Chapter 3

With a dull bang, the enemy in the corner fell to the ground. Zhao Yulin also rolled to the corner and threw away the pistol that had finished the last bullet in her hand. She reached out to pick up the gun of the hapless ghost who was killed by her one shot, but suddenly felt a cold and hard thing on her head, which made her whole body tremble and the whole person freeze.

"Don't move, or I'll blow your head off." With a rough male voice, the lights in the warehouse almost all lit up in a flash.

Zhao Fulin was able to see the man standing opposite him clearly. He was a tall man with a rough voice.

Seeing Zhao Fulin's appearance clearly, the man was stunned for a moment, whistled and said frivolously: "I didn't expect that she was still a girl. Brothers all came out to have a look. Are all the cops dead now? I sent a girl here. "

"Lin elder sister..." Mu Chen hiding in the corner to see Zhao Fulin caught, face slightly changed, want to hand, but found that the bullet again. He threw the pistol to the ground and bit his teeth. His eyes were red.

Zhao Fulin, with a black muzzle on her head, quietly looked at the men who came out one by one from behind the pillar. Her eyes turned slightly, as if she was making some idea.

"Brother Bao, don't say that the girl is pretty good, or our brothers tonight... Hehe..." as soon as the men came near and saw Zhao Fulin's face, they couldn't help whistling. Their eyes were full of lust, and they wanted to touch Zhao Fulin's face.

At this time, several more shots rang out. The man who reached out to touch Zhao Fulin was shot on the spot, and several of his later accomplices also encountered the same thing in an instant, and the situation reversed in an instant.

The man holding the gun to Zhao Fulin was startled and looked up to find the shooter. It was at this moment that Zhao Fulin and others were waiting for him.

While the man was attracted by the sound of the gun, Zhao Fulin bent his right elbow back and flew. The man pointed to his gun. Then he turned around and kicked him on the other side's chest. He directly kicked him to the ground, and the pistol also fell on Zhao Fulin's hand.

Zhao Fulin's wrist turned over, and the muzzle of the gun that had blocked her head turned to her master's forehead, which restrained the man's struggling to climb up.

At this time, the door of the warehouse was knocked open from the outside, and a group of reinforcements rushed in orderly.

Seeing this group of people, Zhao Yulin turned her lips and looked coldly at the man who had been suppressed by herself. She sneered: "what's the matter with the women? You're not still in the hands of a girl? Oh, never look down on women, take them away

After listening to Zhao Fulin's words, the reinforcements rushed in and carried the man out.

Seeing this, Zhao Fulin felt a little relieved. As soon as she put down her pistol, she heard a joyful cry: "sister Lin!"

Zhao Fulin turns her head and sees Mu Chen rushing towards her with a happy face. Her lips are slightly crooked. She is about to meet her, but suddenly she hears a gunshot coming from behind. Then she feels a sharp pain in her chest.

Zheng Zheng looked down at the blood pouring out of her chest. Zhao Fulin's head was blank for a moment. Mu Chen and other colleagues were shocked and yelled in her ears, but her body fell back uncontrollably.

Facing the complete darkness, Zhao Fulin's brain only vaguely flashed a thought: one shot in the back, and one shot from two o'clock! Damn it, Zhao Fulin has been fighting for so many years. In the end, she didn't die in the hands of those smugglers, but in the hands of her companions. Ha ha!