Huang Laoliu had silver-gray tape wrapped around his face, and he could not see anything, but he heard a gunshot. At this moment, his guess was: Lao Qi must have run back to save us, but they discovered it again.

"Lao Qi, why are you so stupid?"

Huang Laoliu couldn't speak, so he could only shout in his heart: "What are you doing when you come back? Just a knife is like fighting them. Do you think you are Xiao Li Feidao? Save this life and find a way to return to Huahai, find the other four brothers, and avenge us!"

I was anxious, but I had no choice but to imagine.

But then, someone came over and pulled off all the tape on his head in a few seconds. This man was very heavy and he was not polite at all. Huang Laoliu felt that a large piece of his skin was pulled away by the tape, and thousands of eyelashes were missing, but he still tried very hard to squint his eyes...

Then he was shocked.

"It's you?"

However, these two words were not spoken out, and they could only be expressed in an extremely surprised look, because the tape on the mouth had not been pulled off.

At the same time, seven people on the two yachts heard gunshots coming from the farmhouse. They also believed that Lin Laoqi had sneaked back and wanted to save the person.

"court death!"

In the cabin of the yacht, a middle-aged man wearing a white suit with a long scar on his eyes and holding a wine glass was obviously not very flexible. After a cold snorting, he shouted outside the cabin: "A Gui, take two people over and take a look. If there is any situation, fire a few shots."

After giving the order, he took out a large silver hand gun from the drawer of the wine cabinet and made a move to raise the gun and shoot.

The movements were very standard, but he held a gun in his left hand because his right hand tendon was cut off by a tiger of the seven tigers of Huahai more than 20 years ago. Even though he went to the hospital to pick it up, he became a semi-disabled state and could only do some simple movements.

Also, the scar at the corner of the eye was also done by the tiger.

"Jiang Laowu, you are lucky, you didn't come this time."

He held his gun and half-squinted his eyes, as if he could pull the trigger at any time, and murmured: "If you want your brother's life, just exchange your own life!"

While he was muttering here, his capable general, "White Ghost" and his two younger brothers got off the boat and drove the flashlight toward the farmhouse.

Both brothers were five consecutive shotguns with short barrels, while Bai Gui was carrying a Ml6 assault rifle from Thailand. Of course, the origin of this rifle should be a company in the United States or Canada.

Bai Gui is 32 years old this year. His identity is not just a gold medal thug in the underworld gang. It can be said that his life experience is quite complicated. Before he was twenty-five, he worked as a special forces soldier. For some reason, he came out of the army and went to Thailand to be a professional killer.

After staying in Thailand for less than two years, I felt really not used to the life there, and if I stayed there, I would go crazy. So I returned to China and became a professional gunman, but not a gunman who helped others write articles, but a gunman who specializes in serving underworld gangs. I really have the courage to shoot and kill people.

Later, he was not appreciated by the current boss "Hong Biao" and spent a lot of money to keep him by his side, which led to his roots in Yuntai City.

The reason why he is nicknamed Baigui is that his hair is silver-white. For some reason, after returning from Thailand, his white hair kept growing wildly, and in anger, it was all dyed white.

Hong Biao had long said that if the matter of Huahai Qihu could be settled, he would be rewarded with a big red envelope of 10 million yuan for Bai Gui.

Ten million is this, but you have to get it even if you try your best. In the eyes of the White Ghost, the seven tigers of Huahai are no longer humans, but a vault.

A vault belonging to the boss Hong Biao, and there is also a share of mine. No one else can touch anyone else!

In the darkness, Bai Gui took his two little brothers to the farmhouse, but as he walked, he suddenly stopped. He gestured to stop the two little brothers behind him and did not make a sound. He also bowed slightly, stood flat without a gun, and aimed at a certain position in the grass with full of vigil.

At this moment, a little brother beside him swept the flashlight beam along the sight of Brother Gui...

Bai Gui's expression changed drastically, and without hesitation, he jumped horizontally into the grass on the other side of the roadside.

This is not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs!

The white ghost suddenly became alert, but could not be sure whether there was an ambush in the grass. It was just that with the combat awareness that had been developed over the years, he raised his gun and aimed at an approximate position. He might not necessarily shoot. He had to feel it quietly for a few seconds before talking.

In such darkness, even if there are people in the grass, the place has to withstand various restrictions on its sight, and he may not be able to see himself.

Now, the little brother around him shines the lights there cleverly, not telling the enemy clearly: OK, I have discovered you. If you don’t cum, I will cum you!

Although the White Ghost is not sure if there is any real danger, be careful not to make a big mistake. Just roll around and avoid it first.

Sure enough, the combat intuition really saved him.

Dada dada dada dada dada...

A certain position in the grass immediately began to spit out flames. Although it was not the position that the white ghost had just aimed at, the distance was only two or three meters.

"ah!"

With a scream, the two little brothers holding the flashlight in their hand were the clearest target in the darkness. If they aimed at the light source and shot, they would not be able to escape.

The powerful power of the AK rifle knocked down a little brother. Before he could fall to the ground, he was already dead.

The bullet shot through the bridge of the nose and flew out from the back of the head. The entire brain skull bloomed like a big chrysanthemum, and the brain matter inside was sprayed out like ink.

In fact, this bullet was purely a blind collision. The dragon in the grass was the first to aim at another guy. He shot "No. 1" a few times, and the muzzle was swept around again. One of the bullets exploded "No. 2" in the head. The second brother was only hit by this bullet, but he couldn't even scream.

The number one brother fell down, and he was shot three times in his chest and abdomen. From the front, there were only three small blood stains on his clothes, but there were three large holes on his back. The terrifying kinetic energy of the internal organs and quilts were torn apart. Although he was not completely dead, he could only lie on the ground in a twisted posture and twitch his limbs nervously.

The distance is only more than twenty meters, and the lethality of AK47 is so terrible.

Bubble has said that the comprehensive technology in the earth's world is not well developed, but the research and creation of destructive weapons are already quite sharp. Some types of weapons can cause considerable damage to the hell demons.

The two little brothers just fell down. In the grass, the dragon supported the ground with his palms. He suddenly got up, and he didn't even need the gun, and he rolled out of this position.

Tattatata...

The warrior's fighting consciousness also saved his life. He had just moved away less than two meters, and the position where he was originally lying down was swept by several bullets, so the grass leaves were broken and dust splashed.

If the dragon's reaction was only half a second slower, these few bullets would all hit his wide body.

One of them had no bullets and knocked over the AK rifle that was still on the ground. It was probably the gun would be ruined.

Fortunately, Dalong had a hand and no gun on his back, and he could shoot against the enemy a few times.

However, the dragon did not fire rashly. After landing, it had a series of churns, changing its positions irregularly, avoiding the continuous shooting of the white ghost as much as possible.

This kind of dodging is definitely useless if it is during the day. Based on the shaking of the grass and the white ghost's marksmanship, the movement trajectory of the dragon can definitely be predicted, and a few shots of bullets can hit him.

But now, the dragon has an amulet, that is, "Night". In the darkness, normal people's vision cannot be seen for a few meters, and the white ghost's night vision ability is not special. The reason why he was able to shoot so accurately just now was that he aimed at the position of the AK stair gun's fire. At this moment, he could only shoot blindly.

They are also talking about positions with voices. A warrior like Bai Gui is slightly worse than a warrior like Da Long.

Dada, dada, dada...

Bai Gui's several shots failed to touch the corner of Dalong's clothes. As a result, only thirteen rounds of bullets were left in his magazine, which was about the same capacity as the Dalong's hand gun magazine.

"There are thirteen rounds left without bullets..." Bai Gui is a qualified special forces soldier. Under any circumstances, he can calculate how many bullets he has without bullets.

In the darkness, it is really hard to do without bullets. If you want a blind cat to touch a dead mouse, you can hit the target in a mess, and your hit rate is extremely vague.

Similarly, in the past few shots, he was constantly moving and did not dare to stay in one place. Otherwise, he would die because of the flames at his muzzle.

Bang!

With a relatively crisp gunshot, the dragon pulled the trigger and shot based on his feelings.

Whoosh!

He was shocked by cutting a stem of grass beside Bai Gui with no gun and bullets. He immediately realized that in the darkness, his judgment seemed to be inferior to the other party.

If you don't have an advantage, then retreat immediately and never joke about your own life.

The white ghost held the gun and hugged his waist, and began to move back irregularly in the grass. As long as he could retreat fifty meters, the opponent's hand had no gun, and there would be no great threat. On the contrary, his own stairs had no guns and bullets. Once he hit a human body at a distance of hundreds of meters, he could still kill him.

The dragon did not chase him, and knew in his heart that this opponent was difficult to deal with. If he started a pursuit battle with him, he would have no advantage.

I originally planned to use up all his bullets and then slapped him to death with his own hands. But now, there are still many bullets in his gun, so of course I dare not chase him again.

At this moment, the situation changed!

The white ghost who was retreating with a gun suddenly stood upright and felt...

First, my hand tightened, and a bang! A gunshot sounded, and I pulled the trigger, firing a single bullet without a bullet, but I don’t know where it flew.

Then, the gun was removed.

At this point, Bai Gui saw a figure appearing in front of him, and he snatched his gun from his hands.

"Dalong, he didn't snatch it from his hand, there was only a dagger left on his body. Come and pinch him to death!"

Luo Chong shouted, then ran away and ran towards the yacht.

The gunfight between the dragon and the white ghost was crackling, and the yacht must have known that something had happened. In most cases, they would turn their damn propellers and escape.

If they escape, one of the guys will escape to South Korea again, wouldn’t it be a good deal for him!
Chapter completed!