Yan Yue's step back seemed unintentional, but in fact, he used his body to block the trajectory of his bullet that could hit Meng Zetian.
Yan Luyi understood immediately, and immediately stood up to block Mo Li, and at the same time pushed him to the corner behind the door.
Mo Li didn't expect that she would suddenly push him. His body had no time to react and he was pushed to the ground by her. Yan Luyi was originally a head lower than him and couldn't block him, but this time it was just right and he decisively rushed over to cover him.
He said: "Don't move!"
In fact, because Mo Li's reaction was relatively sluggish, the attention of the gunmen around him fell first on Meng Zetian.
Because their muzzles had been blocked by Yan Yue just now, they had no choice but to readjust their aiming direction if they wanted to hit Meng Zetian. However, after a moment's pause, they no longer dared to shoot.
Because Zhou Changjiang and Meng Zetian were already fighting together, their bodies were changing rapidly, and they were fighting faster, and they had exchanged more than a dozen moves with each other in an instant.
Everyone was dazzled by what they saw. They knew that if they fired rashly, there was no guarantee that it would not be Zhou Changjiang who was hit, so they hooked their hands on the trigger in vain. Who dared to actually press it?
Zhou Changjiang naturally also carries a gun, a pocket gun that is usually disguised as a cigar.
But he couldn't find a chance to pull out the gun.
Because Meng Zetian's offensive exerted a huge pressure on him. He dismantled, dodged, and retreated repeatedly, but he couldn't stand it at all, let alone fight back. In this situation, reaching for the gun will inevitably form a
Short defensive gaps.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of gap may not be able to react, but in the face of the same or even higher-level masters, this kind of gap is tantamount to losing one's life.
But even if he didn't pull the gun and avoided this gap, it was still difficult to deal with the pressure of Meng Zetian's attack.
Meng Zetian forced him toward the door, and he could only retreat, but his retreat was not enough to stop Meng Zetian's fierce offensive and unbelievable speed of attack with his fists and palms alone.
In the end, he couldn't dismantle it and couldn't dodge, so he could only cross his arms and block again——
He took Meng Zetian's palm forcefully.
As Meng Zetian's right hand hit his crossed arms, he heard two cracking sounds of bones breaking. This week Yangtze took four or five steps backwards. Two or three people rushed to help him.
However, he was pushed backwards by the inertia of his retreat.
Then Zhou Changjiang spat out a large mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had not only broken both arms and arm bones after taking this slap, but also suffered serious internal injuries.
With Zhou Changjiang's abnormal skills, he could instantly hit the white-haired monster with both feet. At this moment, he was unable to withstand one of his attacks, and was severely injured by a palm and vomited blood. So what kind of terrifying strength is this?
Meng Zetian's action certainly shocked the entire audience. But even the shock did not prevent him from being separated from Zhou Changjiang. The armed man who had been pointing his gun at him finally found the opportunity to pull the trigger——
Gunshot.
Gunshots rang out.
But it was the two men who pointed guns at him who fell first - their bodies fell towards the door.
Obviously, the huge impact of the bullets that penetrated their vital parts was also accurately calculated, causing their bodies to block the firing line of the gunman outside the door on the way down.
The blocking time is of course extremely short, but it is enough for Meng Zetian to move out of the way and move to a place where he can block the perspective of outsiders and cannot be easily hit by bullets.
Yan Yue didn't know when a short gun appeared in his hand, and blue and white smoke slowly rose from the muzzle.
He threw the big bag he originally carried on his back towards Yan Luyi with all his strength.
The fight between Meng Zetian and Zhou Changjiang was actually decided in the blink of an eye. Yan Luyi was busy covering Mo Li and didn't hear what was happening behind him. He felt the wind behind his head and quickly turned his head to avoid it.
, Mo Li stretched out his hands and took the backpack into his hands.
The zipper of the backpack had been opened wide. Before he could reach inside, something big and dark had already fallen out and hit him in the face.
This is a submachine gun.
Yan Luyi realized it was safe, so he let go of him, and the two of them got up from the ground together. At this moment, the man who took the mummy off the torture rack was the only Zhou who remained in the torture chamber.
Yangtze River subordinates.
His face turned the color of sweaty pig liver. He had just pulled out the pistol from his waist. Before he could load it, Meng Zetian had already picked up a thick iron drill on the shelf next to him and put his hand into it.
As soon as he raised it, the iron drill shot out towards him.
The iron hammer penetrated the man's forehead, piercing the front and back of his skull. His body fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
And Yan Luyi had already turned the backpack upside down. A small bag, two magazines, and some food that he had originally had popped out of it. There was no extra gun. He saw the man's body over there.
He dropped the gun and threw the pistol out of his hand. Yan Luyi rushed over and picked up the gun.
Yan Yue held a gun in one hand and rushed out of the door first. There was a chaos of footsteps outside, and Mr. Zhou and his party were hurriedly retreating into the distance.
Yan Luyi rushed out quickly, followed by Meng Zetian and Mo Li. Yan Yue fired his gun and said urgently: "Hurry up, hurry up, we can't leave them alive."
At this moment, only Meng Zetian was holding a flashlight he picked up from the ground. Due to running, the flashlight light was swinging around. Yan Yue fired two shots without much accuracy, so he didn't dare to shoot blindly, so he had to keep urging: "Hurry up.
Quick, quick, quick!”
Not to mention Yan Luyi, Mo Li and Meng Zetian also rushed over with their clothes in the wind.
Among them, Yan Yue ran the slowest. Yan Yue was immediately left behind by them. It was dark all around him, and he could not help but hear something scratching the walls and door panels inside the doors on both sides.
Very scared, he shouted again: "Wait for me, wait for me!"
The three of them had no choice but to slow down and wait for him. However, "waiting for him" and "chasing quickly" are completely contradictory. Over there, Mr. Zhou and his team were also flying at their feet, and they disappeared around the corner in an instant.
Meng Zetian turned around and made a gesture, saying: "We can't chase them anymore. They are frightened at the moment. They opened fire to fight back. We are afraid that we will be killed."
The four of them stopped. Yan Yue felt very regretful and said, "This is going to be difficult. They are familiar with this place and they have a map. If they run away, it will be difficult to catch up."
Yan Luyi was speechless and said: "Who was hiding behind just now and yelling at us to wait for him?"