The fierce gunshots rang out "ping pong", occasionally mixed with a few explosions, Jiang Lingyun slowly opened his eyes, looked out the window, and several bursts of red light sounded.

Jiang Lingyun sighed helplessly, it was another war, and he couldn't even sleep well.

At this moment, President Vaudera was nervously standing at the gate of the palace, and Origa was standing next to him, and there was a fierce battle in front of him, and from time to time there were bursts of gunfire.

"President, it's almost unbearable, the FAN government forces have basically poured out, and they actually bypassed so many obstacles and came directly to the palace, I suspect that we may have internal ghosts. Origa said with a heavy face.

"We must find out who is the inner ghost. Waldra let out a gloomy sigh.

"You guys, protect the president. After Orriga finished speaking to the other bodyguards with a heavy face, he directly picked up the gun and rushed forward.

The incessant sound of gunfire, explosions, bloody battles, and fierce shouts were mixed together.

Origa held a gun and rushed into the crowd, he had been shot in the hand, blood was constantly flowing, watching more and more FAN government forces rushing in, Origa shouted, picked up the submachine gun and fired.

"Bang!" another shot hit Origa in the chest, and Origa fell to his knees.

Looking at everything in front of him, a trace of heaviness flashed in Vodera's heart, a trace of helplessness, and a trace of resentment, Vodrea sighed, his eyes had been dyed red, the number of FAN government forces was increasing, reaching four or five hundred, and he was only forty or fifty people left.

Originally, if their own marching team was there, how could these Fan governments dare to be so arrogant, but today their own three army teams have been sent out, Wodera cried and laughed, if there is no inner ghost, how can there be such a coincidence. Could it be that today, I really deserve to die here?

Just as Vodira smiled helplessly, a figure leaped down from the walls of the palace, landed firmly on the ground, and then rolled forward and rushed forward.

"Click!" rang out a burst of heavy gunfire.

This figure is Jiang Lingyun, at this moment, Jiang Lingyun is rushing, holding a submachine gun in his hand, sweeping away, and directly pouring a large number of people.

"Cool!" Jiang Lingyun laughed, rolled over, dodged a strafing shot, threw the submachine gun, and picked up another AK.

Jiang Lingyun shuttled through the war like a ghost, constantly looking for cover, and then took the opportunity to shoot.

"Bang" "Bang" A shot rang out, a shot shot was a headshot, and for a while, a large number of people fell directly on the ground, and the fan government team directly began to panic.

"Ah~ This, this figure is, Jiang Lingyun, that spirited Oriental, it's terrifying, this, is this still a person?" Origa looked at the shuttling figure blankly, as if looking at Superman.

"Hahaha, Jiang, it's really you! My friend! I really love you to death. Waldra looked at it and laughed, she was very happy, looking at Jiang Lingyun in the shuttle, clapping her hands and cheering.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, and a rocket head exploded, stirring up flames.

"Damn, you want to up, uncle!" Jiang Lingyun jumped directly out of the bazooka with just one jump, but was also shocked by the air flow stirred up by the bazooka by two meters, Jiang Lingyun directly performed light work, hovering in the air.

Just when the militants thought that Jiang Lingyun was happy to be bombarded to death, that devilish figure actually shuttled up like a ghost, and one by one the militants began to fall.

"Let you bomb me!" Jiang Lingyun aimed at the bazooka guy with a shot, directly breaking his head.

Looking at Jiang Lingyun, who was flying more than twenty meters in the air, everyone's eyes widened, oh my God, this, is this still a person, can he actually fly in the air, those fan governments saw Jiang Lingyun, and even gathered firepower to hit Jiang Lingyun.

Dense bullets flew in, Jiang Lingyun sneered, and dodged in the air, as fast as lightning.

"Oh my God, is this light work? It turns out that there really is light work?" said Origa, whose mouth opened wide, in surprise.

"Oh, my friend, you scared me, and my friends and I were stunned!" said Waldrah, with her mouth wide open.

The fan government forces originally thought that this time they would definitely blow the damn sharpshooter to death, but they didn't expect this damn guy to fly into the sky at this moment, and he was dodging his own bullets, what kind of person is this, it's just a god.

"Kill me, kill him, bomb him!" "Fan government forces secretly shouted at Jiang Lingyun in this operation, tearing his throat.

Dense gunshots, bullets kept pouring towards Jiang Lingyun, like a shower of stars.

Jiang Lingyun sneered, and with an acceleration, the person fell directly into the crowd of the Fan government's armed forces, hand and foot at the same time, Jiang Lingyun waved hard in the crowd of the Fan government.

"Ah!" screamed, the FAN government militants were blown up and dropped like sand, and groups of people began to fall in the area centered on Jiang Lingyun.

Jiang Lingyun wandered away in the crowd of armed forces of the Fan government, his fists and feet were combined, and everything could not stop him, like a clay man on a sand wall, all vulnerable in front of Jiang Lingyun.

Jiang Lingyun's skills are becoming more and more fluid, every punch and kick does not need to be deliberate, it is all played at random, and the strength is easily controlled.

"Ah, devil, run, retreat, all the army retreat!" cried out in fear as the little head of the FAN government forces ran back.

As soon as the militants saw that their leaders had withdrawn, they no longer had the confidence to fight, so they just dropped their butts and ran, and even some of their direct weapons were gone, and they fled like lost dogs.

The battle ended dramatically and unbelievably in the second half of the battle, after the first half of the battle, which resulted in a complete victory for the government forces.

This time, the Fan government army suffered less than 200 casualties, and the casualties were innumerable.

Jiang Lingyun stood coldly on the battlefield, the moonlight sprinkled on his face, shining on that cold face, and the scattered droplets of blood looked particularly dazzling under the moonlight.

The breeze blew slowly, and the cold momentum on Jiang Lingyun's body slowly dissipated until it disappeared, restoring calm to the originally cold and gloomy battlefield.

All the government militants looked at this yellow-skinned superman, they really couldn't believe that one person actually beat an armed army of hundreds of people and fled, and even bullets and bombs couldn't help him, is this really the legendary Oriental martial arts master.