Chapter 95 World War II (Part )

Cui Jian drove away from the Lin family. Duanmu turned back to look at Ye Zheng. Seeing Ye Zheng looking at him warily, he asked softly, "Master Ye, what are you looking at?"

Ye Zheng: "How can you be more feminine than my mother?"

Mother Ye hurriedly patted Ye Zheng's arm: "Don't talk nonsense."

Ye Zheng: "I'm not talking nonsense. Look, his eyeliner is all the way to the sky."

Duanmu forced a smile and rubbed his eyeliner with his hands: "This is natural, I didn't put on any eyeliner." What do you know? These are my charming eyes.

Ye Zheng looked at it for a while and sighed: "Ah... Cui Jian, you were really good last time."

Cui Jian smiled and responded in Korean: "You are also great. You did not forget your mother even in such a dangerous time. You are organized, brave and upright."

Ye Zheng smiled proudly: "That's right, I am the only man of this generation in the Ye family."

Once the two of them spoke Korean, Duanmu couldn't get a word in. He had already signed up for a crash course in Korean, but no matter how smart you are, it takes time.

Ye Zhengdao: "Cui Jian, my family is going to hold a party this weekend, do you want to come?"

Cui Jian replied: "I really want to come, but I can't arrange the time."

Ye Zheng's eyes lit up and he asked, "Are you accompanying your girlfriend?"

Cui Jian: “Yes.”

Cui Jian doesn’t like chatting with little kids normally, but since Duanmu is feeling uncomfortable, he is willing to chat with them.

The car turned left and the school gate was 500 meters ahead. Although it was rush hour, the school had staggered the school start times for each class, and since all the classes were small, there were not many students, so the road was not crowded.

On the road opposite the school, an extended truck was reversing, and a man behind the truck was holding a flag to direct traffic. Two police motorcycles were blocking the opposite lane in front of the truck. Extended trucks are special vehicles with a lot of road rights. They remove height restrictions when they encounter them, and remove traffic lights when they can't turn. They are so awesome that they have no friends.

Cui Jian stepped on the brakes lightly, and the car slowed down and moved forward slowly: "Something is wrong. Ye Zheng, go back and sit down."

Ye Zheng immediately sat back in his seat and held his mother's hand.

Duanmu looked ahead: "What's wrong?"

Cui Jian: "The two mounted police officers kept facing us and did not even look back to see the reversing situation."

Duanmu: "Can this be confirmed?"

Cui Jian: “Not sure.”

Duanmu said: "There is no reason why the kidnappers would attack here."

Cui Jian: "The kidnappers really have no reason to do it here, but what about the killer?" The car was still moving forward, at a speed of 15 kilometers per hour, and there were still 8 seconds to the car parked in front. Cui Jian suddenly accelerated, turned the steering wheel sharply, and turned around. A gray car following the convoy also turned the steering wheel and crossed the road in front of Cui Jian's car.

"Prepare for impact." Cui Jian sat down, stepped on the gas pedal and rushed forward. The passenger door of the other car opened, and a gangster wearing a ski cap and holding a submachine gun jumped out of the car. Two seconds later, the front of the 2.4-ton car hit the side of the 1.3-ton car, like a fist hitting tofu, instantly tearing the car apart.

The vehicle's airbag popped out, and the instantaneous impact made everyone a little confused, but Cui Jian seemed unaffected. He reversed the car, stepped on the accelerator, and did a beautiful drift turn. Then two bullets hit the front windshield from the side.

Duanmu said anxiously: "Go, go, go."

Cui Jian stepped on the accelerator again, and the car crashed through the French window and rushed into the supermarket on the roadside. Cui Jian picked up the intercom and said, "99!" He stepped on the brakes to stop the car, and the car had already rushed into the supermarket for more than ten meters. When he felt that the deceleration was not appropriate, Cui Jian had already looked at the surrounding environment and confirmed that there was no one in the supermarket. What if someone walked by during this time? The car was not going fast, and it was impossible to think too much in an emergency. Fortunately, there was no one.

The airbag had already deflated. Cui Jian opened the car door and said, "Take them away." He got out of the car and drew his gun. The first gangster who rushed into the supermarket suddenly entered the room from the sunlight. Before he could see clearly, he was shot by Cui Jian three times. Then came the second gangster who rushed in without thinking. Cui Jian leaned against the pillar. The gangster behind him saw that two of them were dead. His accomplices had not gathered yet, so he waited outside for the time being and shot randomly inside with his gun raised.

"It's my first day at work, damn it. I knew nothing good would happen when dealing with a two-ticket scumbag like you." Duanmu cursed as he opened the back seat and woke up the two people who were stunned by the airbag.

When the three of them got out of the car, four gangsters had already opened fire on Cui Jian. Cui Jian, who was hiding behind a load-bearing pillar, heard the direction of the four men from the sound of the gunshots, slightly exposed his head and shot the gangster on the far left, then immediately retreated. He had already judged that the gangsters were numerous, but their fighting ability was very poor.

With a few curses in Japanese, the three gangsters and the people behind them rushed in. One group chased Ye Zheng, and another group surrounded Cui Jian. Cui Jian raised his gun sideways, shot another person with two shots, and moved his body to the side, playing the Qin Wang around the pillar. Waiting for the gangsters to get close to the load-bearing pillar, Cui Jian fell down, propped his legs on the pillar, and slid backwards.

Several gunmen were on guard against Cui Jian, but they were aiming at Cui Jian's upper body. Cui Jian heard their position clearly, and as he slid out, the muzzle of his gun was aimed at one of them, and then the second one.

After taking down the team, Cui Jian flipped over onto the roof of the car, rolled to the other side of the car and landed directly into the three gangsters chasing Ye Zheng. Cui Jian remained on the ground, cut the gangster's legs with his feet and knocked him down, and shot him in the head with his right hand. He jumped to the side and knocked down a gangster, then used his waist strength to flip the gangster sideways, and the third gangster shot the gangster in the back twice. Taking advantage of the third gangster's panic, Cui Jian showed his head and shot him dead.

The key to close combat is the continuity of explosive power. Only when the explosive power is consistent can you move quickly. Only when there is force suppression can the continuity of explosive power be guaranteed.

Cui Jian cleared the pursuers and wanted to take a breath, but he heard gunshots coming from the back door of the supermarket.

The back door of the supermarket was a seven-meter-long and two-meter-wide passage. Duanmu sent the mother and son to a corner and lay down. He leaned against the wall and fired at the back door to stop the gangsters from rushing into the aisle, cursing: "Is this still Korea?"

Cui Jian arrived, Duanmu saw two blood spots on Cui Jian's chest and asked in surprise: "You were shot?"

Cui Jian looked down and said, "No." This was the mark left by the bullet that penetrated the criminal's body and then hit him. If he didn't have a bulletproof vest, he would be in big trouble.

Cui Jian had no way to deal with this situation. The passage was too narrow. The other party either rushed in rashly or reached out and fired randomly to prevent Cui Jian and others from escaping through the passage. The cash register at the back door had been riddled with holes from bullets.

There were sporadic random shots, and a sound of someone stepping on crushed potato chips came from two shelves away. Cui Jian raised his gun with both hands, stood with his waist folded, emptied the magazine at the sound, and then heard the sound of a body falling to the ground. He took the magazine with his left hand, emptied it with two fingers, and put the full magazine into the pistol.

With a bang, the shotgun fired from the right, and countless steel balls penetrated three shelves. Fortunately, the opponent had poor ability to hear and locate, and the blind shot was several meters away from Cui Jian.

Cui Jian and Duanmu lay down together. After the sound of pushing and pulling the bolt, the shotgun fired again, and steel balls and goods flew everywhere.

Cui Jian looked at the concave part of the side wall and saw Ye Zheng covering his mother's mouth tightly and nodding to him. Cui Jian nodded in response, indicating that he would handle it.

　Wrong, it won't be available for another two to three weeks...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)