"F * ck, you actually dare to play dirty with me!"
Jiang Cheng was furious. He didn't expect the kidnapper to still not give up and actually dared to play dirty with him. Fortunately, he was lucky and didn't get hit by that bullet. Otherwise, he would have died and followed in the footsteps of the martyrs to meet Marx.
Jiang Cheng was also angry. Since they had already fallen out, there was nothing left to talk about. Jiang Cheng directly pulled out a black iron lump from his calf. This was another pistol he had hidden. It was a 9mm caliber Type-92 pistol with 15 bullets. In Jiang Cheng's hands, it was a killer weapon.
When a bullet was fired, it would definitely take away a life. This was not the 5.8mm caliber used by women. A bullet could only make a small hole in a person's body. This was a 9mm caliber weapon specially developed for Chinese men. When a 9mm bullet hit a person's body, it would leave a circle of flesh and blood. It would definitely be able to severely injure the enemy.
Jiang Cheng quickly pulled out the gun and fired. The muzzle was pointed at the building where he had just fired. As soon as the bullet was fired, he heard a muffled groan. Jiang Cheng immediately knew that someone had been shot.
The shot just now was too fast. Jiang Cheng didn't have time to really aim. Moreover, the target's shooting area was too small. He couldn't aim at his head, and the shot only hit his shoulder.
But it didn't matter. One shot could take out an enemy's combat power. Then he would have one less obstacle.
After this shot, Jiang Cheng immediately hid in the blind spot of the shooting, because he knew that in a few seconds, there would be a storm of bullets raining down from above. If he didn't run after the shot, wouldn't that be waiting for death?
Sure enough, just as Jiang Cheng hid at the side of the wall, a burst of rapid gunfire rang. Jiang Cheng only saw a burst of dust where he was just standing. Dozens of bullets swept the place where he was just standing. The cement floor was thinned by a layer. It felt like the US Army's cannons had flattened a mountain.
This burst of bullets lasted for at least a minute. Jiang Cheng's body was covered in a layer of dust. The suit on his body was the color of dirt. In a minute, he instantly changed from a social elite to a migrant worker who had just returned home.
There would be a moment when the bullets ran out. A minute later, the gunfire at the entrance of the corridor was a lot sparser. There was a clicking sound coming from above.
"Now's the time!"
Jiang Cheng thought in his mind. The best time to attack was when the enemy was reloading. Jiang Cheng immediately moved. His whole body's explosive power was exerted to the extreme in an instant. His whole body suddenly rushed up like a shadow. In a second, Jiang Cheng rushed to the center of the corridor. At this time, he could clearly see the faces of the enemies on the corridor.
There were a total of five people on the corridor. Each of them was holding a powerful submachine gun and an assault rifle. No wonder these guys could shoot so crazily just now. It seemed that the bullets could not be used up, which made Jiang Cheng's face dirty.
When the five people saw Jiang Cheng, each of their faces was full of surprise. Jiang Cheng appeared so fast that they didn't have time to react at all.
But when they reacted, Jiang Cheng had already raised the gun in his hand.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang." Five gunshots were fired, and five people fell.
At this time, in a room on the eighth floor, the masked man was shouting at a man in front of him, "What's going on? Without my orders, who told them to shoot?"
The man in front of him said in fear, "Leader, I don't know. I told them not to shoot without your orders. It seems that it was the deputy leader who ordered them to shoot!"
"Nonsense! Do they know who they are facing? They still want to have a gunfight with Jiang Cheng. They are courting death. Five people, five guns, want to kill Wolf King. If it was so easy, the boss would not have let him escape from New York so easily, and he would not have been defeated by him again and again. What nonsense. "
After the masked man scolded his man, he began to think about what to do next. The deputy leader had always been at odds with him. Every time, he would use the opportunity to take the masked man down.
The conflict between the first and second leaders had been going on for a long time. This was something that all the team members knew. Originally, the mission was halfway completed, and Jiang Cheng had already been attracted. The masked man had originally planned to make a direct exchange because he had no way to fight Jiang Cheng head-on.
When Jiang Cheng was in the United States, he had turned New York and Washington upside down. His American boss had sent nearly a thousand people and all the local agents of the CIA, but they had not been able to catch and kill Jiang Cheng.
Today, there were only a dozen or so people by his side. It was even more impossible for them to be a match for this demon king. As long as they could safely exchange and get what they wanted, the mission would be considered a success. However, he didn't expect that the deputy team leader would be so eager for quick success that he would actually start to kill Jiang Cheng and take the credit. This was no different from courting death.
Not long after, a man rushed to the masked man and reported, "Leader, it's bad. The deputy leader and his five brothers are all dead. Jiang Cheng is coming. His firepower is too strong, and the brothers can't resist him!"
It turned out that after Jiang Cheng killed the five people, he seized their weapons and equipment. One of the weapons Jiang Cheng was very fond of was the P90TR made by the Belgian FN in 2000. This was a weapon of mass destruction. It could hold 50 rounds of 5.7mm bullets and could fire 14 rounds per second.
In the short span of four seconds, there was no doubt about its powerful vitality. Jiang Cheng only used two seconds to beat the guards from the fifth to the seventh floor. In the short span of a minute, there were five more corpses on the stairs.
Blood gurgled down the stairs, making people feel slippery as they walked.
Jiang Cheng held the P90 in his hand and was very happy. These guys were really rich. This gun was a good thing. In places where there was no sniper rifle, the P90 could almost be said to be unbeatable.
Three hundred bullets, fifty bullets to a magazine, and all six magazines were filled. It was enough for Jiang Cheng to squander for half a day. Moreover, there was a fully loaded Type 92 on his waist, a seized Glock 19, and two scattered grenades hanging on his belt. His combat power was simply off the charts.
A minute later, Jiang Cheng quickly rushed to the eighth floor. When he was ready to enter, Jiang Cheng was blocked.
This was because seven people suddenly rushed out of the room on the eighth floor, and each of them was holding a submachine gun. After all, Jiang Cheng was only one person. As the saying goes, two fists can't fight four hands, so Jiang Cheng made a temporary tactical retreat. He hid behind the wall and reloaded the P90.
The opponent's vitality was too strong. Even if Jiang Cheng had a meat grinder like the FN2000, he couldn't suppress the opponent's firepower alone.
Jiang Cheng had no choice but to put down the killer weapon in his hand and buckle a shiny grenade from his belt. Then, he opened the lid and burned the fuse for two seconds before Jiang Cheng had no choice but to throw the grenade into the room.
A second later, he heard someone shouting, "F * ck!" Then, there was no more, because a violent explosion below shook the entire building.
Even the wall that Jiang Cheng was leaning against was shaking as if there was an earthquake.
When there were basically no more wailing sounds, Jiang Chengcai picked up his killer weapon and strode into the room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw that the ground was covered with internal organs, the walls were stained with blood, and the floor was wet.
When Jiang Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown and cover his nose with his hand because the smell was really too bad.
"F * ck, I won't do this again next time. This is making people die without a whole corpse. It's so disgusting!"
Jiang Cheng began to wander around on the eighth floor while laughing and scolding. After a while, Jiang Cheng saw a stool in a room, and a person was tied to the stool.
Jiang Cheng recognized at a glance that it was Hu Pei who he saw in the video. He didn't expect that she was really here. Jiang Cheng didn't have any hope at first, thinking that the kidnappers would transfer her away. He didn't expect that she was still tied up here.
Jiang Cheng immediately put away the gun in his hand and quickly ran to Hu Pei. He reached out to untie the rope on Hu Pei's body. The first thing he untied was the blindfold on Hu Pei's face.
As soon as the blindfold was torn off, Hu Pei was stimulated by the sudden strong light and squinted her eyes.
After Jiang Cheng tore off the blindfold, he found that it was really Hu Pei. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. Although the rescue was a bit hard, fortunately, he still saved Hu Pei and didn't let her be in danger.
Jiang Cheng immediately smiled and said to Hu Pei, "Peipei, don't be afraid. I'm Jiang Cheng. Now open your eyes slowly and look at me!"
After Hu Pei heard Jiang Cheng's words, she couldn't help but be overjoyed. She had been tied up for more than a day, and her nerves were almost broken. When she heard that the kidnappers wanted Jiang Cheng to do such a dangerous thing, Hu Pei was full of worry.
Although she couldn't understand the conversation between the two, she understood that the masked leader definitely wanted to see Jiang Cheng to do something very difficult. Otherwise, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have said it was impossible.
But fortunately, Jiang Cheng actually came. Just now, there had been gunshots outside, and there was even the sound of explosions. Hu Pei was scared. She was afraid that Jiang Cheng would be injured. If Jiang Cheng was injured or died, then wouldn't she have to blame herself for a lifetime?
Hu Pei even thought that if this was really the case, then she would follow Jiang Cheng. Anyway, if Jiang Cheng died, she wouldn't have the face to live.
But when she opened her eyes and saw the person in front of her, Hu Pei couldn't help but cry with joy. She didn't expect Jiang Cheng to actually squat in front of her with a smile on his face.
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