The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 392 The sword is not old, Liu Ziheng!
The capital is a charming city. Even when it is getting dark, the train station is still full of people.

At the exit of the train station, Liu Ziheng put his hands in his pockets and kept searching the crowd on his feet. After a while, his eyes focused on a beautiful figure, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bingbing, here, here!" Liu Ziheng yelled, pulling his neck and trying to squeeze towards the exit.

"I see!" Yan Bingbing waved his hand, and approached the exit little by little.

After a while, Yan Bingbing finally squeezed out from the crowd. Liu Ziheng hurriedly took the luggage from Yan Bingbing's body, wiped the sweat from Yan Bingbing's forehead, and said fondly, "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Yan Bingbing grinned and said, "I bought the sleeper."

"Let's go, take you to dinner." Liu Ziheng pulled Yan Bingbing's arm and said, "Then I will send you back to school."

"I want to eat fried jelly." Yan Bingbing said happily.

"Arrangement!" Liu Ziheng smiled, and dragged Yan Bingbing and the two towards Liu Ziheng's car.

At the same time, at the exit of the station, six burly men looked at each other and followed.

These six burly men were naturally arranged by Bai Hao to kidnap Yan Bingbing, and they had already located Yan Bingbing's cell phone through informal means.

The railway station is about 25 kilometers away from Jingyi. It is located in a suburban area. You have to pass a road before you can get on the elevated road around the city.

It is already past ten o'clock at night, and there are not too many cars on the road. This time period is also the only time period in Beijing where there is no traffic jam.

In the car, Liu Ziheng was driving the car and chatting with Yan Bingbing without a word, the atmosphere was very relaxed.

At this moment, a Buick that had been following Liu Ziheng suddenly accelerated and ran into the vehicle where Liu Ziheng was.

"Peng!"

With a loud noise, the buttocks behind Liu Ziheng's vehicle were instantly dented.

"Squeak!"

Liu Ziheng felt that the car was being rear-ended, so he tapped the brakes and stopped the car in place.

"What's wrong?" Yan Bingbing asked a little nervously.

"I was rear-ended by the car behind." Liu Ziheng smiled sideways, and comforted him, "It's okay, I'll go down and deal with it, and it will be fine soon."

"Okay." Yan Bingbing nodded.

Afterwards, Liu Ziheng unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and walked out.

"I'm sorry Ang! Brother!" Just as Liu Ziheng got down, a middle-aged strong man walked over quickly, and said with an apologetic expression, "I'm really sorry, I just answered a call and didn't pay attention."

Liu Ziheng glanced down at his car, and said, "Take a photo, leave a phone number, and use your insurance to go directly to the fast lane. I'm in a hurry here."

"Don't move!" Taking advantage of Liu Ziheng's unpreparedness, the middle-aged man took out the pistol pinned to his waist, and said to Liu Ziheng, "Move and kill you!"

Liu Ziheng stared at the muzzle of the middle-aged strong man, froze for a moment, his face instantly became terrified, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother...Brother, why are you taking out...a gun for this matter?"

"Bang Dang! Bang Dang"

At this moment, the door of the Buick was opened again, and two middle-aged men got out of the car and walked quickly towards Liu Ziheng's car.

"Brother, do you want money?" Liu Ziheng asked with sweat on his forehead.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense!" The middle-aged strong man scolded, grabbed Liu Ziheng by the neck and was about to drag Liu Ziheng into his car.

Liu Ziheng didn't know the opponent's way, and was worried about Yan Bingbing's safety, so he didn't say anything, regardless of the threat of the gun, he directly attacked.

"Fuck Nima!"

Liu Ziheng cursed angrily. He clenched his right hand and slammed his fist directly on the opponent's stomach. Then he quickly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the body of the opponent's gun, and suddenly lifted it up. He directly snatched the opponent's pistol. , hit the opponent's nose directly.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, the other party fell directly on his back to the ground.

The next second, Liu Ziheng suddenly turned his gun, pointed at the two strong men next to him, and cursed loudly, "Fuck you! Move and I'll kill you!"

The two strong men were stunned when they heard the sound.

Two seconds, just two seconds, the situation was reversed.

Liu Ziheng, the sword is not old!
"Squeak!"

At this moment, another car rushed over in an instant, and parked violently beside Liu Ziheng. Two black muzzles pointed at Liu Ziheng at the windows of the co-pilot and the rear seat.

"What's the matter? Let's do it?" The strong man in the car replied squinting with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Come on!"

Liu Ziheng cursed with red eyes, raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and the head of the co-pilot's middle-aged strong man was instantly shattered by a bullet, and blood spilled all over the car in an instant.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in the back seat also pulled the trigger. Liu Ziheng ducked his head sideways, and a cloud of blood burst out from his shoulder blades.

Liu Ziheng did not take a step back, pulled the muzzle of the gun horizontally, and pulled the trigger again at the middle-aged man in the back seat. Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly dodged for a while, and the bullet entered the car, shattering the glass on the other side .

At the same time, the two middle-aged men on the other side also pulled out pistols from their back waists, pointing their guns at Liu Ziheng.

Seeing this, Yan Bingbing shouted in horror, "Ziheng, be careful!"

"brush!"

Hearing the sound, Liu Ziheng bent down reflexively.

"Bang! Bang!"

As soon as he bent down, the other party pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the car door, splashing sparks.

When the two of them hadn't reacted, Liu Ziheng's figure reappeared, without even looking at the two people's positions behind him, he pulled the trigger with a wave of his hand.

The gunshot rang out, and the two strong men in the middle were shot in the chest and sat down on the ground.

Listen to the sound to identify the position!

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the back seat poked his head out again, and shot Liu Ziheng directly in the back.

"brush!"

Liu Ziheng suffered from pain, turned his head instantly, and shot two shots with his hands.

The middle-aged man was unable to dodge in time, was shot in the head and died instantly.

"Weng buzzing..."

Seeing that Liu Ziheng was so strong, the middle-aged driver started the car in a hurry and ran towards Liu Ziheng.

"Tap Tap!"

Liu Ziheng moved two steps sideways to avoid the car, raised his gun at the middle-aged driver and pulled the trigger.

However, there was only an empty sound from the gun, and there was no more bullets!
"Run! Run the fuck!"

The middle-aged driver scratched his neck and yelled, and drove towards Liu Ziheng again. Because the distance was too close, the other party's speed could not be raised at all, and Liu Ziheng easily avoided it.

The middle-aged man who had just been kneeled by Liu Ziheng took this opportunity to help the two companions who had been shot in the chest, and quickly got into the car.

"Weng buzzing..."

In the next second, the two cars quickly left the spot and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

They were so frightened by Liu Ziheng that they didn't dare to fight Liu Ziheng to the death. They also forgot that Liu Ziheng's pistol was out of bullets.

Seeing the other party leave, Liu Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, leaned against his car, and panted heavily.

Not long after sitting down, the ground was stained red with blood.

"Bang!"

At this time, Yan Bingbing opened the car door in a panic and got out of the car, supported Liu Ziheng with tears, and asked urgently, "How are you? Where are you hurt?"

"I...I'm fine." Liu Ziheng grinned and said, "It's just a few thieves, don't be afraid."

"Hospital! Go to the hospital!" Yan Bingbing said, quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed 120.

(End of this chapter)