Cang Hao had just killed one of the Gurkha mercenaries, and the other had already rushed to the side, and because the submachine gun was relatively long, Cang Hao didn't have time to turn the muzzle.

The Gurkha mercenary swept the scimitar over, and Cang Hao hurriedly lowered his head to snatch it, while the butt of the gun slammed into the opponent's abdomen.

This Gurkha mercenary staggered back a few steps, and at the same time, another Gurkha mercenary rushed up, Cang Hao didn't aim, and directly pulled the trigger.

There was a burst of gunfire, and more than a dozen bullets were fired, piercing the shoulder, abdomen and chest of the Gurkha mercenary.

But he still struggled to rush forward, and finally pounced on Cang Hao's body, forcing Cang Hao to the ground.

The second Gurkha mercenary regained his breath and rushed over and stabbed him with a Gurkha scimitar.

The Gurkha mercenary before blocked Cang Hao's body, he didn't avoid it at all, and the blade directly penetrated his companion's body and stabbed Cang Hao's thigh.

Cang Hao was in great pain, but he was also inspired by the pain to exert more strength, and he pulled out a dagger from his tactical vest and stabbed it at the opponent's foot.

The dagger pierced the sole of his foot and nailed it to the ground, and the other party howled miserably, and subconsciously reached out to pull out the dagger.

Without waiting for him to make a move, Cang Hao directly pulled out the dagger, and just at this time his waist bent down, and Cang Hao stabbed the dagger into his throat with his backhand.

A stream of blood arrows spurted out, and the Gurkha mercenary fell to the ground holding his throat, Cang Hao took the opportunity to push away the corpse on his body, just as the third Gurkha mercenary had already rushed forward.

As soon as Cang Hao raised his hand, the dagger shot out, hitting the forehead of the Gurkha mercenary.

That is, at the same time that this Gurkha mercenary fell, the fourth Gurkha mercenary rushed over, Cang Hao picked up the Gurkha scimitar on the ground, and jumped up to meet it.

As soon as the two of them looked at each other, the Gurkha mercenary only felt a light in his neck, and before he could take out the knife, his throat had been cut by Cang Hao.

The Gurkha mercenaries are fierce enough, and Cang Hao is still fine for self-preservation, but Liao Jiajun and Liu Tiansheng are becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

Both of them were injured, and a Gurkha mercenary had just swung a knife to chop Liao Jiajun, and Liu Tiansheng used all his strength to rush over and knock the other party down with his shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Tiansheng picked up a Gurkha scimitar from the ground and stabbed it at the other party's chest, followed by another knife, three knives in a row.

Liu Tiansheng completely forgot about the pain in his shoulder, and like this, he wanted to stab the other party into a pulp.

But Liu Tiansheng didn't have this opportunity, and a Gurkha mercenary rushed over from the oblique stab and slashed at the shoulder.

Liu Tiansheng subconsciously raised the knife to block it, and his shoulder shook, which affected the wound, and his movements slowed down.

The Gurkha mercenary kicked Liu Tiansheng to the ground with a kick in the chest.

Liao Jiajun was about to go over to help, but another Gurkha mercenary rushed in front of him, and the scimitar in his hand swung a white light and fell on the top of his head.

At this time, Konno Haru ran out of the last bullet, jumped down from the roof of the car, first smashed the butt of a rifle on the shoulder of the Gurkha mercenary who attacked Liu Tiansheng, then threw the gun to the ground, picked up a Gurkha scimitar and went over to support Liao Jiajun.

Liu Tiansheng could finally breathe a sigh of relief, although the pain in his shoulder was worse than just now, he knew that he had no chance to breathe, and swung his scimitar and slashed at his opponent.

Seeing that Cang Hao's side was gradually losing the upper hand, suddenly a burst of gunfire sounded not far away, and several Gurkha mercenaries who were attacking Liao Jiajun fell to the ground.

"Who?" Liao Jiajun hurriedly walked in the direction where the gunshots came, but saw Liao Chenghao, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and walked over.

He carried a submachine gun in one hand and raised it in different directions, often pulling the trigger to shoot a short shot.

Although the two guns were aimed in different directions, they did not affect Liao Chenghao's aiming at all, and almost none of them missed.

A Gurkha mercenary just shouted and rushed towards Liao Jiajun, and was directly fired by Liao Chenghao's right hand, and then Liao Chenghao's left hand also fired, accurately killing a Gurkha mercenary who was fighting fiercely with Konno Haru.

The bullets of the submachine gun ran out quickly, and Liao Chenghao did not change the magazine, but directly threw the gun on the ground and pulled out a desert eagle from his waist.

The Gurkha mercenaries didn't expect to kill a Cheng biting gold halfway, so they immediately adjusted their tactics, and the two Gurkha mercenaries rushed towards Liao Chenghao with shouts.

Liao Chenghao raised his hand and fired a shot, and the bullet from the Desert Eagle pierced the forehead of a Gurkha mercenary, blasting a huge hole in the back of the head.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Chenghao turned the muzzle of the gun and fired another shot, and another Gurkha mercenary was also shot in the head.

Liao Chenghao has always been chic and calm, not even his footsteps are chaotic at all, and he constantly turns the muzzle of the gun to shoot.

Soon, in his path, the corpses of a dozen Gurkha mercenaries were dropped.

In the end, Liao Chenghao came to Liao Jiajun and said coldly: "What am I raising my daughter for, just make trouble for me if I have nothing to do!"

Without waiting for Liao Jiajun to speak, a Gurkha mercenary brandished a scimitar and slashed down at Liao Chenghao's shoulder.

But Liao Chenghao was faster, and directly smashed the handle of the Desert Eagle on the opponent's door, and then grabbed the opponent's scimitar with his other hand and slashed it on his shoulder with his backhand.

The Gurkha mercenaries screamed and staggered back two steps.

Liao Chenghao pulled back the Gurkha scimitar and slashed down at the other shoulder, and this knife was more powerful than before, directly unloading the entire shoulder of the Gurkha mercenary.

Liao Chenghao ignored him and turned to walk in the other direction, just as another Gurkha mercenary was about to rush up.

As soon as the two of them looked at each other, before the Gurkha mercenary could raise the knife, Liao Chenghao had already chopped the knife down and directly cut off his arm, just like just now.

However, Liao Chenghao did not cut off the arm with the knife, he did it on purpose.

Blood spurted from the severed arm, and the Gurkha mercenaries screamed twice, gritting their teeth and swinging their knives again.

Liao Chenghao made a preemptive move, and directly cut off his shoulder holding the knife, and the broken arm fell to the ground holding the scimitar tightly.

"Don't mess with my daughter!" Liao Chenghao said, stabbing the scimitar into the other party's chest: "The price is very strict!"

Then, Liao Chenghao pulled the knife out, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out.

Liao Chenghao's very chic side, just not being sprayed by the blood arrow, followed the knife back to the Gurkha mercenary who had broken his arm.

The Gurkha mercenary was strong enough to remain conscious in the face of intense pain.

But his arms were gone, and he had no ability to attack, so he could only watch Liao Chenghao cut his neck stupidly.

Liao Chenghao kicked down the corpse and returned to Liao Jiajun: "How is it, your father and I are not old yet, right?"

"Dad...... You ......" Liao Jiajun came back from his surprise: "Why are you here?"

"What do you think I'm here for?" Liao Chenghao pointed to the corpses of Gurkha mercenaries all over the ground: "It's not to keep you away from these dangers, but if you don't listen, the only thing you can do is protect you!"

As soon as the words fell, Liao Chenghao realized that the evil wind on his side was not good, and before he could dodge, a Gurkha scimitar almost grazed his back, and then a miserable scream sounded.

It was Cang Hao, who came over after eliminating all the Gurkha mercenaries on his side and threw such a knife at Liao Chenghao.

Liao Chenghao immediately realized something, and hurriedly looked sideways, only to see that the knife thrown by Cang Hao was slashing at the front door of a Gurkha mercenary.

The blade cut in most of it, neatly splitting the Gurkha mercenary's face in half, and blood spurted out along the blade.

This Gurkha mercenary was about to attack Liao Chenghao just now, but was discovered by Cang Hao, in other words, Cang Hao saved Liao Chenghao's life.

Concern is chaos, Liao Chenghao saw his daughter, and under this concern, his vigilance relaxed.

Liao Chenghao secretly pinched a cold sweat, and at the same time was a little embarrassed, he made a gorgeous appearance this time, originally to prove that the treasure knife is not old, but he didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by the late-born juniors.

But Cang Hao was very smart, he didn't mention what he had just done, and when he came to Liao Chenghao, he asked directly: "Uncle, why are you here?"

"I'm ......" Liao Chenghao's expression was not very comfortable: "Don't worry about my daughter." ”

"Fortunately, my uncle is here...... Cang Hao gritted his teeth: "We can't resist it, if it weren't for your surprise from the sky, I really can't imagine what would happen!"

"You kid......" Liao Chenghao gave a thumbs up: "Not bad!"

"Thank you, uncle, for the compliment. Cang Hao said very humbly: "I still need more guidance from your seniors, for example, my shooting is not as accurate as my uncle." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

Cang Hao was stunned: "What is that?"

What Liao Chenghao really wants to thank is that Cang Hao saved face for himself in front of his daughter, and after glancing at Liao Jiajun, Liao Chenghao sighed: "Forget it, it's nothing ......"

Liao Jiajun threw himself into his father's arms: "Dad...... You're here......"

"Dad is old, but he can still protect you. Liao Chenghao gently patted Liao Jiajun's shoulder and asked Cang Hao: "Are there any enemies?"

Cang Hao shook his head: "It's all gone." ”

"That's good. Sighing again, Liao Chenghao said to Liao Jiajun earnestly: "Shouldn't you listen to your father now, go back to Malaysia honestly, and live a peaceful life......

"Don't!" Liao Jiajun raised his head and said stubbornly: "I want to stay and be a policeman!"

"Why?" Liao Chenghao was a little angry: "You also see how crazy and dehumanized these people are, in broad daylight, just behind the Huaxia army, they dare to set up an ambush to attack you, the director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, what else can't they do!"

"It is precisely because they have lost their humanity that I have to fight to the end firmly!" Liao Jiajun said word by word: "This is the meaning of me being a policeman!"

"If it weren't for me, you would have to be a martyr today!"

"When I am a martyr, I will die a glorious death!" Speaking of this, Liao Jiajun glanced at Cang Hao: "Besides, how can I die, there is still Cang Hao here!"