Yang Yi didn't drag Pol to run, he felt that he could already pick him up with a leap just now to push Pol, who was scared on the spot, away.

Yang Yi really felt that he had done enough, because he had no reason to die with Pol at all, and if it weren't for that Reddick's unwarranted suspicion of him, then how could he be involved in this fatal nirvana.

This is not an assassination, the killer is aimed at a target of Pol with precision, this is an armed raid, a group of ghosts who don't know who they are brazenly used rockets and other messy weapons on the street to kill all sides.

So the reality is that whoever gets close to Boer dies.

In fact, Yang Yi didn't know why he made the most wrong choice, but he involuntarily saved Pol's life, and then pushed himself into the most dangerous situation.

Now that Yang Yi is sober, he has to make the most correct choice.

The right choice, of course, is to stay away from Bol, as far away as possible, and then run, as fast as possible.

Yang Yi got up and ran.

I have to say that the instinct to survive is super strong.

Pol, who was scared stupidly, had collapsed, if there was no accident, he would have been killed on the spot standing stupidly, but Yang Yi slapped him as if he woke him up and gave him a beacon to escape.

Seeing Yang Yi get up and run, Pol also got up and ran, and he ran closely behind Yang Yi without dying.

Those bodyguards really don't eat dry food, Yang Yi doesn't know how much money Pol spent to invite these people, but if there are no bodyguards who have been resisting desperately, then Pol really doesn't know how many times he has died.

The range that the smoke bomb can cover is limited, and Yang Yi quickly ran out of the thick smoke area that could completely cover his figure, but the smoke can still provide him with great help, at least the people in the distance can't see their figures clearly, this undisguised and vague can't see the difference is big, one is certain to die, and the other is likely to die.

And the possibility of dying means that there is a high probability of being killed, but there is also the possibility of escaping that it is not.

Yang Yi saw that there were a few more craters on the ground in front of him.

After turning his head in a hurry, and finding that Pol was beside him and neck with him, Yang Yi slapped his hand hatefully.

"Call you cheap!"

Why did you save Pol, why did you slap him awake, now it's okay, the bullets are coming with Pol.

The highway is actually not too wide, only four lanes in both directions, plus how wide the sidewalks can be, and the range of smoke is getting bigger and bigger, so Yang Yi and Pol miraculously rushed into a store on the side of the road.

The difference is that Yang Yi rushed in, while Pol fell in.

dragged Pol, who fell to the ground, to the side, and dragged it to a place behind the wall where the bullet couldn't hit, and at that moment, Yang Yi really had a particularly strong sense of escaping death.

Half of Pol's face was swollen, which was when he was pushed to the ground by Yang Yi just now, and the other side of his face was also a little swollen, which was slapped by Yang Yi just now.

Dragged aside by Yang Yi, Pol sat on the ground and yelled, "Reddick is dead!" Reddick is dead! ”

"Shut up! I know! ”

Pol was bleeding from his mouth, and yelled at Yang Yi angrily: "What to do now, we are dead, what to do, what to do!" ”

"Shut up!"

Yang Yi involuntarily stretched out his hand to cover his head, and he said to himself very quickly: "Damn, this is a war, what to do, what to do......"

Just then, a bodyguard burst into the store, but just as he stepped through the door, a bullet hit him from behind.

The bodyguard fell to the ground, but he was wearing body armor, and although the bullet had penetrated the body armor, he was not dead, so the bodyguard tried to get up and move forward.

Pol reached for his bodyguard, and then another bullet came and hit the bodyguard in the head.

The bodyguard died at the door.

Yang Yi turned his head to look, only to find that he was in a store that sold alcohol, a store specializing in selling alcohol, and three electricians, a man, two women, were huddled in the innermost corner and were shivering.

"Where's the back door?"

The male clerk couldn't say anything, and a female clerk cried out, "We left early with the back door!" ”

Well, Yang Yi admitted that what the clerk said made a lot of sense.

There are big buildings everywhere in the neighborhood, shopping malls everywhere, and all kinds of shops everywhere, but how can you just run into a small shop with no back door?

It's too late to be annoyed, it's nice to have a door to enter.

Yang Yi returned to the door, and then he grabbed the bodyguard and pulled the bodyguard in.

First took the gun from the bodyguard, an M4 automatic rifle, then the pistol on the bodyguard's waist, a Glock 17.

It's Glock 17 again, in fact, Yang Yi really doesn't like this gun, it has nothing to do with performance, he just doesn't like the appearance of this gun.

Handing the M4 to Pol, Yang Yi said loudly: "Take it!" ”

Pol subconsciously took the rifle, and then Yang Yi reversed the corpse, took the only remaining magazine from the corpse's chest and gave it to Pol, then touched the corpse's waist and took out a pistol magazine.

From the corpse's left leg, Yang Yi pulled out a knife, a Soge M40 tactical knife.

With a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, Yang Yi took a breath, and then he said hatefully: "Fake, what the hell is this day." ”

After scolding, Yang Yi turned his head and yelled at Pol, "What the hell is going on!" ”

Pol didn't answer Yang Yi's question, but said nervously: "Your phone keeps ringing." ”

"Of course I can hear my phone ringing, but is it time to answer the phone? Fack! ”

Yang Yi stabbed the knife on the wooden shelf beside him, then he pointed a gun at the door of the store with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with his left hand to answer the call.

"Hey!"

"I hear gunshots and explosions, do you hear them?"

The call could only be from Xiao Ran, and Yang Yi said urgently: "Of course I heard it, because I was the one who was beaten!" ”

"Hell, what's going on? Aren't you playing cards? ”

Yang Yi hurriedly said: "I...... I don't have time to explain this to you, this is a battlefield, and I'm trapped, call the police, call the police! ”

Xiao Ran said in a deep voice: "I understand, hide, wait for me to save you." ”

"You can have a fart, now it's a battlefield, there are machine guns and artillery, what's the use of you coming, hey, hey? No way! ”

The phone had been hung up, Yang Yi hatefully put the phone into his pocket, and then Pol, who had regained his composure, suddenly said: "There are no gunshots." ”

Yang Yi listened attentively for a moment, and then he sighed: "It's over, your bodyguards are dead, and now no one can stop them." ”

Pol took a deep breath and whispered, "It's up to you, man, it's all up to you." ”

Yang Yi said angrily: "Rely on me? What do you mean it's all up to me? Why it's all up to me, I'm not your bodyguard! I...... No way! Stay back, all stay back, hide, watch out for grenades! ”