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"Da Da Da!"

The sound of automatic weapons rumbling could be heard. Suddenly, the open space in front of the fishing village turned into a slaughterhouse!

Wherever the bullets went, blood and flesh flew everywhere. In a few seconds, more than half of Kessler's men were killed!

"A trap!"

Ye Zheng's hands were quick, he pulled Kessler down to the ground, and a rain of bullets swept past their hair.

In front of them, the mercenaries and ninjas fell to the ground like fallen trees.

The captain of Team B, Primick, had been shot in half by a dense barrage of bullets that cut him in two. His death was a terrible sight to behold.

Xiangguan Lingnai was more vigilant, crawling on the ground from the very beginning. Although she had avoided a crisis, she was suppressed to the point that she couldn't move.

"Jia Te Lin?"

Ye Zheng's pupils constricted, he was able to determine the type of weapon they were from their voices.

Gatlin, an automatic firepower weapon, could fire thousands of rounds in a row, but because of its weight it was used only as an onboard or vehicle weapon.

"Ghost Fog!"

The organization had obviously been prepared, and lured the people of the Shan Wang Group here, gathering and annihilating them.

"Two!" Cross fire! "

Kessler gritted his teeth as he saw the casualties of the mercenaries and ninjas.

These armed forces were his new "Shan Wang Group".

The president had the ability to settle down. He never would have thought that he would fall flat on his head here!

"Ninjas actually have Jia Te Lin?"

Ye Zheng laughed bitterly.

"Left side, right side."

Kessler looked into Ye Zheng's eyes and gave a brief suggestion.

According to the shape of the fire net and the direction of the sound, he had already located the two Gatlin's.

Kessler believed that Ye Zheng must have figured out the location of the weapon as well.

"Let's act at the same time and see which nation's military experts are more outstanding."

Ye Zheng nodded in agreement.

As the bullets swept past the gap, Ye Zheng and Kessler jumped up, flying towards the left and right sides respectively.

Ye Zheng rushed to the left. After two quick leaps, he had already caught the location of the first Jia Te Lin. Behind a bush near the fishing village, a man dressed in a black night attire and looking like a ninja was skillfully operating the Jia Te Lin.

"Ninjas are better prepared than regular soldiers!" How dare you! "

Ye Zheng growled, and pounced towards the enemy.

Suddenly, two cold lights flashed by, and rushed towards Ye Zheng. One was slashing Ye Zheng's neck, and the other was flying towards Ye Zheng's legs!

Ye Zheng understood. "Ghost Fog."

A team of four Gatling players, two automatic weapons, and two saber-wielding players lurking nearby to provide protection.

The two saber-wielding ninjas combined almost perfectly.

Ye Zheng was in the air, he had no way of borrowing the force, as though he could no longer dodge the attacks of the two people.

However, Ye Zheng extended both of his fists out, releasing all his Qi, causing a burst of energy to break the faces of the two ninja who were standing a few meters away.

The two of them fell to the ground on their backs as if they had been electrocuted, the straight saber in their hands flung to the side.

The Ninja who operated Jia Te Lin and his companion who was feeding the bullets saw Ye Zheng's might and couldn't help but be shocked.

They were so flustered that they wanted to turn Jia Te Lin to attack Ye Zheng, but Ye Zheng's movements was like a ghost, dexterously rushing over.

Two sounds were heard as two Ninjas' necks were broken and they fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, Kessler was closing in on the Gatlin team on the right.

Unfortunately, although Kessler was agile, he was injured and his speed was slightly slower. By the time he was six or seven meters away from his opponent, Jia Te Lin was already aiming for his chest.

Kessler reacted quickly. As he lowered his body, a dense barrage of bullets passed overhead, and he rolled on the ground until he reached the inner circle of the Gatlin team.

A few cold stars struck, and Kessler dodged to one side, ninja darts nailed to the ground.

One held a straight knife, the other a flying sickle with a chain, and the two ninja attacked Kessler.

Kessler leapt up and pulled the Heavy Tiger from behind him.

A cold light flashed across the katana, and the two armed ninjas started bleeding profusely from their chests, falling down from the back.

Although Kessler had killed two Ninjas, his actions were too extreme. The wounds on his body were affected and he could not help but groan in pain.

The two Gatling operators tried to aim their weapons at Kessler, but the bang!

Two crisp sounds rang out as the two Ninjas were hit in the head. They didn't even make a sound before falling to the ground.

Kessler looked over his shoulder and saw the captain of Team C, Monk, sprawled on the ground with a wounded shoulder and an M-4 with a scope in his hand. He gave Kessler a slight nod.

The two teams from Gatlin had been killed, and the fishing village had become deathly silent. Only the scattered corpses on the open ground and the low moans of the injured could be heard.

Angry, Kessler tore off a Gatlin and began shooting madly at the wooden houses in the fishing village, sending only splinters of wood flying.

"They're not here!"

Ye Zheng reminded her loudly.

But Kessler didn't seem to hear. He was still firing, as if venting his anger.

"Kessler, stop!"

Ye Zheng roared.

Kessler's Gatling had run out of bullets and was overheated, giving off white smoke.

"The danger has not passed! We have to get the rest of the people back safely. "

Ye Zheng walked over with large strides and grabbed Kessler's shoulder.

Kessler's expression was a little despondent, and his dark blue eyes seemed to have turned a deathly gray.

"You are the president of Shan Wang Group! Don't disappoint everyone! "

Ye Zheng bellowed, and Kessler seemed to have woken up from a dream.

In the battle of the Kawahara mountain, Kessler's schemes were deep, his style was ruthless. He could be considered the leader of a generation, but in this raid, his performance was not satisfactory.

"Xiao Chuhuan?"

Ye Zheng sighed in his heart.

Xiao Chuhuan was like a entangled thread, entangling Kessler's mind and body.

If Kessler was not in a hurry to succeed and easily took the risk, he would not have been ambushed by the ghost fog tissue.

"Guild Leader, our men have suffered too many casualties."

Xiangguan Lingnai stood in front of Kessler, her face pale and covered in dust, looking to be in a sorry state.

"Retreat!"

Kessler's voice was dry.

However, very quickly, the remaining people of the Shan Wang Group realized that they were actually going to "retreat".

He had lost his chance!

A cold light flashed. This time, it was not an automatic weapon's wild fire, but an accurate attack from a ninja's secret weapon!

Not only was there a four-pronged ninja dart, there was also a shuriken and a blown arrow soaked in venom!

Amidst miserable cries, more than a dozen of them were hit and fell to the ground.

Ye Zheng's pupils contracted, he suddenly increased his Spirit Qi and formed a wall of Qi around his body, blocking the incoming concealed weapons.

Kessler and Xiangguan Lingnai waved their long blades, causing a cold light to flash as they destroyed the hidden weapons one by one.

Monk the Central Asian mercenary captain of Squad C stood up stubbornly, holding his M-4 and cursing roughly as he fired crazily into the darkness.

Several ninja darts were nailed to his body, causing him to bleed profusely.

One of the magazine was finished, so he took out a new magazine from the bag on his tactical vest. Before he could put it on, a blown arrow had already pierced through his throat.

"Monk!"

Kessler's heart felt like a knife.

During tonight's operation, he had actually lost two experienced mercenary captains. Such a loss was simply irreparable!

"The hunter has finally fallen into the trap."

A cold light flashed, and a thin figure appeared in front of Kessler, his voice full of ridicule.