109 The dead end corridor in the warehouse.

Lao Ye pulled Xiaoxing back to the innermost part of the corridor, raised his hand and shot it to smash the chandelier. After the space became dark, he stretched out his left hand to pull down the pile of scattered goods more than two meters high.

"Gudong, Gudong!"

After a row of cardboard boxes containing goods collapsed, Lao Ye roared in a low voice: "Climb in and stay in the goods."

"Crack!"

Xiaoxing, who was full of desire to survive, staggered over the pile of goods after hearing Lao Ye's instructions and hid in the darkness of the dead corner. Lao Ye hid behind the cardboard box and looked down at it.

There are five bullets left in the gun.

"Tread!"

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and more than a dozen large C-selling organizations such as my cousin flocked to him.

"My mom, where did the old B lamp come from? You dare to come here to compete and make gestures." After cursing, my cousin waved his hand and shouted, "Run in and pull the person out."

After speaking, more than a dozen thugs carried swords, guns, sticks, and rushed towards the pile of goods in one go.

Lao Ye watched the crowd rushed over from the narrow corridor and did not move for the time being.

Ten meters!

Eight meters!

Five meters!

Lao Ye pushed up the * with a thud, opened the insurance, but still did not move.

In the blink of an eye, three of the more than ten people stopped and stood there to raise pistols and five consecutive shots, while the rest of the people climbed up the pile of goods with pieces, knives, and sticks.

"Bang!"

Lao Ye suddenly stood up and knocked a box of goods from below his shoulders.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

The three gunmen pulled the trigger without even thinking about rolling the cargo box.

"Bang!"

Lao Ye leaned against the wall, standing in the darkness, but he happened to see the three young men with guns clearly in the direction of light, then pulled the gun line across and fired three shots in an instant.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

Only five meters away, Lao Ye shot three times in a flash, and the three of them were shot on their shoulders and staggered back several steps. At the same time, blood was soaring, and several huge bloody ideas instantly dyed half of the wall red.

After the three gunmen were temporarily suppressed, Lao Ye instinctively raised his hand and blocked his head. More than a dozen young men who rushed to the pile of goods raised the pieces, knife, and stick in their hands almost at the same time and smashed them down to his head.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

A metallic impact sounded, and after the slice, knife, and stick hit Lao Ye's arm, it was all blocked by the silver wrist guards that Lao Ye had prepared before. But even so, the strength of more than a dozen people was shocking his left arm as if he had lost consciousness, and his right leg movement was deformed and staggered back.

"Damn it, what's the trick on his arm?"

"Cut it on him!"

"Yes, cut off your body!"

“…!”

After a brief moment, everyone picked up the film, knife, and stick to fuck Lao Ye.

"Bang!"

Lao Ye had red eyes, grabbed a person with difficulty with his left hand, and pointed it at his stomach with his right hand.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots, and the guy in Lao Ye's hand fell to the ground on the spot.

"Bang bang!"

Lao Ye smashed his temple twice with the handle of the gun, then grabbed the knife, and stood on the pile of goods and couldn't dodge and cut N knife continuously.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

"Puchi, puchi!"

“…!”

The sound of metal hitting and the sound of knife slashing into the meat kept ringing on the pile of goods.

After more than ten seconds of bloody battle between the two sides, the young thugs instantly retreated like a tide, and four chopped companions and blood splashed all over the ground were left on the pile of goods.

"Huhh!"

Lao Ye was also very embarrassed, with knife wounds on his arms and shoulders. Several parts of his homemade armor vest, leg guards, and wrist guards had been cut open by the canvas by the knife, and I don’t know where the silver medal inside was thrown.

"Huhh!"

Old Ye gasped for a few times, hid behind the pile of goods and shouted: "Are you coming again??"

"Damn it, it's all waste!" The cousin was furious and was about to rush over with a gun.

"Bang!"

A young man on the left grabbed his cousin's wrist and whispered: "This old man has a few tricks and doesn't come out even if he squats inside. If we have to do it, we can't get two off."

My cousin stared at the other party without saying a word.

"Set the fire and throw it inside. He will shoot him when he comes out. If he doesn't come out, he will be burned to death." The young man added again.

"You can't come out if you are raised by Old B?" The eldest cousin yelled with his eyes.

Lao Ye didn't reply.

"Direct the coat with gasoline and throw it inside." The cousin greeted everyone quietly, and then waved his hands at the four young men who had just crawled out of the pile of goods.

"Pudong!"

Lao Ye realized that something was wrong and wanted to keep one when he reached out.

"Kang!"

The eldest cousin raised his hand and shot Lao Ye directly pressed him back.

"Uncle...what are they going to do?...what are they going to do?" Xiaoxing asked Old Ye with a pale face.

After a long time of silence, Old Ye looked down at his watch and murmured: "Is this a high position and a powerful person, have you forgotten me?"

...

At the main entrance of the warehouse 109.

Mr. Jiang stood in a lounge and looked up at a strong man who had just arrived and asked, "What's going on inside?"

"It seems that a family member of a "sheep" came here and wanted to steal people." The strong man responded softly.

"Just the only one who can make such a big noise, what are you doing for?" Mr. Jiang asked angrily.

“…I don’t know very well.”

"Damn it, it's useless!" Mr. Jiang cursed again, pointed out the door and said, "You guys should solve the matter quickly and deal with it completely. Use the card to open the iron door for me. I'm leaving."

"Okay!" The strong man knew very well that people like Mr. Jiang would never put him in danger, so he immediately had to use the card to open the door.

...

In the dead end corridor.

The eldest cousin waved his hand and shouted, "Don't you come out yet? Come on, light up the clothes for me and throw them inside!"

After hearing the sound, Lao Ye gritted his teeth and squatted up, then put his left hand on a cardboard box and said, "They want to set fire, I rush out, stay here and don't move!"

"Uncle, stop messing with them, let's... go out... maybe you can still live if you go out..." Xiaoxing begged.

"You have seen the maid and brother here. If you don't fight back, you will die!" Lao Ye replied very realistically.

Xiaoxing stood there in a daze.

"Take it over and throw the lit clothes over." The eldest cousin shouted again.

"Tread!"

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came from the roof of the corridor, and there was still a lot of dust falling on the wooden boards above the beams.

"What's the noise?" The cousin looked up at the roof.

...

On the roof.

More than a dozen armed police soldiers wearing military green combat uniforms squatted on the iron sheet in a triangle and quickly checked the guns.

"The assault team has arrived at the starting point of the gunfire, and all the team members are in place!"

“Control the front door!”

“Backdoor control!”

“…!”

There were bursts of reports sounding inside the walkie-talkie.

"Do it!"

About a second later, someone ordered the walkie-talkie.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise appeared on the roof of the warehouse, and the ceiling of the dead end suddenly collapsed!
Chapter completed!