I saw the men and horses of the Money Gang falling down in rows, and occasionally some of the gang picked up pistols to shoot back, but no one could withstand the firing of hundreds of muzzles, so no one could approach the distance of 20 meters in front of the gate of the Neihe City People's Hospital.
Wu Yuanzhong and Song Huang, who were running in the front, Song Huang was the first to find out that the situation was wrong, and when he saw hundreds of windows open at the same time, Song Huang had already realized that the situation was wrong.
He was about to stop Wu Yuanzhong, who was rushing to the front, but it was too late, and the bullet didn't give him any chance.
Seeing Wu Yuanzhong fall in a pool of blood after being shot dozens of times, Song Huang watched his eldest brother fall in front of him covered in blood, at this time he had no time to cry, and after being shot in the shoulder, he quickly lay down and climbed down, and then he was crushed to the ground by the person who shot him from behind.
The men and horses of the Qian Gang in the square of the Neihe City People's Hospital saw the machine guns frantically firing at them, and they immediately became panicked, regardless of whether they were trampling on the solid ground or fleshy corpses, they were all fleeing in all directions.
But because the right hand also arranged an ambush on the wall of the hospital, it was impossible for these people to run to the wall, let alone jump over the wall to escape.
But under the oppression of death, these people still ran towards the wall with solid feet, so that in the end, even the Flying Sand gang on the wall could not bear to shoot again, and only waited for these people to run under the wall and wait to climb up before killing them with military stabs, although the result of death was the same.
Now the square of the entire Neihe City People's Hospital is surrounded by the Flying Sand Gang like an iron bucket, and the Money Gang in the field is like a lamb to be slaughtered, enjoying a kind of perverted happiness in the slaughter.
Although it was only a short ten minutes, the corpses in the square were piled up as high as a hill, and the blood flowing from the corpses flowed wantonly like a flood that had opened the floodgates, and people were shocked to watch.
It was an unprecedented massacre directed by the right hand, and the night fully demonstrated the incomparable "superiority" of hot weapons against cold weapons, even if this advantage was too cruel.
Seeing hundreds of people downstairs lying in a pool of blood one by one in the rumbling thunder and rain, against the backdrop of the ballistics of the sprayed bullets, the Flying Sand Gang members who were in charge of shooting already thought that this was not a fight for the underworld at all, and that the whole thing was caught in a modern battlefield.
As the enemy and the enemy are using the weapons in their hands to strive for victory, but the enemy is not a foreign invader, but their own compatriots, and it makes people feel that this is not a proportional and equal tearing at all.
Although this one-sided slaughter can be won quickly, everyone does not feel the slightest joy of victory.
Many people's hands began to tremble, and their vision began to blur without knowing whether they were wet with tears or rain, and some people had even begun to give up shooting, even though there were hardly many people in the field who could stand normally.
"Boss, are we a little" Bai Hu tentatively asked the right hand next to him, after all, this battle was too bloody, and his side could even solve the gangsters of more than a thousand people without injuring a single person.
This is a room on the top floor of the Neihe People's Hospital, from the glass window here you can overlook the entire square, the right hand turned to look at the white tiger, the expression is serious, and the white tiger's heart is tight.
But the white tiger seemed to see a trace of hesitation and confusion in the eyes of his right hand, after all, more than a thousand people died indirectly in the hands of his right hand, presumably the boss's heart was also very unbearable, the white tiger guessed.
The right hand carefully stared at the eyes of the white tiger and meditated for a long time, and the deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate directly into the heart of the white tiger, and the white tiger couldn't resist the breathtaking gaze, and looked out unnaturally.
Bai Hu said in his heart, forget it, because Bai Hu saw that the slaughter outside was over, and there was no one standing in the middle of the kung fu square where he spoke, only piles and piles of corpses remained.
At this time, the right hand also noticed that the gunfire outside had stopped, and only the sound of rain remained, and it was strange that with the end of this massacre, the thunder outside was gone, and the sound of rain gradually became quieter.
"Do you think we are too cruel" The right hand seemed to be asking himself at the same time as the white tiger next to him, as well as the black tiger who had just entered the house to report the situation, the black tiger looked at the right hand in front of the window and the white tiger with a solemn expression, just standing quietly behind the right hand.
The white tiger looked outside and did not speak, and the heaviness of his heart was far greater than the joy of victory.
"Hmph" The right hand sneered a few times, and the gaze in his eyes became colder and colder, "If we don't use guns today, but let them in, do you think they will show mercy to their subordinates If it is us who is standing outside today, do you think they will let us go" A few rhetorical questions from the right hand suddenly made the white tiger speechless.
"All the people lying in the square today will be our enemies sooner or later, and for us, it is just a matter of killing them several times.
Either you die or I die is the only law of underworld survival, and there is no soil here with a soft heart, which you should know better than me.
The right hand said in a deep voice.
"I know this, but" Bai Hu was stopped by his right hand in the middle of his words.
"You're not soft-hearted, it's just that you can't accept this mountain of corpses suddenly appearing in front of your eyes.
You have a psychological problem, you have thought that without us all the way, if you want to pile up the people you have killed, how tall can you be, so the difference is not so big.
The right hand is talking to the white tiger like teaching a child, but no one has noticed that the palm of the right hand has long been wet with sweat, in fact, the heart of the right hand is suffering more than others, after all, this is also a great test for the right hand's mind.
"Okay" The white tiger let out a long breath, and it could be regarded as letting go of the heavy burden in his heart for the time being.
Things have already been done, no matter how much you regret it, it's useless, the only thing is to accept, not to mention that for these people on the right hand, none of them are good men and women, so if you can't think about it for a while, it will slowly dissipate over time.
"Clean up the square immediately and leave no one alive.
Let the hospital's crematorium be activated immediately, and all the bodies must be cleaned up before dawn.
The right hand commanded.
"Yes," replied the White Tiger and the Black Tiger in unison.
"Let's go, let's go to the battlefield," said his right hand.
The white and black tigers walk in front, and the right hand walks last.
Passing by the desk in the room, he picked up a tissue with his right hand and wiped the sweat off his hand and threw the paper in the paper basket.
Brothers and sisters, please throw flowers on them, thank you.
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