Chapter 552: It’s really fun (please give me a monthly ticket!)
“Uncle, when we meet next time, don’t be so depressed again, Fighting!”
About to reach the door, Quan Shang Ying waved his fist in encouragement.
"Dingle bell..."
The bell rang.
Two steps away from the door, An Zairong stopped and took out his mobile phone.
"Boss, Cui Zaiye has disappeared recently."
"What does missing mean?"
"...It seems to be missing. It is said that his men are also looking for it. Him.”
The voice on the phone was ambiguous.
An Zairong glanced at the apartment door that was just around the corner, "I know."
Putting down the phone, he did not go out again, but walked to the window and looked out vaguely, and then looked out again Electronic clock on the wall.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Quan Shangying is confused.
An Zairong ignored it, observed through the window for a while, and said calmly: "No matter what happens later, don't come out."
Quan Shangying didn't know why, His face was full of question marks.
An Zairong, who had always seemed to be playing tricks, did not explain and hid by the window. The sunset shining through made his eyes glow dimly.
Then.
As if he had made a decision, he walked to the door, pulled the door handle, and walked out calmly. Just when Quan Shangying was about to follow, there was a "bang" and the door was closed. Throw it on quickly.
“Yasi!”
Quan Shangying, who was almost hit on the nose, hurriedly took a few steps back and looked at the closed door angrily.
"Ignorant guy, go away by yourself, I won't see you off!"
An Zairong, who went out alone, did not look around nervously, swaggered through the corridor, and took the elevator down in a grand manner. building.
Downstairs in the apartment.
The four cars have stopped.
"Prosecutor Che, that little gangster said there is someone else in the house. If An Zairong takes her as a hostage..."
The assistant's worries are not unreasonable.
Che Changmin did not respond, picked up the walkie-talkie, "Get out of the car and block all entrances and exits of the apartment building."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The car door opened.
Most of the prosecutors who had followed Cha Changmin from Seoul got out of the car quickly, looked stern, and dispersed silently as they carried out the orders with tacit cooperation and division of labor.
In fact, there are not many entrances and exits to this apartment building, only two. Apart from the escape route, there is only one main entrance.
A team of five prosecutors were on full alert, guarding the two entrances and exits. Although they did not show off their weapons, they always had their hands on the holsters on their waists.
Che Changmin raised his head, looked through the windshield in the direction of the sixth floor, and then made a gesture to open the door and get out of the car.
"Prosecutor Che, you can't go down, it's too dangerous."
The assistant reminded nervously.
The name of a person is the shadow of a tree.
Although the little gangster said that An Zairong was just a person without helpers, he still had to be cautious when dealing with such a murderous and moody lunatic.
And today is different from the past. No one knows whether An Zairong will jump over the wall in a hurry.
“Prosecutor Che, let’s go, you will stay in the car.”
"I am white and he is black. How can white be afraid of the dark."
Ignoring the assistant's kind reminder, Che Changmin insisted on getting out of the car.
But at this moment, before the prosecutors who were ready to go rushed upstairs, in the hazy light of the setting sun, a figure gradually appeared in the main entrance of the apartment building.
Che Changmin paused and looked through the windshield.
The man walked out of the building.
It is An Zairong.
The assistant's breathing was stagnant. Even if the other person was indeed alone, he still couldn't help but feel strong psychological pressure.
The five prosecutors guarding the main entrance were also stunned. They did not expect the target to show up, but they quickly reacted and immediately took out their weapons to surround him.
"An Zairong, we suspect that you are related to an intentional homicide case. Come back with us for investigation!"
An Zairong did not have a strong emotional reaction, and there was not even a hint of panic. , facing the muzzles of several dark guns, standing calmly on the spot.
"Where is prosecutor Cha Changmin?"
Even though the situation was under control, several prosecutors did not dare to take it lightly. They stared at the notorious criminal leader with guns and did not dare to relax at all. .
“You will see us when you come back with us.”
One person reached behind his waist, intending to take out the handcuffs.
"Crack."
The car door opened.
Che Changmin got off the car.
An Zairong didn’t look at him with despair, but instead smiled.
"Prosecutor Cha, we meet again."
"I'm sorry to meet Mr. An in this way."
Cha Changmin approached calmly and calmly.
"An Zairong has shown up, gather at the main entrance!"
The assistant called hurriedly with the walkie-talkie, and then hurriedly followed him out of the car.
"Mr. An, come with us."
The encirclement was released.
Che Changmin stopped.
An Zairong stared at him for a while, then sighed.
“Prosecutor Che is really good.”
Che Changmin was neither arrogant nor impatient, “Fortunately, it was not too late.”
An Zairong smiled.
"Yes, if it were a little late, Prosecutor Cha might have wasted his trip."
"I don't think so. It's just that the location is different. Mr. An, justice will be late, but it will never be Absent.”
Looking at each other.
An Zairong’s smile became even brighter.
"Justice will be late but will never be absent. That's so well said."
Che Changmin's expression was dull.
"Mr. An, please."
An Zairong did not resist at all, and even raised his hands in cooperation.
"Prosecutor Cha, I really hope that I can sit down and have a good chat with you. I wonder if there is such an opportunity."
This may sound a little weird.
Che Changmin frowned slightly, and for some reason, he suddenly had an unknown premonition.
The prosecutor took out the handcuffs and stepped forward, about to arrest the heinous criminal leader.
There was a "whoosh" sound.
The sudden explosion of flesh and blood splashed all over the faces of these prosecutors!
Everyone was a little confused.
“Ah!!!”
A heart-rending scream suddenly sounded, piercing the peace of the dusk.
A bloody severed arm fell to the ground, still holding the handcuffs.
I saw the prosecutor, who looked solemn and solemn just now, holding his severed arm that was bleeding profusely, his facial features distorted, and he was in pain.
"There is an enemy! Avoid! Avoid quickly!!!"
Che Changmin quickly came to his senses and shouted at the top of his lungs. Without turning around, he quickly grabbed the injured colleague and ran towards the shelter.
With his many years of experience, he can instantly identify a sniper!
The lethality is so huge, most of it comes from the anti-material sniper rifle!
His reaction was undoubtedly wise.
“Buzz…”
A car sped from behind, and a masked man leaned out of the car window. The most eye-catching thing was not his toughness. Temperament, but the M136AT4 anti-tank rocket launcher carried on his shoulders!
These prosecutors were brought to Daegu from Seoul by Cha Changmin. They are undoubtedly elites who have experienced hundreds of battles. They are calm in the face of danger and immediately raise their guns to fight back. "Bang bang bang bang bang..."
The bullet hit the car body, causing fierce sparks.
They are fierce and decisive, but the enemy is even more fierce!
"Boom!"
The hollow-charge armor-piercing projectile emitted from the anti-tank rocket launcher hit the wall of the apartment building, causing a violent explosion. Two prosecutors were blown away on the spot!
“Take him away!”
As expected of the elite of the judicial system, a prosecutor did not forget his duty and wanted to forcibly arrest An Zairong, but his hands had not yet touched him. Shoulder, there was a "whoosh" sound.
A 50 BMG bullet shot from nowhere penetrated his body. The dedicated prosecutor flew backward miserably, and the splattered blood dyed An Zairong's suit red.
The scene instantly felt like a battlefield filled with bullets and bullets.
"Barrett."
An Zairong didn't move. He didn't know whether he was frightened or because he knew that casual movement in this situation was tantamount to seeking death. His smile faded and he breathed slowly. He took a breath and said to himself: "What a big deal."
"Protect Prosecutor Che!"
The assistant yelled, he had never experienced such a scene. His face was pale, but he still suppressed his fear, huddled behind the car, hunched over, and raised his gun to fight back from time to time.
The team responsible for the safe passage had already arrived. While extremely frightened, they quickly found cover and took out their guns to shoot.
The huge movement naturally alarmed the entire apartment building.
The residents at home went out one after another, and when they saw the scene downstairs, they were frightened.
"Is there an earthquake?"
Quan Shangying also walked out. When she saw the movie-like scene downstairs, she fell into a daze.
"Quick, what are you looking at! Go back to the house!"
Parents protected their children, and someone called the police in panic.
Downstairs.
The thrilling battle continues.
The car stopped.
Two big men got out of the car, both wearing brown tactical uniforms. They leaned against the car door, armed with 56-2 assault rifles, and brutally fired at the elite members of the Goryeo prosecutorial system.
Although they are elites in the prosecution system, these people usually face only ordinary criminals, at best, criminal bosses like An Zairong.
Even An Zairong is not so crazy!
The firepower gap between the two sides was too great, and one prosecutor after another screamed and fell to the ground, dying gloriously in the line of duty.
"Prosecutor Che, let's go! Let's go!"
The prosecutor who had one of his arms broken roared ferociously. The severe blood loss not only made his face as pale as paper, but also Making his consciousness become more and more drowsy.
Suppressing the feeling of fainting like a tide, he took a deep breath, held the pistol in his still intact left hand, and rushed out of the bunker.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
His eyes were splitting, and he opened fire wildly, trying to give Che Changmin a chance to escape.
It was less than three seconds.
"Boom!"
His head exploded and he fell to the ground.
Dawn, who was squatting in a nearby building, had no expression on his face and slightly shifted Barrett's gun.
Sixth floor.
Quan Shangying covered his mouth, his eyes full of fear, and he retreated in panic.
Forget about her, a little shopping guide who has always lived at the bottom of society, even An Zairong’s face keeps changing.
"Quick victory."
"Boom!"
Another rocket.
A car was overturned directly.
The assistant who was unable to dodge was crushed under the two-ton car, with blood pouring from his mouth.
With the help of Barrett, the crazy unknown militants launched a brutal and inhumane massacre.
Even if they have the numerical advantage, the huge disparity in combat capabilities and the gap in firepower makes these Goryeo prosecutors like poor lambs, unable to resist.
Just a minute or two.
The battle ended quickly.
This low-cost apartment building is full of bullet holes and devastated. Blood and water are everywhere in front of the building, and broken limbs can be seen. It is like a hell on earth.
“Game-over.”
The burly man put down the rocket launcher on his shoulder, seeming to have some unfinished thoughts.
The two men were carrying 56-2 assault rifles and approached An Zairong.
In the hail of bullets, An Zairong was incredibly unharmed, as if all the bullets had deliberately avoided him.
"Follow us."
A man said without emotion. His eyes outside the mask had no warmth, and he didn't look like a rescuer.
An Zairong took a deep breath of the strong smell of blood in the air, and turned around without asking the other party's origin.
"Prosecutor Che, unfortunately, it seems we can only talk next time."
The two armed men turned around and spotted Che Changmin behind the pillar.
Che Changmin was sitting on the ground, his trouser legs soaked with blood. He was obviously grazed by bullets in the fierce battle just now.
He pursed his lips tightly, showing no fear of his life hanging by a thread, and a rare emotion of anger in his eyes.
His people are either dead or disabled, and he has no habit of carrying weapons. Let alone resistance, as long as the opponent raises his hand, he will definitely die with just one bullet.
The two men looked at each other.
One person grabbed An Zairong's shoulder, turned around and pushed him forward.
The other person did not kill him, but followed behind, ignoring the famous prosecutor.
“Asshole!”
Che Changmin was not lucky to have escaped. He clutched his hands tightly. On the contrary, he felt unprecedented humiliation.
He knew that the other party was not kind.
But disdain.
"Save, save..."
The assistant stretched out his hand with great difficulty, and half of his body was pressed under the car. His organs were probably broken, but his strong will to survive still allowed him to survive. took his last breath.
An Zairong passed by without looking sideways and stepped on his head.
The assistant's face was pressed to the ground, his last breath gradually dissipated, his eyes were open, blood flowed from his mouth, and he refused to close his eyes.
An Zairong got on the bus.
The engine sounds.
More than ten minutes later.
The first police officers who received reports from residents arrived.
When they saw the tragic scene in front of the apartment building, everyone was shocked and lost their minds.
More than twenty minutes later.
A large number of police officers rushed to the scene in large numbers.
"Cha Changmin, look, this is a good thing you have done!"
Cha Xianjun was furious.
In the ambulance, Che Changmin was sitting on a stretcher, and his legs had been simply bandaged.
“I will be responsible.”
"Responsible?! How can you be responsible?! Why did you act without permission?! Look at the blood all over the floor, how do you want their families to accept it?!"
Che Xianjun seems to be a little out of control emotionally! .
The rest were silent.
“In this business, you should have the consciousness of self-sacrifice.”
“Ha!”
Cha Xianjun smiled, “Cha Changmin, you still don’t Man? You can say such indifferent words! They didn’t have to die, so you wanted to take the credit alone, right? So many people died, where was An Zairong? As prosecutors, we are not afraid of sacrifice, but our sacrifice must be valuable! Tell me, what is the value of their death?"
Che Changmin said nothing.
"Also, they are all dead, why are you the only one who survived?"
Cha Xianjun said fiercely, "Cha Changmin, I will report the truth to my superiors, you must Let me give an explanation for these fallen colleagues!”
(End of this chapter)