everyone, get into formation according to what the front of the car said. Open fire when you see a madman. Don't worry about the bullets ...
The arrangement at the head of the car was very effective. They had clearly just come over, scolded a few words, and gave a few orders, but it was enough to make these panicking old drivers perk up.
As he shouted, he gathered with the seven or eight people that the car had brought over.
These people, along with the drivers in the front and back of the car, and Lu Xin, formed a small team of more than ten people.
They each took out their guns and gathered together, leaning against the truck and pointing in different directions.
After a series of gunshots, two of the lunatics fell to the ground, while the other four or five jumped back into the empty house.
Lu Xin observed quietly.
He didn't have the time to take out his little notebook to jot it down, but he tried hard to sum it up in his heart:
