Ling Jie looked out the window and found that many gunmen were slowly approaching the building where he was under the cover of the dim night. Perhaps, they were sure that Ling Jie would not call for help, so they decided to attack. Ling Jie
He turned around and looked at Feng Mang, with a cruel smile on his lips, and said: "Kill out, this is our only way out."
Feng Mang nodded when he heard the words, his eyes burst out with sharp light, and said: "I haven't killed anyone in a few months, let's kill today."
Ling Jie tightly grasped the dragon-slaying knife and slowly walked to the door of the office, then stood aside, nodded to Feng Mang, and opened the door of the office casually. Several gunmen at the door did not understand where they were.
What had happened was already killed by Feng Mang's sword, but at that moment, no less than dozens of gunshots rang out one after another. Ling Jie had no choice but to close the office door in a hurry.
"What should I do?" Feng Mang also knew that it was almost impossible to escape. There were at least fifty guns aimed at the door of the office.
Ling Jie looked out the window, thought for a while, then turned to look at Feng Mang and said, "If you jump from here, are you sure you won't get hurt? Moreover, you have to jump over the street and land on the roof of the bungalow over there."
Feng Mang estimated that he was on the fifth floor. The bungalow was originally one floor high, so the distance from where he jumped to where he landed was about eight meters. According to this height, when he dropped to the first floor,
At that time, he should be able to fall on the roof across the street, so he said: "It's okay to fall on the roof across the street, but it's hard to say whether he will live or die."
"We won't die. The roof on the first floor is made of cotton tiles. After the roof falls, the cotton tiles will have a certain buffering effect. After the cotton tiles are smashed, we will fall directly to the ground on the first floor." Ling
Jie thought for a moment and continued: "This is our only chance to escape from this hotel. Remember, after falling to the ground, jump to the roof immediately and let's jump together."
After Ling Jie finished speaking, he grabbed a chair in front of him. After opening the window, he took a deep breath and jumped out of the window. Feng Mang also followed Ling Jie's example and followed Ling Jie almost at the same time.
Jumped from behind.
Because those people in Beijing did not expect that Ling Jie and the others would dare to jump directly from the fifth floor, so when Ling Jie and the others fell into the air, they discovered that Ling Jie and the others had indeed jumped down. After they woke up, they hurriedly
Pulling the trigger in his hand, unfortunately, Ling Jie and Feng Mang had already fallen into the bungalow across the street.
When those Beijingers saw that Ling Jie and Feng Mang had gone to someone else's house, they hurriedly surrounded the store. After Ling Jie and Feng Mang fell to the ground, they immediately jumped up to the roof. Ling Jie guessed that those Beijingers
He must have thought that he was still in the bungalow, so he waved to Fengmang, and the two of them started running as fast as they could.
Ling Jie's estimation was correct. Those Beijingers did think that Ling Jie and Feng Mang were trapped in the room. But when Ling Jie and Feng Mang were running around on the roof and were seen by the people above the massage parlor, those Beijingers immediately woke up.
When they came over, they all started chasing each other down the street.
Just like that, Ling Jie and Feng Mang ran on the roof, while those Beijingers chased them on the ground, and fired a few random shots at the roof from time to time. Originally, under the current situation, it was not difficult for Ling Jie to run out. With his body
It can be said that it is not difficult to get rid of those Beijingers at normal speed, but Fengmang cannot do it anymore. When Fengmang runs, he must be careful and run slowly. If he wants to run fast, the cotton tiles under his feet may be careless.
You have to create a hole for him.
Ling Jie looked at the ground. In the originally quiet streets, many people emerged from each store in an instant. Some were holding guns and some were holding knives. But without exception, all of them had guns in their hands.
Hold a flashlight.
Since he was in a foreign country, Ling Jie could only run forward based on the impression he had when he arrived in the afternoon. Ling Jie didn't know what was ahead of him. He only knew that he had to leave behind the Beijingers behind him.
At first, the Beijingers behind him were chasing after him in a hurry, but after running for about ten minutes, he didn't see any movement from the Beijingers behind him. Ling Jie knew something was wrong, so he looked back and found that the Beijingers had started to attack him from the left and right.
He carried out a roundabout outflank, but the people behind him didn't seem to be in a hurry to pursue him. Ling Jie thought for a moment, stopped instantly, and said coldly: "There is a dead end ahead, and now the only way is to run into the diagonal, and catch up with them."
Before the encirclement is formed, run out of the encirclement."
After Ling Jie finished speaking, without waiting for Feng Mang to answer, he jumped off the roof, found an alley in the diagonal stab and got in. Feng Mang was also unambiguous. He would do whatever Ling Jie did. He saw Ling Jie going into the diagonal stab.
Drill, he followed Ling Jie and got in.
Sure enough, when those Beijingers saw Ling Jie suddenly changing the direction of his escape, they immediately became anxious again. Especially the Beijingers who outflanked Ling Jie's fleeing party, and their speed was obviously much faster. If Ling Jie wanted to keep running forward, he would be in a hurry.
After running for only half a mile, there was a big river, so those Beijingers were not in a hurry to chase, and planned to surround Ling Jie and Feng Mang from three sides. Now that Ling Jie and Feng Mang suddenly changed direction, what's the point?
When Ling Jie saw this, he knew that his estimate was correct, so he ran as hard as he could. Unfortunately, because he didn't know the shortcut, Ling Jie often encountered dead ends. When he encountered dead ends, he had to turn back and continue running, and so on.
, no matter how fast he ran, there was no effect. After thinking about it, Ling Jie turned back in an instant and said: "I can't win anymore, turn around and kill him, and kill him by surprise."
When Feng Mang heard that he was about to kill, he turned around in excitement and raised the knife in his hand. After running like this for so long, Feng Mang had had enough. Even if a heroine died, she should die majesticly.
Ling Jie felt something strange about Feng Mang, so he stopped and looked back at Feng Mang coldly, saying, "Do you feel like you're a loser when you run?"
"Yes, everyone has to die. Kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one."
Ling Jie snorted coldly after hearing this, and said: "What is the purpose of our running today? We are running for our lives, you know? Even if you can kill a hundred people, but you are still dead, what's the point? Now, what we want is
Escape, not whether to kill or not, whether it is enough or not."
Seeing Feng Mang still standing there with some dissatisfaction, Ling Jie said again: "Don't take your life as your own. If you die, the lives of the brothers will be a lot worse. Besides, we will kill a hundred of them today."
We will die. If we want to escape, if we can kill 11,000 people and still get away with it, why don't we escape before we talk?"
After Ling Jie finished speaking, he didn't wait for Feng Mang's answer. He quietly took out a cigarette and lit it. Under the light of the lighter flame, Ling Jie's eyes faintly showed a light blue light again.
"What should we do now?" Feng Mang seemed to wake up.
"Fight back. As long as we break out of the encirclement, we can escape." Ling Jie greedily took a few deep puffs of cigarette, smiled evilly at Feng Mang, and said lightly: "Senior Sister Mengyao said that my sword skills are very good.
It’s shocking, you can see it today.”
Two people, Ling Jie and Feng Mang, two swords, the dragon-slaying sword and the sword in Feng Mang's hand. When those Beijingers were about to approach, Ling Jie suddenly exuded infinite murderous aura and desolation. Even Feng Mang also
I felt an inexplicable sadness for a moment.
Seeing that Ling Jie and Feng Mang had stopped running, the people from Beijing knew that the two men were preparing for a fight, so they slowed down their pace and waited for their manpower to gather before rushing forward together.
The people from Beijing were waiting, but Ling Jie didn't wait. He instantly moved in front of the people from Beijing, raised his hand and slashed with a knife. Those who rushed in front fell down with frightened and desperate eyes before they understood what was happening.
Go down.
Ling Jie knew that as long as he pushed these Beijingers forward and killed them, they would not find a chance to shoot, because this was an alley and it was absolutely impossible to shoot at him from both sides.
The people behind the alley wanted to shoot, but they were blocked by the Beijingers in front. The people in front of the alley wanted to shoot, but before they could pull the trigger, they were already dead under the swords of Ling Jie and Feng Mang.
People say that one kill takes ten steps, but Ling Jie and Feng Mang took ten kills with one step. Those Beijingers also fell down one by one. Screams, roars, lamentations, gunshots, and spurting of blood were all mixed together.
Together, it brings indescribable weirdness and indescribable panic to others.
Although Ling Jie and Feng Mang's sword skills were horrifying and their momentum was extraordinary, those Beijingers' eyes seemed to be stained red with blood. They never retreated. Everyone waved the knife or gun in their hands desperately, even if they knew they were killing
They couldn't help Ling Jie, but they still waved the knives in their hands without looking back.
The people under the chairman are not just for free. Some of the leaders, after observing the situation, immediately understood Ling Jie's intention. Under the instructions of those leaders, the Beijingers rushed towards Ling Jie and stayed away from Ling Jie.
Jie desperately retreated. In this case, when Ling Jie finished killing those who rushed forward, there would be a distance with no one in front of them. Without people, there would be no shield to block bullets. No matter how fierce Ling Jie and Feng Mang were, they would definitely
Died by random gunfire.
Ling Jie and Feng Mang were eager to kill and kill with great joy. The primitive human desires began to boil in their bodies. The two seemed to have forgotten that they were running for their lives. They only knew how to kill, or in other words, they only knew how to destroy.
When the last Beijinger who rushed in front fell, dozens of flames spurted out in front of Ling Jie and Feng Mang. Countless bullets shot through the air with sharp sounds, and with the fury of revenge, they rushed towards Ling Jie.
Jie and Fengmang shot over.
"If you don't lie down, you will ascend to heaven!" Ling Jie was completely immersed in the infinite murderous intention and never cared about the fire-breathing bullets. Fortunately, he woke up in time and threw himself on the ground. Just as he was falling down,
He also took advantage of the situation and kicked Feng Mang's legs. Feng Mang, who was also immersed in the murderous aura and never woke up, was kicked to the ground by Ling Jie.
The two people finally escaped those intensive bullets and lay on the ground in a panic.
Feng Mang grabbed a corpse and held it in front of him. He nodded gratefully to Ling Jie, and then said calmly: "Beijing people are indeed good, ruthless and decisive. Today, I'm afraid we are really going to die."