. No wonder the opponent's marksmanship is so accurate, and he doesn't even need to aim when he kills the street lights.

The people present swallowed their saliva when they thought of the legend about this person, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes. This is a living hell king, and there are not a hundred or eighty members of the party and state who died in his hands.

Once, the other party pretended to be drinking water on the side of the road, and in the blink of an eye, three underground party traitors wandering on the street were shot dead.

Terrible motherfuckers.

So except for a few newcomers who didn't know the depth, most of the spies chose to stay where they were. They joined the Secret Service Headquarters for the sake of prestige and money, not to do their best.

"Boom."

The chief didn't know what they were thinking. He raised his gun at [-] degrees with both hands and backed away. When he saw the Leng Touqing who dared to show his head, he shot. He suppressed dozens of frightened enemies by himself.

People from the underground party took the opportunity to disperse, as long as they ran into the criss-cross lanes, no one would be able to find them again. The llama was furious and shouted loudly at his subordinates with a gun pointed at them.

"Quick, go up, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he will be alone. If you catch the leader of the red team, you will be rewarded with a thousand oceans. If you let the opponent go like this, one of us will count as one, and we will all be punished by Shangfeng."

The heads of the secret agents are lower, MD, a thousand oceans want to buy their lives, it is a bit cheaper, as for the punishment, let's punish them, the chairman can't kill them all, the law does not blame the public.

"waste!"

The llama cursed bitterly, but his feet didn't move. The two sides have been fighting for several years, and he knows the ability of that person very well. In terms of marksmanship alone, ten of them stacked on top of each other can't compare with the opponent.

At this time, the car that had been burning for a long time burst into flames again, which made him jump and roll to the cover in a fright. After landing, he quickly touched his body, and after confirming that he had not been shot, he closed his mouth wisely.

"Woo~woo~woo~"

The sound of police cars from the patrol house in the distance wafted in the night sky, but strangely, no car approached after ringing for a long time.

After all, there are not many forces who dare to exchange fire in the concession. They are not strong men who lick blood at the edge of their swords, or those desperate underground parties. Only lunatics want to deal with each other, and life is important.

Knowing that the development of the matter was as he predicted, the chief stepped a little faster, and it didn't take long before he retreated to an alley. Before turning around and leaving, he threw a smoke bomb.

White smoke enveloped the alley in an instant, blocking the scene in the alley, which made the people in the Secret Service Headquarters afraid to make a decision, let alone chase, God knows if the killing god would ambush him.

"Nice, well done."

On the roof of a small building near the scene of the firefight, a certain bald man looked at the chief's back with his eyes shining, and he looked eager to jump down and fight the opponent for [-] rounds.

"Deputy Director, you guessed it right. These bastards in one place really said one thing and did another, and they clearly promised you to act together, but they jumped on them when they saw the benefits. They really can't change their shit."

Looking at the spies at the Shanghai station who dared not move, Wu Chunyang looked disdainful. Gui Youguang and Shen Dongxin stood beside him. They watched a good show for free, and it was not in vain for them to wait all night.

"Hehe, close the team."

Zuo Zhong crossed his arms and said, a smile flashed across his face, there is no need to provoke Xu Enzeng now, the other party will come to ask for help at the latest tomorrow morning, rushing is not a business.

(End of this chapter)