In just five minutes, the villa gate slowly opened, and a business car drove out from the inside. There was only one driver and an old butler sitting on the car. When they went out, they found another business car parked at the door. The old butler felt a little surprised and hurriedly raised his hand from the side and the car stopped. The old butler calmed down and saw that there was not only a business car parked outside, but also a young man of armed militants.

He suddenly felt bad, "No!" Just as he finished speaking, he heard a "crack!" sound. The God of Death Scythe fell from the sky, splitting the a-pillar area of ​​the cab, shattering the glass, and cutting off the driver's head, and blood splattered the old butler's face, "Oh." He shouted, and quickly raised his hand to rub his eyes.

At the same time, in the area at the main entrance, Hu Yilin, Liu Zifeng, Zhang Fan, and Bat, four people holding submachine guns and began to shoot wildly. The people in the area at the main entrance fell to the ground in an instant. Li Kang, gray blood, Li Yao, and the first blade on the side, four people were carrying a rocket launcher, and walked openly into the villa. They pulled the trigger in the four directions that had been agreed upon, and then they heard four explosions of "boom~~boom~" one after another. The four people dropped rockets and rushed into the villa with Liu Zifeng, Hu Yilin and his group in front of them. The group of people cooperated ingeniously and shot perfectly, and cooperated with the monitoring system inside the entire villa area. Under the guidance of Liu Ye and Liu Shengpeng and his group, they rushed to the entire villa in a sweeping manner, unstoppable way! No one can defeat them!

Wang Ying followed the group, holding a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes calm. The resentful Zilong carried his own Grim Reaper scythe, and the body was full of bullets. One person carried a heavy machine gun, followed Wang Ying with a heavy machine gun, and pulled the trigger while walking. The whole villa was filled with the sound of gunfire and explosions.

Look at Wen Hao inside the main villa. He had just returned to his room and was chatting with one of his subordinates. "Where are Xue Yan and the others?" Wen Hao just finished asking, and heard the dense sound of gunshots outside. He was quite calm and looked at his subordinate. "What happened?"

The subordinate shook his head from the side, quickly touched his headphones and began to ask. At the same time, his personal bodyguard rushed in, "Brother Hao, no, a group of armed forces rushed into the villa." After the man said this, Wen Hao was also calm. "How many people rushed in?" "More than ten."

"What? More than ten people just look at me, Wumei Villa, and do you think I, Wen Hao, are you a waste? What's going on in the monitoring room? Why do people rush into the doorstep? They still know nothing. Are there so many secret whistles outside? Are they all eating shit?" Wen Hao seemed very angry. While saying, he picked up the submachine gun and said, "Go!"

He walked out of the door of the room. At this moment, many Wen Hao's subordinates gathered at the door, all holding weapons. With Wen Hao's leadership, they rushed out as soon as possible. At this moment, the whole yard was already in chaos and corpses were all over the ground. When Wen Hao and the others rushed out, Wen Hao raised their guns and yelled, full of momentum, "Brothers, make them for me!"

With Wen Hao's roar, dozens of armed forces gathered around here. When they saw Wen Hao coming out, they seemed to have confidence in their hearts. They yelled and rushed out again, trying to use the advantage of the number of people to crush the other party, but what they didn't expect was that the cooperation between the other party was too clever, and they seemed to be more familiar with their every move. Where their firepower was strong, the other party must have hidden themselves and attacked from the side. During the chaos, the other party completely shot, and the circle was very swept away.

Overall, they have always been in a state of being attacked from both sides. The other party said there were more than ten people, but they gave people a feeling of being everywhere. With the sound of gunshots and explosions around, Wen Hao saw the armed forces around him falling in groups. In front of these people, there seemed to be no power to fight back. At this moment, Wen Hao himself was a little scared. Although the eight-armed members in his hands were almost killed or injured in the battle of Yutushan, the people around him who protected him for many years were all veterans of the Dabang Corps. Needless to say, why did he seem to have no power to fight back under the attack of such a few people on the other party?

Seeing that most of the armed forces around him were killed or injured, Wen Hao noticed something was wrong. After all, he was once the captain of the eight-armed team, and his combat experience in this area was quite sufficient. Soon, he looked at the surveillance around his home, "There is a problem with the surveillance!"

Wen Hao shouted, "That person has a problem!" Now Wen Hao has completely reacted, knowing that this is a very targeted raid. "Listen to everyone, cover me to retreat! Cut off the power immediately!!! They use our surveillance again!!!" Wen Hao yelled, and soon, the entire villa was suddenly dark, and all the surveillance lines had been cut off. This gave them a chance to retreat.

Wen Hao was very decisive and took the lead to retreat. The people around him could not withstand the attack of the gray blood and the others, and there were heavy casualties. Now when Wen Hao said this, everyone began to retreat, and the sound of gunshots around him continued. However, because the entire villa was completely in darkness, the surveillance had lost its effect, and it really gave them a chance to cushion. Wen Hao and his group retreated quickly and rushed to the back door area. The opposite side was even more chasing and double-teamed. Although they had absolutely the advantage in the number of people on their side, they could not resist the firepower on the other side. More and more figures fell down. Seeing that this continued, Wen Hao and his group would have to make the bag round.

At this critical moment, a reserve emergency team rushed up from behind them. The team was beyond everyone's expectations, with a small number of people, thirty or fifty, but there were more than a dozen members of Wen Hao's original eight-armed arm. These people were all survivors, and they were still very combat-effective. They were much more powerful than these veterans. After these dozens of people joined the battle, they obviously played a huge role. They were very familiar with the situation inside the Wen Hao family. They hid in the dark, controlled the casualties well, and also dragged the other party. At this moment, the two sides fell into a simple confrontation.

Wen Hao observed the situation and saw the best opportunity coming. Several old eight-armed subordinates around him also surrounded him. The fighting experience of this group of people was very rich. "Captain, hurry up, if you don't rush, there will be no chance!" Wen Hao nodded and raised his hand to signal. This group of people chose the weakest link on the side, covered and shot all the way, and retreated in the middle with a very skillful formation. They directly covered Wen Hao and retreated to the parking lot at the back door. A business car drove over. Wen Hao and his group rushed into the car, and the rest were covering.

Everyone was killed, and Wen Hao couldn't care about anything. Their car rushed rapidly in the rain of bullets around him and rushed directly to the back door. When they arrived at the back door, the door was already open. Wen Hao and his cars were moving forward quickly. At the moment when the lights were turned on, there was a figure standing in front of them.

The resentment sickle of the god of death with one hand, as if the god of resentment appeared again. He stood there, staring at the vehicle rushing towards him, dragging the god of death with the god of death with another pounced on it. Wen Hao, who was sitting in the car, raised his hand and pointed, "Crash him to death!" He widened his eyes and shouted angrily. The vehicle rushed forward all the way forward, and the moment he collided with Ju Zilong, the resentment flashed to the side. After he bypassed his body, he drove his left and right to attack and swung his left hand towards the driving position of the vehicle. At the same time, he called down with a sickle from the top and chopped the car from the top.

After going down, the man in the driving position was split in half. The death scythe on the roof of the car was temporarily stuck, but the part that slashed into the car was just less than five centimeters in front of Wen Hao's head. It looked a little scary. At this moment, the whole car had completely lost control and rushed forward with an inertia. Judgment Zilong was also taken up by the car. He held the sickle tightly with both hands, and waited for the speed of the vehicle to rush forward to slow down. He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet suddenly, stepped on the ground, and began to drag backwards.

I saw the car "I'm here~" and "I'm here~" on it, and the God of Death Scythe opened the vehicle two holes. Because the inertia was too huge, the Risen Zilong fell to the ground, and the two God of Death Scythes also landed on one side. The car ran towards a big tree on the side and hit it. "Bang!" with a sound, the vehicle overturned.

Judgment Zilong climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the business car over there, and his face was full of hatred. Xiao Tieniu's figure appeared in his mind again. Regardless of whether Xiao Tieniu's death was done by them, it was definitely unavailable to them. Two death sickles were held on the ground, "Zi, Zi" rubbed out a fire. Four or five people in the business car opposite also crawled out, and they were more or less injured. They helped Wen Hao up and protected him in the middle. Looking at Judgment Zilong who was rushing over here, four of them escaped the dagger and rushed forward according to Judgment Zilong. The remaining one supported Wen Hao and ran away.

The resentment dragon gritted his teeth and looked at the people rushing over, with one hand and one death sickle flying all over the sky, giving people a feeling of returning from a king and dominating the world. Unexpectedly, the resentment dragon holding two death sickles was much more powerful than the resentment dragon holding one death sickle. The whole person was like the resentment god reappearing, with sickle flying with both hands, no one can defeat him, and he didn't dare to get close at all. As long as he was next to a little, he would either die or be injured!
Chapter completed!