In the Kowloon City Village Council Hall, before Inspector Lei Luo could speak, the doll, headed by the young and strong sects in the city, had a conflict with the veteran sects.

In the face of absolute interests, even the relationship between nephew and uncle is in vain. Doll strongly shot and killed his uncle, the veteran man, Ding, and blamed Lei Luo, shouting loudly: "Lei Luo killed Ding."

For a moment, the entire Jiulong Village began to get messy, and at the same time, the doll strongly pointed his gun directly at Lei Luo.

"Damn it, Doll Qiang actually used the m1911 pistol." Yang Lian cursed inwardly, and the loaded pistol appeared in his hand instantly.

Yang Lian kicked Lei Luo away, raised his hand, and shot the doll in the head with one shot. Then, Yang Lian fired several shots in a row, and solved the doll's men holding the gun one by one.

After dealing with the doll's forced gun-holding subordinate, Yang Lian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Without the threat of pistols, these so-called bewitchers don't look at them, and they are countless. For Yang Lian, they are pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

The veterans of Jiulong City Village were hiding beside him and trembling. Yang Lian immediately raised his hand to shoot and directly took them to see Master Ding. Since they were brothers, of course they had to be neat.

"Lei Luo killed Mr. Ding and avenged Mr. Ding!" There were waves of thunder and endless footsteps outside the meeting hall. He heard the sound and knew that the people in the Jiulong Village had been moved, and Lei Luo's face changed drastically.

"Detective Lei, don't panic!" Yang Lian waved his hand, and the guns that Gong Zhenqiang and his men dropped were taken into the storage ring by Yang Lian. Yang Lian directly filled the guns with his mind.

At the same time, Yang Lian also opened the scanning range of the storage ring. Any gold, jewelry, money, etc. scanned, were all included in the storage ring by Yang Lian, including the batch of gold given to Ding Master by Lei Luo and the income of Ding Master for most of his life, Yang Lian was all cheaper.

"Boom!" The door of the conference hall was kicked open, and countless bewitches rushed towards Yang Lian and Lei Luo. Yang Lian pulled Lei Luo behind him, and then Yang Lian raised his gun and shot.

After all the bullets were fired, Yang Lian collected the pistol that shot the bullets and then replaced it with a pistol full of bullets. Since the speed of changing the gun was only a moment, his eyes could not keep up with Yang Lian's speed of changing the gun, which made Lei Luo mistakenly believe that the gun in Yang Lian's hand was infinite bullets.

If Lei Luo came from later generations, he would definitely shout loudly at this time, "Coach, someone is cheating!"

"Let's go out of the back door." Lei Luo didn't know how many bullets Yang Lian had, but he thought that no matter how many bullets Yang Lian had prepared, he could not kill all these people. It would be better to take this opportunity to escape from the back door.

"Don't worry, I'm here, please make sure you're fine." Yang Lian ignored Lei Luo and still raised his gun and shot the young and dandy boys slowly.

From the standpoint of Shenzhou during this period of time, Yang Lian killed these people completely correct. This group of people who were poisoned by Ziben should be criticized by Daohong's red iron fist.

Yang Lian carries a lot of bullets, but the service life of the barrel is limited. After a while, all the barrels of the m1911 pistols on Yang Lian's hand were red. In the storage ring, time is still, and these pistols cannot dissipate heat even if they are placed in the storage ring. Yang Lian can only hang these guns on the belt on his body to dissipate heat naturally.

As for the hotness, Yang Lian was no longer concerned. Then, Yang Lian changed into a 38 police pistol and continued to shoot.

When Lei Luo saw Yang Lian so calm and keep shooting, he slowly calmed down. Only after calming down did Lei Luo understand the reason why Yang Lian could not escape from the back door.

Because of the right place, the right place is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the right place. For both sides, Yang Lian and Lei Luo occupy the right place and the local geography, while the people of the Jiulong City Village occupy most of the right place and the right place and the right place is not as good as the right place and the right place.

The council hall where Yang Lian is located is the fastest house. There is only one main entrance in and out, and the size of the main entrance is limited. At most three people can enter side by side at a time. Yang Lian raised his gun and shot, directly blocking the main entrance. After a moment, the body blocked the main entrance, and Yang Lian was able to breathe.

"Brother! We will be brothers from now on! If I have me, Lei Luo, I will never be hungry. Brothers are still thinking about it. You are good at taking advantage of the local favorable terrain. One man is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is in the way of the pass, and ten thousand men cannot open it. As long as the time is dragged for a long time, the fat boy and the others will rush in to save us if something is wrong." Lei Luo said excitedly.

"Pour some water for me." Yang Lian was too lazy to be polite to Lei Luo and greeted him directly.

"Okay! OK!" Lei Luo didn't mind either. He thought Yang Lian was thirsty, so he quickly poured water for Yang Lian and brought it to Yang Lian.

Yang Lian didn't drink it at all, but directly asked for the basin, pulled off some cloth and covered it with cold water, and cooled the pistol. Lei Luo immediately reacted and helped Yang Lian cool the pistol.

As for whether doing so will greatly damage the service life of the gun, Yang Lian and Lei Luo can't care about so much. As long as they can escape, Lei Luo said that the barrel of the gun will be enough in the future.

With a "bang~", the body that was betting on the main entrance was moved away. At the same time, the people from Jiulong Village kicked the back door and drilled through the walls, attacking Yang Lian and Lei Luo from all directions.

No matter how fast Yang's shooting speed is, he cannot withstand this kind of attack in all directions.

Aside from seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate; the same is true within seven steps, but if you break into three steps, the gun is not as good as cold weapons.

Yang Lian pulled Leiluo again, protected him behind him, waved his right hand, and a shield appeared in his hand. Yang Lian threw the shield directly to Leiluo, and pushed Leiluo to the corner of the wall with a push.

"Where did you take out the shield? It's so heavy, it's made of all steel?" Lei Luo asked in shock after squatting in the corner of the wall and using the shield to protect the vital parts of his body.

"Is this time to talk about this? Protect yourself and be careful to hurt yourself." After Yang Lian said that, he waved his hands again, and two steel swords appeared in his hands. Yang Lian waved the long sword in his hand, forcing the bewitch who came to attack, and roared: "Sword Blade Storm!"

Yang Lian's body turned like a gyro, and two steel swords rushed towards the bewitchers like meat grinders. These bewitchers had no guns, flesh and blood, and had no armor to protect him, so they could not defend against Yang Lian's big move.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the bewitchers fell to the ground one after another. The killing of cold weapons was more visually impactful than the killing of hot weapons. These bewitchers were so scared that they were killed.

After the group of bewitchers retreated for a certain distance, Yang Lian immediately stopped, shook his a little dizzy head, then replaced the sword with a gun, and shot again.

At this time, Lei Luo understood the reason for Yang Lian's sentence just now, "Protect yourself and be careful to hurt yourself" was not because he was careful to be hurt by these bewitches, but because he was careful to be hurt by Yang Lian.

Yang Lian's sword blade storm started, and he was a bit like he was not aware of his enemies.

Yang Lian calmly raised his gun and shot. Lei Luo also poked his head out and shot. He quickly repelled the enemy's entry into the house. At this time, the house was already covered with blood, and there was sticky blood everywhere, and he was very sticky when walking.

Yang Lian and Lei Luo could no longer care about so much. After taking a break for a while, Yang Lian said, "Let's go, let's fight out."
Chapter completed!