Chapter 533 Repay

Xiongxiong rolled down the car window and smiled with his mouth wide open.

Chu Wanfu leaned forward slightly and found Boss Xia, who was always there to watch the fun, sitting in the passenger seat.

"You..." He paused, then said, "Just stop right here and don't move."

I wanted to ask why we were here, but then I thought that was obvious nonsense, so I changed my mind the moment I said it.

But Xia Yan still heard it.

She said to Xiong Xiong, "Close the car window, it smells bad!"

Chu Wanfu sniffed and found that the air was indeed filled with gunpowder, gasoline, and an indescribable complex smell of burning. If you add the fishy smell coming from afar, one breath would indeed make you feel drunk.

So his soldiers all wore gas masks.

After just a moment of distraction, he once again threw himself into the tense battle.

Jing Wenbin's group of men who were fighting stubbornly had a lot of supplies in their hands. They drove their armored vehicles at full throttle as if they were free and charged forward with a fearless attitude of death.

Looking at the high-precision armored vehicles gathered like beetles on the opposite side, Chu Wanfu's eyes showed some regret.

boom!

Suddenly, they stepped on the accelerator and brake pedals at the same time, all the wheels spun and rubbed wildly in place, and puffs of black smoke emerged, gradually dissipating like fog.

At the moment when the gunfire in the battle ahead paused, the sound of huge propellers turning suddenly came out, and on the left side of the building, two helicopters slowly flew out from it.

With the help of the lights in the field, one could clearly see the faces crowded together behind the glass. There were many people sitting inside. At the same time, they also saw the armed forces holding guns on the opposite side, and these people suddenly panicked.

Every mouth opened and closed in panic, urging the pilot to take off quickly and get out of the attack range as soon as possible!

At Chu Wanfu's command, the black gun barrel aimed at the helicopter and pulled the trigger.

It seemed as if a meteor shower was falling from the sky, leaving afterimages on the retina.

The people behind the glass stared with their eyes wide open, punched hard, kicked and pushed, and hid behind the crowd.

The helicopter lost its center of gravity and tilted immediately. After the pilot managed to stabilize it, he turned around and cursed. Looking at the approaching supernatural bomb, he wiped the sweat from his face and tried his best to make the helicopter rise.

At this time, countless heads popped out from their own armored vehicles. They raised their special-energy guns and fired randomly, then retracted into the vehicles to continue charging after firing.

It doesn't matter whether it can hit the target or not, as long as there is no bullet in the chamber!

The overwhelming amount of special energy bullets would make even a sharpshooter have to fire randomly!

"We must not let them escape, prepare to push forward!" Chu Wanfu said in a deep voice while holding the intercom.

After several "fireworks" lit up in the sky, the remaining special bombs had already hit the helicopter and exploded one after another.

The window shattered into small pieces, and screams suddenly resounded through the sky. The person closest to the window had his clothes caught on fire by sparks. As he jumped and slapped his hands, he was pushed out by people who were worried about igniting themselves.

"Tsk, it's like cooking dumplings." Xia Yan said to Xiong Xiong as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Xiongxiong held his cheeks with both hands and smacked his lips in response.

The driver was shot in the head by a superpower bullet, and the blood hole went from one side of the solar plexus to the other.

The out-of-control helicopter tilted and spun. No matter how the people inside shouted and called for help, they had to watch helplessly as they inevitably crashed into the ground.

boom!

The fuel tank exploded, sparks ignited at the scene, and a few lucky people stumbled out of the cabin, rolling on the ground in pain with their bodies covered in bright yellow.

At this time, our own armored vehicle stuck its head out again, aimed in the direction, and fired.

Xiong Xiong turned to Xia Yan in confusion and said, "Why are they attacking their own people?"

Xia Yan looked at the second helicopter that had encountered the same situation and said indifferently, "The indiscriminate attack on friend or foe shows that they don't want to leave anyone alive. This is probably to hide someone's tracks."

Xiong Xiong asked again: "Who is it?"

Xia Yan put on a mask and got out of the car, pointing to the top of the "sailboat". "Their boss, he wanted to use this trick to escape."

She looked at the dark building, wondering if Jing Yimai had found anyone.

Chu Wanfu also realized this. He immediately called out a well-equipped team and asked them to search for the person along the building as quickly as possible. They must capture Jing Wenbin before he escapes!

"yes!!"

...

Jing Yimai listened to the sound of the wind rushing past his ears and approached the building as fast as he could.

In the battle square in front of him, he saw General Chu sitting in an armored vehicle in charge of command.

His soldiers were well-trained and coordinated well, so it was effortless for him to defeat this group of idle people in society!

Jing Yimai hid himself in the darkness again, sticking close to the wall and going all the way to the back.

These people were all attracted by Chu Wanfu and didn't notice that he had climbed in through the window.

In the dim light, he saw two helicopters, packed with people, huddled together and sweating profusely.

Jing Yimai found that the person he was looking for was not inside, and he immediately realized that this was the bait used by Jing Wenbin to escape. The real him must be upstairs ready to leave at any time!

Jing Yimai found the stairs and climbed up quickly while making sure to be silent. He checked every floor, but there was no sign of Jing Wenbin until he was about to approach the floor without the roof.

Angry but powerless shouts rang out one after another:

"You're going to hell! You're going to hell!"

"I curse you to die a miserable death! Ah!"

"...Someone's already here to rescue us. If you know what's best for you, run for your life. Don't, don't embarrass us here."

"Haha, why are you panicking? Weren't you planning to stab me from behind just now? Why, are you scared now?"

Jing Yimai was shocked. This familiar voice was none other than Jing Wenbin!

What does he want to do? !

Jing Yimai gritted his teeth, unable to hide the hatred in his heart, and rushed to the last floor in a few breaths.

"Jing Wenbin, let them go!"

On the floor littered with papers and odds and ends, twenty or thirty men and women, half-naked and with haggard faces, sat together leaning on each other. Not far from them were two corpses that had died in great pain, and three strong men holding supernatural guns.

Jing Wenbin was dragging a person in front of him, holding a syringe in his left hand. The tip of the needle poked into the skin, forming a small indentation, and it seemed that blood was slowly oozing out.

The man's eyes were pulled downwards as far as possible, his body arched backwards to the limit, and the emotion of fear flowed out as if it were tangible.

Jing Wenbin was stunned when he heard the voice. He maintained this posture and slowly turned his head.

Blinking at Jing Yimai's face, he suddenly grinned, inserted his left hand, turned a deaf ear to the sharp wailing, pressed down the syringe with his fingers, injected one-third of the liquid into it, then pulled it out, held it in his palm, and kicked the man away with a fierce kick.

He looked at Jing Yimai and said:

"I never thought, brother, that you would come and die just when I was about to leave. Good brother, how can I repay you?"