Chapter 468
The eight hooligans had rushed over when they heard the gunshots. When they saw Xia Pingan rushing out of the alley, they were shocked. One by one, they raised their guns and fired at Xia Pingan.
An intense gunfight broke out on the street at once.
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The eight gangsters, four pistols and four automatic weapons, fired at him like water.
By the time he saw the eight people on the other side, Xia Pingan had already pounced behind a tall sycamore tree. The bullets that were shot at him caused the sycamore tree to be filled with sawdust and leaves. The ground, walls, and an abandoned shop around the sycamore tree were also affected by the bullets, leaving a large crater.
Fortunately, this parasol tree was very old and its trunk was very thick. There were many of these parasol trees on the streets of Paris. The bullets from those weapons could not penetrate the trunk of this parasol tree, which was a few feet in diameter, and cause Xia Pingan any harm.
Debris flew around Xia Pingan like snowflakes. He held the AK in his hand and silently listened to the rhythm of the bullets fired-the enemy’s four automatic weapons were firing at the same time, and there was no coordination. It was a complete Motley crowd. When the automatic weapons finished one clip of bullets, the time it took to change the magazine was when the enemy’s firepower weakened, and that was the time window for him to counterattack.
“Anleto, let’s surround them and take a look.”
“Kill that black-haired brat, Yingluo!”
what the hell? Harry and the other five were in the alley just now. Did they get killed? ”
The thugs of the BG gang shouted on the street while trying to surround them from both sides with their advantage in numbers and firepower. The group of people were shouting and shouting on the street.
The opportunity that Xia ping ‘an had been waiting for arrived very quickly. As the first submachine gun ran out of bullets and was about to switch out its magazine, the other three submachine guns ran out of bullets at almost the same time. The firepower that was suppressing Xia ping’ an suddenly weakened by a large margin.
Xia Pingan suddenly appeared from behind the Chinese parasol tree. His hands were like iron pincers as he held the heavy AK firmly. He placed his face in front of the stock of the gun and aimed his eyes at the crosshair of the gun. His entire person was terrifyingly calm. In an instant, he started shooting fiercely at the five people who had rushed to the front.
da da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! as the bullets flew over, two of the five punks who had rushed to the front fell down. Their heads exploded, and their brains flew to the faces of the people next to them.
The remaining three men fell to the ground in fear and scrambled to hide behind a car. They raised their guns and did not dare to turn their heads around. They just shot randomly in their direction, not caring where the bullets hit. The other three men saw Xia Pingan come out and sweep two of their men. They were shocked and quickly found obstacles to cover themselves. Then, without showing their heads, they shot randomly in Xia Pingan’s direction.
The AK in Xia Pingan’s hand had too many bullets in its magazine. Bullets kept shooting out, suppressing the remaining hooligans behind two cars and a wall. They did not dare to show their faces at all.
One of the hooligans didn’t stick his head out from behind the car. He only extended his hand and fired at Xia Pingan. As soon as he extended his hand, Xia Pingan’s bullet broke his wrist. His hand was covered in blood, and he screamed in pain.
my hand! My hand! My hand! the Hooligan’s screams were particularly piercing in the midst of the gunshots, like the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves.
The power of the AKS was too great. At such a close distance, the 7.62mm rifle bullet had a terrifying destructive power when it hit a person. The bullet drilled in and exploded, leaving a fist-sized hole.
On the other side, a ruffian had just stuck out half of his submachine gun from the corner of the wall when a bullet hit the body of the submachine gun. The submachine gun fell from the ruffian’s hand, and the parts of the gun were scattered.
Behind a wall, a thug who had just reloaded his submachine gun mustered up the courage to reveal half of his body and was about to shoot at Xia Pingan. In the end, when he came out, his skull was instantly blown away by a bullet and he fell into the corner of the wall.
The rest of the hooligans were shocked!
Such accurate shooting was like heaven and earth compared to them. Even the elites of the France special forces who had protected the government’s retreat might not have such a terrifying shooting standard.
One of the gangsters behind the car took out a grenade and threw it at Xia Pingan from the back of the car. However, as soon as the grenade appeared on the roof of the car, Xia Pingan had already locked onto it. A string of bullets shot out, and the grenade exploded in the air.
boom! Boom! Boom! the grenade exploded on the car. The gangster hiding behind the car screamed in pain as he rolled out of the car with a face full of broken glass. He was then shot in the head.
Xia Pingan moved quickly on the street, holding the gun and shooting accurately. Like a machine, she was terrifyingly calm.
With just one gun, he suppressed the firepower of those hooligans, making them not even dare to stick their heads out from behind the obstacles.
Halfway there, Xia Pingan held the gun in one hand and kept shooting. With the other hand, he took out a grenade from before, unlocked the safety, and threw it along the ground behind a wall.
boom! Boom! Boom! an explosion was heard, and flames and smoke were spewed out. The two punks who were hiding behind the wall were blasted out by the grenade.
Xia ping ‘an was on the street. With one person and one gun, she directly shot the hooligans so hard that they couldn’t raise their heads. Xia ping’ an crushed them all the way, using bullets and accurate shots to suppress them. Then, she bypassed the obstacles that the remaining hooligans were hiding in and appeared on the side of the obstacles. Like a Hunter hunting his prey, she shot the hooligans who were hiding behind the obstacles and shooting randomly outside in the street.
When the last hooligan was left, he saw Xia Pingan kill all his companions on the street. The hooligan was terrified and shouted loudly. He turned around and ran from behind a sycamore tree.
Xia Pingan took two steps forward and stood on the street. She looked in the direction that the hooligan had escaped in. She raised her gun and fired a bullet. The hooligan had already run more than 50 meters away, but a bullet still went through his head and he rolled down the street.
The gunshots that had been resounding just now finally stopped.
There was not a single person on the street. When the gunshot rang out, everyone went into hiding.
The barrel of the AK was smoking, and there were only a dozen bullets left in the drum. On the 200-meter-Long Street, in the alleys, the thugs of the BG gang were all on the ground. Xia Pingan held his AK and looked around, but there was no one around.
He could even hear moans in his ears.
Xia ping ‘an followed the moaning sound and saw that the thug who had been blown up by his grenade from behind the wall was not dead yet. The fragments of the grenade had left seven or eight wounds on the thug’s body, and the most fatal wound was on his abdomen.
The thug covered his belly like an earthworm being exposed to the sun. He was wriggling on the ground and panting heavily. He looked up at the sky with glassy-eyed eyes. There was already a big pool of blood under his body.
With such a wound, if he could be sent to the emergency room immediately, he might have a chance to survive. However, there was no emergency room in Paris at this moment. Even if there was, it was impossible to save a Lackey of BG with such medical resources. Therefore, this guy could only wait for death, wait for his blood to run dry, and then die slowly.
Xia ping ‘an calmly walked to the front of the hooligan.
The hooligan looked at Xia Pingan, who was walking over with a gun, in horror.
where is the headquarters of the BG gang? how many people are there? ” Xia Pingan asked calmly.
The gangster’s eyes widened as he looked at Xia ping ‘an, who was looking down at him. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath, but he pursed his lips tightly and did not say a word.
Xia Pingan fired a shot at the thug’s right knee. The thug’s right knee was immediately broken. After the shot, only two-thirds of his right knee was still intact. The thug rolled and writhed on the ground in pain.
where’s the headquarters of the BG gang? how many people are there? ” Xia Pingan continued to ask calmly, the gun pointed at the left knee of the hooligan.
in the square building at 26 Bruno Street ” there are more than 200 people in the BG gang “, the hooligan finally gave in.
Xia ping ‘an calmly fired another shot, hitting the gangster’s head and ending his pain early.
The entire Street was suddenly quiet and enshrouded in a dense mist.