Chapter 650 Ye Tianlong Is Here

"Ah——"

The young man who was shot in the head by Ye Tianlong screamed and fell to the ground with the bag, and the blood stimulated everyone's eyes.

Bai Fuche and the others all looked at the young man who fell to the ground, their brains short-circuited and they couldn't react for a while. Ye Tianlong's shooting in the police station was really unexpected.

"Pounce!"

Before Ye Tianlong fired the second shot, the police officer whose gun was taken away pounced on Ye Tianlong and roared at the same time: "What are you doing?"

His nerves were all tense and 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 rushed out before they could draw their guns to deter him. They pressed on Ye Tianlong like a pyramid and shouted:

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

They obviously regarded Ye Tianlong as a murderer and thought that Ye Tianlong might have guessed that the negotiation results were not optimistic, so he wanted to take the gun and kill his way out.

Therefore, they tried their best to hold down Ye Tianlong, and a female police officer even clamped Ye Tianlong's right hand with her chest to prevent him from shooting again.

"Uncle, they are bad guys."

Ye Tianlong, who was held down by five people, wanted to cry but had no tears. He could not move for a while and could only shout: "They have guns and explosives in their bags."

The five police officers were so nervous that they did not hear Ye Tianlong's words at all. They only thought about controlling Ye Tianlong.

Bai Fuche shuddered, and saw the travel bag of the headshot youth with his sharp eyes, revealing half of the handle of the gun, so he also shouted loudly:

"They are killers!"

All the police officers who had just woken up from the gunshots could not help but be stunned when they heard the words: killers?

At this moment, the five childish young men also reacted to the death of their companions. They were like ink falling into water, and they scattered in an instant.

One of the young men with black moles was the fastest. He moved four or five meters, and a whistling sound suddenly rang from his hem, and his right leg bounced out like lightning.

He kicked a police officer hard in the abdomen.

"Hmm--"

When the kicked police officer screamed, the black mole youth also used the recoil force to shoot the gun in his right hand through his armpit, and the bullet swept across.

In an instant, a police officer running behind him was hit in the thigh by three bullets, and he knelt on the ground with a muffled howl, and countless blood splashed from the wound.

The next second, the black mole youth blew his head without hesitation, and then carried the body forward for three or four meters, shooting three clerks.

"Puff puff puff!"

The other four young men also raised their pistols and kept shooting at the crowd around them. More than a dozen men and women had no time to dodge and fell to the ground screaming.

Among these people, there were police, civilians, and captured prisoners, but no matter what their identities were, they became the target of the other side at this moment.

Eight or nine police officers who reacted drew their guns and pulled the triggers, accompanied by screams and shouts, and the sound of bullets breaking through the air whistled everywhere.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Dust and bullet holes were flying from time to time on the walls and the ground.

Faced with this difficult situation, the young man with a black mole was very calm, or even very peaceful, as if he didn't care about the bullets flying under his earlobes.

He didn't care how many police officers blocked his way. He just chose to move forward and charged towards the police station meeting room with a clear goal!

There is no doubt that his mission was to attack the three parties in the talks.

"Bang-bang!"

Seeing the police officers start to block, the young man with a black mole screamed, and his three companions immediately took out several objects from their travel bags and threw them into the crowded place.

A loud sound similar to firecrackers exploded, and the entire police hall became smokey, not only knocking over many police officers, but also blurring everyone's vision.

This made the police dare not shoot recklessly anymore, for fear of accidentally shooting over their own people.

"Go into the meeting room and find Ye Tianlong."

The young man with a black mole was not only fearless, but also well-trained. While he was shooting with a ferocious look, he shouted to his companions in dialect, cooperating tacitly.

He calmly and quickly changed the bullet accurately. He squatted on his left knee to avoid the attack, rolled with the heel of his hard military boots as the axis, and shot while rolling.

He performed the military movements he had learned extremely perfectly without making any mistakes.

From time to time, the police officers and people who blocked the road in front of him fell down with blood splattering. The rain of bullets became more and more dense, and dozens of police officers were suppressed by five people.

A police officer just shouted at his men to hold on, and his ear was blown into a pile of blood by the flying bullet!

No one expected that the young man with a black mole was so fierce. Many police officers subconsciously hid their bodies in the bunker and called for support to come quickly.

"Boom boom boom!"

When the police officers upstairs rushed down with guns to fight, the young man with a black mole opened his travel bag and threw out a dozen round objects.

Countless dense and dull explosions sounded in the police hall. In the terrifying roar and fire, the office desk was blown beyond recognition.

Metal fragments and glass flew everywhere, revealing the miserable steel frame and broken engine inside.

Tiles and dust were lifted up from the hard ground by the powerful explosives, and people were hit by secondary explosions from time to time.

The bursts of fire and black smoke stimulated everyone's eyes, and the table was lifted high by the air wave, and then fell down with a bang, breaking into pieces.

Thick smoke!

Under such intensive and terrifying explosions, it was difficult for the police to make an effective counterattack, and even had some difficulty in protecting themselves.

Many people dodged around in a panic, rolling and crawling quickly to retreat to the corner.

"Go into the meeting room and kill Ye Tianlong!"

The young man with black mole did not forget to remind his companions: "Kill Ye Tianlong."

Obviously he thought Ye Tianlong was also in the conference room.

"asshole!"

Bai Fuche immediately rolled into a corner to hide. By the time he regained his composure, the police hall was already in a mess.

There were four more bullet holes where he had been sitting. He believed that if he had come out a minute later, he would have been killed by stray bullets.

After the huge panic, there was a feeling of joy and anger after the disaster. Bai Fuchi clenched his fists and shouted: "Take them down."

At this moment, the five police officers were already struggling to get away from Ye Tianlong. It was not that they wanted to let go of Ye Tianlong, but they were knocked over by the air wave.

In their eyes, Ye Tianlong is still very suspicious.

"Bang bang!"

But before they could lock onto Ye Tianlong's shadow again, a braided young man with red eyes appeared, and the familiar sound of an assault rifle was heard.

The three police officers instantly covered their heads and fell to the ground.

The bullets sprayed out from the muzzle of the assault rifle, and the force caused at close range almost shattered the entire head of the policeman who was hit in the head.

Broken skulls, brains, blood, and countless red and white mixtures exploded from the upper body of the policeman who was shot.

Bai Fuche, who was behind, felt that his face was sticky. He stretched out his hand and touched it. A ball of warm, sticky red and white stuff was sitting on his cheek.

The next second, his eyes froze because a gun was pointed at his head, and behind him was the ferocious face of a braided young man.

I'm dying!

A thought flashed through Bai Fuche's mind, and his whole body felt as cold as falling into an ice cave.

"Sawadika!"

At this moment, a voice sounded slowly, followed by a sharp whoosh.

A paper knife was shot into the braided young man's throat. He watched helplessly as blood spurted from his throat and flew in the cold wind.

What a fast knife!

When the braided young man was about to fall to the ground with shock on his face, Ye Tianlong walked out of the white smoke and dodged the gun in his hand with his backhand, calmly and powerfully:

"Ye Tianlong is here."