Is there really a god or Buddha in this world? Maybe they are just the product of ordinary people’s infinite deification, or maybe god or Buddha really exists, but where they are now, they have no way to know how to burn incense and worship Buddha devoutly every day, and squeeze out a little bit of incense oil for the Buddha every month. But when they really need to help their lives, where are the gods and Buddhas in the sky? Is it true that Buddhas can only share wealth and honor, but not suffering? Can even Buddhas be selfish?

The Bangkok police, trapped in the car, panicked, and slapped the windows and screamed, shouting Buddha's name, begging Buddha to come to help him. They no longer had the charm of their power when they were pursuing them before. Although they were all devout believers, at this moment, Buddha abandoned them.

No Buddha came to help them. All they had waited for was a bullet and a grenade. 11 bombs smashed the glass of cars with bullets. Then a grenade was thrown into the carriage. The police officers who were still in the carriage were scared and shuddered. However, they were sad and powerless to watch the grenade exploded in front of them. The feeling of powerlessness of waiting for death was undoubtedly the most tormenting punishment in the world.

As the gunshots and grenade explosions continued to come from behind, the police officers trapped in the police car in front were scared and disappeared. Endless fear spread among them. All of the police officers picked up everything available around them like crazy, and lashed at the glass of the front and rear windows wildly to escape. Facing the approaching death, no one could be calm and composed. Some people even rolled down the window glass and tried their best to squeeze through the narrow gap.

But the gap between the door and the walls on both sides is less than five centimeters, and it may be small, so they can't even squeeze out the head. But even though these policemen who were already in extreme panic knew that this road would not be possible, they still tried their best to go out like crazy. Even if they squeezed their heads and blood, they would not stop. When facing the desperate situation, they were unwilling to give up even if they had a little hope of survival, and even if that hope would bring a huge price, they would not hesitate.

In the narrow alley, screams, screams, calls for help, gunshots, explosions and whistles of police sirens were mixed together, as terrible as the end of the world

In the chaos, I don’t know who fired a gun at the glass first. The crisp sound of the gun was like a wake-up talisman, which immediately reminded others. Almost all the policemen picked up their guns and fired frantically at the glass. The messy pistol sound was like the sound of machine guns at this moment.

As the bullet was shot out desperately, the glass was soon covered with holes, and then punched it hard. The fragile glass was finally broken. As the escape exit opened, the police in the car cheered and cheered, pushing and scrambling out one by one, and crawling out one by one. The friendship between colleagues became fragile. Faced with the oppression of death, everyone's selfish nature was fully released. Someone was blocking his own way.

Pull it back, crawl out first, and even to grab the narrow exit, some brothers who are usually good at wrestling and wrestle with morality, shame, and friendship. At this moment, they are not as cheap as a piece of paper. The selfishness and ugliness of human nature are perfectly interpreted in this second. However, when these policemen were scrambling to fight for the only escape exit, an insurance grenade bounced off and was thrown into the carriage under their noses.

"Dong..." The grenade fell into the car and rolled. At this moment, the whole car suddenly became silent. Everyone stopped, either tore and fight, or crawled out, all of whom looked at the grenade as if they were suffering from dementia. At the same time, everyone's face showed an expression of terror without reservation.

Time seemed like a long time after several centuries. At this moment, everyone's minds became blank, and they even forgot to escape. Only heavy breathing and extremely depressing atmosphere were tormenting their last will.

"No..." A policeman suddenly roared to the sky with all his strength, and a tear of regret quietly slid down the corners of his eyes. At this moment, he thought of his wife and son. When he was with them, he beat his son and beat his wife who came to dissuade him. If... if he could do it again, maybe he would never beat his wife and son again in his life, but this can only be that if the things that have passed will not come back, and his last memory will always remain in the regret of beating his wife and son.

"Boom" The grenade finally exploded. In an instant, countless steel balls and iron pieces tore everything in the car, and splashed out from the car with endless blood mist, quietly spreading in this alley.

In the blood-covered alley, on the roof of a police car that was blown up, holding a pistol in his hand, quietly watching the burning vehicles around him no longer have any breath, only occasionally, the moans and flames of the police who were not dead and breathable, the endless sea of ​​corpses and blood reflected the lonely and bleak figure of 11. At this moment, he looked so lonely and a little lonely.

"Dadadadada..." The sound of machine guns in front came, and 11 looked up at the front, and Tianzang was also harvesting his life, and it was almost over.

Like 11, Tianzang first smashed the glass with a gun, then threw a grenade in, but came back from behind, but he rushed back from the front and killed him all the way back. With the cooperation of the two, no one could escape alive.

However, Tianzang was always a sniper. His efficiency in killing people in close combat was far less than 11. At least 11. No policeman could escape from the car alive until the end of the battle. However, Tianzang only killed more than half of them. Before he could take care of the car, many policemen broke the glass and crawled out.

When these policemen escaped from the car, Tianzang wisely gave up the strategy of grenade bombing and used submachine guns to shoot directly. After all, the two sides were too close. Once the grenade exploded, it was very likely that it would accidentally hurt himself.

The sound of the machine gun "da da da da" is like the soul-summoning song of hell. Every time the rhythm sounds, it takes away several vivid lives.

Tianzang killed Zhenghuan in front, and Doville climbed out of the car behind him, half-squatted on the roof of the car and looked at Tianzang Fawei for a while. Maybe Doville was itchy, maybe he wanted to help. He carefully took out the pistol modified by the queen, clasped his hands tightly, and aimed at a policeman with blood on his face, trying to crawl out of the window.

"Bang" a huge gunshot sounded, but Doville underestimated the recoil of the modified gun. The moment he fired, he sat down with a recoil from the impact of the gun, and the bullet that hit the policeman was shot at the same time and shot at Tianzang.

"Swish" bullets flew over Tianzang's cheeks. Although they did not cause him any actual damage, the feeling of the bullets flying by his ears still made Tianzang's cold air rush up to his forehead, and all his hair was standing upright.

Tianzang's eyes suddenly burst out with endless anger, and he turned around and shouted loudly: "Roar, Daowell, just say it if you want to die."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Doville quickly nodded and apologized to him. In order to admit his mistake, he quickly put away the gun and raised his empty hands. He looked at Tianzang with a pitiful innocent expression. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Doville quickly nodded and apologized to him. In order to admit his mistake, he quickly put away the gun and raised his empty hands. In order to admit his mistake, he looked at Tianyinzang with a pitiful innocent expression.

Tian Yinzang gritted Yin's teeth and clenched Yin's teeth. He glared at him fiercely and then ignored him. He turned around and prepared to continue shooting and killing the police officers who escaped from the car. However, when Tian Yinzang turned around, he was completely stunned at the next moment. There was no living person standing in front of him. The people who could move just now were all cut off by Xiaobai's sharp claws, and blood was sprayed in his neck and tilted his head on the hood.

Tian Yinzhan's cheek muscles twitched Yin hard, and his eyes fell on Xiaobai who was standing on a corpse. If it weren't for the facts in front of him, Tian Yinzhan would have hardly believed that the moment he just turned around and spoke, the dead dog actually solved the last five. The six police officers should know that it only took one or two seconds to know that this dead dog was very different, but now Tian Yinzhan was once again scared by its murderousness.

Xiaobai glanced at Tian Yinzang with a mocking look, suddenly raised his claws and waved it to the corpse under him, and heard a "click". The place of the chest cavity was torn open a big blood hole with flesh and bones. A stream of blood suddenly ejaculated and shot out all over Xiaobai. The little guy was bathed in the blood as if he was enjoying it. He stuck out his tongue and licked Yin and licked Yin, and then licked the blood hole to both sides. When the whole head was stretched into the blood hole in the chest cavity, he was already holding a fresh heart in his mouth. He ate the heart with two mouths. Then he licked Yin's mouth with an unfulfilled desire, and jumped to the next corpse happily.

At this time, 11 had already walked back, glanced at Xiaobai who was happily tying his heart, looked at Tian Yinzang again, nodded at him, Tian Yinzang curled his lips understandingly, took off a grenade, threw it over 11, took the grenade, bounced it away, and hurriedly threw it towards the alley in front with Yin force.

At the entrance of the alley, there were many passers-by watching the fun. They didn't know what their mentality was, or they might have seen so many police officers inside and felt relieved. In short, until the end of the battle, except for a few smart people who were so smart that they didn't get oiled early, many people were foolishly plucking their courage to surround the alley and watch inside until the grenade was thrown into the crowd. The group of people suddenly woke up Yinwu, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Boom" The grenade suddenly exploded in the middle of the crowd, and suddenly a large number of people fell into a pool of blood like wheat. For a moment, countless crying, sharp voices, and cries, and cries of help were in chaos. Those who were lucky enough to be unaffected, or who were only scratched a little skin and were slightly injured. Anyone who could still run and move suddenly scattered like a frightened bird, crying and shouting, running around and running, but did not notice that Jian Yin committed all this crime Yin Kui Yin, Tian Yinzang, Daowell and Xiaobai, these three people and a dog were already mixed in the chaotic crowd, leaving without looking back.

Not long after, more than ten more police cars arrived, but when these later police officers looked at the wreckage of more than twenty police cars in the alley, and the blood covered with the ground, and the dead bodies with different shapes of blood, their faces became extremely ugly.

This day is Bangkok's Good Friday. Black Sunday, which is called Bangkok by perverts. According to the statistics afterwards, in this Bangkok police's pursuit of three gangsters, the number of police and affected passers-by was as high as 300.
Chapter completed!