Chapter 515

Duan Hong looks at Xu Yong coldly, kicks a little thug who flies towards him, smiles at the corner of his mouth, and aims his dagger at his arm.

"Yes?" Xu Laosan was surprised: "what is he going to do? Self harm? Or by caesarean section? " Xu Yong also saw it, and his eyes were excited: "the bastard is going to die. You have to die to fight with me."

The dagger pierced Duan Hong's akini suit. The skin feels very cold.

"Hello! What are you doing! " Below, the moon nearest to him cried.

"I want to kill." Duan Hong said coldly. With a little force, the dagger pierced into the skin, and then he pulled it out with a stream of blood.

The smell of long absence, anger, excitement, horror all kinds of feelings rushed to the top of his head, making his mind dizzy. Everything in front of us began to turn red, which was the precursor of the violent atmosphere.

At this time, two unlighted vans on the road were close to the crowd. Xu Laosan was chopping people here. There were no pedestrians on the road, so he had a good view. On the bus, Liu took out a two foot Tang Dao and rubbed it carefully.

"Sixth master, they are a lot of people." A man in the car was sweating and thirsty.

"Stop the car. It's just rubbish. Don't be afraid. Just follow me later." Lao Liu takes out a black mask to cover his face or block his mouth. This is to prevent blood from splashing into his mouth and affecting his breathing.

Everyone in the car did the same thing.

"Sixth master, there seems to be one. No, two people are fighting. Look."

The man pointed out the window.

Looking out, the old Six Dynasties saw Duan Hong and a woman besieged. The situation was urgent. He was slightly surprised, and even said, "we're a little late. Hurry up!" He was the first to jump out of the car that had not yet stopped. He stooped and walked like a cat walking in the dark. He ran to a man who was shouting behind him and stabbed him with a sharp Tang knife.

There open mouth to call, old six that pair of dry hands a grasp of his throat, gently a tear, that person's eyes burst out, can't cry, trachea has been old six cut.

Blood came out of the slit of the knife.

Then, twenty people behind Lao Liu began to slaughter those who did not know the situation. Suddenly, one of them found them and cried out, "no! There are reinforcements, and their men are coming. "

When he called, the crowd was in a mess, and they all found Lao Liu. Xu Lao San was surprised to see that there were no more than twenty people. He ran to Lao Liu with a pair of knives.

Zhan duanhong is not sure, but maybe it's OK to fight with this skinny guy with a mask.

"Twenty people are not enough for me to fill my teeth. Don't panic!" Xu Laosan cried. He had two knives in his hand, one to Lao Liu's head, and the other to his bottom.

Old six jumps back a step, that pair of icy eyes looked at Xu old three, rushed past, two people fight in one place, old six brought more than 20 people, compared with these more than 100 people, like a stream like the sea, soon drowned by the crowd.

Although there were few people coming, it still relieved Duan Hong's pressure.

"Hoo

Duan Hong heard the wind. As soon as he turned around, a high-heeled shoe hit him on the head.

"Damn it! That son of a bitch hit me Duan Hong is brewing a violent atmosphere. He didn't expect to be destroyed by others. The wound on his arm is shallow. Now he has stopped bleeding by himself. His violent feeling just now has been destroyed by the shoes.

Cangyue lost a shoe and limped, waving a sword and yelling: "you're a bastard. You don't chop so many people and play self mutilation? What's wrong with you? Reinforcements are coming. Did you call them? "

"Reinforcements?" When Duan Hongchao looked in front of him, he found that there were more than 20 people joining in the battle, but most of them were ordinary goods. Soon they were drowned by the crowd, and dozens of knives fell on them, becoming blood men.

"Is Xu Laosan also working with people?" Duan Hong took a look at the man. Although he was wearing a mask, he knew it was Lao Liu with his unique bow and dry hands.

The dozens of people who besieged Duan Hong looked at each other and rushed up again. Duan Hong gave a cold hum, bowed his waist, shrunk his head, and stretched out his arms. It took a circle like a wheel of wind and fire.

Immediately, three or four people were cut, which aroused the brutality of these people, completely lost their humanity, and rushed over again.

The fight continued.

Under the dim street lights, a group of people are running here like mad dogs. The first one is a short fat man. He is followed by a short man on the left, a thin man on the right, and a big man behind. There are more than ten people behind him, each with his tongue out and breathing.

"Drillmaster, it seems to be the front." The crowd slowed down and the dwarf pointed to the crowd ahead and cried.

It's the fat man and the camp.

Fat man hands at one stroke, motioned to the crowd not to speak, whispered: "don't panic, first look carefully, for a while don't hurt their own people." At the first sight, he saw Duan Hong, who was surrounded by the most people in the crowd. When his hand fell, someone would scream. Behind him was cangyue, a woman he knew. In front of him, there were more than a dozen people fighting. Each of them was chased by two or three people. It seemed that he could not last long.

"It seems that these people should help brother Hong. They all wear masks. They're very professional. I can't be an amateur, either. The fat man will be the best one. " He thought in his heart. He took out a mask from behind. It was all white, with only two black eyes. It was stolen from Duan Hong.

It is said that he wore this mask when he was fighting in the Shura arena. The fat man always wanted to go to the Shura arena and gave it to Duan Hongshun.

"All units, prepare to fight." Fat man pulled out a dog leg knife with gold handle from his back. This was a gift from his instructor when he came out of Siberian sled dog training camp.

More than a dozen people behind him looked at the golden knife in his hand, and looked at the rusty spear in his hand, and despised the fat man.

At this time, suddenly the fat man saw the fire on the roof, and immediately a man fell to the ground, exclaiming: "fortunately, I didn't come forward in time, and there were still snipers?"

"Wax gourd, Erdan, you two teams rush over. Remember, let's get rid of brother Hong first, and according to what I said, we must fight separately according to team cooperation. You can deal with two at most. There are about 100 of them. Be careful." The fat man gives orders.

"Yes Wax gourd waved his hand, led behind six people quietly rushed past, two eggs led the rest of the people from the other side.

Fat man looked at the roof, slowly stepped on the roof, this is a ten story office building, commanding, most suitable for sniper attack.

I don't know how many people are inside. Fat people dare not make the elevator rashly. They climb up the stairs slowly. When they get to the top of the building, they are more careful. Snipers usually have keen hearing and feeling.

In order not to let them find themselves, the fat man took off his shoes. Seeing that the skylight on the roof was open, he climbed forward like a ghost.

Take a peek.

Sure enough, the two men climbed on the ground, carrying two sniper guns, pulling the trigger from time to time through the sight, nodding and shaking their heads from time to time.

Nodding is hitting, shaking is not hitting.

Although there is still some distance between them, the fat man can see at a glance that they are both armed with 7.62mm sniper rifles from Galil, Israel. There are few such rifles. They are the products of the mid-1980s, and few people use them now.

However, the performance of this gun is good, 600 meters can have a very high accuracy, and can adapt to a variety of harsh environments.

Fat eyes greedy swallowing saliva, if the training camp to make two sniper rifles, it seems good, like a tiger!

"Hey, hey, it's mine." The fat man groped slowly.

The two snipers were obviously not very professional. They were still discussing while launching: "Oh, shit, that guy ran away, otherwise I would be the third one."

"Hey, Tony, as a good sniper, you can't have any temper. You have to be like a black mamba snake. If you don't move, you will be killed."

"Oh no! DES, I want to be a cobra. "

The two are still joking.

Fat see no challenge, casually loud way: "I let you do dead snake!"

Tony and des were shocked. They turned around and saw a white faced guy with a knife in his hand. First of all, I was scared. If I look at it carefully, it's just a mask.

Fat people don't give them a chance to draw guns, puff! One by one, he killed the two people and threw their bodies down from the tenth floor.

The fat man put his mountain knife in the back of his waist, bent down and looked at the two sniper guns, as if a virgin's eyes were hot when he saw a beautiful woman.

He skillfully removed the clip, withdrew the bullets one by one, and then loaded them one by one. A total of 25 7.62mm pointed bullets were fired.

"The things are good, the maintenance is good." The fat man pulled down the bolt and loaded the bullet. There was a sense of excitement in his heart, as if he had returned to Siberia to kill the bear with a shotgun.

Through the sight to accurately see the face of everyone in Manchu and Han banquet square, he moved to cangyue's face.

"Wow, this chick is good. Good chest, hehe. " His face was obscene, and he pulled the trigger subconsciously when he saw a man behind her trying to sneak attack.

"Whew."

The bullet went right through the man's chest. The entrance was small, but the exit was like a bowl. This is the power of the pointed bomb. It deflects and produces an explosive exit when it encounters obstacles such as bones and muscles in the human body.

Cangyue was stunned for a moment, and looked at the opposite roof with a suspicious face. There was a stab in the other side, and she had to face it again.

"Hey, hey." The fat man wiped his saliva and moved the gun to Duan Hong. Seeing the corpses lying around him, he said sourly, "this guy is really abnormal!"

At this time, a walkie talkie nearby made a hula Hula sound, and the fat man quickly picked it up.

"What are you two doing? Shoot. Didn't you hear what I said just now? Shoot the man with the dagger. Don't care if he has an accomplice. He deserves to be killed. Do you hear me

"Er - yes." Fat man turns off the intercom.

Dequan looked down at the top of the building and thought, "how did their voices change?"