Chapter 503 Death Cemetery The gunfire came from the entrance of the hospital.
The Buddha brother and sister took the little prince Sakya Panditsan back to Pema Yangtse Monastery. As soon as the convoy drove out of the hospital gate, it was blocked by a group of killers.
A small truck was lying across the narrow road. Behind the flower beds on both sides of the street were killers armed with live ammunition.
They were caught in an ambush. This was obviously a premeditated ambush.
There was loud gunfire, and the black jeep at the front of the motorcade was turned into a hornet's nest. The four palace guards sitting in the car were killed on the spot. These guards were ordered to escort the little prince back to the temple, and it was precisely because of them that he was killed.
Buddha and others in the car behind were lucky enough to escape. Facing the swarm of killers, Li Huo, who was in charge of driving, quickly changed gears and the car retreated along the bluestone path.
There are hundreds of these killers, each with sophisticated weapons and full of murderous intent.
Countless tongues of fire shot out together, and the bullets were like a violent storm.
In the blink of an eye, the car body was densely covered with craters, one on top of another, the windshield had already been reduced to pieces, and the front and rear tires were blown out by stray bullets. The fire crawled on the seats, and it was difficult to control the car to continue to move backwards.
, crookedly, and reluctantly backed the car back into the hospital compound.
The strong smell of gasoline arose, and Lihuo was horrified. He suddenly stepped on the brakes and parked the car under a tree.
"The fuel tank is leaking, everyone get out of the car quickly."
The Buddha and others were all experienced masters in the battlefield. When they heard the loud warning of the fierce fire, they immediately jumped out of the carriage, protected the little prince and hid in a nearby warehouse.
There was a loud "bang", the car burst into flames, and the shock wave of the explosion broke the branches and leaves of the nearby trees.
This dilapidated two-story warehouse building is located in a corner of the hospital compound. Although it allowed everyone to avoid the danger of a car explosion, it was far from the hospital building and was surrounded by killers swarming in.
The fierce exchange of fire that occurred in front of the hospital shocked everyone inside the hospital.
The agents of the National Security Bureau, as well as Thor, Viper and others quickly rushed downstairs, but faced with the enemy's powerful firepower blockade, they had to retreat into the hospital building. We were outnumbered and the situation was extremely urgent. Zhang Jianguo was filled with anxiety.
He was sweating profusely, but he could never find his little brother.
"Where is Ye Feng, where is Ye Feng, where is he?"
"I saw him upstairs just now." Wo Lid took over and sighed in confusion. "Why did he disappear when he got off the stairs?"
"Shh, don't make any noise." Viper leaned against the window and carefully looked at the situation in the yard. "He is outside."
"What?" Zhang Jianguo was shocked. "How is this possible? There are so many bullets, not even a human being can fly out."
"He didn't go out through the gate." The viper replied coldly.
"It turns out he jumped from a building. No wonder he disappeared without anyone noticing."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wo Lid's mouth, and she moved slowly against the wall to the window. As soon as she glanced out the window, she was stunned.
"He, what did he want to do? Why did he walk over in such a big way?"
Wo Lid was not boastful. Ye Feng's behavior could be called arrogant.
With a smile on his face and an elegant posture, he gradually approached the small warehouse building from behind the circle.
The gait seems calm, but in fact it contains a subtlety. It may be fast or slow, sometimes left or right. Every step is consistent with the sound of gunfire, silent and traceless in the snow; every foothold is
A natural blind spot for shooting. The enemy's troops were dispersed, coupled with the vast darkness of night, which perfectly made Ye Feng's amazing feat possible. However, success was also a failure. After all, there were hundreds of killers in this group. When Ye Feng gradually left,
If you are not close, you will inevitably expose yourself to the public.
Ye Feng's gait was still slow and leisurely, and he walked gracefully and calmly. The reason why he dared to take risks alone was because this group of killers were not the same group of killers as those who besieged Pemayance Temple, and among this group of killers,
Among them, there are two familiar figures.
"Tom, watch your back."
The killer named Tom suddenly heard the warning from his companion, and was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. When he turned around, Ye Feng had already floated behind him, and at the same time he easily avoided the warning killer's muzzle lock.
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"Friends of the Death Cemetery, I am the wind of hell, and I want to talk to you."
When traveling in the world, name is very important. In the dark world, the wind of hell is the loudest and most legendary name.
Time flies, and the world of killers is also changing. Although large and small killer organizations have replaced the previous lone killers, in the final analysis, they are all killers. When such a legendary figure suddenly walks next to him and appears vividly in front of his eyes, so
The shock it brought was naturally extraordinary.
"Oh my god." A young killer showed almost pious reverence in his eyes.
"The rumors are all true. There is really no murderous intention. Facing the wind of hell is like bathing in the soft spring breeze."
Some people admire it, but naturally some people disapprove of it, a middle-aged killer who looked like a leader sneered.
"The wind of hell, the matter in our death cemetery has nothing to do with you. You'd better leave as soon as possible to avoid getting hurt."
Ye Feng was not afraid of the middle-aged killer's threat and warning, and sneered at him.
"The Death Cemetery was originally the second largest killer organization in the Dark World. Now it not only surrenders to others, but is also willing to act as a pawn to help others do harm. Huh, you know what the Dark World thinks of you. You are simply a shame to the killer world."
These words were another punch, and even the killers who disapproved frowned.
The second most famous killer organization in the world is now being driven by others. Of course, these killers are feeling sulky in their hearts.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Brothers, let's go together and kill this bastard who is sowing discord."
The middle-aged killer's roar was loud, but few people followed his orders.
A small number of killers raised their weapons, but seeing that most of their companions looked indifferent, they couldn't help but hesitate.
"I don't even bother to sow discord." Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged killer from a distance, smiling broadly.
"But if you want to take action, I will accompany you at any time." Ye Feng took a step forward, and the smile on Ye Feng's face became stronger. "Within three steps, your blood will be splashed on the spot."
The domineering spirit is accompanied by a strong and continuous murderous aura, with a cold breath of death that makes people shudder.
The middle-aged killer involuntarily took a step back, and from the crowd on the other side, a graceful blonde woman came out.
"Don't act rashly. The authorities are confused, but bystanders know better. Listen to what he has to say first, and maybe we can get our death cemetery back on track."
As Ye Feng expected, the lovelorn female killer he met at the Hyde Park Music Festival came out to speak. But what surprised him a little was that the female killer's tone was very loud and inconsistent with her age. Could it be that
This young female killer who was just in her early twenties was not an ordinary person. Just when Ye Feng was secretly guessing, another middle-aged killer came out and stood respectfully beside the blond woman.
"Miss, you are right. What we are doing now has long deviated from the rules set by the old gang leader. We should reflect on it..."
Another old acquaintance, he was the middle-aged uncle that Ye Feng let go at the Hyde Park Music Festival.
"Thomason, it's not your turn to speak here yet."
The middle-aged killer who looked like a leader from before gave the middle-aged uncle a fierce look, then looked at the female killer and said coldly.
"Julia, don't forget, we are killers. No matter what the circumstances, we must complete the tasks assigned by our employer."
"Employer." Julia curled her lips and sneered. "Are you talking about Earl Donald? We have done so much for him in the past few months, not to mention not even a penny of remuneration, even the medical expenses are paid by brothers.
They paid for it out of their own pockets.”
Julia's words completely ignited the anger in the hearts of the killers. During this period, they were sent to perform missions around the world. Their companions who had been with them for many years suffered numerous casualties, but they did not even get a simple greeting. This was different from before.
The leadership style of Sorensen's old gang leader is simply two completely different worlds.
"What a short-sighted person. We are now Count Donald's partners. When he becomes the King of Darkness, can we forget your contribution?"
The middle-aged killer's explanation seemed feeble. Instead of easing the situation, it made the killers even angrier.
"When the old gang leader was still alive, he required us to strictly abide by the rules passed down from generation to generation in the killer world. Look at what we are doing now, there is nothing that would not be scolded."
"Last month you asked Paul and the others to go to Mexico to assassinate Killer Z, but why did you ask them to kill Killer Z's children? Paul and the others refused to accept the order and let Killer Z's family go. But then the three of them were sent by Count Donald.
He went out to perform a mission, but until now, there is no dead body, no living person, and no news. Tell me, Paul and the others were secretly eliminated by Count Donald."
"He must have been killed by them, and the old gang leader also died in an unknown manner. I guess it must have been the murder of Count Donald."
Things have developed to such an extent that it has completely exceeded Ye Feng's expectations. He originally wanted to use emotion and reason to make the Death Cemetery give up their actions, but unexpectedly it triggered an internal conflict among them. It can be seen from their angry words
It turns out that Count Donald’s so-called organizational cooperation plan is not as beautiful as he advertised. It is completely a bloody merger where the big fish eats the small fish.
"Elder Jackson, I want to ask you a question." Julia looked at the middle-aged killer, her eyes filled with angry flames.
"One week before I went on duty at the Hyde Park Music Festival, my father once mentioned an incident to me. At that time, someone secretly came to the headquarters to meet him, discuss organizational cooperation with him, and boasted that he wanted to dominate the dark world in Haikou. That person
The proposal was rejected by my father, because in his heart, the Death Cemetery was a pure killer organization, and he did not want to be enemies with other dark organizations. In the following days, Elder Jackson came to my house every day to persuade my father to agree to cooperate, but my father
I always insisted on my own opinion. Later, I followed Uncle Thomason to Hyde Park to relax, and then received the news that my father had contracted an illness and died. But why didn't you wait for me to return to the headquarters and cremate my father's body?
He was very healthy, how could he suddenly get sick and die? What happened? Did you kill my father..."
In the last paragraph, Julia almost roared. Elder Jackson shuddered and stepped back.
"This, this, has nothing to do with me. This matter has nothing to do with me at all."
Jackson wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but he forgot one thing. The hundreds of killers at the scene were all trained by the old gang leader Sorensen. He gave them a way to survive in this world.
They went down and were able to support their family. But the person they regarded as their mentor died in an unknown manner, without even a chance to see him for the last time.
Anger spread silently.
The killers surrounded Jackson, with hundreds of guns pointed at him coldly.
"Tell me quickly, how did the old gang leader die?"
"Tell me, or I'll kill you if you don't."
"I, I, I..." Jackson turned pale with fear and was sweating profusely. "Yes, yes, Donald..."
Bang, a gunshot pierced the night sky.
A dazzling red dot appeared in the middle of Jackson's eyebrows, blood spattered everywhere, and Jackson fell to the ground.