its 219: Tang Fang's power

"Which window is Xiao Zhang responsible for?" The deputy immediately asked in a low voice. The deputy pointed to the door of a large private room and made a gesture. The deputy immediately waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately gathered in front of the door. Several of them suddenly raised their guns at the door and pulled the trigger under the sign of the deputy's eyes.

For a moment, the rain of bullets flew, and countless bullets penetrated the thick wooden door and poured into the room. These people hit all the bullets, and the other people immediately went up, fired again, and constantly changed the shooting angle, trying to shoot bullets from this small door to any corner of the room.

After three rounds of rain, the deputy had reason to believe that even if there were living people in the room, he was dying and unable to resist. So he waved his hand, and a strong team member immediately rushed over and kicked the door down. Then, the five people in front immediately rushed in and pointed a gun at different corners of the house.

There are three bodies in the room. One is their companion, and the other two are Tang Fang's people. The deputy couldn't help frowning. Obviously, Tang Fang's not in this room surprised him.

At this moment, a door in the distance suddenly opened, and two men with guns jumped out of the door and raised their guns to shoot this way. When the door was pushed open, the team members who approached them were already alert. As soon as they appeared, the team members had raised their guns and shot first at a much faster speed than theirs. In the sound of gunfire, the two men swayed and fell into a pool of blood.

As soon as the two men fell down, another door suddenly opened, and two gunmen rushed out. However, because the team members had been prepared, before they could lift the gun, they had been shot and fell to the ground.

The deputy smiled and thought, "This level of guy also wants to fight against my brothers who have experienced strict training. It's really overesighting!" What?" While thinking about it, he suddenly found that there seemed to be something under the door that the last two men rushed out. He frowned and looked carefully and found that it was a mirror with a bracket.

"Mirror?" He was stunned and then saw a young and handsome face reflected in the mirror. There was a smile on his face and a sarcastic smell in his face, as if he were laughing at their group of skilled murderers. He was busy for a long time, but he couldn't find the right master at all.

An ominous feeling appeared in the heart of the deputy's hand. He raised his gun and shouted, "Everyone..."

Without waiting for the word "heart" to shout, the violent tinnitus made his head buzz. Then, an unbearable pain suddenly gushed out from the depths of his brain. He could no longer raise the gun. He just let go of his hand in the scream, and let the gun in his hand fall to the ground, so that the empty hands could catch up. Cover your ears.

But it's useless.

Not only him, but also more than a dozen team members in the corridor threw down their guns in turn and covered their ears in pain. A severe pain tormented their heads and made them lose all resistance. At this moment, from the opposite room, two men with guns rushed out and kept shooting as they walked forward. Each of them has two guns in their hands, and there are more than 40 bullets. No matter how bad the shooting is, it is enough to destroy this group of team members who have lost their ability to move.

In the sound of gunfire, the painful and struggling team members stopped their movements, slowly relaxed their limbs, and fell to the ground. The two murderers kept moving forward with a cold smile on their faces, and calmly made up for a few shots on the people who were hit but not dead.

"Bastard!" With a roar, the five people who were still in the room called for support on the walkie-talkie. They dodged to the door and shot outside the door. One of the two murderers immediately fell to the ground, while the other quickly flashed to a door next to hide and stretched out his hand from time to time.

At this moment, the two team members near the door suddenly had a strange condition. They threw their guns in pain and stumbled to cover their ears to hide in the room, but as soon as their heads tilted inward, the pain became more intense. Their bodies reflexively turned to the other side, so they suddenly found that they were getting closer to the door. Outside, the headache became weaker and weaker. They were tortured by pain and forgot that they were now in a life-and-death gunfight with each other, and rushed out of the door with the feeling of their bodies.

"Hey!" Their companions were stunned and rushed over. The two stood in the corridor and shot to suppress the gunman hiding in the nearby door. One quickly went over and reached out to pull the two.

"What a touching companion friendship." Through the mirror by the door, Tang Fang, who saw this scene in the corridor, couldn't help laughing. He turned around and smiled at the overseas drug dealer hiding behind a table and his three pale bodyguards: "I said that I will prove with practical actions that who is the strong, you can see for yourself."

With that, he pulled out a gun from his left and right armpits, opened the safety, and slowly walked out of the door.

At the moment when he stepped out of the door, the three team members who remained normal in the corridor suddenly became abnormal. They threw down their guns one after another, covered their ears in pain and curled up on the ground, with a cry of pain in their mouths. The Tang gunman, who was hiding in the door, immediately dodged out and aimed his gun at them.

"Let's go downstairs." Tang Fang nodded approvingly to the gunman, "Isn't there Brother Ma Zhihong and his ten brothers on the front?"

Ma Zhihong's face is very ugly at this moment.

The security guard and the boss in a suit have been knocked to the ground by him. Under his heavy technique, the boss's neck bone has been broken, and his head is tilted aside and he is out of breath. The handyman, seeing this situation, has long been so scared that he wet his trousers and fainted.

He stood downstairs and listened to the sound of gunfire for a long time. As a retired member of the Marine Corps, he knows a great understanding of all kinds of firearms, and he can fully hear the same sound in other people's ears, whether it is from his own side or the other party's gun. At first, judging from the sound of gunfire, he had the upper hand, but it didn't take long for the gunfire to stop, and from the last sound of gunfire, he heard that it was the other party who ended the gunfight.

"Impossible." He said repeatedly in his heart, "My team members are all real soldiers trained by me. How can Tang Fang's shrimp soldiers and crabs defeat them? And our number is much higher than theirs, unless they have heavy firepower... But listen to the sound of gunfire, their guns are just ordinary pistols, and they are not as good as us in firepower. Why? Why were they the last to shoot?

At this time, all the ten team members who were guarding the window outside also rushed in. Ma Zhihong instinctively felt a trace of bad. He turned his head and shouted angrily in a low voice: "Who let you come in? If Tang Fang escapes from the window at this time, you want your life!"

"The deputy captain... they..." A team member said with difficulty, "It seems that something has happened."

"They just contacted us for support." Another team member explained with a pale face, "Then we heard their moans, as if... it seemed to be very painful, and then we heard gunfire. We feel that something has happened to them, because you are also in it, and we are afraid..."

"Afraid of fart!" Ma Zhihong cursed rudely, stretched out his hand and took out a gun from his arms, raised it carefully, and slowly moved to the corridor in the lobby. The ten team members immediately protected each other, monitoring different directions while quickly moving forward, protecting Ma Zhihong in the central position and moving towards the corridor.

After passing the corner, they walked in along the corridor. Soon, they came to the stairway, hiding left and right by the wall, and did not rush upstairs.

"The one downstairs is Brother Ma Zhihong of the Miao family, right?" Tang Fang's slightly immature voice came from upstairs, and his voice was full of confidence. In the ears of these team members, it was like the roar of the hell beast, which was chilling.

"It's me." After a moment of silence, Ma Zhihong finally responded loudly. Mr. Tang is so powerful that he actually made me... all my men..." His voice trembled somewhat. He can't stop trembling. These people are all the crystallization of his painstaking efforts. They are his works of art. They are the Miao elites who trained in the wind and snow in the cold and hot summer. Now, their voices are no longer ringing, but Tang Fang's smile echoes in the corridor on the second floor.

Ma Zhihong remembered the previous rumor. When he first heard the rumor, he just snorted. In his opinion, killing more than a dozen gangster threwters with guns is not a great person at all. As long as he is given a gun and enough bullets, he is confident that one person can kill dozens of gangsters.

Therefore, in his opinion at the beginning, Tang Fang is just a hairy child who has received some training somewhere. The only thing worth paying attention to is that this hairy child has a lot of evil wisdom than ordinary people.

But now, he dares not treat Tang Fang as a child, because in the face of 20 team members who have been strictly trained by himself, even he is not sure to survive, and Tang Fang is obviously unscathed.

You know, according to the intelligence, Tang Fang only brought eight bodyguards with him this time.

"I'll go on for Big Brother Ma." Tang Fang smiled upstairs, "You killed all your men, didn't you? Brother Ma, there have been a lot of rumors about me in the past. You should have heard of it, right? To be honest with you, the rumor has its false side, but it also has its true side. If I want to say something that makes you feel sad, I can kill you and all the rest of the guys around you. Do you believe it?

"Then you can try it!" Ma Zhihong gritted his teeth and said.