"Rush!" At this moment, Wang Yue's subordinates spread all over the mountains, constantly approaching the camp of Murong Qunxiong's forces. From time to time, they took submachine guns and fired at the opposite side, and from time to time they bent down or crawled forward. When shooting at the opposite side with submachine guns, at least half of their bullets could hit Murong Qunxiong's men. When bent down or lying on their stomachs, they are able to quickly dodge bullets that come back from the opposite side.

The subordinates of the Murong Qunxiong forces on this side watched Wang Yue's subordinates suddenly charge at them. They only felt that their hands and feet were weak, and their hearts were panicked. When bullets whizzed from the other side, they listened to the sound of bullets cutting through the air. They were made up of a small group of warriors and most of the gangsters, and they had little professional training. The marksmanship is not accurate, and when the bullets on the opposite side are more and more punctual, the courage will be frightened. It's too late to lie on the ground and dodge the bullets on the other side, let alone aim at the opponent to shoot, or charge at the opponent in the face of a hail of bullets.

When Wang Yue's subordinates got closer and closer, advancing from 400 meters to 200 meters, from 200 meters to 50 meters, and finally only 20 meters remained, one of Murong Qunxiong's thugs endured the rain of bullets on the opposite side, forcibly controlled the fear in his heart, and concentrated his whole body to shoot at the opposite side.

Missed, the thug felt two bullets flying over his head, and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. This is a real gun, if he is hit, he will never see the world again.

Gritting his teeth, he squinted one eye and continued to aim at the opposite side. He had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. Although he was a subordinate temporarily summoned by Murong Qunxiong and did not have any professional training, he knew that he had to shoot a gun at three points and one line. Three points are concentrated in one line so that he can hit the enemy on the opposite side. The gun also had recoil, and he had to keep the recoil firmly under control.

However, when he held the gun tightly and finally controlled his mind to aim at the opposite side, he saw a figure flashing on the opposite side, and he suddenly couldn't find the figure of the person.

Hey?

Where did the man go?

He quickly took out the pistol and searched hard with a pair of eyes. It turned out that there was a reverse slope opposite him, and the man had just rushed behind it.

Then he took the pistol and aimed it again, and he only felt his heart pounding. At this time, he saw Wang Yue's subordinates looking towards him. The two looked at each other, and his right eyelid suddenly jumped wildly. I saw a contemptuous smile on the man's face, and he immediately pulled the trigger and swept towards him.

"Ah!!!!h

He screamed in fright.

After a shuttle of bullets, he was not killed, and five or six people died around him. Seeing the tragic death of his companions, the pupils in his eyes suddenly dilated.

It's not a game, the game is dead, and he can do it all over again. If he had been shot dead by the man, he would never have had a chance to do it again.

"We can't beat it, we can't beat it! We're not their opponents, run!"

As soon as the thug felt the urge to run away, one of his companions not far away yelled and turned and ran.

As soon as the man ran, he could no longer control the fear in his heart, and many people fled backwards. He is just a part-time worker, although Murong Qunxiong gives him a good salary, and he has three thousand yuan for a day's war. But he can earn these 3,000 yuan anywhere, he would rather find a place to work with peace of mind and earn these 3,000 yuan a month, rather than lose his life to earn these 3,000 yuan a day.

"Something is wrong, this battle is not right today. Wang Yue's subordinates seem to have changed people, these people are elusive, many of us didn't see their shadows at all, and we were killed!"

"There are bullets everywhere, bullets everywhere, you can't see where the guns are fired, you can't see where the bullets are coming from!"

Wang Yue's subordinates charged extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed in front of Murong Qunxiong's subordinates. When Wang Yue's subordinates rushed in front of Murong Qunxiong's subordinates and raised their guns and swept them, most of Murong Qunxiong's front-line subordinates immediately fell. This battle is completely different from fighting, if it is a fight, Murong Qunxiong's subordinates can still fight. But on this battlefield, they only feel that their strength is so bad. Wang Yue's subordinates still dare to rush, and it would be good if they dared to fight back with bullets. The rest of the people, unable to suppress the fear in their hearts, fled one after another.

"Don't run, don't run! Give me a top, give me a top!, who dares to run, Lao Tzu will shoot him!"

Seeing that many of the front-line subordinates turned around and ran one after another, the faces of the gang leaders of the Murong Qunxiong forces changed greatly. Many of them were frightened on their horses, and they were run into by their own men, and they fell off their horses. Ma Shenwei, the leader of the Xishan Provincial Horse Gang, held the reins in his hand, trying to control the frightened jujube red horse. When a man of his own came rushing at him, frightening the hooves of the red horse beneath him, he gritted his teeth and suddenly shot and killed one of his men.

"Oh, don't run, give me everything. Whoever dares to run will be his fate!"

"Grass you, Lao Tzu just came to work, and I didn't sell it to you, we can't beat them, why can't we run? Old thing, who do you think you are, why don't you die!"

Who are these subordinates of Murong Qunxiong? They are all hooligans and gangsters. Although these people were invincible to Wang Yue's men, after having a gun in their hands, they felt that they were already invincible in the world. They are not professionally trained, they do not have a unified faith. They're just here to play tricks, just to make some extra money. Seeing that Ma Shenwei dared to shoot them with a gun, they immediately raised their submachine guns and fired at Ma Shenwei.

Even if you are the number one master in the world, what if Lao Tzu has a gun, afraid of you?

"Bastard thing!"

When Murong Qunxiong's subordinates shot at him one after another, Ma Shenwei's face changed, and he immediately flew up from the jujube red horse. A number of bullets quickly passed under him, and his red horse let out a roar and was knocked to the ground on the spot.

"My horse .........!" Seeing his sweaty BMW worth millions of dollars die tragically on the spot, Ma Shenwei's eyes were almost on fire.

"Run, leave him alone, let's keep running!"

Countless thugs looked at him like air, and ran quickly past him.

"Resist, resist!" Murong Qunxiong saw his subordinates rushing towards him and running away, and he was also in chaos on a big black horse.

Murong Qunxiong's clansmen saw that the gangsters they had gathered chose to flee, and they could only fight on top of them themselves. However, as soon as they rushed to the front line, some of them were immediately knocked to the ground by bullets.

Even if many of them are elite-level masters, or even grandmaster-level masters.

Warriors, their power on the battlefield is too weak. They were facing 100,000 elites under Wang Yue, and those bullets didn't know any martial artists at all.

And where did the 100,000 elites under Wang Yue come from?

Since Xing Tian had called General Chen, who was stationed in Jiangnan, General Chen arrived with his men in less than an hour. Wang Yue's 100,000 ordinary men summoned from the north were replaced that night and replaced with 100,000 real soldiers.

The Chinese army is world-famous, and China is a world-famous military power. In those years, he repelled foreign enemies and helped the neighboring Xianguo all the way to the capital of Korea. Majestic and high-spirited, with an immortal military soul, how could it be compared to the ragtag army composed of these gangster warriors under the Murong Qunxiong forces?

When Murong Qunxiong looked at Murong Yanran with a pair of blood-red eyes, and Murong Yanran tried to turn the tide, Wang Yue, his brothers, and his 1,500 elite soldiers quickly entered their camp.

The elite soldiers under Wang Yue quickly raised their rifles and pulled the trigger on the opposite side, and a large number of Murong Qunxiong's subordinates quickly fell.

Tang Xiaomei and Tang Siming quickly flew into the enemy formation with the disciples of Tang Jiabao, and quickly threw small brackets to the ground.

"Buddha Fury Lotus!"

"Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle!"

"Thunderbolt Fire Bomb!"

Countless silver needles quickly shot out in all directions, and a subordinate thug and martial artists named Murong Qunxiong quickly fell to the ground.

"Rain!" Tang Xiaomei's petite body turned lightly in the enemy formation, and countless peach blossoms fell from the sky.

"Ahh

"Tang Xiaomei, it's not bad............" When Young Master Qian held a one-legged bronze man in his hand and waved a large number of enemies, he couldn't help but be stunned when he glanced at Tang Xiaomei's petite figure.

I saw Tang Xiaomei's big eyes clear and moving, her delicate appearance was smart, wearing a fiery red long dress, dancing and spinning lightly under the petals, and laughing like silver bells from time to time.

At this moment, Young Master Qian fell in love with his little sister.

Tang Xiaomei's temperament attracted him, and he began to look forward to the day when Tang Xiaomei put on a snow-white wedding dress for him.

"Old thief Murong, you should die!"

Yuwen Shenju took the giant tripod and swung a gang leader out with a horse, and stepped on the ground with one foot, creating a large crack, knocking down Murong Qunxiong, and a large number of his subordinates rushed towards him.

"Withdraw .........!"

The defeat was like a mountain, and Murong Qunxiong's subordinates were defeated by Wang Yue's subordinates, even if Murong Yanran was a genius, he could not reverse the defeat.

Murong Qunxiong glanced at Wang Yue with hatred, but he could only twist the reins of the black horse under him, and led his subordinates to turn around and flee towards Jiangnan City.

"Want to run?"

A black light flashed in Wang Yue's eyes, turning into a black shadow and chasing after Murong Qunxiong.