C741 It's Causing More Trouble

A group of shadows came out.

Under the cover of those guys who didn't want to live just now, they directly went to the east side of the house.

This way, Andy and the others would have no advantage.

In the blink of an eye, the other party climbed onto the wall like a monkey and fired at that side.

Fortunately, a few soldiers rushed to the side of the car and relied on the hard iron cover to shoot in that direction.

It seemed that even this method would not work. Hobson was inexplicably annoyed. He fiercely pointed at Andy and involuntarily cursed: "Idiot, you're so much slower, sigh. . . "

After a sigh, there was really nothing else he could do other than keep getting angry.

He could only temporarily maintain this situation and wanted to charge in first to make a meritorious service. That was impossible.

More than ten minutes later, a group of people appeared out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to look. They were friends that he couldn't be more familiar with.

Zhao Xiaoming, who was eating gum.

An old Taoist who was holding a dog and a monkey.

What an ordinary scene. Old Huo had no idea at all that the two of them were commenting on the performance of their respective groups. They had always regarded him as their leader.

Zhao Xiaoming had been recommended as the commander-in-chief and had more or less played some role. It was not good for Hobson to vent his anger on him, so he directly came at the old Taoist.

He pointed at the old Taoist priest's nose and scolded him in anger:

"Brother, what are you doing?

My brother is charging, bleeding and injured. You, you made two small animals. I'm sorry, please leave. This is not a zoo, not a zoo, you understand! "

As he finished speaking, his face turned livid with anger, and more blood seeped out from his body.

The old Taoist priest looked at him blankly. He wanted to explain something, but the blood on Old Huo's arm was slowly dripping to the ground. It made people laugh and feel pity for him.

"Ah?

What? Kidnapping? Please, such an important matter, what, so many people?"

Zhao Xiaoming listened to the activity in the walkie-talkie. Originally, he didn't need to listen to it every time. Seeing that there was going to be a dispute, he hurriedly asked.

He was the commander, and he didn't really deal with small matters. Now, the problem had been resolved.

After casually asking about the situation and knowing that it was a report from Foster, he exaggerated the situation. Then, he waved at Old Huo and said in a half-joking and half-serious manner:

"Uncle Huo, my condolences, no, I cherish it. It can't be helped. There's a war.

It's not a game. You should suffer a little. There's a big case where many people have been kidnapped.

If you can handle a serious criminal case, Go, if you can't. . . "

The latter half of the sentence was straightforward. When Hobson heard the serious situation, his expression immediately eased up. He impatiently waved his hand and said:

"Go, go, do your case. I'm not interested in that thing. "

Zhao Xiaoming quickly pulled the old Taoist away.

The accident happened in a civilian area near the Yellow River Hotel.

A group of bandits rushed out of the encirclement and searched the streets, trying to find a large number of people so that they could be used as hostages.

They had tried this method many times, but this time they had to do something big.

These crazy guys, every time before they did something big, they would drag a few of them along with them.

This kind of common disease was popular among the killers all over the world, causing countless innocent people to be fatally injured.

Fortunately, after Foster's appointment, the workstation was extremely serious. They used various methods to get the townsfolk to avoid it. Whether it was going up the mountain or hiding near the police station or the alliance camp, they could not come out.

As the saying went, there were notices posted all over the streets. There were also illiterate people.

In front of a row of houses, a chubby woman with a basket on her head was returning from outside.

Her name was Marvin, and she had a well-built body. Her appearance was ordinary, and even a bit ugly. She wore a flowery skirt, and it was almost impossible to tell what color she was wearing.

Perhaps she felt that her appearance was safe and that she didn't have money in her pocket, so she shouldn't attract the attention of the bad guys.

Now, their family was surrounded by seven or eight bandits.

One by one, black guns were pointed at their heads.

Not far away, the captain of Hansen, who had rushed over in an emergency, was still considered smart. He stood dozens of meters away, and more than ten police officers were pointing their guns at the bandit soldiers, looking ready to fight.

Looking again, Mrs. Marvin's family was like frightened animals. Their bodies were curled up, and their mouths were moving. They didn't even have the courage to beg for mercy.

How many years had it been? They were used to seeing bandits bullying civilians. These demons who ate people without spitting out their bones were extremely psychotic. Once they were excited, they could take out a moving fetus from the pregnant woman's belly.

The most common bad things they did were already notorious:

Using a long stick to pierce through a few people's bodies was like a candied gourd. If they did not die immediately, they would listen to their miserable cries for joy.

When Zhao Xiaoming ran over along the wall, he took a few glances from afar and was immediately shocked:

There were too many people in this family. There were more than a dozen of them, big and small.

Looking at the size, the big child was about 1. 5 or 1. 6 meters tall, and the small six or seven were about the same height.

All of them were skinny, and the bigger ones were wearing shorts. Most of them were naked.

If this was seen by outsiders, they would definitely have this kind of suspicion. Marvin's husband and children were all pitifully thin. Marvin was just as fat as a bucket.

"Little Ming, that's a special illness. It's related to the pancreas, and at the same time, it's indigestion. "

The old Taoist saw him standing there without moving and quickly explained.

At this moment, he heard a loud noise coming from the east.

They looked at Captain Harrison, who was standing opposite of them. He raised his heels and listened. They were closer to the bandits, so he signaled them with his hand gestures. Someone else had been hijacked.

A group of people who had been chased appeared in their eyes. Behind them were three or four bandits, waving their guns and chasing after them.

Just now, one of Marvin's children ran before he was caught.

A group of neighbors who had no time to dodge had been caught.

This time, there were even more people, and a large group of people squatted down.

"Believe it or not, even if they saved people, I still have to criticize them.

A serious criticism, what time is it? Why aren't you hiding it well? The brains of these people. . . " Wasn't this adding oil to the fire? Zhao Xiaoming was so angry that he almost wanted to scold someone.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the old Taoist say worriedly:

"My two ancestors, your sister-in-law, no, the Iron Widow is also. . . "

That's right, the Iron Widow was wearing denim pants. The gold necklace on her neck flashed and it was very eye-catching.

The bandit leader had a long face. He had been staring at the police officers on both sides. Suddenly, something bright appeared out of the corner of his eye. He slowly retreated, and when he was almost in front of the iron widow, he suddenly attacked. His fist landed heavily on the iron widow's head. She immediately covered her face and quickly dodged.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The necklace in her neck had already fallen into the long-faced leader's hands.

After a few punches and kicks, the bandit beside her had already beaten her to the ground.

"How dare you bully me? You devils, do you know that I, Qing Ren, am Mister Wang Daoming. . . " She was enraged and shouted fiercely.