Ace of the Dragon Division

Chapter 881: 882: Hit Me Lose

Watching the car behind me was about to catch up, this driver agent couldn't handle that much, suddenly a brake floated, then quickly opened the back door, dragged Lin Chuxue directly out, this is the last life-saving straw for today, he had no choice.

After Lin Chuxue was pulled out, he was held against his forehead by this agent with a pistol.

The agent knew that his shitty taxi could not run anywhere, so he had to temporarily blackmail Lin Chuxue to protect himself.

Diesel and Dulson's car hadn't come near the agent, put Lin Chuxue's top in front of her, put a gun to her head, and pulled the trigger and yelled, “One more step closer and I'll kill her! ”

“What the hell are you doing?” Command is in a hurry. It instructs this woman to live.

“I need backup so I can take control of the situation, or I'll die, people they'll take away, and the mission will fail.” Agents give back to HQ: “How much time do you have left? ”

“Soon, then hold on, this woman will never be taken away by them. ”

“I understand, so that's all I can do.” The agent whispered, pulling the trigger to let the other two know he wasn't kidding.

Diesel and Dulson didn't come out in the car, so he watched the agent get a little nervous in the car. The agent held him in a professional position, blocking his critical and deadly parts with Lin Chuxue's body. The exposed area was not enough to kill him.

“Do you think this guy's gonna make it?” Dissey smiled and asked next to Dulson.

“Can you kill it? Aren't you afraid he'll hurt your wife?” Dulson frowned and feared that Dissey would actually go on adventure.

Diesel laughed. “I guess he wouldn't leave this man behind if he did this to his wife. ”

The two sides confronted each other for more than 10 minutes. The agent's back was full of cold sweat, his forehead to the gun arm fingers were sweat, enough to see how nervous he was at the moment. He didn't even dare to expose his head for fear of being shot off by the other side. He could only hide behind Lin Chuxue to see if Lin Chuxue's hand was moving. If they want to shoot him in the naked eye, they will definitely punch Lin Chuxue in the palm of his hand. He is confident that these people will not do so.

At this time, military helicopters and police vehicles from Headquarters arrived from afar.

“Withdrawn.” Dissey versus Dulson Road.

Dulson nodded, killed the steering wheel, stepped on the throttle toward the main road in front of him, and the features of the sports car came out at this time, and the helicopter really needed some time to chase from afar, and when they caught up, the people on the sports car were probably gone.

When the car left, the agent almost didn't have his legs softened.

Police cars arrived here, blocked sections of the road and disposed of the bodies and the scene of the explosion.

After the agent handed Lin Chuxue over to the other officers, the officer said to him: "Thank you! ”

This agent was just relieved and breathed in and out, and for more than a decade before confrontation, he almost choked.

After Lin Chuxue was taken from him by other police officers, this agent who held Lin Chuxue and strangled Lin Chuxue tightly with his arm didn't even notice that he was in Chekov's sniper shot!

Chekov had locked him up with a sniper gun far away, and he curled his mouth: “Blame you for the rude hands you just had, the captain was angry! ”

Then he pulled the trigger.

At a time when many policemen surrounded the scene and were busy counting the noise, when the agent thought he and Reaper had rubbed their shoulders and saved a life by relying on his own intelligence, when he thought it was relatively safe for the big troops to come, a gunshot broke the tranquillity of the night, and after the sound of the explosion, it became a trumpet song tonight.

When a bullet went through this agent's head, it also became his best song!

The agent was still shooting at him, soothing his commander. Unexpectedly, the agent had his head pierced right in front of him, and the blood spilled on his face, forcing him directly.

“Sir, climb down, there's a sniper.” The first time the other soldiers pushed the officer away, they all hid behind the car.

Someone picked up the contact: "Attention, we have snipers within 70 degrees. ”

The military helicopters that were supposed to chase Dulson and Dissey over their heads had to go back to the nearest Chikov location to chase them.

The gunshots in the night sky were heard by Dissey and Dulson, and Dissey smiled slightly: “Look, I guessed that the agent must die. I think when he strangled his sister-in-law, the text message from Chekov had already been sent to Chekov. For more than 10 minutes of our confrontation, it was easy for Chekov the magic driver to get here. It took us 20 minutes to get here, and he had enough skill for 10 minutes. Believe me, these two helicopters are really not necessarily going to catch Chekov, and he's going to teach them a lesson about speed and passion. ”

DULSEN: “Well, he's drawn the battle helicopter to the past. ”

Dysael: “This military helicopter has no use for martial arts at all. Chekov's direction is to go to the heart of London, where they can't possibly shoot and chase. Don't worry about him. He'll ditch the helicopter. Let's go. Go back. ”

And Chekov was really enjoying it, and not far from his head, a helicopter was lighting up his car, and Chekov was making this crazy noise: "Whoa! Come on, if you hit me, I'll lose! ”

Soldiers on the plane saw him heading toward the London Bridge toward the city centre, which was bad.

“Intercept him and don't let him into the city, or we won't be able to shoot again. ”

A guy with a machine gun in his hand opened the helicopter door and pointed a bullet in the eye at the sports car walking on land, silently shooting wildly.

Because it is high altitude, a little far away, the wind resistance must be huge, the bullet is naturally biased, the speed must slow down slightly, but this speed knock can be fed back by Chekov with ultrasound sooner, so, before the bullet hit his body, he can swing the steering wheel early to avoid the dense numbness of the bullets, only to see the lime of the pocket oil road suddenly lifted near the tread mark where his car was going, many bullet holes appeared on the road.

“Come on, he's going downtown.” A soldier yelled at the fast helicopter guy, a little impatient.

The helicopter pilot saw the bridge in front of him and laughed bitterly: "Hold on! ”

He could only fly up high, but in such cases, the bullet would be harder to reach the fast moving Chekov.

By the time the helicopter had crossed the bridge, it had entered the city.

The helicopter immediately lost track of Chekov when he was seen lined up in a densely lined house and a particularly populated community rushed in.

“SH * T!” A few soldiers above the helicopter can only kick something in the mouth!