"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

There was an unusually rhythmic sound of gunfire coming from the container truck in front, and someone inside was shooting with a sniper rifle in a hurry.

Wyvern and the others turned around and drove away, but the same vehicle appeared at the entrance of the passage behind them, and it was also sideways there.

On both sides are dead underground walls, with containers lying across the front and back, and snipers on them.

"Grass!"

Wyvern yelled angrily, hid in the car and quickly set up the sniper rifle, and then swung the muzzle out of the front window that had been shot.

"Die!" the wyvern snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the scope.

The container in front was closed, but there were three notches, from which exactly three guns poked out. The same is true for the container in the back, there are only six snipers in the front and back, these are not the Japanese police, but the killers left in Leng Yue.

Today, Leng Yue's top killer was not in that building, there were still six or seven killers in total who were not left in that building, and the three people that Wyvern had known since he was a child were not there.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the tires of the hunting group brothers on the side were burst.

Wyvern tried to fight back, and some of the brothers in the other cars tried to drive out, and some of them set up guns and started shooting.

But the hunting brothers on the side of this group of kung fu were sniped to kill more than a dozen, and the snipers of the six cold moons were too accurate.

Because the flying dragon is a killer himself, he is good at killing and protecting himself, and he has never been shot while hiding in the car.

Although bullets kept whirring and holes were shot in the seats in the car, the wyvern still held the gun steadily.

"Die!"

The wyvern pulled the trigger sharply, and with a light snort, a bullet flew out at a rapid pace.

A killer in the container in front of him fell in response, and although the dragon couldn't see the person's appearance, he could tell where the head of the person hiding inside was by the position of the muzzle of the container. This shot shot one of the people inside without seeing a single figure.

Those two containers are specially made and bulletproof, and ordinary guns simply can't deal with them. Fortunately, the Wyvern used a top-notch sniper rifle bought from Russia this time, and it was very powerful.

Although the flying dragon was not injured, and he successfully shot a cold moon killer, but the hunting group brothers on the other cars were unlucky, and a batch of kung fu died this time, but the bullets they shot did not kill a cold moon killer.

Leng Yue only had a total of six killers at this time, but they beat the brothers of the hunting group with six guns, if it weren't for the fact that the flying dragon's strength was extremely high and killed one, I'm afraid that those six killers would have nothing to do now.

The people on both sides are still aiming, and bullets are constantly flying out of the containers in front and behind, and the brothers of the hunting group have been dealt with. At this time, only the Wyvern was left in the car, and there was a counterattack inside, which made the problem even more serious.

The five people on the other side and the five sniper rifles were all aimed at the flying dragon's car, five against one, and they were still flanked in front and back.

The Wyvern gritted his teeth, trying his best not to be targeted while being able to snipe the Cold Moon Killer, because he knew that if he was targeted, it would definitely be a dead end.

The five killers seemed to be very patient, and they could clearly see the Wyvern's gun in their scopes, but none of them could see the Wyvern's man. If someone else is sure to bombard the car that the dragon is in, or shoot directly at the fuel tank and blow the car up.

But none of these five people did that, they were just looking for an opportunity for the dragon to show their heads, which seemed to be a competition, and they didn't want to end the battle so early when they met the same sniper masters.

"Poof~"

"Bang!"

"Dang!"

The sound was still ringing in an orderly manner, and the five people were patiently shooting back and forth.

And at the beginning, the flying dragon still had a chance to take the initiative to attack, but now he was shot by five people at the same time, and he didn't even have a chance to raise his head.

The Wyvern kept his head low, his sniper still firmly seated, and he was gasping heavily. Douda's sweat continued to roll down his forehead, it was supposed to be winter time, and the flying dragon felt like his whole body was about to burst.

And the brothers in the hunting group who came today have basically explained here, and the losses are too great. The wyvern clenched his teeth, his heart filled with resentment.

From time to time, bullets whizzed, and the car shook as the bullets concentrated, and the wyvern's body bent in a very exaggerated arc. He bent over his waist and closed his eyes slightly.

At this time, the flying dragon did not give up, he was listening!

Relying on the direction of the bullets outside Pan Dao to judge the rhythm of the five killers' shooting, the flying dragon wanted to take the opportunity to take the initiative to attack.

If you want to be able to not get shot at the moment of outcropping, you must play the time difference between the gaps between the five people shooting, and as long as there is a little mistake, then it will be dead!

It was the first time that the wyvern had been so embarrassed, and it was the first time he had heard it with his ears, and this had never happened to him before. It was at this time that his potential was stimulated, and he was originally the top master among the killers, and he naturally had the qualifications to burst his potential.

When the Cold Moon Killer Organization was at its hottest, the Wyvern was one of the best killers in it, and at that time, the Cold Moon Four Dragons were a myth that had to be mentioned in the killer world. These four people are generally old, they grew up together, and they are the four most awesome of the killers that Leng Yue cultivated at that time.

Ten years ago, all of them were on the list of killers in the world, and all four of them were in the top 30, which was a terrifying achievement.

Later, the flying dragon failed in a sniper mission and resolutely left the Cold Moon Killer organization, so he was chased and killed frantically. If it weren't for Xu Yunlong, the latest ruthless super killer in Southeast Asia at that time, who appeared and saved him, he would have died a long time ago, ten years ago.

The wyvern closed his eyes tightly, his hands gripping the handle of the sniper rifle, and after listening for a long time, he found the rhythm of the killers' shooting, but he also noticed that four of the five people were still shooting, and one person only fired two shots at the beginning and then did not react.

The flying dragon estimated that the person should have gone to see the person who was shot by himself, so at this time, there were four guns pointed at him.

Huhu~ The flying dragon gasped heavily, and then suddenly poked his head out, he pressed the gun violently, and slammed the trigger in one direction with the feeling just now.

"Bang!"

A shot was fired, and the wyvern didn't even look at it, and immediately lowered his head.

He succeeded, and another killer was shot to death by him. As soon as he lowered his head, the car was shot again and again, and if he had mastered the time gap any less than a fraction of a second, he would have died.

The wyvern hunched over again, calmly feeling like he continued to find the rhythm of the three men who were still shooting. At this time, he also put the gun in the back window, and the car was full of glass shards, and the wyvern also had a lot of cuts on his body.

After a long time, the wyvern finally seized the opportunity and suddenly raised his head to shoot at the container truck behind him.

"Bang!"

This time the Wyvern was a little slower, just a little.

A bullet flew before the wyvern, and the wyvern had no chance to dodge.

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