Chapter 986

Eight people were overturned and three seriously injured in the explosion of the oxygen cylinder, and a piece of scrap iron from the blown oxygen cylinder slammed directly into the car.

The scene was full of chaos and blood.

Zhao Sibao was also thrown out seven meters by the storm. He hit his head on the post and started a bag. His tears were almost out of his eyes and his mouth was full of dust.

But it's also far from where it is.

He was also hit on the back by a piece of broken iron, pierced his clothes and hung on them, but there was no bleeding, as if he was wearing armor.

Although he bumped a bag out of his head, Zhao Sibao's nerves were very sharp. When he saw Tianmo jumping from the third floor, his face changed dramatically and he said:

"stop him!"

Although he didn't know who the killer was, when he saw this situation, he didn't have to ask whether the enemy was strong or not.

How did Zhao Sibao not expect that there were still people in the capital who dared to take his life? These killers, who were as stupid as ye Tianlong, didn't know the consequences?

It's just that the absurdity is absurd, and it's still important to protect his life. Zhao Sibao quickly rolls out to open the distance between himself and Tianmo.

"Protect the fourth master! Protect the fourth master

The well-trained children of the thirteen leagues, shaking their dizzy heads, responded quickly and rushed to Zhao Sibao's side to protect him regardless of the fire and smoke.

It's just that they never thought that the speed of this killer would be so fast.

Basically, as soon as their formation was formed, Tianmo rushed over and suddenly leaned over, with the white coat of the medical staff on his body rolled upside down.

"Whoosh!"

It was like a white curtain covering the heads of the three thirteen League children, as well as the shotguns they held in their hands.

At the same time, the sky ink glides back, and his body is light enough to break away from the package of his white coat.

"Bang!"

The next second, the right foot supporting the body's center of gravity makes a slight shock to the ground.

Bailaijin's body moves faster than cheetah's. in the moment when the white coat falls and makes people feel dark, Tianmo rushes into the crowd like a rainbow.

The two armed enemies were shocked, flew upside down, smashed into the back door pillar, rebounded to the ground, and immediately fell into a coma.

"Whoosh!"

Another man just pulled off the white cloth on his head and saw an extra hand on his throat. Then a force gushed out. He died without humming.

Then he fell to the ground, his neck as soft as noodles.

The other 13 League children rushed over and said, "kill him!"

Tian Mo grabs a shotgun and pulls the trigger mercilessly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

The shotgun ejected a big iron bullet, and five or six of the thirteen League children fell off with a scream. The bullet marks on their bodies were extremely exaggerated.

The muzzle of Tianmo's gun turned again and blew the remaining three guns away.

Sand splashed, dust filled, quite powerful, and three people fell to the ground, bloody.

See day Mo so fierce, the rest of the subconscious stagnation offensive, the body bent down two points.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Tianmo throws an empty gun, knocks down a person who wants to shoot, and then slips and rushes to Zhao Sibao.

In Ye Tianlong's plan, he stabbed Zhao Dafei and took Zhao Sibao as the next step, so that he didn't have to worry about Zhao Sibao's revenge for his son.

It's called two without doing, so after Tianmo left the birthday party last night, he had been squatting in the hospital where Zhao Dafei was.

Ye Tianlong believes that Zhao Sibao will come to visit his son, so this is a good opportunity for Tianmo to kill Zhao Sibao once and for all.

"Dang!"

At the moment, the two enemies fight to stop, and the black knife in Tianmo's hand sweeps mercilessly. They feel fierce, and they lose their color in horror, but they try their best to go backward.

But after all, they were half a beat slow, cold and sharp, and the two burly bodies rose in the air. In an instant, they became bloody.

The black knife is traceless, the sky is stained with blood, and Tianmo keeps on killing the next enemy.

He was cold and heartless, and the scarlet blood splashed behind him and the broken corpse falling on the grass seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Zhao Sibao's face changed dramatically. He pushed the two hands around him and said, "stop him!"

Two thirteen leagues slashed to Tianmo: "kill!"

With a low roar, Tianmo jumped up and cleaved to the enemy with a knife in both hands.

The two enemies tried their best to attack, but when the blades collided, their hearts sank.

"Dang!"

Tianmo even people with a knife to split them fly, two chest stained with blood, fell to the ground struggling a few times did not move, more or less.

Almost at the same time, Tianmo fell to the ground with a bang, spinning and kicking out a falling machete.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as an enemy who locked him touched the trigger, his body was shocked and a mouthful of blood was ejected. The tip of the knife passed through his throat.

All in one action, crisp and quick, it's creepy.Zhao Sibao's face was very ugly. He thought that thirty-six people were following him, and he was enough to fight against all the changes. Unexpectedly, he was killed by Tianmo in a twinkling of an eye.

He was angry and shocked, but he didn't panic. He looked coldly at Tianmo wearing a mask: "who are you?"

The day Mo doesn't pay attention to, the footstep a move once again pounce on, this is the last chance, the other party reinforcements shadow already can see.

A knife out.

Zhao Sibao retreats and is in critical condition.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, a figure burst out, holding a dagger in his hand. He opened Zhao Sibao and handed the dagger out.

"Dang!"

The two knives collided with each other, and with a loud noise, Tianmo stepped back two steps. The comer stepped back five or six meters until his heel touched the steps.

There was a touch of blood flowing from his mouth, but his eyes were particularly tough and tenacious, and he looked at Tianmo bravely.

Old dumb man.

"Fourth master, go

The dull old man yelled out: "I'll cut it off!"

He already knew who the assassin was in front of him, and he knew how powerful Tianmo was, so Zhao Sibao didn't run away quickly, for fear of more bad luck.

Two escorts of the thirteen leagues, who followed, rushed to Tianmo.

Tianmo left foot even sweep, three knife shot at the old man, a knife shot at Zhao Sibao, then, he rushed to the two enemies cut out.

The dagger in the old man's hand was repeatedly pointed out, and the three knives fell to the ground. Then the dagger chased Zhao Sibao's knife.

He cut the chopper in half.

At the moment, Tianmo also killed two enemies.

"Lao sun, be careful!"

Seeing this, Zhao Sibao didn't talk too much nonsense. He turned around and ran into the hospital. He joined up with a group of people, and then ran to the front hospital in a hurry.

The shadow of Tianmo moves and wants to pursue.

The dull old man stepped forward, holding a dagger to block Tianmo: "last night's World War I should be over."

Seeing that the dull old man wants to fight to the end, he gives Zhao Sibao a chance to win his life. Tian Mo's calm eyes suddenly become indifferent, and his intention to kill suddenly rises.

When the dull old man grasped the dagger, Tianmo had already jumped up, holding the black knife in his hand.

Distance approaching, three meters, day ink wrist shake, a knife!

A bright light exploded.

The morning wind is stagnant.

"Hoo

The black knife pours at the throat of the dull old man.

He waved a dagger and changed seven moves in blocking, but there was only one fact that could not stop him.

"Rush

Black knife cut off the dagger, cut off the arm, cut into the chest of the dull old man, but also cut out his tenacious vitality.

A cloud of blood burst out.

The dull old man's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it. His eyes were full of despair and a trace of complicated gratification. Then he fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, two bronze medals fell out of the old man's wound

Half of them are written "eternal rivers and mountains", and half of them are written "heroes are nowhere to be found"