The submachine gun fired, and the bullets hit the earth wall like raindrops, causing a splash of sand and gravel.
Long Daxiang and Ba Zhi were hiding under the earth wall. They could clearly feel that the wall was shaking frequently from bullets, as if it could be penetrated at any time.
Several terrorists from the East Shrine ran over quickly. Most of these people were holding Uzi submachine guns. Uzi submachine guns have many advantages-portability, fast bullet speed, and small recoil.
But there is also a very serious shortcoming, the accuracy is low, shooting at close range is okay, but at a slightly farther distance, the bullets will fly completely randomly.
Eight fingers held the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, and gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn, I actually let such a group of gangsters squat here and dare not come out. It's so fucking suffocating. No, I have to do it."
them!"
Long Daxiang also held a pistol in his hand. When he saw that Ba Zhi was about to rush out, he immediately stopped him, "Old Ba, don't be impulsive..."
Before he could finish his words, he stood up with his fingers clacked, holding two double-barreled shotguns, and there were two deafening gunshots.
Three terrorists came running in a row. The three of them were about to rush to the earth wall. The bullets of the submachine guns in their hands had been exhausted. The three of them were about to change bullets, but what they faced was the eight-fingered one.
Black barrel.
The two double-barreled shotguns of Bazhi were not long, but the two barrels were unusually thick. A sinister smile appeared on Bazhi's lips. The faces of the three terrorists were already pale.
Frightened, he opened his mouth wide and before he could scream, the four barrels of the two double-barreled shotguns had already spit out fiery snakes.
The chests of the three terrorists were suddenly blown to pieces, and the three of them flew backwards together. The blood was sprayed in the air, condensing into countless blood flowers, stained by the dawn sun, and extremely dazzling.
Like a blood red rainbow.
Long Da stood up when he saw Ba Zhi. He also stood up quickly. Since we are all brothers, we will die together. But when he endured the numbness of his eardrums from the shock, he stood up and looked outside. His face
His expression suddenly became confused. He looked at the three twitching and dying terrorists on the ground. He turned his head and looked at Ba Zhi with admiration. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Ba Ge, you are awesome!"
Eight fingers raised one of the double-barreled shotguns, blew on the muzzle, and said with a smile: "Just average, third in the world!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, maybe God couldn't bear to see him bragging, a bullet flew past his scalp, and Ba Zhi hurriedly squatted down. Long Daxiang fired the gun quite calmly, and shot the person hiding next to him.
A terrorist shot dead behind a big tree.
This time it was the Eight-fingered Dragon Prime Minister's turn to give a thumbs up, "Brother Prime Minister, you are also awesome!"
Long Daxiang imitated the appearance of Eight Fingers just now, blew the gun and said: "Just average, second in the world!"
Eight Fingers immediately laughed and cursed: "You kid took advantage of me. I am only third, but you claim to be second."
Long Daxiang grinned, "Let's find a chance to compete and see whose shooting skills are more accurate. Let Brother Kun be the referee."
Eight Fingers laughed and said, "Okay, I'll make you convinced then."
Gunshots rang out one after another, and the terrorists hiding in the village immediately swarmed towards the two of them.
Long Daxiang and Ba Zhi did not fight head-on, but took this opportunity to lure these terrorists outside the village.
In the side courtyard, Lin Kun was having a conversation with Tumoto Yefu. Suddenly, gunshots were heard outside. Shanjing's expression suddenly changed, and he said: "No, those bastards from the National Security Bureau of China must be chasing us!"
He glanced at Tumoto Yefu on the bed and said: "Senior Tumoto, I'm going to give these bastards some color now and let them see the power of our Higashi Shrine. You rest here first!"
Tumotonofu said: "Shanjing, you go and give some color to these people in China. In the past, I always underestimated your Higashi Shrine. This time, I thank you Higashi Shrine for taking me in. When I return to our country, I will
The first one is to visit your Higashi Shrine."
"Okay, senior!" Shanjing cupped his hand and reached out to take out the submachine gun strapped to his waist.
Poof!
At this moment, a slight sound suddenly sounded behind Shanjing. Shanjing was suddenly startled, and his whole body stiffened. The expression on his face froze for an instant, with an incredible look, and his neck stiffened back.
Turning around, he looked at Lin Kun standing behind him, his lips trembled twice, and his voice was full of unwillingness: "Master Erlang, you... you are not Master Erlang!"
Lin Kun smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, with a sinister look in his smile. He twisted the hand holding the triangular thorn sharply, and the triangular thorn stuck in Shanjing's lower back suddenly spurted out a wave of blood along the bleeding trough.
Shanjing screamed, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. His whole body seemed to have been suddenly drained of energy, and the anger quickly disappeared from his pale face.
Lin Kun's three-edged thorn was also called a ghost animal. It was a powerful weapon that drank countless lives and blood on the battlefield. Lin Kun fiercely pulled out the three-edged thorn, and Shanjing immediately knelt on the ground.
He was coughing up blood from his mouth, and he wanted to yell at Lin Kun unwillingly, but his throat was stuck with blood for a while and he couldn't make a sound.
Tumoto Yefu, who was at the window sash, was stunned for a moment. He looked at Lin Kun. His body was tense and his chest was rising and falling violently. He also started to cough. He coughed up a ball of blood in his mouth, but it did not hinder his life. His eyes flashed with horror.
Looking at Lin Kun, he said: "You, who are you? Are you... in disguise?"
The Chinese doctor who had been caring for Tumoto Yefu stepped back nervously. Lin Kun glanced at the doctor and said: "Do you know who this person you are saving is, and who are these people who hired you?
"
The doctor shook his head desperately and said: "I, I really don't know, no, I really didn't know at the beginning. If I knew they were terrorists who came to harm our country, no matter how much money they gave me, I wouldn't do it.
, I thought about running away, but I can’t escape from this place, they will kill me.”
Lin Kun smiled faintly and said, "You have some conscience."
Lin Kun walked over to Tuben Yefu with an indifferent smile on his face and said: "Tuben, we just met yesterday. My three punches didn't kill you. It seems that martial arts is first and friendship is second.
For your sake, now you actually want to unite with the East Shrine to deal with tens of millions of our compatriots in China, I will never let you go."
"You, you are..." Tumotonofu's face was full of panic. He just kept saying that his injuries were due to his carelessness and defeat. In fact, he knew very well that he was not Lin Kun's opponent at all. This young man from China
Man, it's beyond his imagination.
Whoosh!
A blood-red light flashed in the air, and the three-sided military thorn with blood on it suddenly crossed Tumotonofu's throat, and a stream of hot blood spurted out. Tumotonofu's eyes widened, and he looked like a
With an incredible look, he fell down.
On the bed in the back room, Kawamoto turned pale with horror when he saw this. Lin Kun looked at him, and he repeatedly begged for mercy, "Don't, don't kill me..."
Lin Kun walked over with a smile. Kawamoto's face was already filled with tears, and his nose was dripping with tears. He got up from the bed, knelt in front of Lin Kun, and kept saying: "Don't kill me... please..."
Please, please spare my life..." (To be continued)