spy ace

Chapter 3967 Rapid Shooting

"Hello? Is this Director Fan Keqin?" A strange voice came on the phone. Fan Keqin could guarantee that he had never heard of this voice before.

"It's me." Fan Keqin said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Director Qian's clerk, Zhou Tao." Zhou Tao's voice was rather anxious but steady, and he said, "Director Qian was shot ten minutes ago, but Director Fan, don't worry, the director was injured in the arm. He has been treated in the hospital. Director Qian asked me to call you immediately and ask you to come to the Second Hospital. I called before but no one answered. I just got back to the director, and he asked me to call again."

"Yes, I just came back from outside." Fan Keqin said: "The Second Hospital, right? Let me ask you, how many people are there around my brother now?"

"There are three." Zhou Tao said, "The director went out for a social event at night and took me and two other brothers with him. They were from the black suit army. One of them is a driver and the other is a bodyguard."

"We don't have enough manpower." Fan Keqin said, "Call again immediately and ask reliable personnel to come over. Send more of them. This is to prevent the gunman from having a backup plan or following you to the hospital after failing to succeed. He may try to assassinate you again."

"Understood." Zhou Tao said, "I'll call you right after I finish talking to you."

"Hang up, I'll be there soon." Fan Keqin said, and immediately hung up the phone. He turned around and took out the spare street magazine from the drawer and put it in his pocket. While walking outside, he looked at Hua Zhang and said briefly: "My brother was shot ten minutes ago. You and I were just dating outside, the kind of young men and women looking for excitement. You wait for me at home. I'll go there."

"No, I'll go with you." Hua Zhang said, "Your brother is also my old leader, so I can't not go."

That's right, Fan Keqin nodded, and Hua Zhang took his spare magazine with him. He put on his coat and left the house. After getting in the car, Fan Keqin drove the car himself, driving very fast. If it was a normal speed, it would take nearly 20 minutes to get to the Second Hospital, but Fan Keqin only took five minutes.

But when they were still some distance away from the Second Hospital, Fan Keqin suddenly said, "Oh no! There were gunshots. Someone is really trying to assassinate again."

His hearing was extraordinary, but Hua Zhang hadn't heard it yet. However, when Fan Keqin turned sharply and got closer to the gate of the Second Hospital, Hua Zhang also heard it, and the gunfire was quite intense. He said, "It was all the sound of pistols and box guns, but no sound of automatic weapons."

Fan Keqin didn't hear any submachine guns or anything like that. Of course, he cared about Qian Jinxun. Although Qian Jinxun was adopted by his father Qian Yu, he was very good to him since he was a child, just like his own son. Qian Jinxun and he played well together, and they had played together since they were young. They were only separated during the few years when he went abroad to study. For the rest of the time, they had almost never lost contact. With such a relationship until now, how could it not be good? Therefore, Fan Keqin was also very concerned in his heart, but now that he heard the gunshots, it was likely that Qian Jinxun would be fine. Therefore, after Fan Keqin took out the gun, he didn't stop the car at all, and directly knocked open the double-open fence door of the hospital with a bang. Fan Keqin was also very clear at this moment. At the entrance of the main building of the hospital, there was a group of seven or eight people in black clothes, holding pistols, and seemed to be besieging and shooting into the main building.

Inside the hospital, gunshots were heard from time to time. Although they were also pistols, the density was not low. The besiegers were very cautious and did not dare to rush in.

At this moment, Fan Keqin drove his car directly into the car. The group heard the noise and turned back to check the situation. But at this moment, Fan Keqin braked and said, "Get out of the car and find cover." While speaking, the gun in his hand was fast and accurate, and a burst of bullets was fired in an instant.

This round of shooting was fast and accurate. And the distance was so close, so seven bullets hit seven people. They all groaned miserably, and several of them fell to the ground. The remaining two did not fall because Fan Keqin pursued rapid shooting this time, so he did not hit several people in the fatal parts, just requiring that they be able to hit. What he pursued was speed.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Four more gunshots rang out. Hua Zhang had taken advantage of Fan Keqin's shooting in the car to quickly get out of the car and pull the trigger repeatedly at the only person who had not been shot and had dodged behind the pillar of the porch.

That's right, when Fan Keqin opened fire, he asked her to get out of the car to cover him. But Fan Keqin's shooting was too fast and too accurate, and he shot seven of the eight people with one bullet in an instant. When Hua Zhang got out of the car, he didn't walk far, but took a step to the side, using the front of the car as a cover, and started shooting at the porch pillars, which was to cover Fan Keqin again. The two of them really had a tacit understanding. Although Hua Zhang was not as strong as Fan Keqin, who was beyond the limits of human beings, he was able to contribute his own strength. This was also one of the reasons why Fan Keqin admired Hua Zhang very much.

During the short time that Hua Zhang was firing continuously, Fan Keqin had already gotten out of the car and opened the door with his left hand. He took out another magazine and when the magazine in the chamber naturally slid to the ground, he had already inserted the spare magazine into the chamber again and loaded it.

Fan Keqin walked straight to the front door of the building, firing with one hand as he walked. Bang, bang, bang, three shots, first knocking down two people who were already shot but not falling down, just injured, and were circling behind the flower beds on both sides. Another person was also hit, with a more serious injury than the previous two. He had already fallen down, but was still struggling to get up, and was shot in the head.

The gunshots from Fan Keqin became less frequent, almost in line with his pace, firing a shot with every step he took, and one by one, he shot the remaining people lying on the ground without moving, in the head. After firing the last shot, Fan Keqin happened to walk behind the left pillar of the porch.

In Fan Keqin's eyes, he saw a pistol coming out from behind the pillar, and it was not held high, but from the waist. "This is a good shot." Because in close combat, especially when coming out from behind a bunker, the opponent will have the opportunity to rob. Especially when holding a gun high, but the waist position is different, close to the waist and abdomen, it is not easy for the opponent to rob.

But Fan Keqin didn't feel any difficulty at all...