Chapter 690: The Bloodiest Night

Grabbing the gap of the enemy's magazine change, Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of the back seat of the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 The gangster gunman across the street immediately opened fire on him, bullets whizzing at him. More than a dozen guns hit him one by one, and he couldn't lift his head from hiding in the trunk of the car.

"Victor, you madman!" Helena shouted angrily, and was immediately forced back by the flying bullets. She threw herself into the rear window, worried about Zhou Qingfeng's condition.

And Zhou Qingfeng still couldn't escape, so he just stayed under the trunk, and the gangster gunmen on the opposite side were trying to shoot at him from both sides. And just in front of the car, the clattering forklift retreated a few meters, followed by a huge shovel head and rushed over, seemingly trying to smash Zhou Qingfeng flat.

"Idiot!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't wait for the forklift to come forward, the rifle in his hand was aimed at the black operator in the cab of the forklift, and the glass of the cab was shattered by three bursts, and the bullet penetrated and killed him.

As soon as the operator died, the forklift lost control and continued forward, clattering against the building wall behind Zhou Qingfeng. And this angered the drug-addicted gangster gunmen, and the explosive bullets whizzed and flew non-stop.

At this time, you can already hear the dense sirens sounded by the Chicago police in the distance, and there will definitely be a large number of police officers coming in such a large-scale vicious shooting tonight. If you don't go now, there will be no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Fight!

Zhou Qingfeng, who was nesting behind the car, could only fight, and the rifle in his hand began to shoot three rhythmically bursts. Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, fiercely and fiercely, almost every time the opposite side is shot must be either dead or wounded.

In addition to the morale inspired by drugs, the real combat effectiveness of these gangster gunmen at the scene is not as high as imagined, and it is not at the same level as Zhou Qingfeng who was killed in the sea of corpses and blood. And Zhou Qingfeng also found something that made him extremely depressed, these gunmen didn't know how to use guns at all.

There were a dozen gunmen opposite, most of them with pistols. But the pistol is easy to learn and difficult to master, just a distance of more than ten meters from the road, they were stunned to hit the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, but they didn't hit Zhou Qingfeng much.

Zhou Qingfeng used a few seconds to think, and was stunned to find that this group of second-class gunmen was aiming at this bulletproof Mercedes-Benz. He even rolled a few meters away, and the other side was stunned because it was dark and he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't notice it at all.

Lao Tzu was frightened and shrunk his feet, and the opposite side was actually ordinary waste wood. Since the other party is so wasteful, don't blame Zhou Qingfeng for being unkind. He directly changed to a full magazine, and after moving a distance of about ten meters, he suddenly approached the gunmen from the side.

In terms of instantaneous acceleration, Zhou Qingfeng can run a distance of more than ten meters in one or two seconds. And when it comes to close combat, the assault rifle in his hand is completely overwhelming.

And seeing Zhou Qingfeng so brave and still in the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, Helena was a little stunned - this guy hasn't forgotten to be handsome at this time?

The big red cloak hung diagonally on Zhou Qingfeng's strong half-naked body, the hem of the cloak fluttered slightly as he ran in small steps, and the corners with wrinkles and smudges instead exaggerated the cruelty and murderous intent of the current battle.

Zhou Qingfeng's arm was cut by a stray bullet, and blood flowed out and stained his thick arms and thick chest, which added to his tragic heroism and fearless high-spirited momentum.

Especially the gangster gunman who was fighting five scum on the opposite side was shot down by Zhou Qingfeng one by one, and he walked firmly and did not hesitate under the street lamp. The enemy's numerical superiority is ridiculous, and the counterattack is confusing—what a man looks like!

Suddenly, ......, a gangster gunman was shot in the head.

Suddenly, ......, another gangster gunman was shot several times.

Suddenly, ......, a gangster tried to fight back, but the bullets fired indiscriminately didn't know where to go, but the magazine was empty, and the blood flowed five steps when he turned around and fled.

The five scum of war are the five scum of war, and there is no one who can fight!

In the fierce firefight, Zhou Qingfeng emptied a magazine and immediately pulled out a full one from his pants with one hand, and quickly changed it after opening the empty magazine, the firepower almost did not stop, and a series of movements were smooth and handsome!

Helena felt like her heart was going to stop beating at this moment, she had never seen anyone walk on the battlefield so neatly and so neatly spread killing and death.

However, Zhou Qingfeng turned all this into a live show of violent aesthetics, using the blood and lives of the enemy to reflect his strength.

A man with a gun.

A fearless Spartan warrior.

A super-star who is shameless, fights and kills and does not forget to show off his muscles half-naked, combining ancient Greek combat aesthetics and modern killing skills!

How can there be such a brazen person in the world? At this critical juncture, he did not forget to show his charm and provoke women's heartstrings.

Although there were corpses everywhere at the scene, Zhou Qingfeng showed this picture calmly and elegantly. His unhurried shooting has an artistic touch, and the rhythm of the shooting is like a gripping symphony.

The two magazines were empty, and all the gangster gunmen who had been shooting at Zhou Qingfeng were killed, so he casually changed the magazine, and ran back to the bulletproof Mercedes with a gun. Helena, who was still in the car, was already enchanted, and she felt that there was a ray of light on his body, as powerful as the god of war.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"We need to get out of here quickly."

Zhou Qingfeng said a few words casually, he pulled Helena out of the car, and ran into the cab of the forklift. Tearing out the body inside, he controlled the forklift himself to flip the bulletproof Mercedes again.

During the whole process, Helena just stood aside in a daze, and finally her half-naked Wonder Woman was pulled into the car by the equally half-naked Spartan warrior, and the two quickly left the scene.

And within a minute of Zhou Qingfeng's escape, the support of various police stations in Chicago arrived roaring. Bob and the other FBI also came out of nowhere. What is unfolding in front of them is not like the bustling Chicago of the United States at all, but like the scene of some war in Libya or Syria.

The drug-addicted gangster gunmen were quickly suppressed, and the f.b.i. agents, who had suffered heavy casualties, showed no mercy to these guys, killing them. But when the gunfire finally stopped, everyone realized that dozens of people had died at the entire shootout scene.

There were bullet casings all over the floor, bullet holes everywhere, and corpses all over the bar perimeter. Even if the night wind blows, the bloody breath cannot dissipate.

"How can so many people die?" Seeing the corpses at the scene, Agent Bob, who commanded the operation, felt a chill in his heart. More than ten of his FBI men were killed or wounded, more than a dozen of Chris's gang died in the chaos, and the other gang that raided Chris's turf was almost dead.

Especially on the street where Zhou Qingfeng fled with Helena in a car, more than a dozen corpses were lined up one after another, and the death was extremely miserable.

Nearly 100 people died in 30 days last month, which was already the bloodiest month in Chicago. Now the corpses are strewn all over the place, and it is destined to be the bloodiest night in Chicago.

This news made a big fuss....... (To be continued.) )