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Chapter 310 Dead Man

That night, two dark gray figures flipped out from the exterior wall of Liuyuan.

A gray-white dog followed closely behind, but was dragged back by a young woman, carried it on her shoulder and sent it back to the house.

"How is your dog?"

Captain He listened to the sobs of the dog behind him in a worried manner and asked Du He in a low voice.

"Don't worry, he is pretending. That dog is heavier than Jiang Ling. Although Ah Ling is so mean, it is not easy to beat him to cry." Du and Anwei He Commander.

Captain He subconsciously felt something strange, but he threw this idea behind his mind in a flash.

Because they had arrived at the pre-inquiry location, a villa by the sea.

Du He has never been here before, and it seems that it has always been very remote. I remember that the beach is covered with gravel, and there are huge reefs buried in the water in the shallow water. It is difficult to stop the boat, and there is no seafood, only a little barnacle that is difficult to deal with, so there are few people who are not able to deal with.

"When did someone build a villa here? Do you like to eat kelp?" Du He whispered to the owner of the house.

Captain He hid in the middle of the rocks, and his dark gray clothes hid him perfectly. From a distance, he looked almost as blurry as the night. "When I came here last month, there was no house here."

"...why are you here?" Du He asked strangely.

"Pick barnacles, otherwise." Captain He looked even more strange than Du He.

Du He choked and whispered, "I thought a national hero like you would not pick barnacles."

"I love to eat that. Who said I am a hero? I am not dead again." Captain He said casually, mocking him and not even letting go of himself.

Du He Dun felt that Captain He's heroic halo had been shattered half. For a dream-level character, Captain He has no stains, has a good income, has a good family background, and has made great contributions. He is a real and powerful person. However, when such a person is associated with the image of picking barnacles with his trousers, his painting style suddenly becomes very strange.

"Oh, Brother He, if those ladies knew that you would be fartable, they would probably not worship you at all." Du He felt his idol falling from the altar and shattered, and was very worried about the girls who regarded Captain He as his dream lover.

Such a down-to-earth person doesn't know if they will have a heart attack on the spot like Xizi after they know it.

"Shh, a car is coming." Captain He suddenly raised his index finger and stood up. At the same time, Du He, who felt the ground shake, closed his mouth.

Almost at the same time, the lights of the car shone from the end of the road. Just now, a lamp suddenly lit up at the door of the villa, and under the lamp was a haggard old man.

Du He blinked his eyes and seemed to see some blurry shadows spread out from behind the old man into the night.

It was too late to tell Captain He because it was obvious that he felt something was wrong.

Captain He was tense all over, and the muscles on his face seemed angular due to tension.

Suddenly, Captain He's eyes widened and suddenly put on the mask on his face. Du He didn't have time to think too much, so he subconsciously did it. The next moment, several dark purple shadows bounced towards them together.

The fight happened silently.

The sound of the weapon waving was almost negligible, and no one screamed, only the sound of gasping and the sound of feet stepping on the sand and stones.

Du He avoided a short sword handed over from behind, and narrowly avoided the dart coming towards him, then caught a scimitar that was spinning in the air, flew him out with his backhand, and the sound of muscles being split from the air came from the air.

Du He was afraid for the first time.

These people didn't even sound even to die!

Purple shadows kept pounceing on each other, and they seemed to have no intention of leaving them with their lives. Du He and Captain He wanted to retreat.

Originally, it was for spying, but it encountered a stronger blow from the other party. Then this visit obviously would not have any results. They would be alarmed and they could only retreat to follow up, provided that if they could escape unscathed.

Du He took the initiative to get a knife on his arm, and grabbed a gap between the advance and retreat of these people. He put the knife on one of them in the neck while the rabbit rose and fell. He thought that he could threaten the hostages, but the hostage did not wait for Du He to express his opinion. He knocked Du He on Du He's knife and wiped his neck without hesitation.

Du He subconsciously threw away the knife in his hand. The blade fell on the stone, making a crisp collision sound. The old man who was waiting under the lamp suddenly raised his head, and the crutch in his hand shattered the lamp above his head with one lift.

The car that was approaching in the distance suddenly turned and left quickly, looking like it was not nostalgic, and there was not even a pause to wait and see.

All of this made Du He frightened.

Such a strict and stern system cannot be cultivated by one family casually. Just the courage to break his neck like a watermelon just now requires at least several generations of cultivation to raise such a dead soldier.

Du He bit his tongue suddenly.

Today is the time to get full energy.

The old man under the lamp must know something, but these dead men would not give Du He any chance to get close there, and they didn't even want to give them a chance to leave alive.

Captain He and Du He stood back to back, and the dead soldiers surrounded the two together silently. The night was heavy, and no one noticed how scarlet the blood was here.

"There is one more bullet."

Captain He whispered.

Du He touched a small bag on his body and whispered to Captain He, "Have you ever played Frisbee?"

"All shots are hit." Captain He said without hesitation.

"I brought a gadget, 30% of the chance, whether to do it?" Du He said again. If Mr. Du was there, he might have recognized what the so-called gadget was, but Captain He didn't know. According to his imagination, this thing was at most.

"I've done it, my hands are almost unconscious." Captain He was still decisive.

Du He was solemn and respectful. Those who accomplish great things are calm when they are major events. At the critical moment of life and death, it is indeed admirable that Captain He is so decisive and sober.

Although the 30% chance at this time is equivalent to no chance for the two, dealing with the situation on the spot can be said to be the last life-saving straw.

They had guns, but under the night, the regiment commander with only six bullets dared not fire at all. They could only use it to force the enemy back in critical moments. Once the bullets were exhausted, they had no way out.

Fortunately, those people seemed to have only brought cold weapons, but both of them were injured. If they continued to waste like this, they would definitely die. Since that's the case, it's time to toss the coin.

Du He took out the paper bag from his pocket, then pulled out a match and a cigarette from the paper bag, and put it to his mouth.

He never smokes, so does Captain He.

However, when Du He handed the smoke to Captain He, Captain He took it and took a deep breath.

The next moment, the cigarette was pinned on the greased paper bag and threw it towards the most of the dead soldiers.

With a "bang", Captain He held a gun, aimed and fired bullets, and made it all in one go, with his movements coherent and beautiful, as if he was a demonstration in a textbook.

Du and Yilahe Group Commander, both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

What followed was the huge fire and explosion sound, and the air waves were centered on the landing point, covering everyone within ten meters indiscriminately.
Chapter completed!
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