Chapter 650: Ye Tianlong is here

Chapter 650: Ye Tianlong Is Here
"what--"
With a headshot, the young man who was shot in the head by Ye Tianlong screamed and fell to the ground with a bag, and the blood stimulated everyone's eyeballs.
Bai Fuche and them all looked at the fallen youth, their brains short-circuited and couldn't react for a while. Ye Tianlong's shooting at the police station was really unexpected.
"flutter!"
But before Ye Tianlong fired a second shot, the police officer who was captured fell on Ye Tianlong and shouted, "What are you doing?"
His nerves were all tense, and the cold sweat burst out. Ye Tianlong took his gun and shot an innocent young man. How could he have a good life?
The other four police officers guarding Ye Tianlong all rushed out before they could draw their guns to deter, pressing on Ye Tianlong like a stack of Arhats, screaming:
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
They obviously all regard Ye Tianlong as a murderous madman, thinking that Ye Tianlong is afraid that the negotiation result is not optimistic, so they want to take the gun and kill the blood.
Therefore, they tried their best to suppress Ye Tianlong, and a female policeman clamped Ye Tianlong's right hand with her chest, not giving him a chance to shoot again.
"Master, they are bad guys."
Ye Tianlong, who was suppressed by the five people who had been beaten with chicken blood, wanted to cry without tears. He couldn't move for a while and could only roar: "They have guns in their bags and explosives."
The tense nerves of the five police officers did not hear Ye Tianlong's words at all, and their minds only wanted to control Ye Tianlong.
Bai Fu's car hit a sharp spirit, and pointed his eyes at the headshot young man's travel bag, revealing half of the gun handle, so he also shouted:
"They are killers!"
The police officers on the scene who had just awakened from the gunshots couldn't help but stunned: Killer?
At this moment, the five childish youths also reacted from the sudden death of their companions. They were like ink that had fallen into the water, and they instantly dispersed.
One of the black mole youths was the fastest, moving four or five meters away, and the whistling sound suddenly rang from the hem, and his right leg bounced out like lightning.
Kicked the lower abdomen of a police officer.
"Ok--"
When the kicked police officer made a scream, the young man with moles also used the force of the counter shock to pass the gun on his right hand under the armpit, and the bullet swept across.
In an instant, a police officer running behind was hit by three bullets in his thigh and knelt to the ground in a muffled howling, splashing countless blood from the wound.
In the next second, the mole young man exploded his head without hesitation, then lifted the corpse and walked three or four meters forward, shooting over three clerks.
"Pump pound!"
The other four youths also raised their pistols and kept shooting at the surrounding crowd. A dozen men and women were too late to dodge, and screamed and fell to the ground.
Among these people, there are the police, the people, and the captured prisoners, but regardless of their status, they are now targets of the other side.
Eight or nine police officers who reacted all drew their guns, squeezed the trigger, and screamed and shouted, and the sound of bullets bursting into the air roared around.
"Boom boom!"
On the walls and on the ground, dust splashed from time to time, and bullet holes popped up.
Faced with such a difficult situation, the mole youth was very calm, or even calm, as if he didn't care about bullets flying under his earlobe.
He didn't care how many police officers stopped in front of him. He only chose to move forward, charging towards the police conference room with a clear goal!
There is no doubt that his task is to start the talks with the three parties.
"Peng-Peng!"
Seeing that the policemen began to block, the mole-bred youth screamed, and the three companions immediately took out several objects from the travel bag and threw them into the crowded place.
A loud noise similar to firecrackers exploded, and the entire police hall became soaring with smoke, which not only blew up many police officers, but also blurred everyone's vision.
This made the police officer afraid to shoot unscrupulously anymore, for fear of accidentally shooting his own person.
"Enter the conference room and find Ye Tianlong."
The mole young man is not only fearless and not afraid of death, but also well-trained. While he shot with a ferocious expression, he shouted to his companions in dialect, and cooperated in tacit understanding.
He changed ammo calmly and quickly. He squatted on his left knee to avoid, rolled around the heel of his hard army boots, and shot while rolling.
He showed the military moves he had learned perfectly without making any mistakes.
The police officers and the crowd blocking the way in front of them fell down from time to time with groaning and splashing blood. The bullet rain became denser and dozens of police officers were suppressed by five people.
Just as a police officer berated his subordinates for holding, the ears were blasted into a flower by the flying warhead!
No one thought that the mole youth was so sturdy, many police officers subconsciously hid themselves into the bunker, and called for support to come soon.
"Boom boom boom!"
When the police officers upstairs rushed down to fight with their guns, the mole youths opened their travel bags and threw out a dozen round objects.
Countless intensive dull explosions sounded in the police hall in turn. Amidst the terrifying roar and fire, the desks were bombed beyond recognition.
Shards of metal and glass flew around, revealing the miserable steel frame and broken engine inside.
The tiles and dust were lifted from the hard ground by extremely powerful explosives, and people were bombarded with secondary explosions from time to time.
The flamboyant fire and black smoke stimulated everyone's eyeballs, and the table was lifted high by the air wave, and then fell with a bang, falling four and five pears.
Smoke billowing!
Under such intensive and terrifying explosions, it is difficult for police officers to make effective counterattacks, and even to protect themselves.
Many people were hiding in embarrassment, rolling, and quickly crawling towards the corner.
"Enter the meeting room and kill Ye Tianlong!"
The mole youth did not forget to remind his companions: "Kill Ye Tianlong."
Obviously he thought Ye Tianlong was also in the meeting room.
"Asshole!"
Bai Fu Che also rolled into the corner for the first time to escape. When he stabilized his mind, the police hall was already in a mess.
There were four more bullet holes in the place where he once sat. He believed that if he came out one minute late, he would also be killed by the stray bullet.
After the huge panic, it was a kind of rejoicing and anger for the rest of his life. Bai Fuche clenched his fists and yelled: "Take them down."
At this moment, the five police officers were already embarrassed and turned away from Ye Tianlong. It was not that they wanted to release Ye Tianlong, but was overwhelmed by the wind.
In their eyes, Ye Tianlong was still very suspicious.
"Boom!"
Just before they re-locked Ye Tianlong's shadow, they saw a red-eyed braided young man appeared, a familiar assault rifle movement.
The three police officers instantly fell to the ground, covering their heads.
Bullets ejected from the muzzle of the assault rifle, and the power caused at close range almost shattered the head of the policeman who was hit to the head.
The broken skull, brain plasma, blood, and countless red and white mixtures exploded from the upper body of the shot policeman.
Bai Fuche felt sticky on his face, reached out his hand and touched it, and a warm sticky red and white object was resting on his cheek.
In the next second, his eyes froze, because a gunpoint was pointed at his head, behind which was the hideous face of the braided young man.
I'm dying!
A thought flashed in Bai Fuche's mind, and his whole body instantly felt as cold as falling into an ice cave.
"Savadika!"
At this moment, a voice rang out, followed by a sharp blast.
A paper cutter shot into the throat of the braided young man, and he watched as he spurted blood from his throat, flying in the cold wind.
What a quick knife!
When the braided youth was about to fall to the ground in shock, Ye Tianlong walked out of the white smoke, backhandedly dodge the gun in his hand, calm and powerful:
"Ye Tianlong is here."