With a loud "bang", the grenade exploded in the air that was less than half a meter away. Tanisu Eio screamed bitterly, his eyes were about to protrude from his sockets, and he was obviously hit by shrapnel. Mobile https:

Fang Buwei was scared and sweated coldly.

The reaction was a little slower, and the shrapnel stomped on him.

A scream came from all around. Fang Buwei turned his head. In addition to the people from the newspapers who had just come out of the room, two of them were blown down. One of them was shrapnel in the middle of his eye socket, and he obviously couldn't survive.

Fang Buwei's eyes were so angry that he pushed Gu Suo away, quickly lifted up his clothes, took off a grenade, and threw it into the aisle.

The grenade exploded, and there was a burst of ghosts and wolves howling inside.

There were at least six or seven screams, and the grenade should have been thrown into the human nest.

Fang Buwei's heart was shocked.

Where do so many people come from?

The Japanese in the authenticity are coming out!

I'll let you listen again.

Fang Buwei took off the second grenade and was about to throw it out when he saw a black dot flying out of the smoke.

It's also a grenade.

And the landing point is still near you.

What a hell?

Once was a coincidence, was the second time also a coincidence?

Why do Japanese grenades throw at them back?

Fang Buwei was quick to learn his wisdom. He supported his hands and kicked his legs. The person who was originally lying on the ground jumped out of thin air and slapped the grenade.

With a "slap", the grenade was shot and flew back, and it exploded as soon as it flew into the aisle.

Fang Buwei rushed to the ground heavily and made a dull "bang".

"Just next to the pillar!" Fang Buwei heard the Japanese in the aisle shouting.

Just lean on the pillar.

Listening to the voice to defend the position, Fang didn't raise his hand and just shot him.

Someone groaned,

The bullet should have shot through the wooden partition wall and hit the person who had just called out.

Fang Buwei's second grenade was thrown out again.

Three consecutive grenades finally suppressed the enemy's firepower and gave their own people time to react.

The smoke was too thick and people could not be seen, but at least the general direction of the enemy could be determined. Bullets were shot into the aisle on the first floor just like money.

Grenades were thrown in one by one, and the wooden partition wall was blown to pieces, and the Japanese didn't dare to reveal their heads.

Fang Buwei finally had a chance to think.

Even if the Japanese know that they are the leader, they cannot just chase them and fight alone?

Moreover, they knew that there were people on the hall and stairs, and they knew that they were the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. It was possible that the Japanese, who was the leader, was lying beside them, so why did they dare to throw grenades here again and again?

Are you not afraid of hurting your own people by chance?

Fang Buwei's heart moved and looked at Taro Komatsuhara who was crawling next to the pillar.

Could this be the Japanese target?

This is not saving people at all, it is more like silence!

This is all cruel to grandma's house!

Fang Buwei's heart trembled.

Who is this group you met today?

What is this Japanese fat man?

I've sent it, I've caught a big fish...

Fang Buwei was filled with excitement without a trace of fear.

He grabbed Komatsuhara Taro on his back and quickly crawled towards the door.

As soon as I climbed to the door, a burst of rapid gunfire sounded in the hall.

“Baoba…”

Fang Buwei's heart was shocked.

This is not a gun for one's own people.

Zheng Shifei's people were equipped with German equipment. Four of the eighteen people brought today were carrying German mp38 submachine guns, while the rest were equipped with German Mauser 1932 submachine guns, commonly known as box cannons.

The sound of these two guns is not like this.

And the gunshots came from the upstairs?

Fang Buwei subconsciously turned around and vaguely saw several flames spewing out from the entrance of the second floor stairs in the dust and mist in the sky.

Why do Japanese appear on the second floor?

The team members in the first two groups have clearly cleared all the people upstairs?

not good!

There must be a passage to the second floor in the room on the first floor, and maybe there will be tunnels, otherwise so many people and so many guns will suddenly appear in such a short time...

In just a few seconds, the first-floor team members were swept halfway.

Fortunately, Fang Buwei thought of sending Taro Komatsu Hara, otherwise he would be the first to be shot.

"I'll give you Lei Mother, so happy..."

Fang Buwei roared with his hands and feet, and jumped out the door like a flying one.

Even if I was injured, I had to send this Japanese fat man out, otherwise there would be no meaning at all if so many people were killed or injured today.

As soon as he jumped up, Fang Buwei's back suddenly felt a stinging pain, as if he had been stabbed.

Shot?

It's over!

The place where you were shot is to straighten your heart.

Fang Buwei fell heavily outside the door and felt ashamed.

Um?

Why did it hurt a little and there was no reaction, and the system was not moving?

Damn it, I forgot about the Japanese on my back.

The bullet should have penetrated the Japanese's body before hitting himself.

I'm afraid the Japanese I carried was in danger...

Fang Buwei rolled around and leaned close behind the stone pillar at the door.

The people who Zhao Shirui arranged to support rushed over.

"The first floor is on the right, and the second floor is on the left ten meters into the door and there are enemies at the entrance, and there are tunnels below. I don't know where it will emerge. Be careful and suppress it with all my strength..." Fang Buwei shouted loudly.

Almost in the rain of bullets, the supporters rushed in.

"Sir, you are injured!" The two team members leaned against Fang Buwei's side, as if they were here to protect him.

"I'm not dead yet!" Fang Buwei roared and lifted Taro Komatsu Hara from his back.

There was a bullet hole on the upper part of Taro Komatsuhara's left chest, and blood kept emitting out.

Fortunately, there is no vital point in this place.

Almost got the gourds by the Japanese.

Fang Buwei subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he pulled out his hand, he found that his hands were covered with blood.

It was only then that he remembered that after being knocked out by himself, the Japanese was lying on his back, including when he was carried out by himself.

Fang Buwei turned over Komatsuhara Taro again.

The entire back was covered with blood, and Fang Buwei saw two shrapnel injuries with his naked eyes. I don’t know how deep it is.

"Carry it out and send it to the hospital!" Fang Buwei yelled, and pressed over the submachine gun in the hands of the team members. He rolled, rolled behind the threshold, and raised the gun and fired.

His fingers never left the trigger. After hitting it in one stroke, he finally hit the enemy on the second floor.

"Change the magazine!" Fang Buwei threw the gun in his hand to the team members around him, and snatched the gun in his hand.

Fang Buwei only hit the stairs, and the Japanese on the second floor did not dare to show their heads. Even if they threw grenades, they would only dare to roll down the stairs and not throw them far away.

Teams of police rushed in from the street entrance, and Taogu Street and Xiuhua Lane were surrounded by police.
Chapter completed!