12dz Chapter 263 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (75)
Chapter 263 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (75)
Xiang Ming reacted quickly and pulled a passerby who was watching the fun in front of him to block him, and pushed the frightened passerby into the eaves.
He knew the rules of the day, and passers-by were much more useful as shields than special agents.
When he reached the eaves and was sure that Bai Shisi's gun could not hit him at this angle, Xiang Ming pushed the passerby away, took a breath, and spat out the stone in his mouth with a "pfft".
At the same time, the sound of sniper shooting was heard from the roof, and a swarm of drones in the sky began to approach rapidly.
"Snipers in all positions must be suppressed. Kill Bai Shisi at all costs! No one is allowed to retreat today. Bai Shisi must be kept here!"
After Xiang Ming finished speaking, he changed the channel on his headphones and asked sternly, "Where is Qi Luo now?"
"Director Xiang, we can't contact Qi Luo. I've asked the Qi family, and their killer has lost contact. Now the Qi family can't contact Qi Luo either!" the confidant said anxiously on the other end.
Xiang Ming's eyes flashed, and immediately a chill jumped up from his feet to the top of his head and exploded, making his whole body cold in an instant.
Fell into a trap.
He thought he was the one who set up the trap, but it turned out that he was the prey!
"Prepare the car, prepare the car now!" Xiang Mingchao shouted harshly into the headset.
Leave, he has to leave quickly!
If Qi Luo is involved in this game, he won't have any chance of winning!
Xing Chen sat on the roof, ignoring the bullets flying in all directions. He gently waved his hand, and the bullets returned the same way they came, with the sound of exploding barrels all around.
After three waves, the bullets that were pouring in like a tide stopped.
Most of the guns that should have been exploded have been exploded, and those that have not been exploded are no longer daring to fire.
The anti-abortion association members who were sitting in silence and the idle crowds on both sides who were just watching the fun had already scattered like birds and beasts at the sounds of gunfire and explosions, and the ground was littered with candles that had been trampled on.
Xing Chen stood up and jumped down from the eaves of the third floor, like a black bird falling from the sky, and landed lightly on the ground.
The special forces team members protected Xiang Ming in the middle, lowered their heads and bent over as they ran forward. Xing Chen followed behind them step by step, like the god of death coming from hell to claim their lives.
"Stop him, stop him!"
Xiang Ming pushed the special forces member beside him in panic, not showing any of his usual aloof demeanor as the director.
The special forces members rushed forward one after another with gritted teeth.
Xing Chen did not use a gun. He picked up a mop that was forgotten on the wall of a store. He took the stick with his black-gloved hands and gently bent it. The mop stick, which was as thick as his forearm, broke into two pieces of different lengths.
He raised his hand and threw away the short end of the mop, then strolled leisurely towards the special agents who were rushing over.
With a stick on the left and a stick on the right, the people flying to both sides looked as light as rags, but when they landed on the ground, there were heavy "bang" and "bang" sounds.
The drones that were attacking from the air were falling one after another like rain. The helicopters hovering in the distance didn't dare to come over when they saw this scene.
Xing Chen did not stop and followed closely. There were fewer and fewer special agents around Xiang Ming.
"Where are those police officers? Come on, are you just here to eat and do nothing? Come on, come on!" Xiang Mingchao gritted his teeth and roared at the hesitant police officers on both sides.
The police officers were not stupid either, they knew who Bai Shisi was targeting. Although Xiang Ming was in a higher position than them, he was not their direct superior, and the current situation was completely one-sided and they were all sending themselves to death.
So everyone just symbolically surrounded Xingchen on both sides, dodging the drones that were falling from overhead, and no one was stupid enough to pounce on him directly.
A bulletproof car on the street could not wait for the guardhouse to lift up the railings, so it broke through the railings and rushed in, quickly stopping in front of Xiang Ming.
Xiang Mingru felt relieved, rushed forward, opened the car door and got in.
At this moment, Song Zhian was sitting in the back seat of the car.
Just as the sit-in ceremony on Bar Street began, he received an order from his superiors to stay in the car and wait to escort Xiang Ming.
Before he got in the car, he bit his lips until they bled, but reason still overcame the chaos in his mind. He tried his best to make Xing Chen ignore him for the rest of his life, and sent the story on the bar street to Qi Luo.
Qi Luo replied with seven words: Be careful.
After receiving the message, Song Zhian immediately felt relieved.
Qi Luo spoke briefly, but he understood the meaning behind his words.
Xing Chen has someone to protect him, so he will pay attention to his own safety. His uncle should have been prepared.
At this moment, when Xiang Ming got in the car, Song Zhian was a little excited. After being a small police officer for a long time, it was not easy to have a chance to escort an important person and let himself practice.
But after Xiang Ming came in, Xiang Ming pointed a gun at Song Zhian's head before he could even say anything.
Song Zhian was confused: "......"
He glanced at Bai Shisi who was slowly approaching outside the window, and wondered if Xiang Ming had lost his mind due to being frightened.
I'm a friendly force, right? Why are you pointing a gun at me?
The fact is, Xiang Ming's brain is not broken. While pointing a gun at Song Zhian's head, he urged the driver to drive, and at the same time asked his confidant who followed in the front seat to call Qi Luo immediately.
"Call Qi Luo now and tell him I know he's here. Ask him to come out. If he doesn't come out to deal with Bai Shisi, I will shoot his nephew!"
Song Zhian: “…”
cnmd!
It turns out that they wanted to keep him in the car as a hostage!
Gou Diao is really tired of living.
The confidant in the front seat turned his head with fear on his face: "Director Xiang, Director Xiang, Qi Luo is still not contactable!"
Xiang Ming kicked the seat in front of him hard, roaring like a madman.
"If you can't get in touch with him, go down and shout. He's right here, standing in some corner, looking at me with mockery! Go down, go down now, and shout at the top of your lungs!"
He kicked his confidant again and again until he had to use his hands and feet to climb out of the car.
The driver wanted to turn around, but when he stepped on the accelerator the car wouldn't move.
He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and the four wheels spun wildly, but the car remained motionless, as if the whole car was suspended in the air.
Outside the car window, there were only a few special agents standing in Bai Shisi's way.
Xiang Ming's soul almost flew away, and he raised his foot to kick the driver's back seat, "Go, I told you to go!"
The driver's face was no less horrified than his, "Director Xiang, the car, the car, we can't move, we can't move!"
Xiang Ming was like a madman, his eyes were bloodshot, "Drive! I told you to drive, believe it or not, I will shoot you, drive!"
"I've hit rock bottom. I've really hit rock bottom. I can't move. I can't move at all."
The driver stepped on the accelerator desperately, but the car didn't move at all. Finally, in extreme fear, he opened the door and climbed out in a panic!
"Asshole, come back!"
Xiang Ming turned the gun and fired three shots at the driver frantically.
The driver stopped at the door and slammed down on the ground.
Xiang Ming smiled nervously, "You want to escape alone when disaster strikes? That's wishful thinking!"
Song Zhian didn't expect that he could be so cruel to his own people. He was stunned for a moment after the gunshot. When he reacted and wanted to grab the gun, Xiang Ming had already put the gun to his head again.
Song Zhian saw the speed at which he had just drawn his gun, which was only faster than his own.
Xiang Ming is a high-level alpha himself and is able to take charge of the Secret Service Bureau, so his hardware will not be bad in any aspect.
He is now very clear about the gap between him and Bai Shisi and his uncle, and he is in such a mess because he knows he is about to die.
But this does not mean that I can easily escape from him in this enclosed space.
Song Zhian glanced out the car window.
There is not a single special agent left standing in Bai Shisi's way.