Just as Xia Pingan rushed out of the alley, the members of the BG Gang on the street 100 meters away suddenly surrounded him. There were a total of eight people, three on the left side of the street and five on the right side of the street. Each of them was holding a weapon in their hands.
The eight hoodlums heard the gunshots and rushed over. When they saw Xia Pingan rushing out of the alley, they were shocked. One by one, they raised the guns in their hands and shot at Xia Pingan.
A fierce gunfight broke out on the street at once.
Da da da da da …
Da da da da …
Da da da …
The eight gangsters, four pistols and four automatic weapons, fired at Zhang Tie like water splashing over water.
When he saw the eight people, Xia Pingan had already thrown himself behind a tall sycamore tree. The bullets hit the sycamore tree, causing sawdust and leaves to fall down. The ground, walls and an abandoned shop around the sycamore tree were also hit by the bullets, leaving large craters.
Fortunately, this sycamore tree was old and its trunk was very thick. There were a lot of sycamore trees on the streets of Paris. The bullets couldn't penetrate the trunk of this sycamore tree, which was several 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 incoming bullets. The four automatic weapons on the other side were all firing at the same time. They did not pay attention to any coordination and were completely a motley crew. When the bullets in the automatic weapons ran out, the time to reload was when the enemy's firepower weakened. That was the window of time for him to counterattack.
"Anretto, let's surround them …"
"Kill that black-haired guy …"
"Damn it, Harry and the other four were killed in the alley just now. Were they killed …"
The gangsters of the BG Gang shouted on the street. They wanted to surround Zhang Tie from both sides, relying on their advantage in numbers and firepower. A group of people shouted and shouted on the street.
The opportunity that Xia Pingan was waiting for soon arrived. When the first submachine gun ran out of bullets and was ready to change the magazine, the other three submachine guns also ran out of bullets at almost the same time. The firepower that suppressed Xia Pingan suddenly weakened a lot.
Xia Pingan suddenly came out from behind the sycamore tree, holding the heavy AK steadily like a pair of iron pliers. He put his face on the front of the gun and aimed at the front of the gun. He was terrifyingly calm. Suddenly, he shot fiercely at the five people who rushed to the front.
"Da da … Da da … Da da …" After a round of bullets, two of the five gangsters who rushed to the front fell down at once. Their heads exploded, and the brain matter flew onto the faces of the people next to them.
The remaining three fell to the ground in horror, rolling and crawling to hide behind a car. They raised their guns and didn't dare to turn their heads. They just shot randomly, not caring where the bullets hit. When the other three saw Xia Pingan suddenly come out and shoot two of their own people, they were also shocked. They hurriedly hid behind the obstacles around them, and then shot randomly at Xia Pingan without showing their heads.
"Da da … Da da … Da da …" The AK in Xia Pingan's hand was full of bullets. He kept shooting, suppressing the remaining gangsters behind two cars and a wall. They didn't dare to show their heads at all.
One of the gangsters didn't show his head from behind the car. He just stretched out his hand and shot at them with a gun. Just as he stretched out his hand, one of Xia Pingan's bullets broke his wrist. His hand was a bloody mess, and he screamed loudly.
"My hand … My hand … Ah …" The gangster's screams were particularly ear-piercing among the gunshots, like the wailing of ghosts.
The power of the AK was too great. At such a close distance, the 7.62mm rifle bullet had a terrifying lethality when it hit a person. The bullet burrowed into the person's body and burst out a fist-sized hole.
On the other side, a gangster had just stretched half of his submachine gun out from the corner of the wall when a bullet directly hit the body of the gun. The gun fell from the gangster's hand, and the gun's parts scattered.
Behind a wall, a gangster who had just reloaded his submachine gun mustered up the courage to reveal half of his body and shoot at Xia Pingan. However, as soon as he came out, his skull was instantly blown away by a bullet, and he fell to the corner of the wall.
The remaining gangsters were shocked!
Compared to them, such accurate shooting was like heaven and earth. Even the elite French special forces who protected the government's evacuation may not have such terrifying shooting standards.
A gangster behind the car took out a grenade and threw it at Xia Pingan from behind the car. However, just as the grenade appeared on the roof of the car, Xia Pingan had already locked onto it. A string of bullets shot at it, and the grenade exploded in the air.
"Boom …" The grenade exploded on top of the car. The gangster hiding behind the car was directly hit by his own grenade. He screamed and rolled out from behind the car with a face full of glass shards. Then, he was shot in the head.
Xia Pingan moved quickly on the street, holding his gun and shooting accurately. He was like a machine, terrifyingly calm. Da da da da … Da da da da …
Just one gun was enough to suppress the firepower of the gangsters, making them not even dare to stick their heads out from behind the obstacles.
Halfway through, Xia Pingan held the gun in one hand and kept shooting. His other hand directly took out a grenade from before, opened the safety of the grenade, and threw it along the ground, hiding behind a wall.
"Boom …" With a loud explosion, flames and smoke fiercely spewed out. Two gangsters hiding behind the wall were blown out from behind the wall by the grenade.
Xia Pingan was on the street, and with one gun each, he directly shot the gangsters until they couldn't raise their heads. Xia Pingan crushed them all along the way, using bullets and accurate shooting to complete the suppression. Then, he bypassed the obstacles that the remaining gangsters were hiding behind and appeared on the side of the obstacles. Like a hunter hunting his prey, he shot the gangsters who were hiding behind the obstacles and randomly shooting outside.
When the last gangster saw Xia Pingan killing all his companions on the street, that gangster was terrified. He screamed, turned around, and ran from behind a sycamore tree.
Xia Pingan chased after him for two steps and stood on the street. Looking in the direction that the gangster ran, he raised the gun barrel and shot a bullet. That gangster had already run more than 50 meters, but a bullet still went through his head and he rolled on the street.
The gunshots that had been ringing just now finally stopped.
There was no one on the surrounding streets. When the gunshots rang out, everyone had hidden.
The barrel of the AK was smoking. At this time, there were only a dozen bullets left in the full magazine. In the more than 200 meters long street, in the alley, the gangsters of the BG Gang all fell to the ground. Xia Pingan held the AK and looked around. There was no enemy around.
He even heard groans.
Xia Pingan walked in the direction of the groans. He saw that one of the gangsters that had been blown out from behind the wall by his grenade was still alive. The shrapnel of the grenade had left seven or eight wounds on that gangster's body. The most fatal wound was on his abdomen.
That gangster covered his abdomen in vain. Like an earthworm exposed to the sun, he was writhing on the ground and gasping for breath. His lifeless eyes were looking at the sky. There was already a big pool of blood under that person's body.
With such a wound, if he could be sent to the emergency room immediately, there would be a chance for him to survive. However, there was no emergency room in Paris at this moment. Even if there was one, the medical resources would not be used to save a small member of the BG Gang. Therefore, this guy could only wait for his death. He could only wait for his blood to run dry and then slowly die.
Xia Pingan calmly walked in front of that gangster.
That gangster looked at Xia Pingan, who was walking towards him with a gun, in horror.
"Where is the headquarters of the BG Gang? How many people do you have …" Xia Pingan calmly asked.
The gangster widened his eyes and looked at Xia Pingan, who was looking down at him. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath. However, he tightly pursed his lips and did not say a word.
Xia Pingan fired a shot at his right knee. The gangster's right knee was directly smashed. After the shot, his right knee was only two-thirds of the way down. That gangster rolled and writhed on the ground in pain.
"Where is the headquarters of the BG Gang? How many people do you have …" Xia Pingan continued to ask calmly. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the gangster's left knee.
"In … the Square Building at No. 26 Bruno Street … the BG Gang has more than 200 people …" That gangster finally gave in.
Xia Pingan calmly fired another shot at the gangster's head, ending his pain in advance.
The whole street suddenly became quiet …
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