The skyrocketing fire illuminated the entire pier as bright as day, and the powerful fire that broke out in an instant made the thugs panic and look for a place to hide.

One of the thugs fired indiscriminately at the dock as he retreated towards the porter.

But as soon as he retreated to the porter, he felt a pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness.

With a baseball bat in one hand and a thug in the other, Fernan dragged the thug behind the wall of the porter and threw it onto the pile.

There were already four or five thugs lying behind the wall.

He knew that his marksmanship was not good, and in this kind of melee, a stray bullet could kill him, so it was safer to hide and fight with a stick.

He took the thug's gun off, and by this time he already had three long guns and two short guns.

"What are you afraid of, give it to me, kill them!" Tan Cheng's voice came, sounding a little annoyed.

There are so many people on his side, and he can't hold his head up by a Mark, which makes him very angry.

Bang!

The thugs fought back and fired into the pitch-black sea, but they couldn't see Mark's location because of the light of the fire.

But dozens of guns fired at the same time, and the fire was still fierce enough.

Seeing this, Fei Nan didn't dare to show his head.

You can't attack, you can only outwit.

Fei Nan looked at the gatehouse, which was the place where the dock master slept, and now he was gone.

There are many glass bottles next to the wooden bed, as well as miscellaneous items such as plastic bags, packaging tapes, and plastic ropes.

With a slight movement of his eyes, Fei Nan slipped into the porter and ran out with a bunch of things in his hands in a few moments.

Rumble!

When gunfire resumed, Mark took advantage of the darkness to blow up another pile of oil drums, injuring four or five thugs, and he took advantage of the thugs' evasion to rush to the dock with two Mini-Uzis.

His lame leg seemed to be no longer an obstacle, he was running!

Raising his two guns, he rushed in the direction of the thugs, and the two guns swept together!

Dadada!

The tongue of fire spewed out, and the bullet instantly bit through the chests of the three thugs, and the fire on the opposite side was suppressed in an instant!

Looking at Song Zihao, who was hiding behind the old car not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of Mark's mouth.

Song Zihao also saw him, and all kinds of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, but finally turned into a tacit smile.

"Give me the gun!"

Tan Cheng snatched the gun, got up angrily, and shot at Mark again and again!

Bullets rained in, and Mark hunched over and limped towards the pile, not slowing down at all!

Song Zijie listened to the gunshot, suddenly gritted his teeth and leaned out, and shot again and again, hitting the two thugs in an instant.

Tan Cheng saw the firelight and took the first step to hide behind the bunker, and the bullets hit the bunker ping-pong, but it failed to hurt him.

It's a pity! Song Zijie retracted his body.

Mark also took advantage of his cover, and also rushed to the back of the cover, and sat on Song Zihao's side.

Song Zijie emptied the bullet, looked left and right, suddenly rolled on the spot, picked up a revolver that exploded in front of him, and quickly hid behind the cargo pile, gasping for breath.

Bullets flew and the thugs showed their heads again and opened fire, the gunfire was so dense that it was almost in a single piece.

Mark didn't panic at all, but held back a smile, took out a pistol from his arms, and handed it to Song Zihao.

Song Zihao glared at him, but he grinned and laughed out loud.

Shaking his head helplessly, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Zihao's mouth.

This familiar feeling is like going back to the years when we were born and died together!

Although he was shot in the abdomen and bled all over his body, it was like washing away the lead, and the spirit of the whole person was different!

Heroic!

Mark suddenly smiled, because he saw Song Zijie on the side.

Song Zijie glared at him back, turned around, and fired a shot at the side container.

The thug who rushed out first was instantly knocked to the ground, but several more people rushed out after him.

Dadada!

Mark got up on his knees, and with a round of strafing, knocked the man down in an instant.

Tan Cheng shouted in the rear: "Charge me! Whoever kills Song Zihao, I will give him 10 million!"

The tall man is the most effective thug under Tan Cheng, and he is also the red stick of the organization.

Tan Cheng shouted these words, which was tantamount to slapping him in the face and accusing him of not daring to fight for his life.

When he heard this, he gritted his teeth, stood up fiercely, held the gun in both hands, and shot again and again, beating Mark and Song Zijie so that they couldn't raise their heads.

"Rush with me!" he yelled, and more than a dozen thugs stood up and followed him towards the cover of Song Zihao and the others.

Boom!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and among the thugs who were charging, one of them screamed and fell to the ground, followed by a series of gunshots, and some of the thugs hiding behind the bunker were also shot.

"There's someone in the back!"

There was a roar of thugs, and in the direction behind them, fires were constantly flashing in the thick darkness, and gunshots rang out from different directions.

"Flash!"

The thugs surrounded Tan Cheng to find a place to hide, and the thugs who were halfway through the charge also scattered and fled, each hiding.

The thugs were terrified, how could they be surrounded by people quietly?

Around the corner of the abandoned container, Fei Nan was pulling four or five ropes in his hand, the other end of which was tied to the guns he had firmly tied to telephone poles and other places, and fastened with live buckles.

Every time he pulled, a gunshot rang out, as if many people were shooting at the same time.

"Listen inside! This is the Hong Kong police! You have been surrounded! Immediately lay down your arms and surrender!"

There was silence inside for a moment, and Tan Cheng's voice suddenly appeared, asking with doubts, "Feinan?"

Huh?

Fei Nan blinked, didn't say anything more, his purpose had been achieved.

Song Zihao also heard Fei Nan's shout and recognized his voice.

"It's Anan!"

He was a little surprised, and a little surprised.

"Let's go!"

The thugs' fire stopped, and this was a good opportunity, and Mark picked up Song Zihao and wanted to evacuate.

"Shhh

Song Zihao covered his wound, convulsed in pain, and failed to stand firmly.

Mark glared at Song Zijie, who was in a trance on the side, and yelled, "Come here!"

Song Zijie looked at him, and then at Song Zihao, who was covering his wound and gasping for air, he still got up and came forward to help him up.

"Hit the street! dare to play me!" Tan Cheng gritted his teeth and scolded, kicked the thug next to him, and scolded: "Chase after it! Don't let them run away!"

"But ...... later," the thug hesitated.

Tan Cheng grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer, and the twitching of the muscles on his face could be seen clearly.

"Are you afraid of death?" Tan Cheng asked viciously.

The thug shook his head desperately, and Tan Cheng pushed him away: "Then chase me after me!"

The thugs stood up, only to see an oil drum rolling in their direction.

Mark suddenly rushed out from behind the bunker with Song Zijie and Song Zijie, he raised his hand and hit the oil barrel with a shot, sparks burst out, and the oil barrel exploded!

Rumble!

The flames erupted, and the two thugs were blown away, and the burning gasoline paved a fire path on the ground, blocking the route of their pursuit.

Seeing that Mark was about to flee with Song Zihao, Tan Cheng's eyes burst out with a touch of ruthlessness, and he raised his gun and shouted: "Follow me!"

After shouting, he took the lead through the sea of fire and chased in the direction where Song Zihao and the others fled.

The eldest brother took the lead in the charge, and the younger brother had no reason not to follow, so the thugs got up one after another, shooting indiscriminately in the direction of Fei Nan to suppress the firepower, and followed Tan Cheng to chase after him.

Fernan pulled the rope again and again, and shot all the bullets clean, but with little effect, only slightly slowing down the thugs' pursuit.

Damn it!

Fernan cursed secretly, picked up the baseball bat and chased after him.

Gunfire erupted and fighting was raging, and Fernan approached the thug who had just been knocked down by Mark, trying to pick up two working guns.

"Oops......"

The thug who had been shot in a non-lethal part was lying on the ground with his legs or arms cried out, and Fernan stepped forward and picked up a baseball bat, and each of them rewarded him with a stick.

Bite!

The level of the professional skill Stuffy Stick has been increased to LV2 (10/1000).

Skill Stun Chance +10%.

It's a rare opportunity to knock on the stick, and these thugs actually raised Feinan's skills to a level.

After upgrading, he found that he was more comfortable with knocking on the stuffy stick, and he had some more knowledge points in his mind. For example, knocking on the neck is more labor-saving and safer, and knocking on the lower part of the skull at the back of the head is easy to kill......

Is this going to train me to be a professional thief?

Hurriedly picking up two long spears, and pinning two more short guns to his waist, Fernan chased after him again.

Song Zihao and the others fled to the water valve on the shore of the pier, Song Zihao stumbled, and Song Zijie fell to the ground.

Song Zihao's face was pale, he had shed too much blood, and his body had begun to get cold.

Song Zijie's old shoulder injury collapsed again, and a new injury was added to his arm, and he was already physically exhausted.

Mark gritted his teeth as he changed his magazine.

The thugs were like maggots on the tarsal bones, and they chased after them again.

Mark burst out, raised his spear and yelled in the thug's direction.

Song Zijie forced himself to lie on the water valve and fired a few shots, then shook the wound, couldn't hold the gun anymore, and hid back.

He looked at the red-eyed Mark, and there was a hint of fear in his heart.

Is he really not afraid of death?

After strafing a cartridge, five more thugs were knocked out, and the remaining thugs dodged for a while.

Mark gasped and looked back at Song Zihao lying on the ground in pain, with a hint of despair in his heart.

Can't run...... He had few bullets left, Song Zihao was also seriously injured, and there were a lot of pursuers in the rear, and they had no hope of escaping.

Looking at Song Zijie who was leaning on the water valve and gasping, Mark suddenly felt a cloud of anger in his heart.

"Come here!" He strode forward, grabbed Song Zijie by the collar, pulled him in front of Song Zihao, and shouted: "This is your own brother! Before he dies, you look at him twice! You can see clearly!"

"Whatever he did wrong before!

Looking at Song Zihao, whose face was covered with blood, Song Zijie couldn't help but be moved.

The destination has been set to Song Zihao's side, now start navigating.

Walked selected,

has chosen to avoid crowds,

......

Fernan sped from the other side of the dock to this side.

If you can look down from the sky, you can see that he seems to know the direction of all the thugs, and the route of his advance is just at the blind spot of the thugs.