Chapter 85: Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang

At this moment, Yu Dazhang had no desire whatsoever to engage in any back-and-forth with them.

Seeing them close in, his adrenaline surged, blood rushed to his head, and he quickly drew his pistol, shouting loudly:

"Police! All of you, step back!"

"So what if you're police?" One of the young men with triangular eyes pointed a finger at his own head, shouting:

"Come on, come on, shoot here! Who do you think you're scaring with that broken gun!"

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, striking the young man squarely in the chest.

His body jerked, his eyes bulged wide, and even after being shot, he looked at Yu Dazhang in disbelief:

"You..."

"Bang!" Another shot, again in the chest.

Just as everyone stood there with their mouths agape...

"Bang!" A third shot struck his head.

The young man fell backward, blood splattering the surroundings into a mess...

Yu Dazhang had seen it clearly just now: while the young man with triangular eyes was shouting, he had slipped his right hand behind his back and made a motion as if drawing a gun.

Although the movement was small, it could not escape Yu Dazhang's eyes.

Seeing the young man fall, he took two steps forward and kicked the corpse.

The kick was full of force, directly flipping the young man's body over so his back lay facing upward on the ground.

Yu Dazhang looked at the corpse's waist, where a pistol was indeed tucked.

And the young man's right hand was now tightly gripping the pistol's handle.

Type 92, a police officer's service weapon!

Found it!

That was close... Yu Dazhang couldn't help but feel secretly relieved.

If he had hesitated even slightly just now, even for merely half a second, the one lying here now would probably have been himself.

"Ah!! Murder!" A middle-aged woman suddenly screamed and lunged forward.

Any normal person facing such a scream would experience a brief moment of daze; this is the body's natural reaction.

Yu Dazhang was no exception, but his reaction speed was faster because he had already realized something was wrong.

That woman was not coming at him, but at the police gun on the corpse's waist.

Just as her hand was about to touch the pistol's handle...

"Bang!" A gunshot froze her in place.

This shot struck her directly in the back of the heart.

She slowly turned her head, looking at the fat man standing nearby holding the gun, her eyes wide open.

"Bang!" Yu Dazhang fired again, hitting the woman between her eyebrows.

The bullet shattered her skull and the brain tissue inside her hindbrain, blood mixed with white fluid splattering everywhere.

She died with her eyes open, a trace of shock and fear still on her face.

"Who else!"

Yu Dazhang, having secured three kills, roared at the young men surrounding him.

Those young men froze in place, but not a single one stepped back.

A bunch of madmen... Yu Dazhang cursed in his heart.

He now clearly saw that these guys in front of him were obviously determined to fight him to the death.

Another police gun lay on the corpse at Yu Dazhang's feet, yet he dared not bend down to retrieve it.

He was certain that as soon as he made a bending motion, those few young men, watching like hungry wolves, would undoubtedly pounce without hesitation.

Truly, one region breeds its own people.

This village is simply a den of bandits!

Are human traffickers these days so desperate?

Just as Yu Dazhang and these few young men fell into a stalemate, the little boy from this family ran in through the iron gate.

When he saw the middle-aged woman lying in a pool of blood, he immediately cried out and charged toward Yu Dazhang.

Yu Dazhang narrowed his eyes, staring tightly at the little boy's swinging right arm.

Just as the two were about three meters apart, Yu Dazhang lowered the muzzle of his gun...

"Bang!"

This shot struck the little boy between his ribs; the bullet pierced the skin, broke the bone, and also knocked him unconscious.

Yu Dazhang glanced at the boy lying on his side and fixed his gaze on his right hand.

This time, what the little boy held in his hand was a real knife!

Earlier, when he examined the injured officer's wound, he had already noticed something was off. It was a stab wound from below upward, forming a slightly inclined cone shape.

Only when there is a large difference in height would one stab at such an angle.

And the only one here who fit the condition was that little boy.

Women, children, the elderly, the mentally disabled, the disabled...

These five types of people are the easiest to make one lower one's guard.

This little boy himself accounted for two of those categories.

However, his mental disability was obviously faked.

The young men surrounding Yu Dazhang were stunned by the scene before them, and for a moment, no one dared to move forward.

They seemed not to have expected the fat man to be so ruthless, even shooting a child, and firing directly at vital points, leaving absolutely no room for retreat.

Yu Dazhang saw they still dared to surround him, and roared again:

"Back off! All of you, back off!!"

He had expected these people to be intimidated, but not only did they not retreat, two of them slowly walked behind Yu Dazhang.

Please... collect... 6... 9... Book....!

This formed a cordon; now, no matter which way Yu Dazhang faced, he was in a situation of being attacked from both front and rear.

Quite slick, even blocking the view... Yu Dazhang could only keep rotating his body and changing angles to guard against sudden attacks from behind.

In merely ten seconds, dense beads of sweat appeared on his head.

This can't go on!

These guys had clearly figured out he wouldn't attack first, so they were using this method to wear him down.

Once he showed a flaw, someone would surely pounce.

These people were outright desperadoes; the intimidation tactic no longer worked.

Just as Yu Dazhang hesitated whether to knock another one down, suddenly, a crisp gunshot "Bang" came from the direction of the self-built house not far away.

Immediately after, a young man behind Yu Dazhang let out a terrible cry and then fell heavily to the ground.

The police officer inside the house had quietly slipped out at some point.

He was now standing steadily at the doorway, tightly gripping a handgun in his hand.

The dark muzzle pointed straight at the young men who had Yu Dazhang completely surrounded.

Meanwhile, the young man who had just been shot lay on his side on the ground, his right hand already tightly gripping the short-barreled shotgun clipped to his waist.

In an instant.

The remaining young men, like a barrel of explosives ignited, roared and rushed at Yu Dazhang in unison.

Yu Dazhang dared not hesitate for a second; he quickly stepped back twice while raising his gun to fire.

The gunshots "Bang, Bang, Bang" rang out continuously, but only hit the three who had the strongest forward momentum.

The other police officer also took the opportunity to fire from the doorway.

Fearing he might accidentally hit Yu Dazhang, he could only aim at targets further away.

Because the enemy moved too fast and the incident happened so suddenly, both of his bullets missed completely.

It was too late to fire again; the remaining two had already rushed up close to Yu Dazhang.

One tried to grab Yu Dazhang's waist, while the other went for the police gun in his hand.

Two people, no big problem... Yu Dazhang's leg shot out instantly, striking the first person squarely in the groin.

That spot is a man's vital point; kick it and it's over; the opponent will immediately lose the ability to resist.

Suffering this heavy blow, that person immediately bent over, clutching his groin and falling down.

At the same time, Yu Dazhang quickly withdrew his right hand, bent his arm, and drove an elbow into the other person's chest.

The intense pain made that person's body arch slightly, but he straightened up quickly and threw a punch at Yu Dazhang's head.

This guy is quite tough to hit... Yu Dazhang didn't dodge; he clenched his left hand into a fist and struck that person hard in the stomach.

That person was pushed back several steps by the huge force, then dropped to one knee.

Just as he was about to get up...

"Bang"

Yu Dazhang gave him no chance at all, shooting him in the chest.

The person clutching his groin, struggling, was now bent over, rolling to the side of the corpse with the police gun clipped to it.

"Bang"

The moment his hand reached out, Yu Dazhang shot him in the head.

(End of this chapter)