Chapter 0302 Beautiful counterattack

"Is it fun?" Zhu Shuai took two steps back, clasped his fists and bowed his hands, looking like a gangster.

The excited nerves on the man in the headscarf continued to tense, and he laughed and laughed at him and spit out gold bars. A few guys were even more unscrupulous and reached out to pat his head with a swaying hand.

"Here..." Zhu Shuai said with a smile with his cheeks puffed over, bent down gently, and said, "Everyone has a share, don't be anxious, don't be anxious..."

The guys stopped talking and looked at his mouth as if he was possessed. It seemed that it was a treasure chest. When he opened his mouth, some gold bars and diamonds appeared.

It is said that greed is obsessed with greed. These guys were originally a group of bloodthirsty guys who could do anything as long as they had money. Now it is not only money, but also created by the great wizard of the East.

Another thing is that at this time, people are basically mentally retarded, and their minds are full of curiosity and money.

"Come on, come on..." Zhu Shuai said, putting his right hand into his pocket, pulled out something like lightning, bent over, swung his right hand up at once, and hitting them at the crotch.

This is the nunchaku he came from Sun Yuanzheng, a powerful tool for tight combat.

Now, all his weapons are concentrated on the lower three ways and his arms, and he plays a dragonfly stroke.

Dong, Dong, Dong... After a few dull sounds, the gangsters in front of him squatted on the ground with their stomachs covered, screaming for a moment.

On the other side, Meilinda also reacted for two or three seconds before she realized that Zhu Shuai dug a big hole and told them to be fooled without any warning. Now she was fighting back fiercely. She suddenly rose up and turned sideways, stretched out her long arms, and posed in a graceful and fierce shooting position. The left, wheel, hand, and gun shot out six bullets.

Her supplement played a key role, and the bandits behind him were shot and fell down.

If you want to talk about this left, wheel, hand, and gun, now it is basically used in public places in China for patrols. The lethality is significantly weakened by more than ten meters away. Those guys just fell to the ground and hid, and two of them raised their guns and started to fight here randomly.

"Look down!" Zhu Shuai shouted, and nowhere he got his strength. His chubby body jumped up. The height speed was definitely several times that of usual. He suddenly pounced on Melinda, hugged her and rolled towards the roadside. While feeling the fleshy body in his arms, he shouted in a big voice: "Big man, start fire."

The big man not only looked at them in this skill, but also at the little boss. He was pitiful and saved his life and didn't dare to run away. He was so angry that he was full of indignation at the little boss that he made a very awesome gesture, stepped on the accelerator, held a water spray gun in one hand and a 95-1 automatic rifle in the other. He also shot continuously, aimed at the gangsters on the road and shouted wildly: "Master, you can, don't worry, I'm old sand..."

As he shouted here, his water spray gun with his other hand shot out twenty or thirty meters, as if he was driving away the troubled crowd, making those guys hurt all over his body. It felt like a knife, and it was even more uncomfortable than a knife. It was like a hammer, which was even more powerful than a hammer. There were a few guys with good physical strength who had just struggled and were sprayed out all the time...

At this time, few people noticed that figures, one big and one small, were looking here from afar.

They sat on the tall branches of a tree, knocking the five-spice melon seeds, the younger one said: "Sir Long, the handsome brother is so powerful. He is so brave. He cheated them by playing magic..."

The person who spoke was August. He was fiddling with the electronic watch on his wrist and did not delay enjoying the wonderful performances in the distance. Now he was eating the seeds that Chinese people said to be the only ones during festivals. After taking a bite, they spit out a beautiful arc and then their faces were full of admiration.

"Bad, if the big guy is next to you, he is not a beauty. Ah, my beautiful apprentice, he will have to get out of here like a bear. This guy is even more kissing when he sees a beauty than when you see fat." Long Wei looked at the little brat with a weird look, and smiled, teasing Zhu Shuai without any face.

"Then, then, if he met many bad guys, I remember that last time he was in the Monkey Forest, he almost cried. If it weren't for the help of that little uncle and that super big guy, he would have said he would have to see God." August thought naively, thinking of Zhu Shuai was really different from the past, and he was so brave today.

Long Wei saw that he thought for a while, and seemed to be unable to find the answer. He was still scratching his head, looking at himself naively, suddenly raised his face, and deliberately kept it indifferently and said seriously: "You really want to know, then tell me a fun story, it must be something I have never heard of."

August thought for a while and said, do you really understand the customs and customs here? Then do you know what color of teeth are when the local child was born and what color of skin is?

"Smart, this broken story is simply an insult to my IQ. My IQ is more than 150. Children in primary schools in China know that when black people were born, their teeth were colored? No teeth, so what color was there?" Long Wei pretended to be unhappy and said, "After finishing his words, he saw that the little guy was staring at him blankly, and there was still a hint of confusion in his eyes, and immediately said to himself: "Yes, what color is the skin?"

"When I grow up, you have to take me as a policeman, go to your place, carry a gun, eat delicious food every day, and have beautiful beauties who feel sorry for me..." August's eyes were cute, and he looked at him cutely, real and cunning.

Long Wei pretended to be angry and raised his finger, pretending to be trying to hit his head, exaggeratedly: "Boy, you peek at me and said, "What have you seen? Don't give me honest explanations. I'll shoot your head first, and then pull your little bug down..."

Speaking of the little bug, Long Wei looked at the place where his crotch was.

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Sha Quancai and Zhu Shuai and others cooperated with each other and fucked the headscarf man and the others in one go. The bullets hit the ground, and the water gun was even more powerful. The guys were screaming and screaming, which was so terrible.

"A bastard, dare to make trouble on the territory of the China Riot brigade team. This is the rhythm of seeking death. We have a lot of dirty water, some, some are." Sha Quancai shouted loudly, holding the full automatic in his hand, and the water spray gun was enough.

This is not his big talk. At least half of the water in the water tank with a load capacity of more than ten tons is required, so there is no need to worry about insufficient water.

Zhu Shuai strongly covered Melinda and got out seven or eight meters away. The two of them rolled around. The Grandma hugged the other person and shouted excitedly: "Girl, hold me, hold me, the bullet is not eyebrow." He didn't listen to the gunshots, and then he felt regretful. Seeing that the guys in the south were sprayed into slaughter, and then he observed that there were no new gangsters in the distance, he felt relieved. He stood up, held a short gun, lowered the muzzle, and warned the situation here. The Grandma Shuai stood there, gently patted his thick belly, and shouted:

"You brainless guys, you squat down when you see me, and try to threaten and blackmail the most handsome international police officers. If you don't teach you a lesson, you won't be overwhelmed. Today, I, Mr. Zhu Shuai, executive vice captain of the riot team, will eliminate the harm for the people."

The attack on this group of armed gangsters is still continuing. Someone in the south said that he was both happy and angry. Who? Liu Liu, the chef squad leader.

This time, he didn't even say hello to his brothers. He took out the walkie-talkie, habitually pulled the launcher with his teeth, walked out seven or eight meters, looked back regretfully at the north side, and called in a hurry: "01,01, Report of the CS combat squad of the Field Team..."

Listening to the unique sound of the intercom, moaning, although Sun Yuanzheng suddenly realized that it was Liu Liu. He brought two intercoms today, and the other was placed on the steps at the door, fixed on the team's daily channel. This one was reserved for the field staff, so he could listen to the news there at any time.

As for why you use walkie-talkies, not mobile phones, only those who organize large-scale events and participate in emergency operations understand that the real useful thing is this. If you dial the contact person through your mobile phone, you will be desperate.

This is the first time Liu Liu has participated in such an important action. He is anxious when he speaks, and he always forgets the battle number he has determined. CS is what he thinks he is tall and mysterious. Isn’t it the abbreviation of the kitchen team? It’s also mysterious.

When he heard his movement, Corno looked forward, clearly realizing that the situation in the city was complicated. Otherwise, this guy was so anxious to speak. The cripple next to him immediately came to him, and a mosquito-like voice reminded: "There is no new news from Mr. Jones's observer. There was indeed a gunfight in the city just now, and there was no news of the bandits evacuating..."

Wurigen and Sally could understand some Chinese. The economic and cultural exchanges between Ukraine and China have increased significantly in recent years. Just like no one in China can say anything like Hara, they were also worried. Sally gently put down her hand with a teacup and whispered to Sun Yuanzheng: "Mr. Commander, if you don't have it, just apply for a helicopter. We can apply for an agreement while dispatching. After all, the situation is urgent..."

Sun Yuanzheng smiled calmly at them, twisted the volume up, and whispered to the intercom, "Liuzi, what's the matter? Tell me, I'll listen."

Over there, Liu Liu looked at the intercom and was stunned and thought to himself: "Captain, my CS combat squad is in actual combat now. You can't take such a serious problem seriously. Our brothers are waiting for you to praise and affirm."

"01, just now, the group of armed gangsters attempted to violently attack our team members. Our team members were Zhu Shuaisha and Quancai. Dashuai and the others were not abusive and played tricks. They even took off their promises. They were arrogant and disrespectful. They also wanted to make dumplings with them, and a local girl..." Liu Liuban was a professional term, half of them was a term for cooking, reporting clearly what had just happened.

Of course, this guy speaks Chinese. Even if he knows English, he was okay when dealing with the United Nations assessment. He had already forgotten to fry and fry during this period. Xia Hua was translating fluently next to him. When he saw what he said, he was arrogant and spoiled the dishes, he just omitted it. Outsiders could hear it clearly. Sun Yuanzheng showed a smug look on his face and gently tapped his fingers on his knees. Although he didn't comment, he seemed very satisfied.

This is not the first time Sally has witnessed the wonderful scene of the Chinese team members, especially the Dragon Power fighting fiercely. Now she is so focused. When she hears two team members, one with a weapon shock, the other with a high hand, the other with a high hand, the water and the gun is subduing, and a group of madmen are begging for mercy.

What is this concept? It is the most awesome routine for correct use of force.

Not only did the gangsters not cause blood to flow, but they also caused them to suffer all the hardships, which had the best effect.

"Mr. Sun, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, this is the most magical story I have heard in the mission area. It turns out that the fat team leader is also good at magic. Next time I see him, I ask him to turn me into a bouquet of roses. Come on, let's drink like this..." She smiled like a peach blossom, and raised her teacup happily, inviting everyone to celebrate. She forgot what the word should be called. Xia Hua hurriedly said: "Chinese is called tea instead of wine, English is called..."

He was about to clink glasses, Sun Yuanzheng smiled and suddenly remembered Corno next to him: "Old Ke, why don't you have some tea first? I've been standing for a long time, and that young man is there."

What Sun Yuanzheng said is no longer as cold as it was at the beginning. He was originally such a person, sometimes cold on the outside and hot on the inside, sometimes cold on the outside and cold on the inside. This time, although Corno was not very good at attitude, he always held a skeptical view. After all, he had been staying at his door for a long time. Even a beggar had to give him food.
Chapter completed!