"Get out of the way!"

received a stick on the head, Xiao Wu's face was drenched in blood, and he was lying here, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was being beaten, Xu Weiguo couldn't help but take a step forward and said, "Alas, how did you beat people!

Qian Dehai found a new target, he stared at Xu Weiguo and sneered: "It's you dead old man! If you don't cooperate with me, you will be replaced!"

With a crazy smile on his face, the steel bars dragged to the ground, and he walked towards Xu Weiguo with an indifferent face: "You old man, you just rely on the old and sell the old! I always feel that others will respect you! Today I will let you know what the sinister of society is! You have lived so long, and I will send you on your way!"

At this moment, he was carrying a steel rod and had a crazy smile on his face, looking like a mentally ill person.

Xu Weiguo couldn't help but feel a little flustered and took a step back.

Chen Batian stepped forward in front of Xu Weiguo, stared at Qian Dehai and said: "What do you want money? We will give it, don't do it, this is the territory, you should know what the consequences of beating people are!"

"Bang!"

The thumb-thick steel rod slammed heavily on Chen Batian's shoulder, and there was a crisp click, and the bone was broken.

Chen Batian snorted, his face instantly turned pale, and he was smashed by this stick and knelt on the ground.

Qian Dehai stared at Chen Batian condescendingly and said with a smile: "What price? This is the price! This barren mountain and wilderness, you said that I beat you, is there any evidence?"

Chen Batian raised his head and did not speak, staring at Qian Dehai with hatred.

Perhaps because he didn't see the fear he expected, Qian Dehai was a little annoyed, and he picked up the steel rod and was about to smash it at Chen Batian's head again.

"You stare at me, you stare at me again, Lao Tzu wants your life!"

Han Wenxuan couldn't stand it on the side, so he stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Qian Dehai, if you don't want to die, you can give me an assistant!"

Then he stepped forward with an angry face.

The two black-clothed men on the side took out two guns and aimed them straight at Han Wenxuan's head, but Han Wenxuan was not afraid, rushed forward, and snatched the steel rod in Qian Dehai's hand.

If this group of people wanted to kill him, they would have done it when they got out of the car, so why use so much nonsense.

Qian Dehai turned his head and looked at Han Wenxuan with a look of surprise, and the muzzles of the two black holes behind him were aimed at the back of Han Wenxuan's head, but there was no trace of fear on this person's face.

He couldn't help but be amazed, and applauded: "It's really a lot of courage! Being targeted by a gun, you still dare to snatch my steel stick, you kid is not afraid of death!"

Han Wenxuan threw away the steel rod and said coldly: "If you want to kill me, you have already done it, let's say, what do you want to do?"

Qian Dehai smiled, took out a small pistol from his waist casually, aimed at Han Wenxuan's head and said, "Who said I didn't come to kill you this time?"

He smiled, took out his phone, opened a recording file, and clicked play.

After a slight electric sound, it was a man's empty voice that remembered: "Han Wenxuan, it's a pity that I can't witness your death in person this time! But I will attend your funeral, and I will also inherit your inheritance, so go on the road with peace of mind, I will take good care of your wife Su Yingxue!"

The audio is very brief and ends abruptly here.

Chen Batian, who was beaten by a stick on the side and covered his shoulder, heard this voice and couldn't help but scold angrily: "Chen Tong!

When the man in black heard this, he stepped forward and was about to kick it, but Xu Weiguo hurriedly stopped behind Chen Batian and carried the kick for him.

But after all, he was old, and the chest that was kicked was itchy and coughed.

"Ahem, ahem, don't hit this kid, hit me!"

Chen Batian shouted anxiously: "Uncle Xu, don't worry about me, I'm fine!"

After playing this recording, Qian Dehai looked back at Chen Batian with some smugness and said with a smile: "The relationship is so good, don't worry, I'll send you on the road one by one in a while, and no one can run!"

On the other side, Han Wenxuan's brain was running rapidly, Chen Tonggan released the recording so openly, this time he was definitely going to kill him.

It's just that at this moment, Xiao Wu is lying on the side with serious injuries, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

There are also Chen Batian and Xu Weiguo on the side, who have almost no combat ability.

On the other side, there is a pistol in hand, and there is an RPG rocket not far away, aiming at this side, almost without resistance.

Is this the end of this time?

A trace of despair flashed in Han Wenxuan's heart, and he happened to be seen by Qian Dehai, and immediately smiled very proudly: "Scared?

This flying knife is still the inferior table knife that Xiao Yun wholesaled in the supermarket last time.

Wang Changwen felt that this flying knife stunt was also very useful at the critical moment, so he asked Xiao Yun for advice in private.

Xiao Wu also studied for a while, he has a foundation in his own right, plus Xiao Yun is on demand, and he has practiced perfectly, but he didn't expect to make a great contribution at this moment.

It's just that the number of opponents is too much, and it is the limit to rush up and kill the three opponents.

The group of people on the opposite side were also well-trained, and after hearing the gunshot, they quickly rolled over, and each hid behind the car, counting the scarface and the three men in black.

One of them was aiming at the back of the car with an RPG rocket.

If it weren't for the fact that Qian Dehai was also here, I was afraid that it would be bombarded with a single shot.

At this moment, Xiao Wuqiang endured the headache in his head, and while aiming at the opposite side with a gun, he supported Han Wenxuan and a few people: "Go! Go to the ground, don't worry about me! Go as far as possible!"

Chen Batian got up at this moment and kicked Qian Dehai forward, pulled out the dinner knife pierced his right wrist, and stabbed his left hand again.

A pig-killing howl resounded throughout the land, and Qian Dehai turned pale, his hands were bleeding, and he knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Chen Batian was still angry, stepped forward and kicked him a few times and scolded: "You waste, garbage! You wait, sooner or later I will kill you!"

"Leave him alone, it's important to escape!"

Xu Weiguo pulled Chen Batian's intact shoulder on the other side and ran to the vegetable field on the side.

However, the few people hadn't walked a few steps.

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out.

A particle ejected through Xiao Wu's wrist, all the way through, and went out from the back.

A bloody hole.

Seriously injured by this, Xiao Wu finally couldn't hold on, the gun in his hand fell weakly, and he fell to his knees.

Behind the black car on the side, Scarface walked out of the back of the car with a silver-white gun, and aimed at Xiao Wu on the ground and said, "Who will run one step further! I will collapse his head now!"

At this moment, Xiao Wu had been thrown to the ground by the powerful recoil of the gun, his right hand could no longer hold the gun, he was covered in blood, foam kept gushing out between his breaths, and his lungs were obviously injured.

For a while, the three of them were a little desperate, and this time they were afraid that they would really have to explain here.

Han Wenxuan gave up running away at this moment, stepped forward and gently helped Xiao Wu up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head to stare at the scarred face and said, "I'll stay, you let them go!"

Although the black-faced young man has been silent since getting out of the car, Han Wenxuan feels that this person is in charge of things on the spot.

Qian Dehai is just a puppet.

Without waiting for the young man from Scar Ridge to speak, Qian Dehai on the side couldn't help but howl: "No! I can't let him go! Chen Batian, that kid, I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"

At this moment, his hands were pierced, and Dehai was so painful that he could barely stand up.

He stared at Chen Batian on the side with a vicious expression, eager to devour his flesh and blood alive.

Scarface ignored Qian Dehai, stared at Han Wenxuan and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Han, the order we received is to leave all four of you here! Don't worry, we have already dug the pit in the field on the side! This process is very fast, you won't feel pain!"

At this moment, Xiao Wu, the only one of the four people with combat power, had fallen to the ground with serious injuries.

The remaining three are old and weak, Han Wenxuan looks like a weak scholar without any combat ability.

This knife face couldn't help but relax his vigilance in his heart, and Chen Tong was really making a fuss, and he had to be sent to come in person for such a trivial matter.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger to send Han Wenxuan on the road, at this time, there was a rustling sound from the corn field on the side.

Like the sound of the wind blowing through the blades of grass, Scarface seemed to sense that something was wrong, and a solemn expression just appeared on his face, and his mouth was slightly open to warn them, but it was too late.

Bang, bang, bang.

Three gunshots rang out.

A blood flower burst out of the knife on the face and head, and he fell to the ground first.

A young man in black armed with an RPG rocket followed.

The driver standing next to the car was the worst, a shot was crooked, hit in the chest, and then another shot in the head, plopping down to the ground, dead no longer dead.

In the blink of an eye, the crisis was resolved.

Han Wenxuan, who was ready to die, watched the scarred face fall head-on, the tense muscles of his whole body relaxed, and he exhaled heavily, sweating profusely like a person drowning on the shore.

Chen Batian and Xu Weiguo were so frightened by these three gunshots that their bodies trembled, and they quickly closed their eyes, and after a long time, they opened their eyes, only to find that the three men in black were all shot and fell to the ground.

At this moment, only Qian Dehai who was kneeling beside him with his hands pierced.

He lay on the ground with a confused face, watching his teammates die, and was a little dazed for a while.

What's the situation, just now I was about to win, how could I be wiped out in the blink of an eye?

There was a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of feet stepping on dead leaves.

In the corn field on the side, four heavily armed people wearing special combat uniforms came out.

Wearing masks on their faces, they couldn't see their faces clearly, and they were holding semi-automatic rifles in their hands, and they rushed into the two black cars that had stopped in the road.

Han Wenxuan had recovered a little at this moment, with a guarded face, silently picked up the pistol that Xiao Wu had left aside, and stared at the gang.

At this moment, the crisis has not been resolved, and I don't know whether these people are friends or foes.

The four of them checked around for a while, and after confirming that all the men in black were dead, they relaxed slightly and scattered in all directions, each guarding a corner.

The leader came up, squatted down and put the gun aside, and after checking Xiao Wu's injuries, he said solemnly: "He is seriously injured and must be sent to the hospital immediately!"

When he looked up, he saw Han Wenxuan with one hand behind his back, staring at him with a wary expression.

The man smiled faintly: "I'm here to help you, don't be like this!"

The mask was then removed.

Under the black mask is a middle-aged face, very handsome.

It's just that for some reason, Han Wenxuan looked at this person and couldn't help but think of Zhao Shengming who had just said goodbye.

The two are too similar.

Qian Dehai, who was paralyzed on the ground due to injuries to his hands, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this person's appearance: "Zhao Junyi!"

His face suddenly became very frightened, and for a moment he held back the sharp pain in his hands and struggled to run to the side.

Chen Batian, who reacted, how could he do what he wanted.

Caught up with him, kicked him back, and said coldly: "What? I want to run! Wasn't it quite majestic just now? What are you running? Stay, let's have fun!"

It's okay not to mention it, at this moment, Zhao Junyi's face changed instantly, staring at Qian Dehai and said, "Follow my father for so many years?

Then his face turned cold, and his finger pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Qian Dehai left this world forever with a look of horror on his face.

Xu Weiguo and Chen Batian stood aside, and subconsciously moved a few steps to the side.

When Zhao Junyi shot just now, the blood was splashed on the faces of these two people.

Who would have thought that such a handsome, courteous-looking person would be so ruthless and decisive.