Chapter 1619

As if he had expected a sneak attack, Meng Changfeng threw the big deacon into the tent and stood on the side of the entrance.

There was a lot of gunfire outside, as if there were people in all directions. Bai Wushuang judged by the force on the tent that the right side suffered the most bullets, and obviously the enemy there also suffered the most.

The Deacon's body is sealed, but his mouth can speak. For fear of being treated as a member of the same party, regardless of the pain in his leg, he first called out: "this matter has nothing to do with me, my people have been arrested. Don't blame me, old man

"Shut up Meng Changfeng suddenly pulls out the soft knife in his waist and claps the stray bullet into the tent to one side with a Ding sound. Then he suddenly reaches out his hand and catches a guy who sneaks to the tent. He is black, yellow haired, fierce looking, and still has a long iron guy in his hand. Before he can struggle, he is slapped by Meng Changfeng, Then the soft knife scratched in his neck and threw it out. It was as sharp as killing a chicken.

Looking at the white frost a little excited, stood up and volunteered: "master, I'll help you."

"All right, you block the back door." Meng Changfeng threw the soft knife to her, and with one hand he forced another Yang maozi into the tent to spit blood and fly away. He said calmly, "if there are many people coming from the other side, our people will not have time to rescue. Maybe this is the last battle between you and me. Do your best."

Bai Wushuang took the knife, just behind the tent someone approached, lying on the ground of the big deacon suddenly crazy roar: "fast tension tent, fast!"

Bai Wushuang hesitated, a grenade was stuffed in from the bottom, and then the bottom was pressed down, even heard the fierce laughter outside.

Bai Wushuang was stunned for a while. By the way, he flew over a figure and took photos with his palms across the tent. He immediately beat the people outside the tent back, then kicked the grenade out of the tent, turned around and rolled aside with Bai Wushuang in his arms.

Boom!!

The violent explosion broke out in almost the same second, and the whole tent was lifted up in the air by the powerful airflow, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The grenade throwers were blown to pieces, and the people in the tent were also living and dying.

Yin Ziyu and others, who had been looking for kuaishan stone as a shelter to fight with each other calmly, immediately became silent. Then after Yin Ziyu howled, they all came out from behind the shelter.

Yin Ziyu came up with "explosive shooting", two automatic pistols instantly breathed the tongue of fire, beautiful bullets are not false, the other party just rushed up a group of people fell in an instant.

"It's the king's razor. Find shelter quickly!" The other side obviously knew Yin Ziyu's strength, and immediately gave a warning. Then the voice suddenly stopped, and a bullet pierced his head. It was Yi Zi who was hiding in the dark.

Pa Pa Pa!!

Sniper gun sound one after another, constantly harvesting each other's lives, but also to create a time for Yin Ziyu to replace the clip.

In the twinkling of an eye, Yin Ziyu changed into a bullet clip, and then he shot wildly. He did not dare to show his head.

After the end of the arrogant stand in the open space, slowly change the clip, as long as there is a dare to show his head, immediately is a shot in the head. Five people were hiding around Yin Ziyu, and all of them were excellent snipers. They even beat a group of people who didn't dare to look up. In this way, Yin Ziyu stood in the open space and pretended to be successful.

"Wang, hold on a little longer." "According to the master's plan, the other party may use a mace shaped electro-optic weapon for the second time when they have no way out," Zhong Wei said in his headset

Yin Ziyu nodded, his brow slightly wrinkled. It can be inferred that there will be someone in the mercenary world, which has fully demonstrated Song Yi's horrible insight and judgment. Zhongwei was also sent to tell him the plan, but Yin Ziyu couldn't lift his spirits.

It's not that he doesn't want to get the news of the mace weapon, but that Zhong Wei clearly tells Song Yi's inference to him - Monster alliance!

The monster alliance may be the real owner of mace weapons.

About half of the people in the monster alliance are his old department. They used to be brothers of life and death who came from the water and went from the fire. If they fight for life and death because of something outside, he can't stand it.

More importantly, if Ray's death is really related to white, then this revenge is bound to be the most painful one in his life.

The mercenaries hiding behind the stone bunker desperately called for support. At first, they could get a response, saying they were coming here. But later, for the sake of sound, they didn't know what happened on the road, but they found the situation here through the telescope and chose to give up a group of them.

The two sides spent almost five minutes in this way. Even Meng Changfeng, who wanted to pretend to be dead, couldn't help crawling out and asked, "is it over? Who won? "Bai Wushuang cut his scattered hair and bit his lips. In the face of crisis, her response is far from good. If it is not for the help of the old ghost, I am afraid she will die in the grenade explosion.

Of course, the most uncomfortable is the big deacon. At the moment of the explosion, Meng Changfeng kicks him up with one foot and hides behind him with Bai Wushuang in his arms. Therefore, he is the one who suffers the most.

Meng Changfeng quickly saw the current situation clearly, and laughed: "it's interesting. Let me break the deadlock. A group of damned foreign hair, let me give you a good meeting. "

Meng Changfeng rushed out with a machete in his hand, but Yin Ziyu, who was standing in the middle, winked at him and aimed at one of the places.

The man hiding there happened to be the main person in charge of the operation. Seeing the old man jumping up like a big bird, he immediately ordered the mercenaries around him to shoot together.

No matter how hard his body is, he can't stop the bullets. The slovenly old man screamed, turned back on the way and made a heavy fall. Finally, he stopped the rising momentum. A bullet roared over his head, which made his heart cold.

In a hurry, he turned over and fell on a stone, hiding in it and did not dare to come out.

No matter how strong the martial arts are, they are afraid of bullets. This is the biggest sorrow of the end of martial arts era. Only now did Meng Changfeng really understand the reason why other sects chose to retire. It's not that he didn't want to roam the rivers and lakes, but that he had something more direct and effective than martial arts and was forced to be helpless.

Who wants to live in seclusion behind the scenes and be an unknown being?

Because of Meng Changfeng's disturbance just now, Zhongwei and izi reaped the lives of four or five mercenaries respectively, and each of them fired two shots at the same time. As snipers, they are already extremely powerful means.

Yin Ziyu took a deep breath, holding the automatic pistol nervously in both hands. In this case, what should come should come