Twin-barreled rapid-firing quick draw gunner

  Liu Ziguang has been lying in wait, listening and obeying, silent and unresponsive, all for the sake of a thunderous strike at the crucial moment.

  Every second he crouched in the corner of the bank, his whole body muscles were tense, his two eyes stared at the bandits' every move, his two hands hung down at the waist position, ready to draw out the pistol and shoot the two scoundrels.

  But he had to wait for the right moment to make his move, because this gun was stolen, and how to get away with a lie was something he had been thinking about all along, but never came up with a foolproof plan.

  The situation is progressing step by step, the police and the hijackers have reached an agreement to exchange hostages for police officers, lift the blockade, provide vehicles, and it seems that the crisis has been resolved. However, Liu Ziguang understands that the police will never give up easily and compromise with the hijackers.

  Moreover, the police officer who came to exchange hostages was Hu Rong, who had dealt with Liu Ziguang several times before. This young female police officer, who had a strong sense of justice and a stubborn temper, left a deep impression on Liu Ziguang. When she appeared, Liu Ziguang subconsciously knew that something would definitely go wrong!

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, when Hu Rong entered the bank lobby, Lao San's eyes flickered and he whispered a sentence to the robbers in a very low voice. Although his voice was extremely faint, Liu Ziguang, who happened to be crouching behind Lao San, heard it clearly: "Be careful, she may have a camera on her body."

  The tall bandit immediately raised his gun and aimed at Hu Rong, ordering her to stand still and turn around.

  Hu Rong immediately stopped and slowly turned around, raising both hands to indicate that she was unarmed.

  The tall bandit waved his gun, signaling to his accomplices to go and check. The short one quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pulled off a small component the size of a button from Hu Rong's bulletproof vest, with a thin wire still attached behind it.

  "What the...!" The short bandit roared loudly, grabbing Hu Rong's hair and slamming her to the ground. The petite policewoman was no match for his brute force and was thrown to the ground, watching helplessly as the bandit cocked the five-barreled shotgun with a loud "click".

  Hu Rong's scalp exploded, and she subconsciously reached for her gun, but her speed was still half a beat too slow. The 84-style micro pistol had not yet been fully drawn when the robber's muzzle was already aimed at her head. In that instant, all she saw was the robber's pupils contracting slightly, as if he had mouthed a curse, and then his head exploded.

  A red glow, as if the entire world had changed color.

  When the short one threw Hu Rong to the ground, Liu Ziguang knew that the opportunity had come. At this time, the tall one's attention was also focused on them, and Lao San was even more flustered and distracted, with no time to pay attention to others. Those hostages were all facing outward, and not a single person noticed themselves.

  The short bandit aimed his five-shooter at Hu Rong, and just as he was about to fire, Liu Ziguang swiftly drew out the pistol that had been hidden behind him and fired decisively. Two bullets shot into the short bandit's head with extremely brief intervals.

  No one had reacted yet, and Liu Ziguang's muzzle turned to the tall hijacker. Another clean and efficient DoubleTap, two bullets passed through his chest, a blood arrow flew out, and the two hijackers fell to the ground in an interval of only 0.1 seconds!

  A person's head is filled with **, like a container full of water. When two bullets quickly enter, the skull cannot withstand the sudden increase in volume and instantly explodes, rich brain blood vessels burst out, and white ** mixed together, splashing everywhere.

  The body that lost its head fell heavily to the ground like a collapsed wall, and the five-barreled gun in his hand was also thrown out, flying backwards along the smooth marble floor, landing right at Lao San's feet.

  Due to the two guns being too close, the tall hijacker's standing distance was also far away, more importantly, this old 54's accuracy was worrying. In short, in order to ensure a hit, at the moment of transferring the muzzle, Liu Ziguang chose to shoot at the larger target area, the hijacker's chest.

  Two bullets whizzed by, piercing his chest, and the tall bandit was knocked back by the immense force of the bullets, flying backward while also releasing his grip on Niu Niu's hand.

  Niang Niang was frightened silly, and she spread her two little legs to run forward wildly. On the other side, Hu Rong had just crawled up with one hand supporting his body, saw the little girl running towards him, and hurriedly wrapped her in his arms.

  There are five bullets in this Type 54 pistol, and Liu Ziguang had planned it out before making his move. Two hijackers would each get a Double Tap, and the last bullet would be used to kill Old Three, silencing him and leaving no evidence behind.

  But just as Liu Ziguo turned the muzzle and was about to aim at Lao San, the situation suddenly changed. The tall hijacker who had been shot did not die! He struggled to raise the gun in his hand while lying on the ground. Due to his severe injury, he could no longer turn his arm to shoot Liu Ziguo, and could only barely aim at Hu Rong and Niu Niu.

  The situation was extremely urgent, Liu Ziguang shouted loudly: "Be careful!" His body rose into the air, aiming and firing in mid-air. The two 54-type pistols simultaneously ejected dazzling muzzle flames. Two bullets almost grazed each other's shoulders. One righteous bullet hit the tall hijacker's eye, exploding his head on the spot, ending his miserable life. The other bullet hit Liu Ziguang's right chest, a stream of blood gushing out, causing him to stumble and fall sideways, facing Hu Rong.

  But all he saw was Hu Rong's face and head covered in blood, his expression twisted and terrifying, his right arm swiftly raised, the black muzzle of the gun aimed at Liu Ziguang.

  It's over, this girl has gone crazy, the thought flashed through Liu Ziguang's mind like lightning, the magazine was already empty, he couldn't stop Hu Rong's shooting no matter how fast he moved, and could only harden himself for this shot.

  The gunshot rang out, Liu Ziguang gritted his teeth, but he didn't feel like he had been hit. He turned around to see that Lao San was holding a five-shooter, with a small bullet hole in the center of his forehead, his eyes empty and lifeless, his body swaying back and forth before finally falling down with a thud.

  Turning back, Hu Rong's arm was still raised, the muzzle smoking, and suddenly, a brilliant smile spread across her face, which was stained with blood, very sweet.

  A chaotic and dense footsteps sounded, a large team of police rushed in, Hu Yuejin holding a 64 pistol charged to the front, seeing his bloody daughter, he suddenly turned back and shouted: "Stretcher! First aid!"

  Liu Ziguang raised his hands, the pistol slipped to the ground, and the police pressed him to the ground without saying a word. The pistol that fell to the ground was kicked away. A special police officer in black BDU combat uniform entered in an orderly manner, forming a professional CQB team shape to search the entire bank hall. After confirming that all the robbers were dead, they issued a safety signal.

  The police cleared the scene, and the frightened hostages were rescued. At the same time, stretchers were carried in, and Secretary Hu hugged his daughter and anxiously shouted: "Rongrong, where are you shot?"

  Hu Rong smiled: "Dad, it's someone else's blood."

  But careful Hu Yuejin still found a dark mark on the sleeve of his daughter's uniform, and as a former public security officer, he could see at a glance that it was a bullet mark. Rolling up his sleeves, sure enough, there was a bloody wound on Hu Rong's arm.

  Lian Huru herself was stunned, when she was shot and didn't know it, but soon she understood that the bullet was fired by the tall hijacker in his last breath, after penetrating Liu Ziguang's body, grazing her own. If Liu Ziguang hadn't blocked this bullet for her, the powerful bullet would have hit her heavily, even with a bulletproof vest, the huge kinetic energy would have caused injury, minor bruising, severe fracture, if it had hit an unprotected area, it would have caused serious harm.

  What about Liu Ziguang? Hu Rong stood up and looked over, only to see four robust special police officers pressing down on Liu Ziguang's head, holding his arms and escorting him away.

  "It's wrong, he's not a bad person!" Hu Rong shouted out of voice, but at this time the scene was chaotic, and no one heard her cry. Secretary Hu directed the emergency personnel to lift his daughter onto a stretcher and rescue her, while the little girl who had been crying was tightly hugged by Hu Rong.

  At the bank entrance, the police cordon had not been lifted yet, but a large number of reporters had already rushed over. The heroic female police officer, Hu Rong, who had risked her life to rescue the hostages and defuse the crisis, was carried out on a stretcher from the main gate under the gaze of the crowd. As soon as she appeared, countless camera flashes lit up one after another, and thunderous applause erupted. Over a hundred public security officers, special police officers, armed police soldiers, reporters from newspapers and television stations, as well as relatives of the hostages, all spontaneously applauded together, creating a fervent scene that was difficult to describe.

  Seeing her daughter safe and sound, Shen Fang rushed over quickly, with tears all over her face, took the child from Hu Rong's arms on the stretcher. Seeing this touching scene, the scene was boiling again, the camera shutter sounded like a machine gun. Someone brought a bouquet of flowers to Hu Rong's hands, Hu Rong was a little at a loss, took the flowers, and scanned the crowd with her eyes, her father's relieved smile, Song Deputy Director and Xie Deputy Director's faces with a load off their minds, and the cheering crowd, weren't all these what she had always dreamed of getting?

  But why can't I feel happy at this moment?

  Her gaze passed over the heads of the crowd, and Hu Rong saw Liu Zhi-guang's head covered with a black plastic bag, being escorted by special police into that black armored vehicle.

  Hu Rong opened her mouth, but still didn't shout out.