Chapter 288： Real giant

Some of them directly swooped in from the lobby on the first floor, attacked the police violently, and rushed upstairs.

Some shot with a line gun from the building opposite the hook and slid it in with a rope.

Some fly from height to the roof like flying bats, and invade from the roof corridor.

After waves of ups and downs, the mercenaries could not kill them like locusts.

They are all heavily armed and carry heavy weapons. They are completely private troops and even have some abilities.

In this case, the police force was killed in less than ten minutes.

"Relax, you can't die, you protect Miss Ye and Professor Huang!"

Qiu Gong was on the first floor downstairs, in a room, sitting on the floor against the wall, breathing heavily, smiling boldly.

His chest was broken, his shoulders were torn apart, and his mouth was constantly bleeding.

"This old man, the bones are so hard! I shot him and still carry them!"

At the end of the corridor, offices, and bathrooms, seventeen or eight black water mercenaries are scattered and occupied, with guns and cold weapons.

Blackwater mercenaries, also known as Blackwater Security Consultants, are nominally security guards, but they are better equipped than the regular US Army and played an important role in the Iraq war. They are called special forces outside the US government.

This time, the most powerful elite in Blackwater was dispatched, and all of them were on the mercenary list.

Qiu Gong held a white ape bone knife in his right hand, and a grenade in his left hand, which was captured from the mercenaries, and was prepared to die with them once they rushed up.

His blood was draining, there were three gunshot wounds all over his body, and there was still a penetrating wound on his shoulder, and his hands could not be lifted.

Suddenly, a bang sounded, the dust was flying, and the left and right walls were blown up by micro-blasting devices.

Without waiting for the dust to dissipate, seven or eight mercenaries burst in from both sides, Qiu Gong wanted to ring a grenade and slammed.

For example, mercenaries who were close to the enemy, out of instinct, pulled the trigger and the bullet burst.

Qiu Gong's wrist holding the grenade was beaten with blood, and the grenade jumped to the side before it could ring.

At the same time, eight crossbow guns aimed at Qiu Gong's legs and fired in unison, and the sound of the sharp heart breaking into the flesh became one.

Qiu Gong stumbled back and forth, leaning on the trunk behind him, and his two trouser legs were dripping with blood. He smiled sorrowfully, exposing the tragic end of the strong crossbow, beckoning several people in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "There is a way to spend time with Lao Tzu!"

Qiu Gong was unwilling, how could he be forced into a desperate situation by this group of clutters with more wins and less shame.

"Chinese warrior, I always admire it very much."

Behind the eight, there were more tall and well-balanced men of individual type, with live ammunition and handsome looks, with a black cloth on their heads, capable and cool.

A somewhat gentleman-like foreign man has a nickname that is not in good shape with his appearance-Satan.

Satan, the meaning of the devil in the Bible.

This man used to be the awe-inspiring devil chief of the 2,500 people of the Delta Force. NATO called it the most powerful creature in the North American continent, and is now the general counsel of the Blackwater mercenaries, and the most powerful of them.

"You, failing to admit to the camera, I will not kill you." Satan raised his pistol, the Chinese language was a bit jerky, and his smile was full of jokes.

The Huaxia warrior had brought him too much humiliation. He wanted to get back the dignity of the world's top mercenaries.

"Fart!" Qiu Gong scolded.

Satan roughly understood what it meant to fart, sneered, and aimed at Qiu Gong's brows.

Qiu Gong stalked his neck, without blinking, to see for himself how he died.

For a time, he thought of Ye Gufeng, Jiangbei Qunhao, and his whole life, and Jiang Tian, ​​and his heart filled with sadness.

He is by no means greedy for life and fear of death. He will never see these familiar people from now on.

"The general will inevitably die in front of him. I have enough books. I haven't lived for nothing in this life."

"Unfortunately, Master Jiang, I did not follow your order to the last one. In the next life, I will be a running dog under your door to create endless glory together."

Qiu Gong raised his head, waiting for death.

At the door of the office, two mercenaries were on guard. Suddenly a loud noise came, and the two turned back subconsciously.

A ghost image was close at hand, like ghosts, and the two were so shocked that they had no time to shoot. A sharp cold mang surpassed the limit that human eyes can recognize and crossed out.

The two mercenaries stood blankly, their eyes gradually fainted, and a thin red line spread from the top of the head to the bottom of the crotch.

The next moment, the thin red line suddenly expanded, and a rattling sound--

Both corpses were split into two from the middle, and the steaming internal organs flowed to the ground.

The wind-like figure rushed into the room like a ghost, and several wind blades rushed out abruptly.

Wind blades followed one after another, almost like a dragon of wind blades, without any gap.

The seven mercenaries who shot and wounded Qiu Gong fell to the ground without exception, and were killed, and even their helmets and bulletproof vests were cut.

"Master Huajing, Jiang Taichu!"

Satan flashed the blade of the wind at the limit speed, looked at Jiang Tian in horror, and did not expect him to attack so quickly.

"Oh, you can be a bit able to escape my wind blade!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, did not wait to raise the pistol, and hit seven or eight wind blades directly.

"what!"

In the fierce screams, Satan was blown up by the wind blade, hit the wall and slipped down, his blood was flowing, and the special desert eagle made of pure gold was cut in two.

"Hua Xia Budo is really strong"

Satan uttered these words, her pupils gradually turned, her head crooked, and she died of anger.

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"Master Jiang!"

Qiu Gong shuddered, then leaned against the wall and laughed wildly, with tears in his eyes.

Desperate, suddenly seeing hope, seeing Master Jiang descend from the sky like a god, the huge psychological gap makes this iron-bone martial arts strong man really unbearable, and wants to cry fast.

"Qiugong, how about walking around the gate of the ghost gate?"

Jiang Tian squatted down, pulled out arrow bullets for this loyal ally, and found a bottle of Wuyu intermittent cream to use it.

"I don't feel much. From the day I set foot on martial arts, I expected this day!"

Seeing Jiang Tian treat the wound carefully, Qiu Gong's eyes were filled with tears and moved.

He leaned against the wall, smiling upwards, with infinite pride, and lit a flue: "One foot in, really, a good man 18 years later!"

He had killed his life, and the old man was hot. He had been numb to death by life and death.

"Live well, you are dead, what do your wife and children do?" Jiang Tian smiled.

He quickly healed the wound, cast a few healing spells, and Jiang Tian shot upstairs again.

Qinger also rushed over, sweeping downstairs, screaming, the enemy fell down one after another, the couple fought side by side, almost unilateral slaughter.

Ten minutes later, the two met together in the president's office. Jiang Tian smiled and said, "I killed fifty-three, how many of you?"

"Fifty-eight, remember to make breakfast tomorrow!" Zhao Xueqing smiled proudly and pushed open the president's office.

"Mr. Jiang is here!"

"We are saved!"

Seeing Jiang Tian coming in, Huang Zhihui and Yiying middle and senior executives who were so frightened that they prayed in vain and prayed with joy and joy.

Ye Ziwei, who had been struggling to keep calm, could no longer control her heart, her heart was loose, and the tears were falling down.

"Husband, there are 32 batches tonight. More than a hundred mercenaries and mercenaries from different organizations have fallen, enough to deter most of the dark world's powerhouses, right?"

Standing side by side with Jiang Tian in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhao Xueqing recovered calmly and overlooked the brilliant night scene with a smile.

These killers and mercenaries are all well-known existences on the killing list, enough to deter the dark forces that slay the Jiang family.

"No, not enough!"

Jiang Tian stood with his hands in his hands, gently shook his head, his eyes flashed a sharp killing, and coldly:

"There is still a lack of a real giant. Kill him, and those forces will be deterred, and they will really understand what the cost of offending the Jiang family is!"

"Who?" Zhao Xueqing asked puzzled.

"The warlord of this operation, one of the seven giants in the big circle, the sun **** Apollo!"

Jiang Tian smiled.

The words didn't fall, Jiang Tian's powerful consciousness, the limit triggered, like a raging sea of ​​raging waves, and then rushed down to the sky, shoved in all directions, covering the millions of Jinling City.

Under the shroud of the powerful deity of Sushenjue, the Great Jinling seemed to Jiang Tian to be transparent, and everything could not escape his deities.

"Got you!"

There was a sneer in the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth, and God's consciousness had locked a ball of light shining like the scorching sun, powerful and blazing.

Jiang Tian opened the window and shot straight out. It instantly fell to the top of a building more than 100 meters away.

"Husband, we are together!" Qing Erjiao sighed and quickly followed her body.

"This jump? No, it's flying!"

The crowd was stunned for a while, seeing a scene that made them unforgettable.

"Qing'er turned out to be a cultivator, so powerful!" Ye Ziwei was shocked.

"Well, Mrs. Jiang is like a dragon and a phoenix, so she is worthy of Jiang Tian. How can my daughter compare with her?"

Seeing this, after being shocked, Huang Zhihui was dismayed and bitter in his heart.

Yuhuashi Park, late at night.

It was dark and inaccessible.

"Operation failed, more than a hundred mercenaries, including the Golden Scorpion, this Jiang Taichu was so powerful!"

On the Yuhua Terrace, between the dense forest, a handsome blond young man held a jade plate-like instrument, his face was dignified.

He was wearing a tuxedo, holding a civilization stick, and stepping on leather shoes made by an old Italian shoemaker, like an old gentleman.

In his hand was a magical instrument indicated by signs of life, from the hands of an ancient magician in Western Europe.

There are more than a hundred tiny rubies in it. When the monitoring target is still alive, the ruby ​​blinks constantly, and once it stops blinking, it means that the target is dead.

Just in half an hour, these rubies stopped flickering, and in the end, the entire jade plate magic instrument became a heart-breaking obscurity.

"The air is so viscous, is it going to rain! Very bad weather!" Apollo, looking handsome, looked up at the sky, feeling very depressed.

"what?"

Suddenly, Apollo frowned, looking deep into the sky, frowning:

"What a powerful mental power! I did not expect that Huaxia had such a terrible spiritual power. I thought that Huaxia only knew martial arts!"

"Jiang Taichu is really good. However, you shouldn't be wrong, you shouldn't provoke us!"

However, the next moment, Apollo laughed lightly, and there was a strong and hot light flickering between his eyes, an incandescent, like the sunlight.

His eyes pierced through the void, and he looked into the distance, climbing with a terrible murderous spirit, snorting cryingly: "Since you are here, then I will kill you! I also saved 500 million for the big circle The reward! "