Chapter 393: Counterattack
Peng Zili still admired this "slightly nervous" child. Normally, if a child of eight or nine years old encountered such a situation, he would be a great general if he didn't cry. But the one in front of him was holding dumbbells and waiting for battle. He couldn't help but sigh at the injustice of God. The strongman tribe had scum like Jia Ba and heroes like Ah Si. Peng Zili always had complicated feelings towards the people of this tribe, and they were the strongest at this moment.
However, this was not the time to sigh. The footsteps outside the door had stopped and someone was standing at the door. Peng Zili subconsciously picked up the trash can on the kitchen floor.
The next second, the door was poked open by a master key, and a strong light shone directly into the room. The outline of the wheelchair was clear. Killer No. 1 fired two shots at the wheelchair. The gun was equipped with a silencer. With a dull sound, the pillow was hit and feathers flew everywhere.
What Peng Zili and Jia Xiaolong didn't expect was that although the killer didn't rush in together , he didn't enter the door either!
Jia Xiaolong, who was standing by the wall, couldn't help but get anxious as his plan failed.
The killer at the door noticed something was wrong and swept his flashlight around the house to continue searching for his target. Peng Zili shouted and the flashlight immediately shone on him. Peng Zili spread his hands and hid in the kitchen, and Killer No. 1 rushed in.
Jia Xiaolong gathered all his strength and threw the dumbbell in his hand, knocking Killer No. 1 down with a bang, and the gun in his hand also slipped to the ground.
Killer No. 2 was startled and stepped into the door. His flashlight was about to scan Jia Xiaolong when Peng Zili appeared at the kitchen door again. He was holding an inflated garbage bag in his hand. He clapped his hands with a crisp "pop" sound. Killer No. 2 retreated in fear .
"The cops have guns!"
The second leader was standing behind him. Killer No. 1 stepped back and stomped on him several times. The second leader said angrily, "Idiot, where does a cripple get a gun?"
During this time, Jia Xiaolong picked up the pistol that Killer No. 1 dropped on the ground. Little boys of his age usually love all kinds of guns as their favorite toys. At this time, he held the pistol with both hands and pointed it at the door, his eyes full of anticipation.
Peng Zili shouted in a low voice: "Give me the gun."
"I can use it."
Peng Zili said again: "Give it to me!"
Jia Xiaolong then reluctantly handed the gun to Peng Zili.
Peng Zili held a gun in his hand, and his whole face was glowing with energy.
By now Killer No. 2 had also reacted. He peered into the room and found his accomplice and the dumbbells on the ground. He then flashed to the door and sneered, "Come again , I want to see if your plastic bag can kill someone!" Before he could say anything else, Peng Zili fired two shots in a row. Killer No. 2's lower abdomen and chest were bleeding, and he fell to the ground without a sound.
The second leader looked at the scene in horror, cowering by the door, his hand holding the gun trembling constantly.
Peng Zili just heard someone talking outside and guessed that there was another person. He shouted, "Come again. I'll show you how a plastic bag can kill someone."
Jia Xiaolong said with some admiration: "The old guy's shot is quite accurate."
Peng Zili said proudly: "If it were during the day, we could shoot more accurately."
The second leader looked at the body of his accomplice and hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around and chose to escape along the stairs. Although his movements were light, the two people in the room noticed it. Jia Xiaolong said, "Give me the gun and I'll chase him!"
Peng Zili put one hand on his shoulder and shook his head firmly.
"You think I can't beat him?"
Peng Zili said: "Whether I succeed or fail, I don't want you to lose a life, and I don't want you to die."
"If I die, you will have no enemies."
“These are two different things.”
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The second leader was halfway down the stairs when he ran into a few people going up the stairs. The one walking in front was a girl with short hair. He calmly put the gun into his pocket and continued walking. The two sides passed each other in the corridor.
The girl suddenly asked, "Is Peng Zili dead?"
"No." The second leader was on high alert, ready to deal with any situation at any time. When the other party asked this, he answered subconsciously.
With a loud bang, several people on the opposite side pressed him to the ground. Only then did the second leader realize that he had said the wrong thing...
Xiaoqin felt relieved when she heard that Peng Zili was not dead. She said to the second leader on the ground, "I hope you will cooperate like this when I interrogate you."
The second leader struggled and suddenly realized: "It was Ah Shui! Ah Shui sold us out!"
At this time, the power supply in the building was restored. Xiaoqin signaled to handcuff him, and she and several comrades slowly went upstairs with guns. She was suspicious, thinking that she was a step late, so how did Peng Zili turn the situation around? As soon as she entered the corridor, she saw the killer No. 2 lying on the ground. Several people rushed into the room. Peng Zili had just climbed onto the wheelchair, and there was the killer No. 1 lying on the ground, with a child standing next to Peng Zili.
" Captain Peng!" Xiaoqin finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
Peng Zili said quickly: "Another one ran away."
"Don't worry, I caught you."
Peng Zili said: "That's good."
Xiaoqin noticed that the child was evasive and couldn't help but touch his head and asked, "Whose child is this? Are you scared?"
Peng Zili said: "He is Jia Xiaolong, the son of Jia Ba, and my savior."
Xiaoqin was stunned.
The neighbors in the building all leaned out to watch, looking panicked. The accompanying police revealed their identities, and only the brave ones dared to go out to watch the excitement.
Peng Zili smiled bitterly and said, "Looks like I have to move."
Jia Xiaolong said: "Aren't you a hero?"
Peng Zili said: "Seeing a hero in the newspaper and living next door to a hero are two different things."
Jia Xiaolong seemed to understand, but Peng Zili said, "This is the price of being a good person. It's like climbing a mountain. Bad guys with no bottom line will kick rocks down and kill innocent people for their own benefit. Good people have to catch bad guys, and they have to prevent these rocks from hitting the people you want to protect." As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
Jia Xiaolong asked: "What do you mean?"
Peng Zili smiled and said, "Bring it here."
Jia Xiaolong had no choice but to take out a pistol from his clothes and give it to Peng Zili. It turned out that he had just taken away the second killer's pistol while no one was paying attention...
"Can you take the bullets and let me keep the gun as a souvenir?"
Peng Zili said speechlessly: "No!"
"After all this effort, there's not even any benefit..." Jia Xiaolong muttered in dissatisfaction.
Peng Zili said: "Jia Xiaolong, I hope you can be a good person."
Jia Xiaolong said: "Didn't you say it's hard to be a good person?"
Peng Zili said: "You are so awesome, so choose a more difficult one."
Jia Xiaolong said thoughtfully: "Then I have to think about it - and you owe us two lives."
At this time, the second leader's cell phone rang, and a policeman handed it to Xiaoqin. Xiaoqin said to the second leader: "This is your chance to redeem yourself from your crime. Do you know what to say?"
The second leader looked pale and nodded weakly.
Xiaoqin put the phone next to his ear, and Xiaoge's voice came from it: "Is it done?"
The second leader said: "It's done, we are retreating."
Xiao Ge pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let 'Stinky Head' talk to me."
The second leader looked at the body of assassin number two on the ground and stammered, "He... went to buy cigarettes."
Xiao Ge said, "I understand."
Xiaoqin slammed the phone into the second leader's face, and the second leader had no choice but to ask, "Where are we going to meet you?"
"Wait for the news." Brother Xiao hung up the phone.
Xiaoqin shouted: "Let our people gather and be ready for action at any time !"
