When the gun is activated here, the others can't take care of so many things. They draw out their pistols and start pouring bullets on each other.

Bang, bang, bang...

A loud gunshot sounded on the road, and the sound came into the coniferous forest and was quickly swallowed up.

The bullets hit the bus's body and crackled. Amid a series of Mars and screams, there were countless holes left on the iron sheet of the car. After suffering huge casualties, the tomahawk personnel finally stabilized temporarily. They used the car as a cover to start shooting with the Black Belt people. The two sides fought back and forth, and started a life-and-death gun battle.

Although the number of people on the Black Belt is not as large as that on the Battle Axe, they are all elite. Their shooting skills are very accurate, and they are either dead or injured when they take action. The Battle Axe is under considerable psychological pressure, and many people are scared to be so scared that they can't even shoot guns. Some people are timid and want to escape. But as soon as they leave the cover of the car, they are caught up by bullets and knocked to the ground.

Since Vladimir came to them, their fate was destined. When the bullets of both sides were almost the same, the two sides changed from hot weapons to cold weapons.

Xie Wendong and Vladimir were far away from the battle circle, listening to the sound of killing in the distance and the Tomahawks who were knocked over one after another, they all silently lit a cigarette and leaned against the car door and smoked each other.

Xie Wendong raised his head, narrowed his eyes into slits, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Mr. Xie, how are my people? You're doing well." Vladimir held a cigar with his fingers, looking so full of spirit. In his eyes, something very good was just ordinary to Xie Wendong. Two hundred elite soldiers fought about 400 ordinary gang members. If they couldn't win this battle, they might as well die.

Xie Wendong doesn't like to flatter others, but it's not good to give the other person too much face. He didn't express his opinion on this, took a deep breath of cigarette, and then slowly vomited out: "What do you want to do after the war? Your people know what to do."

"I have already explained it and deliberately left some clues to let the Tomahawk people find the place where we live. Let us set up another trap and let them drill in. Let the Tomahawk people know that their so-called advantages are not necessarily advantages, and our disadvantages are not necessarily disadvantages. So what if there are too many people, we will still clean up. We must let the enemy live under conspiracy and fear, and let the black belt brothers in the Minglou know that they are not lonely and helpless, and we have never given up on them."

After hearing this, Xie Wendong nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that Vladimir had indeed put his thoughts in his head.

"Oh," Xie Wendong nodded and sighed heavily: "It's really a troublesome thing to go deep into the battle alone. It's really not easy for us to help the Black Belt brothers in Minglou gain a foothold in the hinterland of the battle axe."

"If it really doesn't work, I'll send a group of people from the front line to help us." Vladimir was also considering this issue. However, once his method was proposed, it was rejected by Xie Wendong.

Xie Wendong said seriously: "It's not appropriate, at least not now. First of all, the battle axe has suffered a loss once, so I must be prepared for it. We have fewer people to adjust and will not play any role. If there are more people to adjust, our people will never come back if they fall into the heavy siege of the battle axe. What's more, there is a Ghost Tiger Gang behind us now. We must keep enough people on the front line to confront the Ghost Tiger Gang and the Battle Axe.

"Mr. Xie, as you say, isn't our plan to sneak attack on the Tomahawk headquarters this time not very useful?"

"You can't say that. If Leo can be killed this time, we can not only drag the battle axe to death, but also destroy the alliance between the Ghost Tiger Gang and it, and deal a heavy blow to the Ghost Tiger Gang. The prospect is still very optimistic." Xie Wendong said with a white breath and a smile.

Vladimir rubbed his hands and was very grateful: "Mr. Xie, you are really my best friend and Black Belt. If it weren't for your help, I really wouldn't know how to face the two powerful enemies, the Ghost Tiger Gang and the Tomahawk at the same time."

Xie Wendong patted his back and narrowed his eyes and said, "You said that we are friends. If friends have difficulties, of course they have to stand up. What's more, I still have 20 to 30% of the shares in Tchaikovsky Oil Company. If the black belt collapses, wouldn't my tens of billions of rubles be wasted?"

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In the early stage, he needed to use the influence of the black belt to gain a foothold in the unfamiliar land of Russia so as not to make the local forces disgusted. In the later stage, after the local forces slowly accept it, he would have deeper considerations. Perhaps one day, he would turn his back on the black belt and control it in his own hands.

This seems cruel, but under the survival of the fittest, some things that should have been eliminated will always be replaced by others.

Xie Wendong had planned that if he really came to this point in the future, he would definitely think of a way that Vladimir could accept and to keep their family prosperous for a lifetime.

This is the only thing Xie Wendong can do.

After hearing Xie Wendong's words, Vladimir smiled upwards, but his smile was a little bitter. Compared to Xie Wendong, he was too cowardly and useless. Sometimes even he himself felt that Xie Wendong was more suitable for the position of the Pope of the Black Belt. Of course, no matter how much he thought about it, who would be willing to give his most precious things to others?

They chatted like this, and before they knew it, more than twenty minutes passed. Just as they knew it, they were planning to get warm in the car, a Russian man covered in blood, jogged all the way toward this side with a bloody steel knife.

The people on Vladimir's side looked at it and quickly said, "Don't be excited, we are our own."

After hearing this, the brothers around Xie Wendong put down their guns.
Chapter completed!