Song Xiangrong shot at a van at the intersection, which made the other party dare not show up. When Yun Xing arrived, he was changing bullets. He looked up at Yun Xing and continued to shoot at the other party.

Yun Xing looked at the two cars opposite: "What's the situation?"

"It should be the reinforcements called by the other party!" he replied with a gun.

Yun Xing didn't say anything, walked to the rear of the car and opened the trunk, took out two grenades from inside, and walked towards the two cars with his hands in his arms.

"Damn, what kind of monster is this!" A middle-aged man in bright clothes looked at Yun Xing in horror.

It was not far away, so Yun Xing quickly came to the front of the two cars, glanced at the person inside with a cold look, and put his hands behind him at the same time.

The people in the car looked at her in a daze, and forgot to shoot for a moment. Just as everyone was stunned, she smiled and threw the grenade into the bottom of the car.

After she smiled, she turned her head and ran away, and Song Xiangrong immediately lay down.

"Coax", two loud noises, two cars rose from the ground, and screamed in despair.

For many people, it is a peaceful night. It may be raining in the south. The raindrops whisper in the quiet night. They talk too much and forget to control their speed when landing. So they hit the road, leaves, and windows. These sounds are combined into a beautiful "Night Song". It may be snowing in the north. White elves fall into the streets and alleys of the city with the cold wind, and take advantage of the people's sleep to wrap around the world.

But for the people in northern Myanmar, the night was not calm. The guns and cannons never stopped. From time to time, you can see the rising flames, and occasionally you can hear shouts and screams.

"Where is your boss?" Wu Dao looked at the young man in front of him coldly.

"I don't know!" The young man lowered his eyes.

"Then have you ever hit people here?" Wu Dao asked again.

He glanced at the people standing behind Wu Dao and shook his head: "No!"

"He had, and once he beat a boy to death with a few people!"

Zhang Qi looked at the person who was talking: "Who else? Point it out!"

"he!"

"And him!"

"that!"

A group of people pointed at the people standing in a row, but in the end, there was no good person in the more than ten people standing in a row.

Yun Xing pointed to the swords, guns and sticks on the ground: "Pick it up, and give it to them twice as much!"

A young man walked out of the crowd, his two fingers were cut off by the person opposite, and he picked up a machete and stared at the person opposite him angrily.

Another young man walked out. His legs were broken because of his escape. Now he was limping around and he picked up an iron rod.

A girl walked out, her good friend was humiliated by the person opposite her until she died, and her body was thrown into the wilderness. She could hear her good friend's miserable screams at all times, so she picked up a knife.

More and more people came out, and they began to snatch weapons, fearing that they could not snatch them.

"Go and take revenge!" Wu Dao kicked the young man in front of him down.

"Ah!" The daughter raised the kitchen knife and rushed forward, and the others rushed forward, drowned more than a dozen people in the blink of an eye. Beats and scolds and screams suddenly sounded in the hall.

The humiliation and anger that was pressed into the heart were vented at this moment, and the weapons in their hands kept greeting the enemy.

The screams gradually disappeared, and more than a dozen people turned into bloody corpses.

The beating and scolding stopped, and everyone turned around and looked at Wu Dao and the other two, put down the weapons in their hands and bowed to them.

"Thanks!"

"Thank you for saving us!"

"Thank you for taking my revenge!"

......

Zhang Qi took a deep breath and looked at everyone: "Let's go, we'll take you home!"

"Ah-" Suddenly a girl burst into tears, and the crying sounded like a fuse. More and more people wet their eyes, and the crying sounds became louder and louder.

Four buses were driving in the wilderness, with people full of people and no one slept. Even if they left the city, these people did not relax their vigilance.

The sky was bright, and the sun poked its head out of the horizon and poured a warm light. The bus drove into the border and finally stopped in front of the border post. The soldiers in the post were aiming at the bus with guns.

Wu Dao got out of the car and saluted the soldiers: "The rescued Chinese citizens need to enter!"

One of the soldiers asked, "What are you doing?"

"The four cars are all Chinese citizens who have been deceived. Now they have been rescued. We are here to give them away!" Wu Dao turned his head and looked at the bus and replied, hesitating and said, "My identity is quite special, I can't say it explicitly!"

"Come here yourself!" said the warrior.

"Okay!" Wu Dao raised his hands and walked over.

He handed his ID card and the document he made when he left the country to the warrior: "This is my ID card and ID certificate."

The soldier took his ID card and looked at it and opened the certificate. After reading it, he said, "I have to check it out, and I have to report it."

Wu Dao nodded: "Please hurry up, we rescued these people through extraordinary means!"

"Okay!" The soldier glanced at the bus and turned around and ran into the outpost. After a few minutes, he walked out of it and returned the ID card and documents to Wu Dao: "Let me come here first!"

Wu Dao took it and waved to the bus. The people inside got off the bus and ran to the outpost immediately.

Yun Xing, Zhang Qi and Song Xiangrong helped maintain order together.

Wu Dao's eyes swept across everyone's faces: "I know there are people who are wanted here, so don't think of escaping. I can rescue you and catch you back. If anyone dares to escape, I will break his leg."

Some people immediately lowered their heads when they met his gaze.

The sun gradually rose, and more and more soldiers and police arrived here. Several leaders rushed here and set up tents at the outpost as a temporary office to check the identity of everyone.

"Leader, we will give you these people. We still have a task, so we have to rush back as soon as possible!" Wu Dao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Thank you for saving so many people!" The man looked at the four people with a smile.

"No need to thank you, this is what we should do!" Zhang Qi replied.

"Leader, because there is still a task to be executed, our identity must be kept confidential!" Wu Dao solemnly reminded.

"Okay, I promise that no one here will tell you your identity!" The leader made a serious assurance.

"Then I'll leave, goodbye!" Wu Dao saluted to the leader, and Yun Xing and the other two also saluted.

The leader returned the gift: "Take care, be sure to come back alive!"

"Yes!" Wu Dao saluted again, put down his hand and turned around and crossed the border toward the bus.

Zhang Qi followed him immediately: "Do you still dare to say that you have never been to northern Myanmar?"

He smiled without saying a word.

"De, if you haven't been to the ghost, you won't believe it. You haven't encountered patrols or posts along the way. Don't tell me that you're lucky." Zhang Qi glared at him.

"Tell me quickly, when did you come?" Yun Xing walked on the other side of him and asked.
Chapter completed!