C722 All Kinds of Plans

"This one will do. "

Liang Shuai made a few models and pushed them to the door.

The model leaned against the goods and held a gun in her hand.

He was trying to lure the bandits into taking the bait and kill them.

Fatty Liu punched him in the arm. He said angrily:

"Wait a minute. Director Liu, I have to check. The cost is too high. It's not cost-effective. "

They were already hired by the police, and they were active in the police station. Both sides spent their spare time researching their own business, and everything was considered beneficial.

After checking the box, they found that it was a piece of scrap paper. It was a pity for the models.

Just as he was hesitating whether to do it or not, he heard an old voice naughtily say:

"People die of wealth. I didn't think about it. This is the past. How can the city not compensate you?

The two deputy mayors are both here, hmph. "

It was the old Taoist.

This fellow was very smart. At this moment, he brought up this idea. Hearing this, Fatty Liu Meng slapped his forehead a few times. He suddenly realized something and said:

"That's right, if I lie a little more, you have to give me some tax exemption policies. "

During the few days that the army had moved in, he had been active in the city. He had long aimed at the golden water channel and contacted the voyage company to sell the goods.

This mall was now his partner. A bunch of people who dreamed of making money surrounded him like flies.

Affected by this, he quickly begged:

"You guys do it first. The risks are shared. I'll go and bid"

He ran away without a care, leaving only the old Taoist priest and Liang Shuai to take action.

The bandits had already sneaked in.

They looked around vigilantly, many of them staring at the corner in the northwest. From their point of view, those people were definitely hiding there like refugees, shivering and waiting to die.

The battle began.

The old Taoist priest and Liang Shuai started to use the terrain battle, the land battle, and the empty city strategy. The old Taoist priest started to play the game of surrounding Wei to save Zhao. Liang Shuai was unable to use grass boats to borrow arrows, so the old Taoist priest started to play the game.

He brought a few police officers onto the iron rack, stretched out a condom, put it on, and then pulled it up. One by one, hanged ghosts were born.

Ever since Rus broke through more than ten meters, he had a bad feeling:

There were too many goods inside. They were all messy things and did not seem to be worth much. He had tried just now, but he could not even burn them down.

How could he know that Fatty Liu and the others had already poured water on these things? He couldn't even light them.

"Listen up, stop, stop!

Fire, fire, do you hear me?"

He no longer cared about those rich people and directly ordered them to clear the area first.

Rifles, submachine guns, and machine guns started to fire inside.

The old Taoist priest and the others followed the iron frame down, and when they jumped into the room on the second floor, their clothes were hooked by something. The burning pain made them so angry that they kept cursing:

"Marshal, damn it. I said let it be bigger. "

Liang Shuai did not remember saying that at all. He immediately picked up a bottle of Bull Two from the ground and handed it to Liang Shuai. He took two bites himself and said sarcastically,

"Useless thing. It's only been a few days and you haven't woken up from your martial arts. I heard that.

You are doing activities at night and sleeping during the day. It's only a matter of time. . . "

The mall was instantly smashed into pieces.

Hobson and the others came out and showed their might to the dozens of bandits. The old battalion commander pointed his machine gun at the top of his head and made a fancy gesture before he went up to the bandits.

The battle had begun. Huang Guzhu had already arrived at the edge of the mountain under the cover of night.

A few police officers saw the bandits guarding from afar and were worried about what to do.

Huang Yuanzhu pulled out his police dagger with a swoosh. Just as he was about to say that he wanted to grab his tongue and go in, he thought about it. The bandits were missing people. If he looked at the footprints again, he would definitely be able to find the situation.

Thus, a bold idea came out:

The two police officers turned over their clothes and took advantage of the fog to slowly touch the bandits at the intersection.

When they reached the back of a row of trees, they caught up with a gust of wind. They made a noise first, then threw the cash into the wind.

The colorful notes were very eye-catching. Someone noticed it. They all chased after him at the same time.

A group of strange people came out, carrying barrels of oil, holding a signal pot, and walking forward in a cat's pace.

The funniest one was the yellow root pillar.

He was carrying a bucket of oil, holding a bucket of oil in his armpit, a sharp dagger in his mouth, and a rag bag in his hand.

He used the bag to clean the footprints on the ground, looking serious and strange.

Xiao Qiangbing and the others on the mountain were also in a heated debate:

Chekov began his assassination.

He was a professional soldier who had participated in many mountain battles, and he had many ideas about the current situation, thinking that it was a typical adventurer.

Half an hour later. The bandits on the mountain kept shooting provocatively. Xiao Qiangjun condemned them without any politeness. At the same time, he retaliated without hesitation.

The more it was like this, the more Chekov insisted on his point of view. This time, he started to argue again:

"Shaw, we don't have an ordinary employee. If something goes wrong,

That would be a huge tragedy for headquarters. No one would be able to take responsibility for it.

Your thoughts sound very good, but it feels like. . . "

"Hollywood blockbusters, idealism, are simply impossible to realize, really. "

Coles and the others had always insisted on the same viewpoint, and they immediately supported it as if it was a joke.

If they rushed out just like that, it was very likely that they would cause a pack of wolves to chase after them. However, Charles also felt that it was still better than going on like this.

Xiao Qianbing looked at his watch and said confidently:

"Did you hear that? The city has already acted according to the plan. If it's not out of my expectations. . . "

He had always been full of confidence in his own ideas, and was even more so in regards to his brothers and friends. However, before he could finish speaking, Chekov coldly objected.

He made an exaggerated gesture, spread his hands, and shook his head as he said:

"I can tell that from the sound of the gunshot. If you didn't take advantage of me, what would have happened?"

This made Xiao Qiangbing angry. He didn't speak during the fight just now, but now he acted so professionally. If you have the ability, you should take a look at it a few times. Don't drive upside down here and make sarcastic remarks.

Just as he was thinking about how to refute, he saw people coming over along the roadside bushes.

A few people stood in a concealed area.

Huang Guzhu ordered someone to place the signal device on the tree. Even the battery was pressed. He rubbed his hands and reported, "There's no problem with the walkie-talkie.

We can call the phone too, Qiang Zi, we. . . "

This guy did well in front of his own people. Although he didn't mention his resume. . . He had to explain what he had done just now. He didn't expect Xiao Qiangbing to survive so quickly:

"Old Huang, where's the oil? Where's the oil?"

He looked like he was about to panic. Huang Yuanzhu pointed to the distance and said in a friendly manner:

"I was at the entrance just now. I can't carry it anymore. Tie Zi and the others will watch over me. You make the arrangements. "

A new force had arrived. Charles was naturally happy. He came over to hug Yellow Root Pillar, which had never been seen before, and said with a trembling voice,

"Team member Huang Guzhu, I will remember you. Gender, male. . . "