Chapter 37: Wing Chun White Crane, Euro and Gun.

"Turn on the lights! The first team, the second team, the sniper, the commando team! Quick! Quick! Quick!" Cao Yi's voice was low, but everyone heard clearly.
Brief, all the lights were turned on, and the straight lights shot out, shining brightly on the dark factory building not far away.
This time when the lights were turned on, there was suddenly a lot of turmoil in the dark and quiet factory building. Although the sounds were far apart, they came to Wang Chao's ears in the night breeze. Nest rats.
When the reporters Wang Chao and Zhu Jia got off the bus, dozens of other gun figures were jumping out of more than 20 police cars. All of them were agile and agile. They were divided into many teams and were scattered into the light. The dark corner of the darkness, and then quickly into the plant.
"This ... the quality seems to be very high, the people's police are acting, it really is not covered."
Wang Chao watched this scene and could not help but admire: "If criminals hiding in the factory building, can they escape these arrests?"
Putting himself in the middle of the criminals, his head running fast, combined with the surrounding terrain and the layout of the police, he finally concluded that if he is in the factory and faces this arrest, the chance of escape is only 10% one.
These operatives, he does not know whether it is the armed police or special police or what soldiers.
Including this operation, he didn't know what was the target of the arrest. He only knew his current task is to protect the beautiful reporter Zhu Jia for an interview.
After all, he is an outsider, and Cao Yi will not reveal his internal plans to him.
Zhu Jia is a hot potato, which is very troublesome for this arrest operation. But she is a person who cannot be offended. It is both a trouble and an offense. Naturally, she has to find someone to carry this trouble for the dead.
"Hurry up with the brigade, what are you doing, hurry in, carry the camera, be sure to grab the first-hand information lens." At this time, Zhu Jia made a speech, violently reprimanded several male reporters, and then took it by himself The microphone, holding the helmet, touched behind dozens of special policemen.
Wang Chao didn't talk much, but just followed him closely, his body tight, Han Mao burst, listening to the six ways, seeing all directions, and his spirit was in a state of high tension.
Side Cao Yi also saw Zhu Jia even followed, and smiled bitterly on the face, knowing that it was no use to persuade, and the words became hatred.
But after all, he was not at ease and waved his hand, and the two special policemen beside him were also hanged not far behind.
These two SWATs were the two who had tried their hands with Wang Chao before. Obviously they had the best skills and rich combat experience. With double insurance, Cao Yi was relieved, and he just wanted to boo his breath. A loud noise came from the intercom in his hand.
: "Report the director, I am a commando. I have entered the factory, and I have received fire resistance. The fire is not strong. The people inside have no heavy weapons, only pistols. Please instruct!"
"Forcibly break through!" Cao Yi snorted, like four cold words.
Zhu Jia and reporters and Wang Chao entered the factory building very smoothly, after all, the leading troops opened the way, only to follow behind.
This abandoned factory building seems to be the old site of a town enterprise. The surrounding walls collapsed everywhere, red bricks were scattered on the ground, and wormwood was everywhere. Rats were everywhere.
Bang Bang Bang! A clutter of gunshots rang out, piercing the quiet night sky, and seemed a bit illusory.
Several male reporters seemed to tremble as soon as they heard the gunshots, and the camera they carried was shaking too much.
"What are you doing! This situation is terrifying. Think about the field reporters? Don't carry the camera, go back and deduct your bonus!" Zhu Jia was a little excited, reprimanded, "point the camera at me!"
Seeing the camera aimed at himself, Zhu Jia immediately changed his face, "Audience friend, I am ... Here is the scene of the arrest of the drug trafficking gang ... Now we have a fierce gun battle between the police and armed police soldiers. ...
Quickly introduced the matter again, Zhu Jia waved his hand, the camera was pointed in front, and several people had touched it completely.
The workshops are very deep one by one. Although there are lights from outside, the inside is very dark. Fragmented gunshots sounded, and then Wang Chao saw several assault teams armed with submachine guns, crouching behind a low wall and violently firing deep into the dark factory building.
Da da da! Da da da! The violent gunfire continued for a minute, and then it was dumb. Obviously, the drug gang lurking inside was completely suppressed and killed. The first few special policemen waved their hands, and the figures suddenly separated, rushing into various factories to search.
"Firepower is suppressed, so powerful!" Wang Chao was the first to see the real shootout. The tongues spit out from the dozen or so submachine guns, and the fierce fire, also a little shocked.
At the same time, Wang Chao contrasted his boxing skills with firearms: "What kind of mood do the masters of the Republic of China face in front of firearms? At that time, Mr. Cheng Tinghua, did he feel the same when facing firearms? Huang Feihong? After seeing the guns and guns at sea, I feel discouraged, and I do n’t talk about martial arts anymore. Is n’t that the same mood? "
Deep sorrow, unexplained emotions suddenly surged from Wang Chao's heart.
"People are scattered, with whom?" Seeing the large army scattered, several male reporters were dumbfounded.
"Go to the direction of the fire just now!" Zhu Jiameng stomped and spoke. Several people touched the place where the fire broke out in the center of the dark factory.
Entered the gate, it was a wide abandoned production workshop, some rusty machines, a few rays of brilliance shot from outside, vaguely can see the inside.
Wang Chao saw it at a glance, and several corpses hitting the horse's honeycomb were either lying on the ground or crawling on the machine, and the blood was flowing everywhere on the ground.
A thick smell filled the air, combined with the rotten musty smell in the plant, and there was another urge to vomit.
Wow! Several male reporters vomited involuntarily.
Wang Chao had seen the dead man. The last time Cao Jingjing was kidnapped, the long-haired kidnapper was killed by a volley three-step gunshot.
Although a large part of the kidnapper's reason was that his hair was entangled in the electric fan, it wasn't him who killed him personally, but after all, he had seen the dead and was able to calm down.
"Follow up the front! It's really useless!" Zhu Jia actually had nothing to do. Bypassing these corpses, he cursed and asked someone to shoot while walking towards the inside.
Just then, bang! A gunshot came from the black portal behind the machine, and a male reporter fell suddenly. Screamed loudly on the ground.
Shot him in the arm.
"Don't lie down!" The two guards who came in behind heard the sound and immediately shouted. They lay on the ground, swiftly tumbling, evading into the dead end, and raised their guns to shoot inside.
At this time, his own life was critical, and these two special policemen would naturally not foolishly run up to protect Zhu Jia. Then gloriously became a martyr.
There is a gun battle on TV, and there are heroes who protect others. In reality, there are not many.
Two other male reporters "Mama" yelled, and they also lay on the ground, as if they were pheasants with their heads and tails off.
Wang Chao's response was extremely agile. He pushed his arms and pushed his feet, and then pushed Zhu Jia to the ground and pressed him down.
Has to say that Wang Chao's Tai Chi strength has gradually touched the upper level. This push down is very light. Zhu Jia only feels that his body is light, and then it seems that a feather floats gently to the ground.
Afterwards, Wang Chao's body pressed up, and the two of them touched each other. Zhu Jia panicked in heart and struggled instinctively.
"What are you going to do? Don't hurry up! I know how to get down!" Zhu Jia also understands the situation now, but she can't stand being pressed by a man. Immediately lowered his voice angrily.
Just then, another gunshot came from the door on the other side. boom! A bullet reflected a few times, bouncing on Wang Chao, feeling very painful.
The two SWAT officers hid behind the bunker, then shot at the other side of the door without any worries.
"Not up quickly, let's go! The people inside have been killed. Let's go in!"
Zhu Jia rolled over and climbed up, grabbed a video camera that a male reporter dropped on the ground, and then touched the middle portal behind the machine from the side.
"This female reporter is so bold, don't kill me!"
Wang Chao's body fluttered and followed.
Entered the door again, but it was an empty workshop. A table and a dozen benches were placed in the center. Rows of scattered flour bags were placed on the table.
In addition, there are three special policemen lying on the ground groaning indiscriminately.
These three SWATs had no gunshot wounds on their bodies, but they lost their combat effectiveness. Obviously, they were attacked as such.
In addition, there are more than a dozen corpses in various clothes.
Most of them just got shot, and some didn't cut off their gas, and some were still struggling.
"Drugs!" Wang Chao saw the things on the table, and immediately appeared the shadow of drugs that often appeared in the TV.
Wow! Suddenly, a corpse on the ground jumped up, and Wang Chao pushed Zhu Jia up again, and he saw a suitcase carrying two black suitcases. A row of windows slammed open and jumped out.
Outside the window is the collapsed wall, outside the wall is a deep corn field. Behind the cornfield is the mountain.
It is summer now, the corn has not yet matured, but the tall pole has grown up and is taller than people.
Is enough to block people's sight during the day. Not to mention that it is night.
Cao Yi also arranged for the commando to surround him from the corn field, but the range was a bit large. There were no five or six hundred people, and it could not be surrounded by iron buckets.
The swat police who had rushed in was actually killed.
It can be seen that this is not an ordinary criminal gang.
"Quick chase ..." A special policeman felt that someone came in and made a slight noise.
"I'm fine, hurry up!" Zhu Jia also saw it, and then pushed Wang Chao over him.
Wang Chao saw the man who fled through the window and knew that the other party was a master, and he felt a sense of skill in his heart.
And under the moonlight, Wang Chao only saw two large black suitcases in his hand without a gun.
Inside two boxes, it must be a good thing, most of it is money! Wang Chao thought.
Now the room is full of people who have lost their fighting power, and it is not enough to threaten Zhu Jia, and then large troops will be rushed in from behind.
Wang Chao analyzed this form in his head, and suddenly jumped up like a monkey picking fruit on a tree.
He also jumped out in a monkey shape.
Turned over the broken wall, the corn field in front of him was rattling, like a python walking forward, Wang Chao flashed continuously, his pace was fast, and he copied it in a few steps.
Less than two minutes away, it was far away from the factory building. There were still fragmentary gunshots from the factory building, but it was not intense.
The black shadow carrying two suitcases also appeared in Wang Chao's sight.
The corn field has reached the end, there is a forest in front, there is no road. At this moment, the dark figure also knew that someone was chasing behind, and suddenly stopped, put down the suitcase, turned around, and opened his body like a giant crane, flew over the ground.
The movement of this shadow pounced, and his fist became a bird's beak, hitting Wang Chao's throat fiercely.
Wang Chao only felt the breeze blowing, the throat joint rolling, and there was a feeling of suffocation.
"Master!" As soon as the expert shot, he knew if there was any. Seeing the shadow figure and the momentum coming, Wang Chao also knew that he had encountered a master who could not be underestimated.
The left hand became an eagle claw, protecting his throat, and then clamped the opponent's strength to peck his throat with a blow.
boom! Although he clamped the opponent's crane pecking, the opponent's fingers were loosened, and then opened, Wang Chao only felt that the strength was expanding, even the opponent could not hold it.
The pores on the opponent's hand swelled up, and the pimples swelled up, as if wearing a pair of rough iron sand gloves.
"He is also a master of the house, this person is more powerful than me! Kung Fu practice is purer and deeper than me." Wang Chao's combat experience has also been enriched. With a slight touch, he has understood many things.
Can't feel the momentum of the other party's musculoskeletal, Wang Chao is about to shrink his hands and jump to fight. However, the other party did not close the hand. After expanding Wang Chao's hand, he turned the crane to poke for grabbing, and clamped Wang Chao's arm back and forth, shaking slightly.
"Not good!" Wang Chao only felt this contact, the other party's shaking strength was transferred from the arm to the waist, the waist suddenly became sour, and the legs became soft afterwards. The body squatted involuntarily.
This is the momentum that was felt by the other party.
Wang Chao knew badly, his heart was suddenly shocked, blood surged, his hands were five fingers together, his hands were folded into a knife, his feet were connected, his knees were muddy, and he stepped on the side.
Finally, he usually has good leg work, a firm undercarriage, and a slick body.
"Huh !?" The enemy saw Wang Chao not falling down. Instead, he broke his arm and turned to the side, struck his waist with a knife, and was slightly surprised. A suspicious voice came out of his nose.
Snapped! After turning around and punching, he collided with Wang Chao's hand knife. Wang Chao's body shook and his palms tingled, as if stabbed by a fairy ball.
"Darkness!" Wang Chao's surprise is not the same as a small surprise. If the other party becomes Darkness, he is definitely not an opponent.
But at the next moment, Wang Chao felt that his arm was only a slight itch, and did not lose his fighting power. He knew that the other party might have just reached the edge of dark energy, and did not really let it go.
Otherwise, the master of the dark level, every contact with the person, the person being beaten is like a strong electric shock and acupuncture. With only one stimulation, the nerve will shrink and lose its ability to move.
But even if the other party didn't really practice dark energy, after two attempts, Wang Chao can be sure that Kung Fu is above himself. So cautiously, stepping on gossip and walking around in circles.
The opponent's fist is extremely fierce, sometimes short-handed, short punches straight through. They are all frontal attacks.
After three or five rounds, Wang Chao also clearly saw the true face of the enemy. The opponent is a middle-aged man, in his thirties, with a little round face and little muscles, but he seems to have endless energy.
The other party was looking at Wang Chao. When he discovered that Wang Chao was actually a teenager, he couldn't help but be more surprised.
"Wing Chun Fist Strength?" The opponent's style of play is similar to the form and meaning, but the punching arm is like a spiral, with great penetrating power. And often came close to the body, suddenly hit a short fist, the muscles of the shoulder joint fractured, apparently exerting strength.
"Have eyesight!" The middle-aged man took a step back suddenly, exhaled, and slammed up like a fairy crane catching a snake.
Wang Chao flashed his body, turned in circles, and performed a monkey-shaped jump. After avoiding a blow, he fought back with a punch.
Patak, the fists touched each other, struck four times in a row, Wang Chao suddenly felt his arms numb, and the power was transferred to the waist. Suddenly, my backache was sore, and I was almost broken up in one breath.
The opponent's Wing Chun punching method, and looking like a fairy crane to catch a snake, is obviously Wing Chun Baihemen's boxing.
Yongchunquan is very popular in the coastal area, but there is very little true transmission. Bruce Lee was practicing it was born.
Tai Chi has a push hand, a shape has a hand rub, a gossip has a hand twist, a Wing Chun white crane has a hand twist, and there are hand copying, hand entanglement, etc., all pay attention to the pores and listen to the force ~ EbookFREE.me ~ . It can be said that it is the same as the inner family.
Wang Chao met the opponent and got home by cross-hand training. Not only did Wang Chao not touch his momentum, he was almost overturned by the opponent.
"This time I really met the master!" Wang Chao felt strong pressure and became more and more excited, his figure jumped and moved to the limit.
Middle-aged people are also fighting more and more fiercely, fist like a storm, almost completely covering Wang Chao, making Wang Chao hard to fight.
The two played dozens of times in the corn field, and Wang Chao had jumped out.
"Fortunately, the venue is wide." Wang Chao also secretly called fluke. "Otherwise you may be knocked down."
The two black leather boxes were knocked over, and a lot of banknotes were scattered.
Bills are neither renminbi nor US dollars, but purple, with a circle of stars in the middle and a face value of 500 written in the upper right corner.
This is a large denomination of Euro!
The two met quickly, and two minutes later, the middle-aged man seemed a little anxious. Attack frequently, want to kill Wang Chao, and then run.
But Wang Chao didn't fight hard with him, he just kept on circling.
This is not a ring fight, and it is not a foul. It is not so easy for middle-aged people to kill Wang Chao.
At this moment, the corn field behind rang twice, and a person came out.
Is Zhu Jia!
"Oops!" Wang Chao looked at it and immediately knew it was bad.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man immediately saw a grin on his face, punched away from Wang Chao, and threw himself back.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Jia didn't panic, raised his hand, popped popped! A series of gunshots. The middle-aged man's body immediately twists like a pole dance ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Welcome the majority of book readers to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~ EbookFREE.me ~