Chapter 817: The Robbery in Progress (2)

The sudden connection of the power made the originally dark exhibition hall immediately brighter than day, and at the same time, it also made Yang Feng, who was still trying to smash the glass with a fire axe, pause.

Hearing the sound of the generator outside, Yang Feng took a deep breath, he looked at the antique cultural relics placed in the exhibition hall, gritted his teeth, and brandished the fire axe and smashed it towards the glass on the side.

"Dang Chang...... When the ...... is long"

Listening to the sound of broken glass coming from inside, Noto Jili and the little brothers outside looked at each other one by one, they really couldn't understand.

The first reaction of the average robber after being exposed is to quickly smear the soles of his feet with oil and run away, but this one is good, not only does he not run after being exposed, but he still continues to steal without fear, doesn't he understand that the police who arrested him will come at any time?

Although Noto Jili didn't care about the fate of the big thief in the exhibition hall inside, he was very concerned about his job, and he immediately gave new orders to several younger brothers.

"You guys, immediately touch the area around the exhibition hall, find out the specific location of the thief, don't alarm him when you see it, keep watching until the police arrive, just don't let him run away!"

After listening to Noto Jili's words, seven or eight security personnel looked at each other and bowed their heads and remained silent. Boss, people have guns in their hands, we only have a few electric batons in our hands at best, you let me spy on that thief, what if they give us a shuttle? Have you forgotten what happened to the three colleagues in front of you?

Seeing several little brothers looking at their toes one by one, as if flowers were growing there, seeing this, Noto Jili reached out and slapped the nearest security officer to him.

"Yagayalu, this is an order, if you are still here in three seconds, you will not be from the library team tomorrow!"

Under the coaxing and intimidation of Noto Jiri, these security personnel slowly touched the exhibition hall, just looking at their appearance of walking three steps and taking two steps back, Nodo Jili felt angry, and secretly made up his mind that after this incident, he must transfer all these timid guys out of here.

In less than 300 meters, these security personnel walked for seven or eight minutes, and when they walked to the side of the exhibition hall, the mournful siren finally appeared in their ears.

Seeing the police car with the lights shining on finally arrived, several security personnel were all relieved that the police had finally arrived, and they finally didn't have to take the risk.

Listening to the siren outside, Yang Feng, who was still busy in the exhibition hall, looked at the huge exhibition hall that was already full of cultural relics, and frowned slightly, although he was busy for more than half an hour, there were still nearly half of the cultural relics that had not been taken out, and it would be a pity if he left now.

Just then, a man's voice came in from outside.

"Listen to the people inside, we are the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department of Japan, you have been surrounded, quickly put down your weapons and raise your hands and come out of it, otherwise we will take decisive measures to attack you!"

"Listen inside, we're from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, you've ......"

Listening to the shouting from outside, Yang Feng put down the fire axe in his hand and strode to the window, in a police light, six police cars parked more than two hundred meters away from the exhibition hall, more than a dozen policemen were hiding behind the police car nervously raising a pistol at the exhibition hall, one of them was holding a horn to speak Chinese to himself.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's face slowly became cold, and he said coldly: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to come in, since you are here, then stay here." ”

Yang Feng raised the AKM in his hand, put the butt of the gun against the shoulder socket, put the policeman with a head exposed into the aiming circle, and pulled the trigger with the index finger of his right hand to shoot a point.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

I only heard a crisp gunshot, and the head of the policeman who was shouting vigorously with a loudspeaker suddenly exploded like a cracked watermelon, and the red blood and white brains flew around like scattered flowers, and several policemen who were hiding behind the car were splashed in the face at the same time.

Seeing that the person who was still shouting suddenly lost his head, this kind of shock is very strong for anyone.

Thanks to Japan's stable social environment, the working environment of Japanese police is actually quite good, and many police officers who have worked for decades in such shootings rarely encounter such a thing, let alone witness such a headshot.

Several policemen around were stunned, and after a long time, one of the inspectors closest to the headless body screamed, "Police department make up ...... Police Department Supplement ......"

"Ah......h

"Oh no, the Zhongchuan Police Department was killed."

"Shooting...... Hurry up and shoot ......"

"Quick...... Call for Reinforcement ...... Hurry up and call for additional staff ......"

The policeman who died was a police officer, and this rank was equivalent to the head of the police station in Huaxia, and he was also the head of these people.

Seeing that the head was killed, some of these policemen hid behind the police car and shot at the exhibition hall, some screamed in fright, and those who were a little calmer immediately reported to the command center and called for reinforcements, and for a while, these scenes were chaotic.

Several bullets hit the wall not far from Yang Feng with a crackling sound, and a splash of rubble even flew into the exhibition hall.

The standard gun of the Japanese police is the New Southern M60 Sakura revolver, which is a small and delicate pistol with only five reloads, and uses a point 38 caliber Special round.

As we all know, police pistols do not seek the most powerful, but require good non-lethality, so although the police outside shot continuously and hit the wall, it did not have any effect on Yang Feng in the exhibition hall.

"These locusts are truly mortal."

Yang Feng's heart was a little angry, and he raised the AK and pulled the trigger at the policeman who was hiding behind the police car and shooting at Zhan.

"Da Da Da ......"

In less than twenty seconds, Yang Feng emptied the magazine, took out a new magazine from the bag on his waist and replaced it, and pulled the trigger towards the police car.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

In just a few minutes, Yang Feng emptied three magazines, and the police cars that were used as cover by the Japanese police were also sieveed by 7.62 bullets, and two policemen were hit by bullets and fell in pools of blood.

Dense gunfire resounded in the early morning night sky, and the policemen who had been shot let out a terrible shout.

"Who's going to save me!"

"Help......"

"Mom's ......"

Listening to the terrible roar of the policeman who was shot to the end, the whole scene was chaotic for a while.