Chapter 1847: Thunder strikes, kill all

The entrance of the clubhouse.
Deng Jun shouted and rushed up the steps, staggering and running into the hall, while the remaining three entourages outside retreated and shot.
Brother Zhang quickly walked onto the road, pointed his left finger and shouted, "Squeeze me!!"
The two men wearing bandit hats immediately turned their rifles into automatic step mode and swept towards the door frantically.
The military intelligence personnel were not in a hurry to prevent it. One was shot in the leg and fell to the ground. The other two wore body armor and got into the bunker inside the glass door in embarrassment.
Brother Zhang took the lead in rushing up the steps, with a fast pace, and he came to the door in the blink of an eye.
Indoors, two military intelligence officers were about to show up and fight back when they were automatically pushed back.
"Boom!!"
Brother Zhang was holding a large-caliber attack shot D gun and smashed the concrete door post on the left with one shot.
The opposing guards staggered back.
"Boom!"
A long tongue of flame spurted out of the gun barrel, and Zhang Ge was making a shot, smashing the body armor of the other guard. The latter's upper body was shattered, and he fell on his back outside the glass door in a terrible state of death!
After taking a shot, Zhang Ge turned around and turned his head. He reacted quickly, and his hand was still facing the bunker on the right side, and two shots collapsed.
"Boom!"
"Wow!"
"Boom!"
"...!"
The shot was shot, and the guard hiding in the bunker on the right was smashed to the ground on the spot.
"Boom!"
Brother Zhang kicked open the glass door and walked straight to the lobby of the clubhouse.
"Save me, save me!"
Deng Jun ran to the left corridor in embarrassment.
"Hullah!"
After hearing the gunshots from outside, the security guards in the clubhouse rushed out of the corridor on the left with the guy in his neat suit.
"Da da da da!"
At the entrance of the hall, six men wearing bandit hats all turned their rifles into automatic mode and fired frantically into the corridor.
At the entrance of the corridor, I didn't expect that the culprit had already rushed into the clubhouse. Ma Tsai was swept away by four or five people, and the floor was covered with blood and small pieces of meat scraped off by quilt D.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ge pulled the bolt, rushed forward quickly, set the gun on the spot, ignored the sweating clubhouse horse in the corridor, and calmly pulled the trigger.
"Kang!"
Gunshot!
Deng Jun, who was running, was hit in the back. He flew out half a meter away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Press it, all the guns in the corridor are dead!" Zhang Ge hid behind the load-bearing pillar in the hall, and said coldly and hard.
"Swish swish!"
The other three men who didn't hold a rifle ran forward immediately after hearing the sound, and threw seven or eight shots into the hallway.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"..."
The explosion sounded fiercely, and the Ma Tsai who rushed out to save Deng Jun immediately lay down six or seven people!
They were unprepared. They didn't know how many people the culprits came, and they didn't know what firepower the other party had. They only heard the gunshots and shouts, they rushed out, so they were swept down like wheat!
"Go back, go back, it won't be saved. Go back!"
"They have thunder, have self-D steps, hide!"
"...!"
The people in charge in the corridor were shouting frantically, and there were screams and shouts everywhere in the hall.
After the three men threw the thunder, the six men carrying self-stepping D immediately rushed over, and launched a slaughter-style shot at the injured horse in the corridor before it had time to escape!
The entrance to the corridor.
Ge Zhang stepped to Deng Jun's side, hung the large-caliber sprayer around his waist, stretched out his hand and shouted, "Come on, knife!"
Deng Jun was shot through the back and his internal organs were shattered. He must be unable to survive. He vomited blood, turned his head strenuously, and looked at Brother Zhang and asked in a trembling voice, "I...I took it. Tell me Wu Ju, stay... and save my life!"
Brother Zhang took the Nepalese saber handed by his brother next to him, and replied blankly: "Who told you that I am from the Bureau of Wu?!"
Deng Jun looked at him: "Then...then you are...!"
"The Wu family married a daughter-in-law with a knife!!" Zhang Ge stared at his eyes and raised the knife in both hands: "Kill you, there is no problem at all!"
"Puff!"
With one cut, Deng Jun's neck was chopped off in half.
"Puff!"
Brother Zhang was making a knife, his head rolled forward along the blood-stained ground a few times.
"Take it away!"
Brother Zhang handed the knife back to his companion, gave a quick command, and ran into the corridor again.
The two companions took a bag, directly packed Deng Jun's head, and left first.
In the corridor, more than a dozen corpses lay all over the place. The walls on both sides were stained red with blood. The bullet shells of yellow, orange and orange covered the feet of six people. Roughly counting, there were at least a hundred shots.
Brother Zhang glanced down the corridor and looked down at his watch: "It's too late, withdraw!"
Hearing the sound, the six held their guns and stepped back cautiously.
Brother Zhang returned to the lobby quickly, walking towards the door, pointing in the direction of the front desk, and said, "Bring a message to that Wu Manfu! Who can enter your field, you can kill you! Political affairs, He is a trader, don't mix up with him. I am anxious, I will send him and his godmother away together happily!"
After speaking, Brother Zhang had already rushed out of the hall. After making sure that no one was pursuing them, the six went out and dispersed.
One minute later.
The head of military supervision Jizhan received the news that Deng Jun was assassinated. A dozen military vehicles with small plates rushed out of the compound.
But no one expected that 15 minutes after the incident, Zhang Ge and others drove to the door of the Military Supervision Bureau.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ge smoothly kept Deng Jun's brain still on the steps, sitting in the car, and shot three shots at the Changji station plaque and shouted: "M's! The wind blows the grass on the wall, the gun collapses the dog basket!! Thinking of two sides Eat, you have to think about whether your life is hard or not!"
"Weng!"
When the words fell, the car quickly fled the scene, and after crossing two streets in a row, it was thrown at the door of a flour mill.
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After half an hour.
In Songjiang Station, Ma Lao Er received a call from the following person: "Hello?!"
"Stationmaster, the Wu family is protecting the plate. Deng Jun died at the door of the Changji Xingyao Club. His head was chopped off!" The person below said very excitedly: "This is too exhausting."
"Are you sure?" Ma Lao Er asked.
"OK, the news has spread, everyone in the circle knows."
"Okay, that's it!" Ma Lao Er hung up the phone.
"Di Lingling!"
The phone rang again.
"Hello? Dige!" Ma Lao Er picked up.
"You did it?" Wu Di asked.
Ma Lao Er dumbfounded for a while: "How is it possible, why would I not say hello to you!"
"Then it's a weird thing, who is doing this for the sky?" Wu Di looked blank.
Fengbei.
In the Office of the Self-Defense Army, Xiang Zehao heard the report of the military intelligence officer, and said with a slightly surprised expression: "The stationmaster of Changji Station is dead?!"
"Yes, if the Wu family doesn't make a move, it will be thunder!" The military intelligence officer immediately replied: "A major station master was killed. This shows that the Wu family has a strong victory in this game. Faithful!"
Xiang Zehao pondered for a while: "If this is the case, it seems that the civil war can't escape, alas."
In the apartment, Ye Lin took the phone and said softly: "Brother Zhang, this is a serious matter, and it is extremely safe to land!"
"understand!"
"Go first, if you kill again, I'm looking for you." Ye Lin said with a pair of Danfeng eyes flashing with cold light.
In recent years, Ye Lin has been doing her best to run a legitimate business and her own feelings. Many people have forgotten that she used to be the boss of Joy Palace and a well-known person from the ground.