Leng Yiran lowered his eyes silently, "Mi Zun, go get some gasoline."

"boss……"

"Go quickly."

"yes."

Mi Zun immediately ran to the cars that were not destroyed by the bombing and got all the remaining gasoline.

Leng Yiran spread gasoline on a pile of dead grass in front of them and ignited it. Due to the dry weather, the fire was so strong that all the dead grass around them burned, forming a barrier.

Finally, all American troops rushed forward.

Facing the fire in front of them, they stopped and screamed and wandered around, not daring to rush in. But everyone knew in their hearts that this was only temporary, because there were figures like Leng Yiran and Yan Shengjie here.

It is very likely that they have received orders from above to arrest people, so they have not yet launched an intensive attack. However, if they delay any longer, even if they do not attack, these people will be devoured by the fire...

The fire was burning brightly, turning everyone's cheeks red. Yan Shengjie blocked Zhixing behind him. Although he was scarred and exhausted at the moment, his natural and unruly domineering spirit was intact. Zhixing clenched his hands.

With the dagger inside, standing behind this man, all the uneasiness and fear in my heart were abandoned.

It is a blessing to live and die with him.

Zhuihun kept holding Mu Xin's hand, but Mu Xin suddenly let go, quickly untied the necklace around his neck, took off the ring, put it through the necklace before putting it back on.

Zhuihun stared at her affectionately, "Why do you want to take it off?"

Mu Xintian smiled, "I'm afraid the bomb will blow off my hand and lose it. It's safer to hang it around my neck."

Zhuihun Suer hugged her tightly, "I won't let the bomb hit you! Even if it blows up, it will be with us."

Mu Xin lay on his chest, smiling, looking at the threat that was getting closer and closer to them, "In this case, when our bodies are found, they will know that we are a couple and they will bury us together..."

"Yeah!" Zhuihun bit her and hugged her tighter.

Until now, Qing has no intention of participating in this war. He will not forget that he belongs to the US Navy.

However, he cannot still wear the uniform of a lieutenant commander at this time, as it will remind him of his responsibilities.

Just as he was about to take off his uniform, Leng Yiran held down his hand, "These clothes are still useful." He cast his eyes on Zhi Xing, then softened, "As long as you are still a rear admiral, they will

Nothing will be done to you. You can just...take her out with you."

Qing narrowed his eyes and slowly lowered his hand to unbutton the button.

Being able to lead the mafia to rise rapidly into a world-class gangster, he recognized Leng Yiran's talent. If he hadn't always been in love with a woman who no longer belonged to him, his footsteps would never have stopped there.

Knowing that he agreed, Leng Yiran smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

That was the only time Qing felt sincerity after being in contact with him for so long.

Leng Yiran turned around and said calmly to his men, "I am very grateful to be able to come here with you all."

Everyone looked at him with emotion, "Boss..."

He took a deep breath and stared at the American troops on the other side of the fire who were preparing to attack. "Now, let us fight side by side for the last time."

After saying that, he rushed into the fire first and pounced on the American troops who had formed a human wall. Mi Zun followed closely behind without saying a word, and all the mafia people shouted and rushed in.

Yan Shengjie looked back, curled his lips and smiled, charming and charming, "Brothers, we can't let them steal the limelight!"

Ah Xian laughed loudly, "How can that be done? Master Jie, let me take the lead!" He shouldered the submachine gun that had long been out of bullets, "Come on, you bastards!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, giggling with each other just like every time they acted. Yan Shengjie tightened the bandage on his wrist and glanced sideways at Zhuihun, "Hun, the old rule is, whoever solves the least problem will be treated to a meal."

Zhuihun raised his eyebrows provocatively, "No problem."

Mu Xin grabbed the knife in her hand and said, "Zhi Xing, let's compete in speed!"

Zhixing raised his head, "Afraid of you?"

Four people rushed into the fire and rushed directly towards the American troops who were temporarily in disarray.

Without bullets, they fought with bare hands, grabbed weapons, and fired a burst of fire when they pulled the trigger. They put aside their grudges and leaned together in a tacit understanding. Most of these people were from the underworld and had rich melee combat skills. They could kill three or four in one go.

Never a problem.

However, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot defeat groups of enemies at the same time.

Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and Ah Xian stumbled, and his left leg suddenly fell to the ground. He was shot in the calf, which made his face turn pale with pain.

"Ah Xian!" Zhuihun who was closest to him kicked the soldier who fired the gun in the chest, took the gun and shot him in the head. Then he ran over and immediately helped him up, "How about it?

"

"It's okay!" Ah Xian gritted his teeth, "Damn it, if you make Grandpa leave a drop of blood, Grandpa will make you pay back a pound!"

He dragged his left leg that was shot, took aim with the gun, and almost killed him with every shot.

There were too many enemies around, and it seemed like they would never be able to kill them all. Zhixing's movements were very fast. When he was on an uninhabited island, he learned to kill people. The killings carried out in order to survive are often more explosive and lethal.

Mu Xin came from a mafia family. Although her family was in decline and they all switched to business, she had a particularly good foundation in martial arts. The corpses at her feet and Zhi Xing's feet were piled up. In the eyes of the US military, these two women covered in blood were

, actually more terrifying than Medusa.

Killing people is easy for Yan Shengjie. He is like a dragon in the water. No matter how chaotic the situation is, he seems to be able to do it with ease, but his attacks are the fastest. Compared with him, Leng Yiran is completely useless.

He is usually a gentleman, ruthless and cruel.

The US military suffered many casualties. Seeing the situation, they immediately launched an artillery offensive, hoping to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Boom boom" several loud noises exploded around everyone.

Yan Shengjie reacted quickly and immediately threw Zhi Xing down and pinned her down. However, the shrapnel still scratched Zhi Xing's forehead, creating a three-centimeter bloody opening. The blood immediately dripped down and covered her eyes and ears.

There was a buzzing sound, and the surroundings soon turned into a blood-red world...

Seeing her injury, Leng Yiyu, who was not far away from her, felt distressed.

"Boss! Be careful!" Mi Zun suddenly ran over, knocked Leng Yishen away, and hit him with more than a dozen bullets in a row.

"Damn it!" Leng Yiran punched the shooter and hit him hard on the temple.

Mi Zun was kneeling on the ground, spitting out blood from his mouth. Leng Yiran rushed over and pulled him behind the pile of corpses. Seeing the bullet holes all over his body, he gritted his teeth but could not say a word.

Mi Zun coughed up a large mouthful of blood, raised his blue eyes, looked at him, and smiled with difficulty, "Boss... you can give up everything for her... I can give up everything for boss..."

Including, his life.

Those blue eyes were lifeless.

Leng Yiran has never been able to say a single word...

He suddenly grabbed the gun, with a ferocious expression like a hellish Rakshasa, and rushed towards the place where the fire was the strongest. All he could do was take revenge. If there was no chance, then he could retaliate as much as he could now!

People around him fell one after another. The most famous mafia member was shot several times in a row, but still refused to fall. He pulled out a grenade left for himself from his waist, shouted and used

Use your last strength to run towards the US military.

There was a "bang" and dust flew...

The U.S. military's encirclement was slowly shrinking in size, and the fire became more and more fierce, almost burning the entire mountain. The corpses on the ground were bleeding like rivers. The only dozen or so people left were all stained with paint on their faces and bodies.

The mud was mixed with blood and water, as if they had just crawled out of a pile of dead people. They could no longer remember how many people they had killed. They only knew that if they stopped, they would only die.

Zhi Xing's physical strength was severely exhausted, and he began to pant laboriously. He swung at the opponent's arm, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Yan Shengjie always protected her and blocked most of the dangers for her. Not only Zhi Xing,

Mu Xin and A Xian were also shaking unsteadily, especially A Xian, who was almost unable to stand due to excessive blood loss.

In front of the air-raid shelter, I watched all this with my fists clenched tightly.

"Qing!" Leng Yiran shouted, breathing heavily in his chest. He looked at Qing, and then glanced at Zhixing, "Take her away. If you don't leave... there will be no chance..."

Qing gritted his teeth, ran to Zhixing, pulled her up and said, "Follow me."

Knowing that he wanted to save himself, Zhixing smiled and shook his head, "You can't leave your comrades behind, and I am the same as you."

Her words made Qing slowly let go of his hand.

Suddenly, he chuckled and began to take off his uniform. He unbuttoned his wrists and rolled up his sleeves slowly. He took out his pistol and stood in front of everyone, "Don't mind going down there.

When the time comes, have some company."

Zhi Xing smiled, but his voice was hoarse and choked, "Qing, it was me who caused you trouble."

Qing didn't say anything, he just smiled and turned back to look at her.

Zhuihun walked to him unsteadily, "If you want to block the bullet, it won't be your turn..."

Before he could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious by a punch and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Mu Xin was also knocked unconscious by Zhi Xing.

Zhi Xing sat on the ground, took off his body armor, put it on her body, and said with a smile, "Mu Xin, you will put on the wedding dress, you will definitely be the most beautiful bride."

Qing looked at Yan Shengjie standing behind him, "When he wakes up, he will blame you."

Yan Shengjie lowered his eyes and smiled, "This is not their responsibility in the first place." When he looked at A Xian, he shook his head firmly, "Master Jie, let me accompany you to the end."

Yan Shengjie gritted his teeth and nodded with a smile, "Ah Xian, I really don't know what to do without you."

Ah Xian laughed happily, showing two rows of white teeth, and put his gun on the ground to support himself and prevent himself from falling.

Yan Shengjie turned his head again and looked at Leng Yiyan, "I will write down some accounts that I haven't settled clearly."
To be continued...