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Chapter 493: Lei Feng of Russia

Accompanied by Gerasim's terrified scream, this time, the driver named Alexei did not have such good skills. Although the driver hit the steering wheel at the critical moment and the anti-tank rocket did not hit the car, the powerful anti-tank missile

The aftermath of the rocket was enough to threaten the black car. The black car seemed to be picked up from the chassis by a giant. It rolled several times and fell to the side of the road. The two wheels on the right were resting on the horse and the two wheels on the left were under the roadbed.

Cheers erupted from the Humvee behind. Soon, five Russians got out of the Humvee. Good guys, all of them had submachine guns in their hands, and two of them had high-explosive grenades hanging on their bodies. They were all wearing full armor.

Armed.

As the five people approached the black car, they let the submachine guns in their hands rage wildly. The gun barrels continued to shoot out tongues of flame, making the black car burst into flames. This also allowed Shi Zhong to see the rigor of the Germans and their excellent skills.

The five submachine guns fired until they ran out of bullets, but failed to penetrate the black car.

The leader snorted angrily and looked inside. The driver had long been dead, but Gerasim and Alessandro were only injured, so he gestured to the people inside to drive, otherwise the high-explosive grenade in his hand would not work.

You're welcome.

Gerasim and Alessandro looked at each other and bit their lips. It seemed that they were prepared to rely on the excellent performance of this bulletproof vehicle to never come out.

"Boss, what are you talking about with them? As long as we kill them, we will get 10 million U.S. dollars. No matter whether they live or die, our brothers will be free and easy in the United States. How refreshing!" A Russian said impatiently, mentioning 10 million U.S. dollars.

When they arrived, the other three people's eyes glowed green. It was the first time they were able to get involved with such a large sum of money.

A sinister flash flashed in the eyes of the leading Russian man, and he shouted: "Shut up, what do you know?" He was the only one present who knew who was being attacked today. If he hadn't received any work in the past year, he wouldn't have done it either.

Maybe take the risk and take this order.

Not even the first layer of steel plate was penetrated, which shows the quality of this car. Even high-explosive grenades may not be able to break it, and the police will be there soon. After thinking for a while, the leading Russian man said: "You two will

Remove the auxiliary fuel tank from the car!"

Soon, the two men removed the Hummer's auxiliary fuel tank. Under the command of the leading Russian man, they poured gasoline on the car. Several Russians said excitedly: "Aha, boss, you are so talented. Two high-explosive missiles...

With grenades and so much gasoline, it will definitely be spectacular when the time comes!"

The leading Russian man said nothing, but ordered his men to move faster.

In the car, Gerasim, who was originally grateful that he was favored by the goddess of luck, suddenly turned pale. He believed in the German technology, but at the same time he also believed in the killing skills of this group. He looked at Alessandro and concluded:

Stuttering: "Boss, Yevgeny is really a hateful old guy."

What Alessandro was thinking about was who would take over the power vacuum left in his administrative region after his death, Boris! Alessandro thought of this old man who seemed to have no desires and desires, and who usually seemed to care about everyone.

Everyone is very friendly, and he carries out his orders meticulously, but now that he thinks about it carefully, after his death, he has the best hope of taking over his position. This old guy actually hides it so deeply. It's a pity that he knows so much.

It's too late.

"Head, there is an Easterner over there watching, do you want to go over there?" A Russian pointed at the location of the stone clock, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

The leading Russian man glanced at the stone clock two hundred meters away and nodded: "Hurry up, we have to leave here quickly, otherwise it will be too late!" The most important local administrative head in the Far East was attacked and killed. This will

How could he not know how much of a sensation it caused? Although he didn't know who hired him, he knew with his head that it must be a Russian politician, just dog eat dog!

Shi Zhong saw a Russian man walking toward him with a grin on his face. He was slightly startled. He then thought that he was so arrogant that he forgot to hide. Wasn't he telling others openly: I saw your murderous act, hurry up.

Click to kill me and silence me!

I touched my nose and realized that maybe I didn't take these people seriously in my subconscious mind, so I swaggered unscrupulously.

The Russian had already raised the submachine gun in his hand, and the dark barrel had been pointed at Shi Zhong, but he did not fire. He liked to shoot people into sieves at close range and watch others with painful expressions. This

It was more refreshing than conquering a woman. With a grin, the Russian walked to the stone clock less than ten meters and said: "Poor lamb, may God bless you to be a woman in your next life. At least I will let you experience it before you are killed by me."

The pleasure of being a real woman for once!”

As he spoke, he raised his submachine gun and fired a round, bursting into wanton laughter. However, as soon as the laughter started, it stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled his neck. Unbelievable fear flashed in his eyes. What about people?

, where is the person in front of me? He fired a single shot, only turning the cement road in the distance into a hornet's nest, and the Oriental man disappeared.

"I think you must be looking for me!"

Suddenly, an incomprehensible language sounded behind him. The Russian felt like a light on his back. At that moment, his body broke out in a cold sweat. Without thinking, he turned around and fired with a submachine gun. However, there was also no one.

.

"Damn Vasily, you don't want to live anymore. If you don't want to live, I won't mind giving you a bullet!" The Russian bullets splashed at the soles of his accomplices' feet, causing them to curse angrily, "Take care of that kid, then...

Come back quickly, we are leaving!"

They had prepared everything. They just threw down two high-explosive grenades before leaving, and then enjoyed the moment of explosions and raging flames on the Hummer that sped away. For people like them who often walk on the edge of death,

For people, it is really a great enjoyment.

Vasily's Russian only felt that he had seen a ghost. Living people in broad daylight would disappear from his eyes. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt. His mind was in a blur. He picked up the submachine gun and shot indiscriminately. This was really scary.

When his accomplices arrived, they all cursed: "Damn it, are you crazy? Or is your wife cuckolding you?"

"No, there's something wrong!" The face of the leading Russian man suddenly changed. There was no body of the Oriental man on the ground. Thinking about Vasily's situation, he guessed that the problem lay with the Oriental man.

Sure enough, as soon as the leading Russian man finished speaking, Vasily's submachine gun stopped firing, a column of blood spattered from his throat, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, eyes wide open.

"Damn it, does anyone dare to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?" The Russians cursed one after another, carefully watching their surroundings and using black cars as a defense.

"What are you afraid of? If he dares to show up, I will send him to see God with a bullet!" Another Russian said disdainfully. They are well-equipped and will not be afraid even if the police come.

"That Oriental man is a little weird. He was unarmed. And did you see how Vasily died?" The leading Russian man's eyes scanned the four directions tightly, his eyes burning like a torch.

The other three Russians who were originally a little disdainful couldn't help but froze. Yes, they saw Vasily when he went crazy. Suddenly, a column of blood spurted out of his throat. The way of death was a bit strange!

"Is it a black shaman?" A Russian asked uncertainly. This guy's mother is from Western Siberia and is a devout shamanist believer. He believes that shamans can control people's souls. Black shamans are different from white shamans.

, the black shaman takes pleasure in stealing people’s souls.

"Damn it, I believe what your eighty-year-old mother says, but she often says she wants you to get a wife and have children, and I don't see you obeying her words!" another Russian cursed.

"I was just joking!" the Russian muttered.

"My throat is a little itchy!" Before he finished speaking, a column of blood shot out from his throat. Just like that Vasily, he was holding his throat and gasping for air, his eyes almost bulging out, and the expression on his face was extremely ferocious, dead.

The situation is extremely miserable.

Another person died silently, which was a huge psychological blow to the remaining three Russians. The way of death was really weird. Even the leading Russian man couldn't help changing his color and clenching his hands involuntarily.

With high-explosive grenades in hand, the worst possible outcome would be to kill both of them.

"Ah" the Russian who said the black shaman seemed to have a mental breakdown. He dropped his submachine gun and ran away madly, pretending to be crazy, dancing and scratching.

"Hehe, the feeling is quite keen, I just created a little illusion for him!" On the high tree, a war flag floated, Onimaru said a little innocently.

"That man will become an idiot from now on!" Shi Zhongdao said. In this case, he did not continue to embarrass the Russian. The reason why he killed him was because Vasily wanted to kill him, and Onimaru said these people

There is a strong blood-evil aura on his body, and I don’t know how many lives have been contaminated on my hands. Third, be like Lei Feng yourself, otherwise the people in the black car will never survive.

"Who are you? I, Lev, have not offended you. You go your way, and I'll walk mine. Otherwise, don't blame me, Lev, for having bullets that have no eyes!" The leading Russian man stood up and roared angrily, covered in embarrassment.

He was angry, and at the same time he fired his submachine gun into the sky, holding a high-explosive grenade tightly in his left hand, ready to detonate at any time.

"This man's blood-evil aura is even stronger. Even the young general would not dare to approach his body at will, otherwise the blood-evil aura on his body will be washed away!" Onimaru said.

Shi Zhong nodded, then there is no need to keep this person! With a "Teng" sound, a thin white flame with a thick wick sprang out from his index finger. Seeing this, Onimaru on the side quickly left far away and looked at the white flame.

There is fear in his eyes. The immortal's magical power is really mysterious and unpredictable. He can also control this kind of strange fire. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward and support.

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