Chu Yu doesn't like the fog capital, he doesn't like the Eagle Country, and he doesn't like overseas.

He now misses his hometown, his country, immensely.

Not to mention the imperial capital, even if it is Nangang, even if it is the city and town of the 18th line, it is not too safe in comparison.

Everyone looked at each other unpleasantly, at most they picked up a large piece of knife, which is like here, guns and cannons at every turn.

In less than twenty-four hours since he set foot on the land of the Fog Capital, he had already seen no less than ten different types of firearms.

First at the airport, Cage appeared with a bunch of pistol boys.

The second time was outside the Fulton military base, a group of soldiers with loaded guns, and the bullets were still loaded.

Then, when he was about to enter the city, he was blocked by Lopez, and the anti-tank bazooka was almost on his head.

Now, he didn't see a firearm, but he did hear the sound of gunfire like popping beans.

The gun I saw before, at least it didn't fire, but now I don't see it, but just by listening to the sound, I can tell that bullets are flying outside.

Chu Yu felt that there should be less luck today.

Yan Snake and Qin Beige were not there, and there was a shield Dracula on the side.

And don't think about it, no one dares to do this except NH Company.

I just don't know why NH Company found me.

When he was at the Fulton military base, NH had already mastered the whereabouts of his group through satellites, so why didn't he send someone to arrest him at that time?

And since you can find this place, then you must be prepared, and it's no wonder that Lopez's men can stop it.

Chu Yu, who was hiding behind the door, was extremely nervous, should he surrender obediently for a while, or should he harden his mouth first and then surrender?

Forget it, let's just lie on the ground and hold your head in your hands, so that when the enemy rushes in, you will also appear to be sincere.

In fact, the actual situation was similar to what Chu Yu expected, and Lopez's men suffered heavy casualties.

They were suppressed from the beginning, and after a short exchange of fire, except for the agile Lopez, who hid behind the cupboard and continued to resist, the other subordinates were all hanging.

At this time, Lopez was in a hurry, the enemy's fire was too dense, and she could barely even fight back.

When the opponent just came in by surprise, Lopez and his men still had the advantage.

It's just that this self-righteous advantage doesn't last more than a few seconds.

Because the enemy was obviously shot, but he still fired back.

Lopez's men are professionally trained and skilled in marksmanship, and they have already considered that the opponent is wearing body armor, so most of the hitting parts are critical parts of the brain or limb joints.

However, except for a few enemies whose brains were pierced by bullets, who lay down, those whose limbs were pierced by bullets, their movements were not affected in the slightest, and they continued to sweep with their firearms.

This strange situation refreshed Lopez's cognition, but the other party would not give her an answer, only turning her into a corpse.

Soon, the bullets in the gun were empty, and Lopez pinned the dagger to his waist and shouted: "Stop shooting, I surrender, stop shooting!"

One with his arms covered in blood, but

But the Eastern European man, who was still holding a submachine gun, shouted: "Let us see your hands." ”

The three thugs slowly bī) in the direction of the closet, their faces guarded.

Lopez put his hands out of the closet, indicating that he had given up resisting.

The Eastern European man whistled and motioned for his two companions to cover him.

Lopez came out from behind the closet, holding the back of his head with his hands.

"Who are you?"

"It's not your turn to ask questions!" the Eastern European man grabbed Lopez by the hair and dragged him outside the room.

At this moment, a trace of fierceness flashed in Lopez's eyes, his left hand parted, and the military dagger on his back waist arrived in his hand, and with a flash of cold light, the Eastern European man who was holding his hair covered his bloody throat and retreated, and in the blink of an eye, it was already full of blood.

The movement was swift, and Lopez kicked another enemy in the crotch, but before he could make the next move, the gunfire rang out again.

Despite wearing body armor, the bullets from the shotgun knocked her to the ground.

With a muffled snort, Lopez spat out a mouthful of blood.

The powerful impact not only broke her ribs, but also shattered her internal organs.

The Eastern European man with blood spurting in his throat fell on his back with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and his face was no longer lifeless.

Bearing back the pain of broken ribs, Lopez tried to struggle to grab the pistol next to her, but again with a gunshot, her shoulder was bleeding.

"Bichi, damn Bichi!" The big bald head with his pistol kicked the gun off the ground, grabbed Lopez by the hair and lifted her up, cutting off her hands.

"Ken, kill her and avenge my brother!" another big Eastern European man holding his crotch cracked.

It seems that the unlucky ghost who just had his throat cut is his younger brother.

The big bald head hesitated: "But the captain... ”

"Kill her, and don't bother with the captain's orders!"

The bald head smirked and kicked Lopez in the crook of his hind leg.

Lopez, who fell to his knees, sneered: "Execution, come, look me in the eye and kill me, you damn bastards!"

The big bald head grabbed Lopez's hair tightly and aimed the gun at the back of her head.

Seeing that he was about to pull the trigger, a voice like a father's death and mother's remarriage came out of the corner.

"Oh, my Lopez, my Lopez. ”

Before Dracula could finish speaking, there was a bang, and a bullet entered his mouth.

After being shot, Dracula held on to the wall and staggered towards the crowd.

"Huh?" the bald man was a little surprised, and pulled the trigger again.

With two bangs, Dracula's abdomen flashed with two balls of blood.

Dracula, who fell to the ground, was covered in blood, but his eyes looked deeply at Lopez, who was kneeling on the ground, and crawled towards her.

"I... My Lopez, you guys. You guys don't hurt my Lopez. ”

"So you're lovers. A cruel smile flashed on the face of the dead brother Eastern European man

, raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at Dracula's leg.

Seeing that Dracula was less than a meter away from Lopez, the gunfire rang out again.

Lopez was surprised.

Could it be that this guy named Chu Da Hammer really fell in love with himself at first sight?

At this time, Dracula rubbed forward little by little, in front of him, full of blood, his legs were also bloody, and his eyes never left Lopez's face.

Lopez gritted his teeth and looked at Dracula, who was still full of energy before he died, and his heart was complicated.

Although the other party is a psychopath, it seems to be true to himself, otherwise he wouldn't have escaped.

Especially the other party's eyes, no man has ever done this for himself, even if he is about to leave this world, his eyes will not be taken away from his own at all.

It was as if this man's greatest wish before he died was to look at himself more.

At this moment, Lopez's heart seemed to melt.

Dracula's face grew paler and paler, and then there was a long trail of blood.

"Lopez... Oh, my... My Lopez. Seeing that Dracula was about to climb in front of Lopez, the Eastern European man looked up and shot again.

The shot hit Dracula in the back.

The shot was accurate and hit Dracula right in the spine.

Dracula, on the other hand, hung his head and remained motionless, looking as if he was completely dead.

"Ha, your villain has left this world one step ahead of you, it seems that he is really you. The Eastern European man turned around and pointed his gun at Lopez's forehead.

Lopez was not afraid at all, looked at Dracula's "corpse", and said silently: "Mr. Chu Dazhu, you are a good person, I hope you are well in heaven!"

Lopez knew that his hands were stained with blood, and he would not be able to enter heaven even after death, so he felt even more regretful in his heart.

It turns out that in this world, there was really a bell at first sight, at least before I died, I felt this strong feeling.

Lopez, who closed his eyes slightly, stopped struggling.

Her only hope was that she could enter heaven after she died, and only then could she see the silver-haired man again.

When you go to heaven, you have no nationality, let alone a so-called camp.

The Eastern European man began to slowly pull the trigger: "Pay for my brother's life, Bichi! Ahhhh

The Eastern European man, who was still smiling, suddenly had a sharp pain in his calf, and the sharp pain that pierced his heart and bones made him exhale in pain, and when he looked down, it turned out that Dracula had bitten on his calf.

Dracula's face was covered with blood just now, and he didn't see the right place, and he bit the face bone of the Eastern European man.

There weren't many on the person's facebone, so Dracula felt as if his posterior molars were a little loose.

But he is not afraid, because he recovers quickly.

Not to mention that the accomplices of the Eastern European big men were stunned, even Lopez was stunned.

After Dracula took a hard bite, he directly pulled the Eastern European man

, After riding on him, without saying a word, it was a Chu-style king eight fists.

In the end, it was Lopez who reacted first, knocking the big bald head next to her to the ground, but unfortunately she could only do this step, because the broken ribs and the wound on her shoulder prevented her from moving.

In such a flash of lightning, Dracula had already finished half of his eight punches.

The bald man with the shotgun roared angrily, loaded, struck, and thud, and Dracula flew out, and a large pool of blood and shatters burst out from the top half.

The bald man hurriedly ran to his partner's side, and was about to stretch out his hand to pull him up, but when he saw the foreground clearly, his face was shocked.

Because his companion's face was beyond recognition, and the marble under the back of his head was shattered, you can imagine what a powerful blow he had just received.

The Eastern European big man symbolically kicked his legs twice, and he was completely out of breath!