"Brother Mark!"

Fernan suddenly burst out of the night, startling Mark and the others.

The thugs got up and shot in the direction of the sound, but they were blocked by containers, lampposts, and the like, and they couldn't hit anyone at all.

With a sliding shovel, Fernan sat down behind the bunker and tossed two spears to Mark.

After receiving the spear, Mark's confidence was great, as long as he had a gun in his hand, he was not afraid of anything!

"I'll cover you! You take Brother Hao first!"

Mark yelled at Fernand, leaned out from behind cover, and fired several shots in the direction of the thugs, knocking them out of their heads.

Fei Nan stepped forward to help Brother Hao up, and when he saw Song Zijie staring at him from the side, he called out to him: "Come here and help!"

Song Zijie hesitated, but still stepped forward to help Song Zihao up.

"I knew you weren't a good thing!"

Song Zijie whispered.

"What, is it illegal to save people?"

Fernan replied without showing weakness.

"......" Song Zijie was speechless for a moment, so he could only snort coldly and said, "I will arrest you!"

"Let's get out of here first!" Fernande pouted, shoving the pistol pinned to his waist.

With the universal identity card, he is no longer afraid of Song Zijie's investigation, if he is in a hurry, he directly transforms into a British citizen and goes to the embassy.

Seeing that he gave the gun to himself without any scruples, Song Zijie was a little depressed, so he could only raise the gun angrily and shoot at the thug's direction again and again.

Fei Nan held the spear in his hand in one hand and shot indiscriminately in the direction of the thug, and with Song Zijie in the other, he held Song Zihao and evacuated to the rear.

His marksmanship is not good, and he may be able to suppress fire with a long spear, but the effect is too poor with a short gun.

Seeing that many of his subordinates were beaten by the four people on the opposite side and couldn't raise their heads, Tan Cheng was furious, leaned out directly from behind the cover, and pulled the trigger in the direction where Song Zihao and the three left.

Dadada!

Tongues of fire erupted, and a barrage of bullets flew away, sparks flying, but most of them hit the obstacles.

Song Zijie was terrified, he could hear the sound of bullets whizzing past him, and the lampposts, water valves, cement piles and other places on the left side of the road were all crackled by bullets, but none of them hit them.

To his surprise and confusion, Fei Nan seemed to be extremely familiar with the route here, leading him and Song Zihao, fast or slow, or striding forward, or leaning forward, so that they were always behind the cover.

Fei Nan ran terrified, and his back was wet.

Fear comes from location, when he comes, he navigates through the system, knows the direction of the thug clearly, and there is route guidance, so he is not so afraid.

But that navigation cost him 2,000 yuan, and he brought more than 2,400 with him, and after being taken away by the system, there were more than 400 left.

He thought he could return the same route from memory, but when he actually evacuated, he found that it was not the case at all.

Without the route guidance, his vision was shortened too much, and he couldn't see the road clearly, and he almost fell several times.

After hiding in an abandoned iron boat, Fei Nan stopped and asked Song Zijie, "Do you have any money there?"

"What?" Song Zijie didn't understand why he was asking for money at this time.

"Hong Kong dollars, American knives, anything. Fernan asked anxiously.

"No, I forgot to bring my wallet!"

Depend on!

Fernan smashed the bottom of the boat in hatred.

There is only one way to do it, and that is to hold on until the police arrive.

"Gotta cover Mark come here. After saying something to Song Zijie, Fei Nan leaned out from behind the wrecked ship, fired two shots in the direction of the thug, and shouted: "Brother Mark, I'll cover you!"

Song Zijie also knew that Mark's marksmanship was their biggest talisman at the moment, so he got up and shot at the thugs again and again to cover Mark's withdrawal.

Mark was running out of bullets for the two guns in his hand, and when the shots rang out from the two of Fernan, he quickly rushed out of cover and ran in the direction of Fernan.

The thugs were also firing back, bullets chasing and biting him, crumbling at his feet.

"Ahh

Mark stumbled, a ball of blood exploded on the outside of his right arm, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

He's been shot!

"Mark!" Song Zihao shouted, struggling to crawl behind Feinan.

He pulled out his pistol from behind Fernan's waist and lay on the ground, helping Mark to cover with difficulty, and finally, Mark staggered to the back of the shipwreck.

"Rubbish!" Tan Cheng yelled angrily, scolding the thugs beside him.

Mark ran away, and he was going crazy.

"Give me chase!"

There were still twelve or thirteen remaining thugs, and they divided into two teams and outflanked them towards Fernan.

"There are not many bullets. Fei Nan said solemnly.

They removed all the magazines, and only seventeen rounds remained.

"Gather the bullets for me. Mark spoke, picking one of the three pistols.

Fernan helped him fill one magazine and pressed the rest into the other.

Loading the magazine with one hand in his left hand, Mark held the pistol next to his face and pressed the hammer.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed hard, got up and pointed back, his arms stretched straight.

Boom!

A cat-bent thug flanked from the left side fell in response.

After firing a shot, he quickly retracted, and the bullets that countered sent a burst of fire from the bottom of the ship.

Suddenly, as if knowing in advance, he got up again in the gap between the gunfire and fired a shot.

Another thug fell in response, and in an instant, all the pursuing thugs hid behind cover, and no matter how much Tan Cheng urged and scolded, he refused to get up.

Tan Cheng's heart gradually cooled, and he suddenly realized that the balance of victory began to tilt to the opposite side.

He is not afraid of death, otherwise he would not have ventured into danger alone and sent himself to Song Zihao's snatch.

But the root cause of his fear is that he is sure that he has eaten Song Zihao and them.

Before he sent someone to the taxi company to make trouble, he was also testing Song Zihao to determine his true thoughts.

After that time, coupled with his understanding of Song Zihao, he judged that Song Zihao would not kill him because he still had a younger brother.

The real trouble is Mark, who is a no-nonsense thug, but he also has weaknesses.

Ever since he found himself alone that time, Tan Chengcheng had already guessed what was going on in his heart.

Mark's greatest wish is to make a comeback.

But can you make a comeback by killing yourself?

Impossible, he will just become a murderer and continue to wander and escape. ‘

What he wants is not his life, but his status.

Therefore, when he is not sure that he can replace him, he will not kill himself, and he still needs to help him sit in this position.

Of course, this is only his guess, but he is fifty percent sure.

He risked his life, which is to gamble on this fifty percent certainty.

As long as Song Zihao and Mark don't kill themselves at the first time, they will fall into his encirclement and be played to death by him.

Things developed more perfectly than his plan, and Song Zijie, who suddenly appeared, replaced him safely, giving him a chance to annihilate these three henchmen in one fell swoop.

But what he never expected was that a lame man who cleaned his car and picked up food money at his feet would burst out with such a powerful combat power.

He brought more than 60 thugs and more than 60 long and short guns, which can be described as elite, but tonight, in less than an hour, he lost more than half!

For some reason, he suddenly recalled the deeds he often heard Mark talk about when he was with Song Zihao, and he thought Mark was bragging at the time, but now it seems that he may still have reservations.

Damn, if you had exposed this strength, how could I have asked you to wipe the car?

Tan Cheng regretted it a little, but he habitually thought about it deeply.

Could it be that Mark is hiding his secrets?

Whether it was a failure tonight or not, he glanced at the big tall man, who understood and came to his side, and he began to think about evacuating.

The two sides fell into a stalemate, and Tan Cheng suddenly said: "There are four people on the other side, as long as any of you kill any of them, I will hand over the business of counterfeit banknotes to him, and praise him as a big brother, is anyone brave enough?"

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

Most of the remaining thugs were breathless.

Suddenly, one of the thugs gritted his teeth and fired several shots in quick stride.

Seven or eight more thugs rushed over the city.

Mark got up and fired two more shots, but the thugs returned fire, and he only had one gun, which was still crushed back by the bullet.

Seeing that he was beaten and lowered his head, the thugs were in good spirits and their steps were a little faster.

The rest of the thugs no longer hesitated, and rushed over for fear of falling behind.

With so many people rushing together, maybe if you are lucky, if you kill one, you can become a big brother, and no one can resist this temptation.

However, Tan Cheng and Da Gao in the rear were quietly retreating, preparing to evacuate.

Tan Cheng didn't know that Mark had few bullets left, and he was frightened by Mark's ferocity.

He didn't think the rest of the thugs would be able to kill Mark and them, and he was up to it.

From the time he decided to evacuate, Tan Chengcheng had already regarded these thugs as outcasts, and he wished that these thugs would all be killed by Mark.

These thugs have witnessed and participated in today's battle, witnessing themselves from victors to losers.

If they go back and spread the word, it will be a devastating blow to his prestige.

Just turn Mark into a knife and kill you all!

As long as he can go back, the men he left behind in Mr. Yao's manor will be enough for him to take control of the company.

He didn't plan to ask for the computer tape, even if Song Zihao handed it over to the police, he had already decided that the strong man would break his wrist.

The company is not like before, under his management, the company has changed from one leg to two legs, even if the counterfeit money is cut, he still has a drug business to do.

As for Song Zihao, let him run away like a lost dog!

As long as I live, I will be able to regain power.

Tan Cheng's eyes were sharp.

Song Zihao, Mark, Song Zijie, and that Feinan, you wait, one day, I will kill you myself!