"ah!"

Su Qing screamed in horror, and after a brief and intense sense of fear, she mustered up the courage to move towards Shijia little by little. The bloody scene made her brain dizzy, and the pungent smell of rust made her feel vaguely scared.

A few minutes ago, she was immersed in love fantasy and couldn't extricate herself, but now she is facing the boundary line of death.

What's wrong?

There was a sound that was deafening, it was roaring, screaming, and shouting. Countless complex emotions were entangled in the brain, and eventually they all turned into hesitation and fear.

"Don't move, little girl. The gun has no eyes. If you don't want to die, just stand there with your head in your arms."

Zheng Jun pointed his gun at Su Qing and threatened.

Su Qing's eyes were still staring blankly at the young man in the pool of blood, and she was like a puppet carrying a string. No matter what others said to her, she seemed to be unable to hear and did not react.

Lao Scar sneered: "This woman is so scared, just right."

Zheng Jun took out a pair of ******* from his army's green handbag, tied Su Qing's wrist tightly with a click, and ordered: "You are walking in front and seeing the building? Go in!"

His orders were not answered, which made him feel anger that he was ignored by the bug.

"Ba" Zheng Jun's hands were extremely powerful, leaving a deep red mark on Su Qing's face, staggering her.

He roared angrily: "Stinky****, don't want to die************* be obedient!"

Four middle-aged men, three women, and one child. Half a mob and half a hostage. Without anyone to stop them, the mobs pointed at the hostages with guns. It seemed that everything went smoothly, they moved to the writing room at a rhythm slightly faster than the walking speed.

Because only where can we continue to deal with the police and not be shot dead on the spot.

However, they did not consider the issue of survival, they just wanted to go crazy at this last moment.

The four thugs knew very well that this was the last day of their lives. The police would rather kill them all than consider leaving one person to force the confession. Their identities had just been investigated by the police and were about to start arresting. An insider of the police station urgently notified the group of people. It was just too late.

Xie Qingsheng bent over and pressed against the wall, trying to get close to Lao Scar and the others.

The 9mm police rotor in his hand is his greatest security. Six bullets not only mean a weapon for killing people, but also a bright future.

Wu Qingchen held a gun in one hand and covered his mouth with the other, so that he did not vomit.

"These bastards!"

With the rationality of the police academy graduates, he roughly counted that at least a dozen pedestrians on the road were unknown to their lives, and several of them were shot in the head and seemed to be helpless.

He moved his eyes to the young man lying at the noodle stall.

In Wu Qingchen's impression, this is a good person who is brave and brave. His definition of people is very simple, and Shi Jia happens to be the good person in his mind.

A good person does not live long.

A resentment towards God suddenly arose in his heart.

"Woo--"

Several sirens seemed to sound at the same time, east, west... all directions formed a large encirclement net. Although there was no police car yet, Wu Qingchen knew that the death of the thugs was not far from the death of the thugs.

The Longjing police would never let these guys go. Who would have expected that they would be so crazy that they would openly shoot on the road? The leader must be responsible for this matter to the public. The angry police chief probably had prepared countless ways of death for them, and even so, it would be difficult to eliminate the anger in his heart.

"Where are you?"

The walkie-talkie rang again, this time it was Yang Songlin, the squadron leader of the Blue Shark Rangers.

"We are at the scene. The fugitives took four hostages and are moving towards the Fuming Building." Wu Qingchen replied briefly. He saw that Xie Qingsheng's face was not very good.

Yang Songlin continued to ask: "How is the casualties? There was a problem with the camera at the scene just at the same time, and we can't see any situation at the scene now!"

Is there a problem with the camera at the same time?

Wu Qingchen felt a stern, and there were many surveillance cameras within his sight. As a traffic policeman, he could naturally identify those that were connected to the Internet, at least seven or eight.

"The medical staff is needed here, and the group of people just fired the gun."

"A bunch of madmen!" Yang Songlin couldn't help but curse, the signal seemed a little unstable: "You... be careful... gun... don't..."

"drop--"

The intercom suddenly lost all signals, and there were harsh noises coming from the outside.

Wu Qingchen tried to debug and gave up.

He took out his phone and found that there were colorful interference patterns on the screen of the phone. Before he could try to operate the phone, a faint "hiss" sounded, and the screen of the phone suddenly went out into darkness.

"What's going on..." The more nervous you are, any abnormalities will cause panic in Wu Qingchen's heart.

He had just put down his cell phone and looked up at Xie Qingsheng's terrified eyes.

Exerting too much force, the stiffness of the muscles made the gullies on Xie Qingsheng's face more and more obvious. He pressed his mouth tightly and said nothing, pointing at the direction of the road with a trembling hand.

Emotions can be transmitted between people. Wu Qingchen could hear the fear in the tone of the old policeman in front of him. No one was afraid of the street racing just now, but now...

"That...what is it..." Xie Qingsheng couldn't even hold the 9mm police revolver in his hand.

Wu Qingchen followed Xie Qingsheng's gaze and with a "click", the pistol actually slid on the ground.

"I……****!"

In the messy noodle stall, the man who was originally hit in the chest gradually stood up. This may be explained by the tenacious vitality, but the changes in his body... definitely exceeded the scope of the human genetic spectrum.

Ferocious, weird, and beautiful with visual impact.

Shi Jia felt the willful bloom of power in his body, and the ability of absolute control seemed to have completely untied the shackles in this world, appearing in the eyes of the world in a transcendent posture.

The protection consciousness from instinct allows his subconscious to find an image with sufficient power in his memory.

The DNA hydrogen bond of the double helix structure breaks, and the base pair sort begins to recombinate.

The speed of metabolism exceeds the limit that humans can bear. Cells have experienced hundreds of births and deaths in less than a second. The brain provides the huge energy required for changes. The wild beasts bound in their hearts are now unfolding their fangs!

"The body is just a vehicle for thinking."

Shi Jia looked at her new body and smiled slightly.

He knew where this body came from his memory—
Chapter completed!