Super Monk

"You put down your gun. You are surrounded. There will be no good result if you fight hard in the corner!" An Xue points a gun at Niu Daqing and shouts harshly. Domestic traffic police will never be equipped with guns without special circumstances. An Xue is probably not a traffic police.

"Son of a bitch, shut the hell up. If you put down the gun, I'll break his head!" Niu Daqing's face was ferocious. If they are caught in such a case, they will die. How can they surrender.

"You're dead!" Zhao Fugui stares at Niu Daqing coldly and says suddenly.

"Even if I'm dead, I'll pull her on her back. If you dare move me, I'll break her head!" Niu Daqing yelled, "drive, go!"

Niu Daqing yelled at his opponent. A few men with machetes moved slowly and wanted to drive. Several horses dare not go near Zhao Fugui to pick up assault rifles, but dare to move around Zhao Fugui slowly to the door.

Niu Daqing originally wanted to use Xiaolian to threaten Zhao Fugui to kneel down and subdue him, but his mother himself knew that it was impossible, so he had to take Xiaolian as a hostage to protect them from leaving safely.

"Stop!" The muzzle of an Xue's gun points at a few horsemen, and a few horsemen stop immediately.

Huaxia has strict control over guns. There are only three guns in this place. One pistol is in Niu Daqing's hand, the assault rifle is now at Zhao Fugui's feet, and a shotgun is hidden in the back room. No one dares to take it now. A few machetes have no advantage in the face of an Xue's gun.

"Do you want her to die? Do you believe that I will kill her now The muscles on Niu Daqing's face wriggle wildly. It looks like he's going crazy.

An Xue looks cold and looks at Niu Daqing, and finally slowly moves the muzzle to aim at Niu Daqing, but still slowly gets out of the way.

A few horsemen immediately want to go out. Niu Daqing can't help looking there. At this moment, Zhao Fugui moves.

"You want to die!" Niu Daqing shows a trace of madness in his eyes. He pulls Xiaolian's head up to block his face. At the same time, he moves the muzzle of the gun and pulls the trigger at Zhao Fugui. Niu Daqing doesn't believe that there is anything in the world that can't be solved by a gun.

"Be careful!" An Xue screams instantly. She wants to shoot Niu Daqing, but Xiaolian's body blocks Niu Daqing. She doesn't shoot at all.

Niu Daqing showed a grim smile on his face and pulled the trigger hard, but the gun didn't ring at all. He immediately found out that it was wrong. There was no fear on Zhao Fugui's face. He didn't even rush at him, but came to him.

"Ah It wasn't until this moment that Niu Daqing screamed in horror. There was a wind on his arm, and his whole arm was broken. He was cut off by the mandrill Dahei who didn't give his life at all.

"I said you're dead!" Zhao Fugui looks at Xiaolian, who has no breath and whose whole face has no shape. There is a flash of rage in her eyes. He grabs Niu Daqing's neck and twists it.

"Stop it An Xue's face changes greatly, and she drinks hard, but she has no time to stop Zhao Fugui, so she can only watch Zhao Fugui twist Niu Daqing's neck.

"It's Ma Yong, not me, fighting!" Niu Daqing widened his eyes and wanted to beg for mercy, but finally he slowly swallowed his last breath.

"Why did you kill him? Do you know you've been defensive? " An Xue's face is cold and fierce, and he cheers to Zhao Fugui.

"This man is full of blood and resentment. He killed at least five people by himself, and they secretly removed their organs. He was weak and sickly all his life, and even died directly. I don't know how many people there are. Why don't you tell them the law?" Zhao Fugui's face was gloomy and he said coldly, "I killed him because he deserved it!"

Zhao Fugui immediately hugs Xiaolian and puts her flat on the operating table. Xiaolian has no independent breathing at this time, and even her heartbeat is very weak.

"You killed him. How can we trace back?" An Xue sees that Zhao Fugui starts to save people. She immediately chases outside with a gun. The three horses outside are jumping into the car and trying to escape.

"Stop, or I'll shoot!" An Xue looks cold and fierce to catch up with the past, three horses in the yard climb into a jeep, two horses on the high wall were stun at this time also wake up, jump on the jeep, a few people crazy open jeep to the big iron door.

"Bang bang!" Seeing that they are determined to run away, an Xue doesn't even give warning shots. She shoots several shots directly at the jeep and empties all the bullets in the police pistol.

"Ah Jeep out of a few screams, the car suddenly tilted, almost overturned, but eventually or skewed rushed out, soon disappeared in the dark.

"Damn it An Xue cursed that the power of Police Pistol was too weak. She just shot and failed to kill the driver, otherwise they would never escape.

In the room, Zhao Fugui quickly takes out the silver needle from his wallet. He takes a deep breath and inserts the silver needle into Xiaolian's heart. Then he immediately injects Daoli to stimulate Xiaolian's heart.

Xiaolian snorts and spits out a mouthful of dirty blood. Zhao Fugui looks dignified. With seven or eight silver needles in Xiaolian's face, Xiaolian takes a long breath and recovers her spontaneous breathing."Can you? Let's take her to the hospital! " An Xue looks at the beaten little lotus, and says in a deep voice.

"Just mind your own business!" Zhao Fugui said impatiently. After that, Zhao Quangui's face is slightly restored, and Xiaolian's face is slightly restored.

An Xue looks slightly cold and glares at Zhao Fugui. Then she presses a bullet into the gun again and walks to the room with the gun. She is not sure whether all the criminals have escaped.

In Zhao Fugui's eyes, you can clearly see that there is congestion in Xiaolian's brain, which must be left by the heavy blow to her brain.

The brain is the most mysterious position in the human body. Zhao Fugui slowly pulls out three silver needles and slowly inserts them into Xiaolian's head. Taking these three silver needles as the hub, he slowly injects Daoli into the parts with congestion, and uses Daoli to slowly clean up the congestion in Xiaolian's brain.

Zhao Fugui slowly cleans up the congestion in Xiaolian's brain, and the congestion slowly disappears. Just at this time, a harsh alarm sounds outside the nursing home. The alarm sounds closer and closer. Someone shouts a few times outside, but there is no response in the nursing home. Then several policemen rush in with pistols.

"Don't move, hands up! Hands up Several policemen rush into the room, and the muzzle of the gun points to Zhao Fugui, who is treating Xiaolian.