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Some of them rushed in from the first floor lobby with a swagger, attacked the police and rushed upstairs.
Some people use a wire throwing gun to shoot from the opposite building and hook locks slide over and protrude into it with ropes.
Some of them flew to the rooftop like flying bats from high altitude and attacked from the rooftop corridor.
...
After one wave of delay, the mercenaries were unable to kill them like locusts.
They are all fully armed and carry heavy weapons, which are completely private troops, and even some supernatural beings.
In this case, the police's forces lasted for less than ten minutes before being wiped out.
"Don't worry, I can't die. You can protect Miss Ye and Professor Huang!"
Qiu Gong was sitting on the ground against the wall on the first floor downstairs, smiling heroically.
His chest was broken, his shoulders were broken, and his mouth was constantly bleeding.
"This old man is so hard! I shot him and still resisted it!"
At the end of the corridor, offices and bathrooms were everywhere, and seventeen or eighteen black water mercenaries were occupied, with guns and cold weapons.
The Blackwater Mercenary, also known as the Blackwater Security Consultant Company, is nominally a security guard, but is more well-equipped than the regular US Army. It plays an important role in the Iraq War and is known as the special forces outside the US government.
The ones who were dispatched this time were the most powerful elites in Hei Shui, and they were all famous on the mercenary list.
Qiu Gong held the White Ape Bone Knife in his right hand and a grenade in his left hand. He was seized by the mercenaries, and was ready to die with them once they rushed up.
His blood was about to dry out, and he had three gunshot wounds on his body, and the one on his shoulder was still pierced, so he couldn't even lift his hands.
Suddenly, with a bang, dust flew, and the left and right walls were blown up by micro-blasting devices.
Before the smoke and dust dissipated, seven or eight mercenaries rushed in from both sides. Qiu Gong wanted to pull the grenade and thud,
Like the mercenaries facing a great enemy, pull the trigger and the bullets explode out of instinct.
Qiu Gong's wrist holding the grenade was beaten to death, and before he could pull the grenade could sound, he jumped to the side.
At the same time, eight crossbow guns aimed at Qiu Gong's legs and shot them randomly, and the heart-wrenching sounds of sharp weapons entering the flesh were connected.
Qiu Gong stumbled and retreated, leaning against the tree trunk behind, his trousers were bleeding. He smiled miserably, revealing the tragic tragedy of being at the end of his strength, waved to the people in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "I have a way to accompany me!"
Mr. Qiu was unwilling to give up, so how could he be forced into a desperate situation by these miscellaneous people who beat more and had a great shame?
"I have always admired the Chinese warrior."
Behind the eight people there was a tall, well-proportioned man with live ammunition, handsome appearance, black cloth on his head, capable and cool.
A handsome foreign man with a gentleman demeanor has a nickname that is seriously inconsistent with his appearance - Satan.
Saidan, the meaning of the devil in the Bible.
This man was once the devil's chief instructor who was respected and admired by 2,500 people from the Delta Force. The three NATO armies called him the most powerful creature in the North American continent, and now he is the general counsel of the Blackwater Mercenary and the most powerful existence among them.
"You, admit that you failed to kill you." Satan raised his pistol, his Chinese a little awkward, and his smile was full of jokes.
The Chinese warrior once brought him too much humiliation, and he wanted to regain the dignity of the world's top mercenaries.
"Fart!" Qiu Gong scolded angrily.
Satan roughly understood what farting means, and sneered, and drew his gun and aimed at Qiu Gong's eyebrows.
Qiu Gong was stammering his neck without blinking, and he wanted to see with his own eyes how he died.
For a moment, he thought of Ye Gufeng, Jiangbei heroes, the glorious years of his life, and Jiang Tian, and his heart felt sad.
He is definitely not a person who is afraid of death. From now on, he will never see these familiar people, and he will feel sad.
"The general will inevitably die in front of the battlefield. I have enough money and I will never live in vain in this life."
"It's a pity, Master Jiang, I didn't follow your orders until the last one. I will be your lackey in the next life and create endless glory together..."
Qiu Gong raised his head and waited for death.
At the door of the office, two mercenaries were in charge of alert. Suddenly, a sharp sound came, and the two of them subconsciously turned around.
A phantom was so close that it was like a ghost. The two of them were extremely shocked and had no time to shoot. A sharp cold light exceeded the limit that human eyes could recognize and cut out through the air.
The two mercenaries stood blankly, their eyes gradually dissipated, and a thin red line spread from the top of their heads to the crotch.
The next moment, the thin red line suddenly expanded, and a clattering sound-
Both bodies were split into two pieces from the middle, and the steaming internal organs flowed all over the ground.
The wind-like figure rushed into the room like a ghost, and several wind blades slashed out in a row.
Wind blades came one after another, just like a dragon of wind blades, without any gaps.
The seven mercenaries who shot Qiu Gong fell to the ground without exception and died of anger. Even the steel helmets and bulletproof vests were cut.
"Master of Transformation, Jiang Taichu!"
Satan flashed over the wind blade at the extreme speed and looked at Jiang Tian in horror, but he didn't expect him to attack so quickly.
"Haha, you are a little capable of avoiding my wind blade!"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly and didn't wait to lift his pistol, and seven or eight wind blades were shot out directly.
"ah!"
Amid the shrill screams, Satan was blown up by the wind blade and flew up in the air, hitting the wall and sliding down, his body flowing like blood, and the special desert eagle made of pure gold was cut into two pieces.
"Chinese martial arts, it's really strong..."
Satan said this, his pupils gradually became clear, his head tilted, and he died of anger.
"Master Jiang!"
Qiu Gong was stunned, then leaned against the wall and laughed wildly, with tears shining.
Completely despaired, suddenly saw hope, and seeing Master Jiang fall from the sky like a god, the huge psychological gap made this strong martial arts master unable to stand it, and wanted to cry happily.
"Qiu Gong, how do you feel when you walk in front of the Gate of Hell?"
Jiang Tian squatted down, pulled out the arrows and bullets for this loyal ally, took out a bottle of black jade intermittent paste and used it all in one go.
"I really don't feel anything anymore. From the day I set foot on martial arts, I expected this day!"
Seeing Jiang Tian carefully treating his wounds, Qiu Gong's eyes were filled with tears, which was moved.
He leaned against the wall, smiled at the sky, and was full of enthusiasm. He lit a cigarette and said, "If you step in with one foot, you will still be a hero in 18 years!"
He was killed all his life, and he was numb to death after going through life and death.
"Living well, if you die, what should you do with your wife and children?" Jiang Tian smiled.
The wound was quickly treated and several healing talismans were cast. Jiang Tian rushed upstairs again.
Qing'er also rushed over and swept the floors downstairs, screaming in succession. The enemies fell one after another, and the couple fought side by side, almost unilaterally massacred.
Ten minutes later, the two met in the president's office together. Jiang Tian smiled and said, "I killed fifty-three, how many of you?"
"Fifty-eight, remember to make breakfast tomorrow!" Zhao Xueqing smiled proudly and pushed open the president's office.
"Mr. Jiang is here!"
"We are saved!"
Seeing Jiang Tian and the others coming in, Huang Zhihui, who was so scared that his face turned pale, recited scriptures and prayed, and all the middle and senior executives cheered and excited.
Ye Ziwei, who had been trying hard to keep calm, could no longer control herself, and her mind relaxed, and crystal tears rolled down.
"Husband, there are 32 batches tonight, and more than 100 mercenaries and mercenaries from different organizations have fallen together, which is enough to intimidate most powerful people in the dark world, right?"
Standing side by side with Jiang Tian in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhao Xueqing, who returned to her calmness, looked down at the brightly lit night view and said with a sweet smile.
These killers and mercenaries are all famous existences on the list of Killing Emperors, which are enough to intimidate the dark forces that covet the Jiang family.
"No, not enough!"
Jiang Tian stood with his hands behind his back, shook his head gently, and a sharp murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and said in a cold voice:
"There is still a lack of a real giant. Only by killing him will those forces be shocked and truly understand the price of offending the Jiang family!"
"Who?" Zhao Xueqing asked in confusion.
"The supervisor of this operation is one of the seven giants in the circle, the sun god Apollo!"
Jiang Tian smiled.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Tian's powerful spiritual consciousness was ignited by the extreme, soaring into the sky like a terrifying wave of anger. Then he smashed down and pushed all directions, completely covering the Jinling City with a population of millions.
Under the powerful spiritual sense of the God-Sculpture Art, the huge Jinling seemed transparent to Jiang Tian, and nothing could escape his spiritual sense.
"I found you!"
Jiang Tian had a sneer on his lips, and his spiritual sense had locked a ball of light shining like the scorching sun, which was extremely powerful and fierce.
Jiang Tian pushed open the window and shot out directly, instantly landing on the top of a building more than 100 meters.
"Husband, let's go together!" Qing'er shouted sweetly and quickly used her body skills to follow.
"This... jumped off the building? No, I flew up!"
Everyone was stunned and saw a scene that would never forget them.
"Qing'er actually became a cultivator, and she is so powerful!" Ye Ziwei looked shocked.
"Oh, Mrs. Jiang is like a dragon and phoenix among people, and she is worthy of Jiang God. How can my daughter compete with her..."
Seeing this, Huang Zhihui was shocked, but after being lost in his heart, he felt bitter.
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Yuhua Stone Park, late at night.
It is pitch black and rarely visited.
"The action failed. More than a hundred mercenaries, including Golden Scorpion, Jiang Taichu is so powerful!"
On the rain flower platform, between the dense forest, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes was holding a magic weapon like a jade plate with a serious face.
He was wearing a tuxedo, holding a civilized stick, and wearing leather shoes made by an old Italian shoemaker, like an old gentleman.
In his hand is a magic weapon for signs of life, which was made by an ancient magician in Western Europe.
More than a hundred tiny rubies are inlaid on it. When the monitoring target is still alive, the rubies keep flashing, and once it stops flashing, it means that the target is dead.
Just half an hour later, the rubies stopped flashing, and in the end, the entire jade plate magic weapon turned into a heart-wrenching darkness.
"The air is so sticky, is it going to rain? It's awful weather!" Apollo, who looked up at the sky and said depressedly.
“Huh?”
Suddenly, Apollo's heart trembled, looked deep in the sky, frowned and said:
"What a powerful mental power! I didn't expect that China still has such a terrible mental power. I thought China only understood martial arts!"
"Jiang Taichu is indeed not bad. But you shouldn't have been afraid of it, and you shouldn't have provoked us in a big circle!"
However, the next moment, Apollo chuckled, and there was a strong and hot light between his eyes, a blazing patch of incandescent, like the sunlight.
His eyes pierced through the void, looked into the distance, and his terrifying murderous aura was rising step by step, and he snorted coldly: "Since you are here, I will kill you! I also saved 500 million for the big circle.