Shi Zhong ran over and saw two Chinese people lying on the other side of the sand pile. One was already very angry, with less air coming in and more air coming out. The other's thighs and trousers were soaked with blood, and he was lying on the ground helplessly.
Shi Zhong can’t even sit up.1(1)
"Are you okay?" Shi Zhong asked. The gunman still looked arrogant in the afternoon, but now he looks dead. However, it seems that he has also remembered his attitude in the afternoon. Now he is risking his life to come to save him.
Sorry, he coughed and said: "The hunter is seriously injured and needs treatment urgently!".
Shi Zhong walked over quickly, and sure enough, there was such a terrifying depression in his chest. He gave the hunter a ray of spiritual energy to hang his life, and then poured a ray of spiritual energy into the gunman, saying: "You wait here, I'll go
Get rid of that little Japan!"
After saying this, he ran directly to the battlefield without waiting for the gunman's reply, because he saw that the bald head seemed to be unable to hold on, and there were three wounds on his legs, all of which were cut by the dagger in Natsume Yoshiro's hand.
"Little Japan, if you have the guts, please report your name. I won't kill unknown people!" Shi Zhong shouted, causing Natsume Yoshiro's movements to freeze. The bald man took the opportunity to jump out of the battle circle and returned to Shi Zhong, saying
: "Boss, the situation is not good. This little Japanese has extremely high fighting skills, and I am injured. Otherwise, I can compete with him. Should we withdraw?"
Shi Zhong shook his head: "No, if nothing else, just because these two people are fighting for the interests of China, I can't just ignore them. And do you think this little Japan will let us go?"
The bald head thought for a moment, seemed to have made great determination, and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, boss, I will resist him. You take those two away quickly. My mother's urn is buried in the sand over there.
I hope you can take her away when you turn around!" After saying that, he went over to fight for Natsume Yoshiro.
Shi Zhong quickly stopped the bald man, his heart moved slightly, and said: "Go and look at those two people. Leave this little Japan to me!"
"You?" the bald head asked in surprise. Looking at the boss's frivolous behavior, he knew that he was not a martial arts practitioner. How could he resist.
Shi Zhong blinked: "Don't worry, I'm not great enough to sacrifice myself! Okay, take them two away so they don't distract me!"
Seeing that there was no doubt on Shi Zhong's face, the bald head had no choice but to walk to the gunman. With the help of spiritual energy, the gunman was able to stand up and pick up his beloved rifle. The bald head carefully helped the hunter and left with the gunman.
How could Natsume Yoshiro let the fat go away? He dropped the stone bell and chased after the gunman. The dagger in his hand was raised high, as if he was about to shoot at the gunman.*1*1*
How could Shi Zhong give him a chance? The spell he had already prepared was activated immediately. Suddenly, a water arrow condensed out of thin air and was shot out like a bow with great power. It went straight to Natsume Yoshiro's heart.
The speed of this water arrow is extremely fast, but Natsume Yoshiro is a special warfare personnel who has been trained for many years. Hearing the whistling sound in his ears, his face changed drastically. He didn't even look behind him and just lay down on his stomach. The water arrow was shot into the air.
Submerged in the night in the distance. However, a "bang" sound could still be heard in the distance, and it seemed vaguely that a big hole at the mouth of a bowl was being blown out of the sand.
Natsume Yoshiro immediately stood up and looked at Shi Zhong warily. This vain Chinese turned out to be a hidden master. There was a serious look on his face: "I have underestimated you. In this case, I will kill you first."
Say it again!" He gestured with the dagger in his hand, about to attack Shi Zhong.
Suddenly, Natsume Yoshiro had just finished his offensive stance, but his expression changed again and again, as if he had seen a ghost. He dropped the stone clock and turned around, running quickly in the opposite direction, and soon disappeared into the night.
Shi Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. Although he despised the Japanese strategically, the Japanese just put a lot of pressure on him. Even water arrows are indeed powerful, but they are useless if they can't hit them. Masters like Natsume Yoshiro,
The senses of the five senses are extremely sensitive, so I guess I would have to make a secret move to be able to succeed.
Shi Zhong was thinking about it when he suddenly raised his head because he felt a feeling of being watched. Sure enough, there was a man standing not far away ten meters away. He was an Indian wearing a white undershirt. He was none other than Da Zi Zaitian.
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Shi Zhong was shocked. He had seen the murderous god with his own eyes last time, and his speed almost exceeded the limit of human beings.
Da Zi Zaitian glanced at Shi Zhong, then turned around and ran away. The direction was clearly the direction Natsume Yoshiro fled. Shi Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. On the surface, this man looked as calm as a clear water, but inside he was hiding a violent ferocity.
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"What's going on in San Francisco recently? Even the government has sent agents here. It seems there is a secret!" Thinking like this, Shi Zhong waved his hand, and a huge black shadow flew out, but it was the giant bat.
Flesh wings more than one meter long hovered at low altitude.
"Help me keep an eye on the first person who ran away!" Shi Zhong ordered, and the black bat flapped its wings and flew away, chasing after him.
Shi Zhong dug out the pottery pot containing Bald's mother's ashes and turned around to chase Bald.
Baldhead didn't go far at all. He recovered from his two injuries and moved forward slowly.
"Without a car, we can't go far at all. You have also learned the fighting skills of Natsume Yoshiro. Shi Zhong is no match for him. You just wasted his life by leaving him there!" the gunman said weakly.
The bald head glared angrily: "It's not for you two. Stop talking nonsense, save your energy and walk faster. Why are you holding your broken gun if you can't save your life?"
"If you are with a gun, you will be killed with a gun!" the gunman said in an extremely firm tone.
"What a bunch of weird guys!" the bald man muttered.
"You seem to be walking a little slowly!" A voice sounded from behind.
"Boss?" Baldhead said in surprise.
"You're not dead?" the gunman asked in shock.
Damn it, I saved you and you still cursed me to die early. What an inhumane guy!
Shi Zhong handed the pottery pot back to the bald head, touched his nose, and said without shame: "I'm lucky to have survived. A man came over in the middle and disrupted the shocking battle between me and that little Japanese!"
"Who?" the gunman asked urgently. Natsume Yoshiro's strength is considered to be the top master in the Japanese fighting world. Even with the strength of a hunter, he was defeated by Natsume Yoshiro. Who can mess up his situation?
"I don't know, an Indian walks around in white death clothes all day long!" Shi Zhong shrugged.
"God?" the gunman said in shock.
"What god?" Shi Zhong asked. He had long wanted to know the identity of the Indian.
"The God of Destruction who claims to be one of the three main gods of India, Mahavatar, is really named Rahman!" the gunman said word by word, as if saying such a name has great magic power.
"Great Self-Heaven?" Shi Zhong almost laughed. There are people in this world who dare to call themselves gods. Only when they own two giants, a dragon, a turtle, a dragon and a snake, can they dare to call themselves the gods of the sea. That is also very low-key. I didn't expect that there are people in India.
He's such an awesome guy, but last time I saw that guy was extremely powerful in combat, I guess that little Japanese guy is in danger.
"Don't underestimate him. In the eyes of ordinary people, his ability is that of a god, an omnipotent god!" The gunman looked respectful, but he was secretly shocked in his heart: He didn't expect that even the main god of the Kingdom of God would be attracted.
, and now the hunter's life or death is unknown. It seems that this mission has completely failed. This is the third failure since the establishment of the fifth unit.
"What are you grabbing? Why do so many countries attach so much importance to it? It must be a very important thing!" Shi Zhong asked.
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"Okay, I won't ask, it's none of my business. I will return to China after tomorrow. Then I will be free and easy in the country. I don't care what he does. If he comes to mess with me, I will shoot him!" Shi Zhongdao
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"Are you going back to China tomorrow?" the gunman asked urgently, "Now the hunter is in urgent need of medical treatment, and I am seriously injured again..."
"You don't know how to call the ambulance yourself!" Shi Zhong interrupted, still resenting the gunman's arrogant attitude this afternoon.
"We can't show up at the hospital, otherwise the CIA will take us away in less than ten minutes. By then, I would rather die!" the gunman said.
Seeing the solemn look on the gunman's face, Shi Zhong knew that he was not lying, and said helplessly: "What should I do? I'm not a doctor, so I can't come and perform surgery on you?" It's not that he is unwilling to spend so much spiritual energy, but that he can't treat the bald head.
Fortunately, you said that a person who was almost seriously injured was jumping around lively a minute later, and the country found out, so he was not used as a guinea pig. Besides, he had transferred a ray of spiritual energy to both of them, and it would be a while.
My son can't die either.
The gunman gritted his teeth and said: "I apologize for what happened at noon! In this way, you hijack a clinic, perform an operation on the hunter, and then move immediately!"
"What? Hijacking a clinic? Are you trying to kill me?" Shi Zhong was shocked, and immediately waved his hand, "Let me think about it!" He was thinking that since Falati had such a wide range of connections, he should have some connections, and a black clinic couldn't be better.
"Boss, why don't you find that old man from Harrison?" the bald head prompted.
"Ah, yes, why did I forget about him? He should be able to help. This kind of thing is a piece of cake for local snakes!" Shi Zhong realized.
"Who is Harrison? Is he reliable?" the gunman asked doubtfully.
"No problem!" Shi Zhong said, and immediately took out his mobile phone. The business card Harrison gave him was thrown into the space ring. Fortunately, he didn't lose it. He dialed. Harrison was very enthusiastic. Shi Zhong said that he had met something.
Trouble, I hope he can send a few people over to help. Harrison enthusiastically agreed and asked for the address.
Twenty minutes later, a convoy of vehicles stopped on the road next to it with the lights on. Harrison got out of the car, and a dozen big men got out of the other cars, all with firearms in their hands, and several of them had submachine guns.
Shi Zhong was taken aback, what did Harrison want to do?
Walking over, the gunman looked surprised, but at the same time he hid his vigilance: "Who is this person?"
"San Francisco underworld giant!" Shi Zhong finished speaking, with a smile on his face, "Allaah is supreme, Mr. Harrison, I'm really sorry for disturbing you late at night!"
Harrison came over and said: "Allah is supreme, my Lord will bless you. Shi, if you encounter any trouble, tell me and I will help you. We are friends!"
"Yes, we are friends!" Shi Zhong smiled brightly. (To be continued...)