Qi Tong was trapped in the spinning carriage, still coughing under control.
The violent impact caused Qi Tong to lose consciousness. When she recovered and could breathe again, the gunshot wound made her feel the presence of her left leg.
She came to check the injury on her left leg, and also asked what the condition of her neck was now. She felt that the front of her front was wet, and her body was full of a strong smell of blood. After all, she was a gourd.
There was a fierce fighting sound from the back seat of the car. Qi Tong had no time to test his own situation, and with a last breath, he picked up the almost shattered limbs back, and clenched his teeth to prop up his body.
Lu Sicheng, the man was thrown in the back seat by the man before the fight, Lu Sicheng's gun.
The man took the lead in holding the gun, Lu Siqian clasped his hand tightly, and the two were fighting desperately in the chaos and glass slag.
The man's face was flushed like pig liver, and Lu Siqing's stalemate made him tremble.
Before he came, he said that the woman surnamed Lu was a criminal police officer, with a little bit of effort on her body, and he was strictly guarding Lu Siqian.
But when I was head-to-head with her, I discovered that this woman was so powerful that she actually got a bargain for a while.
But after all, he walked on the edge of the blade all year round, and relying on the good domestic security situation, the test of his life and death was a bit richer than that of Lu Siqing.
Seeing that the strength of the two of them was about to run out, the man knelt on one knee on the chair, and gradually raised his upper body with the support of his leg, adjusting to a more favorable posture for pressing down.
The muzzle was originally facing diagonally upwards, but at this moment, the man slowly turned it down, more and more "forcing" the head of Shunjisi.
When Qi Tong turned around, he happened to see the shocking scene of his gun pointed at Lu Siqing.
While she yelled "Miss Lu", the gun slammed and the man pulled the trigger.
Qi Tong roared out, and his brain buzzed.
She saw the sparkle of the dark carriage light up, and the sound of the gun without a muffler almost stopped her heart.
Unexpectedly, this shot didn't hit Siqing in the middle.
Lu Sicheng immediately lay down short at the same time that the man shot, and while dodge the bullet, kicked the man's heart fiercely.
Lu Siqing leaned against the carriage and kicked with almost twelve points of strength. The man was kicked by this extremely heavy kick in the center of the mouth, and instantly gasped for breath.
But even if he was kicked, he still fired several shots at Lu Siqing by instinct.
Lu Sicheng's attention was highly concentrated, and his wrist was tightly bound to control the direction of the muzzle.
The muzzle swayed left and right, and the bullets flew "randomly" in the narrow compartment.
Lu Siqing didn’t even know if he was hit. The kick she just kicked out made her ankle sore, but when she thought of how the bastard abused Qi Tong just now, the fire in her heart made her even more so. Going crazy, kicking out two more violently, both kicking on the man's lifeblood.
the man:"……"
After the bullet of the gun was shot, the pain made the man completely anxious, pinched Lu Simen's neck and squeezed her against the chair.
