Lin Hai was stunned for a moment, and only when he squinted his eyes did he suddenly realize that at this moment, a thin crystal thread had fallen from above, and the other end of the thin thread was in Li Qing's hand. Giving the Literature Network

This was Li Qing's previous arrangement, and when he found out that Su Fatzi had been staring at Lin Qiuqiu, he had already expected that the other party might threaten him with this, so he had already thought of a way out.

As Li Qing pulled the thin wire fiercely, the dozen or so steel plates above his head lost some kind of delicate balance and smashed down.

Lin Hai and the three of them were already frightened, where could they still care about shooting at Li Qing, with a panicked roar, their bodies quickly retreated.

And Li Qing also took this opportunity, holding Lin Qiuqiu with one hand, and climbing a steel pipe under the platform with the other hand, and jumped down.

More than a dozen steel plates smashed down at the same time, and the attack was no different, if Li Qing didn't take Lin Qiuqiu to dodge, the end would not be the slightest different from the few bodyguards who were stoned to death before.

However, at the moment when Li Qing's body jumped outward, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the distance.

The sniper, who was hiding in the shadows, finally fired.

"Have Long Wu and Fang Yong been killed?" This was the only consciousness that Li Qing had left in his mind at this moment.

After separating from Li Qing, Fang Yong knelt and crawled all the way, diving in the direction where Long Wu had just left, and there was a loud sound under him, which frightened Fang Yong and shivered, and when he looked down, he saw that it was a steel bar more than one meter long and two fingers thick, all of which were red rust.

took a deep breath, fortunately, the fourth floor at this moment was under Li Qing's toss, and was in the midst of a loud shouting, obviously not noticing the sound upstairs.

Holding this thick steel bar in his hand, Fang Yong waved it lightly twice in his hand, and then slowly stood up and cautiously moved towards that side.

On the other side of the fifth floor, there is a spiral staircase that leads to the tanks and barrels that are more than ten meters high.

Walking to this side, Fang Yong's vision gradually widened, he could see that on top of those canisters, there were a lot of miscellaneous things, and behind several of the wooden containers, a vague head was exposed, which should be the location of the sniper.

Fang Yong couldn't help but admire Li Qinglai in his heart, he could detect the existence of snipers here from such a distance, he really didn't know if he could learn one and a half of his tricks in his life.

"What about Long Wu?" Fang Yong muttered silently in his heart, his face full of doubts.

Looking at the situation in front of him, the sniper shouldn't have noticed that someone was already staring at him on his side, and Long Wu shouldn't have been exposed, so where did he run to?

Fang Yong soon knew the answer.

Turning down the spiral staircase silently, Fang Yong tried his best to slow down his speed, after all, he was born in a martial arts family, and he also had kung fu, it was not a difficult task, although the kung fu of light skill was not as evil as in the TV series, but it was also real, at least it could allow Fang Yong to ensure that even in such a quiet environment, he would not make the slightest sound when walking.

Just hunched down the spiral ladder, before Fang Yong could land with one foot, he suddenly stretched out a hand from the darkness and firmly grasped his ankle.

"Could it have been discovered?" Fang Yong was startled, and he waved the steel bar in his hand to split, but he stopped abruptly in mid-air, revealing a vague face in the darkness, which was none other than Long Wu.

"Where did you go?" Fang Yong leaned forward and moved his lips, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Long Wu first covered his mouth, signaling him not to speak, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to his body.

Fang Yong looked at it, and his hairs stood on end in an instant, at this moment, Long Wu's two legs were already a blur of flesh and blood, and two large sluice knives like a grass cutter were firmly embedded in his legs, making him completely incapacitated, and the blood was still gushing out one by one, Long Wu's forehead was bruised, and his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper.

"Caught in an ambush!" Fang Yong reacted violently, his eyes instantly red.

Long Wu is worthy of being a real man, as long as he makes a sound in pain, the sniper not far away can immediately find him, but even if he suffered this kind of bone-cutting pain without any preparation in advance, he still didn't say a word, and he has been waiting for Fang Yong here, this spirit alone is enough to make many people feel ashamed.

Fang Yong's first reaction was to help Long Wu move the gate knife away, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Stretching out his hand and pointing back, Long Wu motioned for Fang Yong to deal with the sniper first, and then pointed to the side, Fang Yong realized that on the platform above this jar, there were dozens of identical gate knives densely covered with dense thin wires, forming a seamless ambush.

In such a dark environment, you can't see the specific details clearly, as long as you step on the wrong foot, it will be the same fate as Long Wu.

Even this was still under Long Wu's reminder, if it wasn't for Long Wu dragging him in advance, Fang Yong wouldn't have noticed the ambush here at all, and I'm afraid that even his life would have been lost here.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, a cold sweat also broke out on Fang Yong's forehead, this kind of gate knife should have been used in the previous smelter to cut steel wires, and it was made into such an excellent ambush by the other party on the spot, no wonder the sniper stayed in it so at ease, not paying attention to his back, it turned out that there was such a layer of talisman.

Long Wu waved his hand, signaling Fang Yong to be careful, and then slowly closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was in a coma or to save his strength.

Now he can only rely on Fang Yong himself, he wiped the cold sweat on his head, and then looked carefully for a long time before carefully taking his first step.

This process is extremely long, Fang Yong first has to carefully observe, find the gap between the silk threads, and then use the steel bar in his hand to explore the way first to ensure that there is no problem before stepping over. At the same time, he had to keep the slightest noise so as not to be noticed by the snipers over there.

Li Qing is in danger below, Long Wu's life and death are unknown in the back, and he will die if he is not careful, and the psychological pressure on Fang Yong can be imagined.

The road was less than twenty meters long, and it felt like a year, and cold sweat was dragging down the ground along the eyebrow bone and the bridge of the nose like a stream of water.

When he took the last step and broke out of the ambush, Fang Yong felt as if all the blood in his body had been drained, and he felt a violent dizziness, almost paralyzing directly to the ground.

But he knew in his heart that now was not the time for him to rest.

Bypassing the rows of old steel, Fang Yong gradually approached the sniper.

It seems that he has great confidence in his ambush, and from beginning to end, this guy has not looked back even a glance. In fact, as long as he turned around, he could quickly find Fang Yong's face covered with sweat, almost a hideous face.

The sniper's body suddenly squirmed, and his body leaned forward again, Fang Yong's heart instantly rose to his throat, he knew that this was a habitual action before shooting, and here, if this guy shoots, the target can only be Li Qing!

There was a cargo box of five or six meters between the two, but Fang Yong couldn't manage it so much, his feet slammed on the outer wall of the cargo box, his body jumped high, and the thick steel bar in his hand was thrown out directly.

Fang Yong had never learned the kung fu of playing hidden weapons, and his family claimed to be famous and decent, so naturally he would not teach these superficial techniques. However, Fang Yong played with Frisbee when he was a child, and the method of throwing this thick steel bar out was the same as that of a frisbee, plus he had a lot of strength, and the half-meter-long steel bar flew out with a whirl, bringing a whirring wind, and then slammed it on the sniper's neck.

With a muffled snort, the sniper's body went limp, but at this moment, he had already pulled the trigger!

Bang!

This gunshot, to Fang Yong's ears, was like a thunderbolt.

"Brother Qing!" Fang Yong shouted, turned over the cargo box, and appeared in the position where the sniper was just now, looking down nervously, but he could no longer see the shadows of Li Qing and Lin Qiuqiu.

I don't know if I live or die.

Fang Yong was instantly furious, reached out and pinched the neck of the sniper who had just been knocked unconscious by himself, his fingers were violently forced, and his neck was broken with a click, and then he picked up the sniper rifle, aimed, and fired.

Pull the bolt, shoot, pull the bolt, shoot.

Fang Yong repeated this action like crazy, a series of gunshots rang out, and several people below all fell down, shouting and screaming, the most annoying thing was the fat man, although the body size was inconvenient, the reaction was extremely sensitive, and when he got into a hidden position, the bullet couldn't hit him at all, although Fang Yong's marksmanship was also good, but he was not proficient, and from such a long distance, coupled with his excitement, the bullets would inevitably desert.

However, he can be sure that Lin Hai and the two bodyguards were shot, and as for whether they are dead or not, he doesn't know.

Hanging the gun around his neck, Fang Yong turned around and hurriedly ran back, walking to the previous ambush position, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled a steel pipe and threw it over.

Countless silk threads were broken, the gate knife fell straight down, and a piercing clicking sound was also spectacular.

"Brother Long! Brother Long!" Fang Yong shouted, but Long Wu should have been in a deep coma due to excessive blood loss, and he didn't respond in the slightest, so he quickly lifted the two gate knives that were pressed on Long Wu's legs carefully, and then took off his coat and tied his two legs fiercely to stop the bleeding.

Carrying Long Wu on his back, Fang Yong turned around and ran down, crying as he ran, tears and snot spilled all the way: "Brother Qing, you can't die!

"Brother Long, you hold on, I'll send you to the hospital right away, don't die!"

"Woo woo!" a big man cried like a child, which made people feel sad when they heard it.

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