Zhuo Mingcheng knew very well that the people upstairs were not fools. There must be someone pointing a gun at him. He ran back downstairs quickly. As he ran, his body leaned down. When he passed by the corpse at the door, he picked up the gun that had fallen to the ground.
The gun was a Colt M1911A1. It was an old model, but it used a high-capacity magazine. It had a total of 30 rounds, and a long section of it protruded out from the butt. It was really unknown how the person had hidden it on his waist.
With this, he did not have to worry about not having enough. 386 bullets.
After picking up the gun, he didn't stop running. He ran to the stairs beside him. When he rushed up the stairs, he crossed three to four steps with one step. Two steps was half a floor. He was very fast. From the third floor next door to the fourth floor next door, it didn't even take a minute.
Running at high speed for a long time did not cause too much trouble to his physical fitness, but his breathing gradually became faster. He stood up and went to the east door on the fourth floor. He kicked the door open and entered.
However, he did not expect to see Xiao Zhuang hiding in the wall on the side of the corridor. Half of the wall had fallen down, so he had to bend down to avoid the shots from the opposite side.
Zhuo Mingcheng was stunned. He still didn't understand. Weren't they supposed to be fighting in the corridor next door? How could he still bump into someone after going around a corridor? His original plan was to take a detour from the balcony on the fourth floor along the drainage pipe to catch them off guard. Now, it seemed that he had really caught them off guard!
Silence was the scene in Kangqiao tonight.
Only now did he know that the one who was fighting with Wang Hai's men was Xiao Zhuang, who had sneaked back to Hong Kong.
When Xiao Zhuang heard the sound behind the door, he realized that someone had barged in. It was purely an instinctive reaction. He subconsciously turned around and shot.
When she saw the person's appearance clearly, her pupils constricted violently. It was actually him!!
In a flash, the image of Zhuo Mingcheng and his girlfriend sending Jenny home flashed across his mind. His wrist shook slightly, and the gun tilted to the right.
"Bang!"
The bullet penetrated Zhuo Mingcheng's left shoulder. The moment he was shot, he felt a chill on his shoulder.
At that time, the first thought in his mind was,"F * ck!!”
The second thought was," Don't tell me he really failed!”
What followed was a flood of pain and a third thought.
"It hurts so much. He shouldn't be dead yet…"
At this moment, a few people from the opposite side also barged in. Xiao Zhuang suddenly stood up and fired the guns in his hands continuously. He used his great willpower to overcome his injured left arm. The clip flew out of the gun and bounced off the ground.
The person in front of them was beaten into a sieve, and the other party did not dare to show his head. He could only hide behind the wall and shoot blindly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Zhuang took the bullet and pulled Zhuo Mingcheng behind the wall.
Zhuo Mingcheng's instinctive reaction was to shoot, but when he saw Xiao Zhuang risking his life to save him, he lowered his gun and cooperated with him to go to the corner of the wall.
"So the person downstairs is you!" Xiao Zhuang took the opportunity to reload and got up again to shoot non-stop.
"I wish it wasn't me." Zhuo Mingcheng looked at his left shoulder, which was dyed red, and laughed bitterly. He struggled to get up and half-squatted behind the wall, firing back with one hand.
Following this angle, he saw that the two horizontal corridors had been connected, which was why they had fought their way here from the corridor next door.
No matter how he thought about it, he would never have expected it to be like this. Zhuo Mingcheng barely managed to calm himself down in pain and returned fire with Xiao Zhuang.
Originally, the two of them had completely different styles. Xiao Zhuang's outstanding style was heroic. Even if he hid behind cover, he could not hide his heroic spirit at all. When he fired, he kept hitting people's hearts. Basically, half a clip of bullets would be used up when he killed a person.
In a real gunfight, unless the target was hit in the head, the other party might not be able to shoot back if they only fired one or two shots. Only after firing several shots in a row could they be sure that the person was dead. Only the dead would not resist.
Other than that, there was another benefit. It could create a sense of deterrence on the other side. Everyone had to endure a huge torture before they died.
Zhuo Mingcheng, on the other hand, would not do that. He would only aim at his vitals and hide after firing, regardless of whether he hit or not. He would not stand there like Xiao Zhuang. This was basically the problem of all police officers. Unless they were on a mission, they would not have so many bullets to consume. Therefore, they had to ensure that every shot was used on the blade.
But now, he was using Colt, which had a capacity of 30 rounds. He could finally enjoy what it meant to be suppressed by firepower.
" Ka ka…" Xiao Zhuang's gun was quickly emptied of bullets. He dodged sideways and took out a new gun from his pocket.
"I'll go around the back, you're on your own.”Xiao Zhuang would not trust Zhuo Mingcheng, so he would not leave his back to him. After giving a quick order, he disappeared into the kitchen of the residential building.
Zhuo Mingcheng cursed in his heart. He couldn't just sit there and wait for death. After firing a few shots at the opposite side, he retreated to the door.
"Damn it, this won't do. I'll go around again!”He gritted his teeth and went down the stairs. When he came, he was like a whirlwind. In less than a minute, he ran from one staircase to another. After being injured, his speed was greatly reduced. Even when he went down the stairs, it took him nearly a minute to walk out.
When he walked over, he happened to bump into the leader who was also injured and wanted to escape. He didn't know when he had abandoned his brothers and ran down alone. Now, he was already in the car.
Before he left, he took a deep look at Zhuo Mingcheng.
Zhuo Mingcheng raised his gun and was about to shoot, but the car was driving so fast that he escaped in a flash. In the end, he could only helplessly put down his gun. Since he couldn't catch up, he decisively gave up on squatting and went upstairs again, clutching his shoulder.
"Damn it, I definitely didn't look at the almanac when I went out today. I kept fighting with the stairs.”After he cursed, he went to the roof of the fourth floor and happened to see a subordinate of Wang Hai kneeling in front of Xiao Zhuang, surrounded by corpses.
Zhuo Mingcheng raised his gun and pointed it at Xiao Zhuang without thinking. Xiao Zhuang did not want to be outdone. His injured hand hung down as he pointed his gun at the person kneeling in front of him. His other hand raised the gun and pointed it at Zhuo Mingcheng's head.
"Not bad." Zhuo Mingcheng looked at the person kneeling in front of him, not daring to move, and suddenly chuckled. When he was on the phone with Xiao Zhuang, his voice had been disguised. Now, the voice of the phone transmission process would inevitably change a little, so he was not afraid that Xiao Zhuang would recognize the fact that he was the mysterious person.
"You too." Xiao Zhuang also smiled at Zhuo Mingcheng, who shouldn't have appeared here.
The two of them confronted each other.
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