A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 402 Is That Excellent! (Seek full order)
PS: I’m going back to my parents’ house tomorrow. I don’t know if it can be updated normally. In summer, I wish everyone a New Year’s greeting in advance. Happy New Year, brothers, I wish you all the best and everything goes smoothly.

Immediately after the police arrived at the scene, they began to deploy surveillance and prepare for a storm. In the last news interview vehicle, Hua Shier and Sun Dasheng were wearing bulletproof vests and steel helmets like other operatives.

Although Hua Twelve has a detached state of five senses, this kind of small scene where the police arrest drug dealers does not need to be as exaggerated as wearing a bulletproof vest, but at this time, he is not good at being independent.

Picking up the bulletproof vests and helmets that Cao Yi threw on the car when he set off, and distributed them to Zhu Jia and a few male reporters who came to carry the cameras, Hua Twelve ordered, "Put these on!"

Zhu Jia was a little reluctant, but several other male reporters started to equip.

Just kidding, the police and special police who started to control outside are now even showing their submachine guns. In this kind of scene, reporters like them might get a box lunch if they can't keep up, and only fools will refuse.

Zhu Jia was obviously not a fool. Seeing her colleague's attitude, she also realized the seriousness of the situation, and asked Hua Shier to help her get the body armor and helmet.

Seeing that these reporters were almost done, Sun Dasheng checked the pistol, and then said to Hua Twelve:
"Brother, I haven't encountered such a big case for many years. We have to participate. These reporters can trouble you to take care of them. I will receive the military medal when I get my brother."

When this guy said this, he had to sing: "Military medal, half of me, and half of you."

The tone-deaf tone amused everyone in the car, and the tense atmosphere before the start of the action was instantly diluted a lot.

Hua Twelve pointed at the camera and said with a smile to Sun Dasheng: "Congratulations, it's turned on, and your tone-deficient appearance is about to enter thousands of households!"

"I"

Sun Dasheng wanted to call me fucked, but when the words came to his lips, thinking that it might be on the news, he quickly changed his words: "I'm very relieved!"

He turned his head to discuss with Zhu Jia: "Is it okay to cut this paragraph and stop broadcasting it?"

Zhu Jia smiled and nodded, but as a journalist, how could she give up such an interesting scene, especially before the action against drug dealers, the criminal police who participated in the action showed such a down-to-earth side, this must be on the news.

Sun Dasheng didn't know that he was going to be famous soon, so he believed it was true, and seeing that almost everyone got out of the car outside, he opened the car door with a clatter, and was the first to jump out with a gun.

Hua Twelve followed, and when he got out of the car, he turned his head and said, "Zhu Jia, I'll let you go later, let's go again, I'll let you stop, you must stop!"

He didn't want anything to happen to these reporters under his protection. Wouldn't that put him, an excellent criminal policeman, in the dark.

"Turn on the lights! Squad [-], Squad [-], snipers, commandos! Quick! Quick! Quick!"

Policeman Cao Yi's voice was very low, but everyone could hear him clearly.

With a swish, all the car lights were turned on, and the straight lights shot out, illuminating the dark factory building not far away.

As soon as the light was turned on, a lot of commotions suddenly came from the dark and quiet workshop over there. Although the voices were far away, they could be heard clearly in the night wind and fell into Hua Twelve's ears. Clearly, the factory seemed like a nest of mice that had suddenly woken up.

Cao Yi waved his hand and shouted in a low voice, "Action!"

Immediately, dozens of armed special police officers were divided into many teams, scattered to the dark corner where the light could not reach, and then quickly moved towards the factory building.

Seeing this, Zhu Jia immediately became excited, and greeted the male reporter under him:
"Follow up with the brigade, go in quickly, carry the camera, and be sure to grab first-hand information."

After she finished speaking, she held the microphone, followed dozens of assaulting special police officers deep and shallow, and groped in.

Cao Yi also saw that Zhu Jia followed him, and smiled bitterly. The other party had a special status, and he, a small sub-bureau deputy director, could not manage it. If he spoke harshly, he might offend others.

So he could only turn to Hua Twelve and confess:
"Twelve, reporter Zhu's safety is in your hands, don't let them go too far!"

Hua Twelve made an OK gesture and followed quickly.

Cao Yi was still not at ease, so he called two more special police officers to follow behind these reporters to help cover them, so that they could save them as soon as possible if there was any accident.

This abandoned factory building seems to be the former site of an urban enterprise. The surrounding walls have collapsed everywhere, red bricks are scattered on the ground, and wormwood is everywhere.

At this time, Sun Dasheng had rushed in together with other special police officers and police officers, and reporters like Hua Shier and Zhu Jia followed behind.

Bang bang bang!
A burst of messy gunshots rang out, piercing the silent night sky, appearing somewhat illusory.

Hearing the gunshots, several male reporters seemed to tremble when they heard the gunshots, and the cameras on their shoulders also trembled violently.

The girl Zhu Jia was not scared at all when she heard the gunshots, on the contrary she was a little excited. Seeing a few male colleagues scared, she hated iron and said:
"You old men are really useless. How can you be frightened by this situation? With you like this, how can you be a war reporter!"

The expressions of the male reporters were like bitter gourds, and they were slandering whoever wants to be a reporter in the field, so you old man can talk to himself here, okay?

Zhu Jia didn't care so much, and shouted excitedly: "Aim the camera at me!"

Seeing that the camera was aimed at him, Zhu Jia immediately changed his face, and said seriously:
"Friends from the audience, I'm reporter Zhu Jia. This is the scene of the arrest of a drug gang. Right now our police are having a fierce gun battle with the gangsters. Next, I'll take everyone in to see how the battle is going."

After briefly explaining the matter, Zhu Jia waved his hand, and the camera pointed at the front, and several people continued to grope inside.

The factory buildings are connected one by one, very deep, although there are lights from outside coming in, it is very dark inside.

The gunshots kept ringing, which showed how fierce the drug dealers were resisting. As soon as Hua Shier and Zhu Jia rushed in, they saw a few assault teams holding submachine guns, crouching behind a low wall, facing the dark factory building. Fired violently.

Da da da!
Zhu Jia was very excited at this time, and amidst the gunshots, he shouted loudly at the camera:

"Friends in the audience, if you just opened the elevator and don't understand what's going on, don't worry, I can tell you that this is not a drill or filming, but a major operation by the police to crack down on drug dealers. Just now the police are using The submachine gun suppressing the drug dealers in that factory is really shocking!"

Hua Twelve heard a black line beside him, okay, just after coming up, he compiled a quotation from Teacher Han, and even opened the elevator, which floor are you going to!
The violent gunfire lasted for a minute, and then fell silent. Obviously, the drug gang lurking inside was completely suppressed and killed.

As soon as the leading special policemen waved their hands, the figures suddenly separated and rushed into various factories to search.

"People are scattered, which one to go with?" Several male reporters were dumbfounded when they saw the large army dispersed.

"Go to the direction where the fire was fired just now!" Zhu Jia stomped his feet fiercely, and several people groped into the dark center of the factory building where the fire was fired.

As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a wide and abandoned production workshop, with some rusty machines and a few rays of brilliance coming in from the outside, you can vaguely see the situation inside.

The corpses of several drug dealers who needed to be mosaic fell on the ground, and there were also on the machine beside them. Blood flowed everywhere on the ground, which shows how fierce the gun battle was just now.

The thick smell of blood filled the air, making people feel the urge to vomit.

Wow!Several male reporters vomited involuntarily.

Hua Twelve didn't react at all. When he raided the textile factory of the Brotherhood of Killers, the scene was much bloodier than this one. Blood and brains were all over the floor. After the incident, he went back and ate a bowl of noodles with tomatoes. Point the scene, what ah.

"Hurry up and keep up! Oh, you're still throwing up, it's really useless."

Zhu Jia didn't react at all, and walked around the corpses, asking someone to take pictures, and walked inside.

At this moment, Hua Twelve suddenly kicked a male reporter out without warning.
Bah!
Almost at the same time as Hua Shier kicked the male reporter away, the sound of a gunshot also reached everyone's ears. Where the reporter was originally standing, a spark was shot out by the bullet.

The two special police officers who were sent by Cao Yi to protect Zhu Jia also came to their senses at this time, and quickly told everyone to lie on the ground.

The other two male reporters yelled "Oh my God" and also lay on the ground, trembling a little.

Before Zhu Jia got down on the ground, Hua Twelve suddenly stretched out his left hand to wrap around her waist, and turned around in a circle.

Just when Zhu Jia was taken away from his original position, a bullet hit the position where Zhu Jia was originally standing, and sparks shot out.

Zhu Jia was hugged, and the two breaths collided. She panicked and instinctively wanted to struggle, but at this time, after Hua Twelve turned around, he put his left arm around her, and swung his right arm violently, "呯" With a bang, the bullet shot out, drawing an arc in the air, hitting the drug dealer who retreated behind the cover after firing the cold shot, and headshot him directly.

Arc shooting!

The two special police officers were stunned when they saw Hua Shier throwing his gun casually. They were not intimidated by the arc shooting. In fact, they didn't see it clearly at all, but they saw this person Xia Ji slapped him. Are you afraid of hitting us?
Immediately, a special police officer couldn't help shouting: "What's the matter with you, why did you shoot blindly, what if you hit your own people?"

Another special police officer yelled, "Lie down quickly!"

Hua Twelve smiled lightly: "Don't be nervous, I've already killed the one who shot coldly!"

The two special police really wanted to say, kill the chicken feather, you are so crazy!
But at this time, Hua Shier had already called Zhu Jia and the other reporters to go forward together.

Zhu Jia didn't mean to be scared at all, but she didn't know why her face was a little red. The male reporters followed a few steps tremblingly, and found that no one had shot, so they were relieved.

The two special policemen glanced at each other, and they both saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Could it be that the kid just hit the target just now?
They bypassed several machines and touched the door in the middle of the factory building. Sure enough, they saw this person behind the wall, who had been beaten beyond recognition by bullets.

At the back is a larger and more empty workshop, with a table and a dozen benches in the center, and rows of things like flour buns scattered on the table.

In addition, there were three special policemen lying on the ground and groaning vaguely.

The three special policemen had no gunshot wounds, but they lost their combat effectiveness, obviously because they were beaten like this.

In addition, there are more than a dozen corpses in various clothes.

Most of them were just shot, and some were still alive, and some were still struggling.

Hua Twelve didn't see Sun Dasheng, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried at this moment, and he called out to the two special police officers following him:
"Hurry up and call for backup, take the injured comrade out, there should be no danger now!"

One of the two special police officers who was injured was their colleague, so one hurried forward to check the situation, and the other called for support through the walkie-talkie.

Zhu Jia asked the photojournalist to record the whole scene in the camera.

At this moment, a corpse on the ground jumped up, carrying two large black leather suitcases, and a man who was as agile as a wolf jumped up from the corner, like a snake sprang out, knocked open a row of windows, and jumped out.

Hua Shishi could tell that this man had definitely practiced his body skills, but he didn't shoot, mainly because the drug dealer chose the escape route and kept using Zhu Jia to cover his shooting angle.

Apparently this person had observed them carefully when he was pretending to be dead at the beginning, and now he saw that the two special policemen were busy with other things, only Hua Twelve had a gun in his hand, so he stood up and ran away at the first time, and he was running away Before, I thought about how to avoid the problem of shooting angle.

Hua Twelve can use the spear throwing technique, but at this moment, Zhu Jia is on the left and a few male reporters are on the right, so there is no room to swing the gun, and the man's movement is extremely fast, and he jumped out of the window with a dodge. .

Outside the window is the collapsed wall, outside the wall is a deep corn field, and behind it is a big mountain.

At this time, the corn was not yet fully mature, but the tall poles had already grown taller than a person. The drug dealer entangled himself in the cornfield and brought great difficulties to the police.

Hua Twelve had his own mission to protect the reporter, so he didn't chase after him immediately. He believed that the comrades outside had already surrounded him.

By the time he, Zhu Jia and other reporters rushed out with their cameras, Cao Yi had already led the commando team to search the corn fields.

Hua Shishi's eyes were sharp, and he was relieved to see that Sun Dasheng was also in the police team searching for him at a glance.

Zhu Jia did not follow this time. She also realized that this kind of search would be very dangerous if she encountered armed drug dealers. Besides, the night is dark and the wind is high, and there is nothing to be photographed when entering a cornfield that is as high as one person. Wait here for the good news of the police victory.

Seeing that Zhu Jia was not impulsive this time, Hua Twelve nodded secretly in his heart, and his evaluation of this girl was higher again. He charged into the battle just now, and now he stopped in time. .

At this time, Cao Yi led the commando team deep into the cornfield, and there were gunshots from time to time, obviously an encounter with a drug dealer who slipped through the net, but there was no news of his comrades being injured in the police headset. The casualties are all drug dealers.

Zhu Jia asked the photographer to face her, and asked the other two male reporters to use the flash of the mobile phone to help illuminate the scene, and then prepared to give a live commentary with a lot of voice and emotion.

But at this moment, Hua Twelve's ears moved suddenly, and he turned his head to look at a dilapidated low wall behind the factory building.

He interjected in a cold voice: "Come out, you should know, you can't escape!"

At this time, Zhu Jia and several reporters were stunned. The former reacted the fastest, and quickly asked the photographer to turn the camera to the low wall, ready to record all emergencies.

No one said anything behind the low wall, Hua Twelve chuckled:
"I just saw that you have also practiced your agility. I'll give you a chance. Come out and we'll fight each other. If you don't come out, I'll call for backup on the walkie-talkie. There are special police around you. You can't fly!"

Finally, there was a response from behind the low wall: "You put down the gun, and I will fight you one-on-one, otherwise, even if I can't get out, I have the confidence to pull a few people to support me!"

When the sound.

Hua Twelve directly threw the pistol on the ground: "Come out!"

The next moment, a figure carrying two suitcases came out from behind the low wall. As soon as the man came out, he grinned and said, "Boy, you are courting death!"

After the man finished speaking, he threw down the suitcase and opened his body, like a huge crane, gliding towards the ground.

The momentum of the pounce changed, and the fist turned into a bird's beak, hitting Xiang Hua Twelve's throat hard.

"Master!"

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

In the eyes of Zhu Jia and other reporters, seeing the momentum of this person rushing towards him, he was not weaker than the characters in martial arts movies, and this aura, this momentum, this martial arts style, is a proper master!
Bah!
After a gunshot, the master had a bloody hole between his eyebrows, and he fell straight in front of Hua Twelve.

And Hua Twelve was holding his pistol in his hand.

It wasn't difficult at all. If he couldn't hit him so close, he would have been in the killer world for nothing.

Zhu Jia and the reporters looked confused, and the former, relying on their familiarity, asked directly, "Didn't you throw the gun away?"

Hua Twelve picked up the discarded pistol from the ground, pointed at Zhu Jia and pulled the trigger. As a result, a stream of water shot out, making the latter face. It turned out to be a water gun.

"A real man, how could he only carry a gun!" This water gun was actually taken out of the space just now.

Hua Twelve glanced at the drug dealer on the ground, and said with a sneer, "A master? Bah, what age is it? If I say single-handedly, you will believe me!"

The others were speechless for a while, even cheating drug dealers, why do they feel that this product is worse than drug dealers?

Hua Twelve looked at the contemptuous eyes around him, and turned back with contempt: "It's okay for you to keep promises with drug dealers, right?"

The police operation was successfully concluded. Sun Dasheng followed the charge and killed a drug dealer. What made him angry was that Hua Twelve, who was in charge of protecting the reporters behind him, made a great contribution. He not only killed the leader of the drug dealer, but also seized a large amount of drug money. The two large suitcases contained large denominations of euros.

Where is this shit going to reason?

Hua Twelve said that he is also very helpless. If a person is good enough to a certain level, he will shine brightly in the dark.

　Thanks: Brothers 08a and Little Tigers in the Demon Realm for their reward, thanks for the support of brothers who paid 200 yuan for a package of spicy strips, thanks for the brothers who voted monthly and recommended tickets, and thanks for the brothers who read and collected books, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)