Counterattack Tianjiao

The sky is twilight, the east is red, and the north wind brings a little bit of coolness.

Johnson came near the glass wall of the chemical plant, and instead of rushing in, he inspected the interior through the square pattern of tempered glass.

A small building is across the west of the factory building, and the others are steel-structured pointed-roof factories with hard cement pavement. The whole factory building is quiet and there is no one there.

Johnson easily climbed over the low glass wall, bowed and followed clusters of bushes to the front of the small building. After turning over the stairs, there was an open field in front of which two Doberman pinschers swaggered and wandered in the courtyard.

Just as Johnson was about to turn his head, a hard and cool tube pressed against the back of his head.

"Boy, you are finally here, don't move, or I will shoot" a soft voice behind you.

Johnson didn't move, his heart was pounding. He would never be so dull before. It seems that the long-term comfortable life has caused his various abilities to decline.

Johnson looked at an open glass window opposite, and his peripheral vision showed a medium-sized crew cut behind him, with a 9mm Beretta pistol staring at his head.

At this time, the two Doberman pinschers seemed to smell the smell of strangers, and they rushed over in an instant.

Doberman pinschers are bold, sensitive, decisive, and good at biting. They are potentially aggressive to anyone except the breeder.

When the Doberman pinscher rushed over, Johnson felt the muzzle of the gun trembling slightly behind his head, which was a sign of panic. Without hesitation, he pulled the small flat-headed Beretta with his backhand and pulled the trigger decisively. A Doberman fell to the ground in response. .

SC Johnson slammed his elbow hard into the upper arm of Dubin while he dealt with Dupin.

"Kacha" Xiaoping screamed, and one of his arms was crippled.

Johnson seized the crew-cut clothes and threw him at another black Doberman.

The ferocious Dubin saw a black object attacking him, and immediately became furious, opening his mouth to bite the black object.

Poor little flat-headed Huazi had half of his face torn off, a large piece of flesh from his arm, his thigh artery was torn off, his throat was almost bitten off, and he lost his reaction immediately, with blood gushing from his thigh...

Johnson picked up the gun on the ground, turned around and was about to go upstairs when the black Doberman had already thrown himself on his shoulder.

The violent dog suddenly exerted force and opened its bloody mouth to bite Johnson's throat...

In desperation, Johnson used both hands to break apart the dog's upper and lower jaws. With the strength of his arms, the poor dog's big mouth was forcibly torn in two, and dark red liquid gushed out.

"Brother—go away—has a gun—woo woo—"

Johnson heard Wanwan's loud shouting from upstairs, his heart trembled, he grabbed the Beretta pistol, and hurried to the second floor.

Johnson jumped up, grabbed the railing and climbed up. As soon as he raised his head, a burly man with a fire ax in his hand struck at him, and Johnson quickly dodged out of the way.

The big man missed a hit and then slashed across the waist. Zhuang Chen decided to make a quick decision. He grabbed the strong man's belt and threw it to the first floor. With a scream, a Changhe car downstairs was smashed to the ground. Struggled a few times and passed out.

Without thinking about it, Johnson drew out his gun and kicked open the aluminum alloy door of the lobby on the second floor.

There is no Xie Xianyong in it, a white face with a sawed-off shotgun against the panicked Wan Wan...

"Brother—go—leave it alone—I—" Wan Wan yelled at Johnson.

Johnson's heart is bleeding, the little princess Wanwan's face is covered with dirt, her little feet are bare, and her thin white legs are covered with mud. Johnson swears that after saving Wanwan this time, she will never let anyone hurt her again she……

The white face strangled the girl's neck, pointed the gun at the girl's temple, pointed at Johnson and said: "Put down the gun in your hand, or I will kill her"

Johnson stared coldly into the eyes of the white face, and he saw the dark barrel of the gun trembling slightly.

I thought you were strong, so I was so cowardly, Xie Xianyong's place is full of pustules.

Johnson slowly bent down and put the gun on the ground, slowly got up and waited for the opportunity...

"Turn around quickly, or I'll kill her!" The voice of the white face also trembled slightly.

At this time, Wanwan's eyes were already reddened, and the girl couldn't see that Johnson was hurt, so Wanwan bit the white-faced arm fiercely in her desperation.

With a scream of "Oh", the white face let go of the girl.

Seeing the opportunity, Wanwan ran towards Johnson with both feet.

The white face seemed to have thought of something, raised the shotgun in a panic, and pointed it at Wanwan's back...

Zhuang Johnson was quick to wit, leaned over and rolled, picked up the Beretta pistol on the ground and shot decisively at the wrist of the white face, while hugging Wanwan.

The two guns fired at the same time, and Johnson felt a chill down his waist when he was protecting Wan Wan. He knew he had been shot, so he could only lie on his stomach to catch Wan Wan to prevent the girl from being attacked again.

Whiteface fell to the ground and howled like a pig, a bullet pierced his wrist.

There was the roar of cars outside, a Steyr and two Hummers parked downstairs, and six or seven gangsters with tattoos and black T-shirts rushed to the second floor led by Xie Xianyong with a scarred face.

Johnson picked up Wanwan, kicked open the window, jumped down from the second floor, and landed heavily on the top of the Hummer, which sagged slightly.

I knew that if I didn't leave, I'm afraid there would be no chance.

Johnson found that the key to the Hummer was still inserted in the car, and immediately put Wan Wan on the passenger seat, put on the seat belt, started the Hummer, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed to the door.

The gate of the chemical plant was closed by someone, and Johnson slammed into the glass wall in desperation.

"Clatter!" With a crisp sound, the glass wall was smashed, and the Hummer rushed into the field outside the wall.

At this time, Xie Xianyong and a few gangsters found that Johnson jumped off the building, snatched his car and ran into the wall, and immediately turned around and got into another Hummer and Steyr at the door.

Johnson was rampaging in the field without bounds. Fortunately, the Hummer had a higher chassis. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he found Xie Xianyong sitting on the Hummer, and another gangster drove Steyr from the road to outflank him.

The Hummer driven by SC Johnson was quickly caught up. Xie Xianyong held the steering wheel with one hand and raised an AK47 with the other.

Wan Wan's nervous face turned pale, and Johnson realized that this was not the way to go. He was about to start the road when he heard the sound of the front windshield shattering. Xie Xianyong was shooting wildly with his AK47.

The opponent's firepower was too strong, and it was only a matter of time before he could kill himself. After a short thought, Johnson slammed the steering wheel, returned to the car and rammed into Xie Xianyong's Hummer...

When Xie Xianyong was wondering what Zhuang Chen wanted to do, he saw Zhuang Chen resorting to this desperate play...

When Xie Xianyong raised his gun and was about to shoot again, SC Johnson's Hummer had already rushed over...

After only hearing a loud "bang", there was another "bang".

Steyr didn't stop the car and hit the rear of Xie Xianyong's Hummer. The poor Hummer was knocked half a meter into the front and one meter into the rear. The two gangsters in the back seat vomited blood and passed out.

Xie Xianyong knew he had to get out of the car. The fuel tank was dripping and would explode soon.

What made him even more angry was that Johnson was running forward on foot with the girl in his arms...

Xie Xianyong raised the AK47 in his hand and slowly aimed at the back of Johnson's head.

Xie Xianyong was about to shoot when a black Audi A6 sprang out in the distance, and Johnson jumped into the car through the window with the girl in his arms.

The license plate looks like a government car, no matter what kind of government it is, here I, Xie Xianyong, is the government.

Xie Xianyong raised his gun again...