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Plumes of smoke rose from the concrete floor, and rubble mixed with bullets rolled wildly. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) The bodyguards standing in front were instantly torn to pieces by the thumb-thick bullet, and a puff of blood mist floated in the air.

And those who reacted quickly rushed to the back of trees and flower beds as cover, but at such a close distance in the face of the bombardment of Vulcan cannons, not to mention what kind of bunker, even tanks would be smashed to pieces.

A guy had just hid on the edge of the flower bed, and in an instant a half-meter-long gap was torn open in the corner of the flower bed, and the guy's body trembled, and dozens of warheads drilled into his body with a scorching air current.

And those who hid behind the trees were even more miserable, and as the trees were broken by the waist, their bodies were also broken in two. Blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the thick smoke of gunpowder could not hide the pungent smell of blood and the smell of stench.

The distance from the gate to the villa was less than two hundred meters away, and the Vulcan cannon was still roaring, and those bodyguards were harvested with cheap bullets.

Looking at the people around me is like paper paste, torn to shreds one by one. Despair! Everyone saw the Grim Reaper beckoning to them, and the MP5 in their hands was no different from the Fire Stick facing the Vulcan Cannon.

"Haha、、、、" A burst of wild laughter sounded at the gate, and Liu Hai and Yuan Ye stood up, holding the M134 and walking forward step by step, their fingers holding the trigger. Bullet casings jump in the air, like elves dancing.

The four brothers who were hiding in the shadows walked out, and the semi-braking rifles in their hands were like having spirituality, as long as the enemy was locked, they were all shot in the head.

In just a few minutes, the gunfire stopped, and two craters stretched out at the gate towards the front of the villa. The smell of gunpowder smoke and bloody gas wafted in the air, making people smell sick.

The six people gathered behind Ye Tianming and Shen Lang again, and walked towards the villa with neat steps. Slowly, the corpses became denser and denser, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

6 Combat boots stepped on the blood-stained concrete floor, and "Bang! Syllable! Ringing.

The villa has been battered to the ground, and there is not a single intact glass of glass. When they walked to the front of the villa, the seventh master calmly walked out inside, followed by the middle-aged man. The guy's face was pale, and his body was already trembling. It's true that they are the underworld, and it is not false that they have guns in their hands. They've also killed people, and they've fought with other gangsters with guns. But when encountering these real professional soldiers, especially those who have been baptized by war and crawled out of the pile of dead, they will only be slaughtered. Now he finally understands that in his mind, the powerful Green Gang is nothing compared to the professional soldiers known as the war planes.

Ye Tianming stopped and looked at the seventh master in front of him: "Old guy! Are you the Seventh Master? ”

The seventh master has lived for such a long time, and he has never seen any winds and waves, and he has long seen through life and death, so now he is quite calm.

"That's right! I don't know what your purpose is for killing so many of my people today. ”

Ye Tianming smiled: "I came today to find the blood knife, as for your subordinates, I just saw that they were holding guns and it was not pleasing to the eye." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes, and a black shadow flashed out behind the seventh master, and a blood-red light went straight to Ye Tianming. Shen Lang suddenly rushed out, and with a flick of his wrist, a cold light greeted the black shadow.

Fast! It was too fast, and before everyone could react, they heard a soft sound of "ding" in their ears, and then Shen Lang snorted and retreated quickly. And the black shadow also stopped three meters away from Ye Tianming, probably in his seventies, and he was holding a blood-red three-foot long knife in his hand.

Ye Tianming turned his head to look at Shen Lang and saw that there was a half-foot-long, one-inch-deep knife on his chest, and blood was dripping down. If Shen Lang retreated a little slower, he would be disemboweled.

"It's okay!"

Shen Lang took off his clothes and tied them tightly to the wound, and smiled when he heard this: "Meaningless." ”

The brothers behind him gasped, they knew Shen Lang's skills, but they didn't expect that they would almost lose their lives here with just one face.

Ye Tianming turned his head back again, looked at the old man with a blood-red long knife in his hand, and said coldly: "You are so old, how good it is to retire at home and wait for death, if you have to come here to wade into this troubled water, it seems that you can't wait to see the king of Hades, then I will fulfill you today." After speaking, his right arm moved, and a three-edged military thorn that only existed during the Vietnam War appeared in his hand.

The Blood Knife stood there with his eyes firmly fixed on Ye Tianming's right shoulder, and Ye Tianming stood there without moving. Time passed little by little, and now it is patience, but who in this world can compare to Ye Tianming, who lay in the manure tank for three days and three nights in a sniper mission without moving.

I don't know how long it took, but even the head of the lively one was sweating. Suddenly, the body of the blood knife shook, and the figure disappeared, and a red knife light went straight to Ye Tianming's throat.

The corners of Ye Tianming's mouth hooked up with a smile, closed his eyes and turned around suddenly. With a flip of his right wrist, the military thorn flashed black light and stabbed out.

"Poof"

Blood Knife stood there stiffly, and his old face was no longer bloody. Slowly lowering his head, he looked at the three-edged military thorn that pierced deep into his abdomen in disbelief, and blood shot out from the blood trough.

"Do you know why?" Ye Tianming said coldly.

The Blood Knife raised his head, and there was no sense of color in his eyes. It's like it's not him who is going to die, it's someone else.

"That's because I'm a soldier, and on the battlefield, there are bullets on all sides, and the reason why I've survived until now is because of my intuition about danger."

After speaking, his wrist moved, and his right arm was raised violently. As the thorn was pulled out, beads of blood flew through the air. "Plop" the old body of the blood knife fell to the ground. No one would have thought that this killer, who ranked among the top three in the world, would die at the hands of a soldier, and he would die so cleanly and happily.

The military thorn in Ye Tianming's hand was still dripping blood, and he looked up at the seventh master, "The seventh master is disturbed today, your old man can go back to rest." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the gate, and the middle-aged man had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a crisp gunshot in his ears, his head tilted back sharply, and his body fell straight back.

A brother said coldly: "Big brother's order, except for you, an old guy, no one can be left alive here." ”

Ye Tianming walked out, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then looked up at the night sky, "It's been almost six years since I left the army, it's time to go back." ”

"Big brother!" Huang Jun walked back at this time and said, "Take us with you." ”

Ye Tianming looked at their eager eyes and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, waved his hand and walked to the truck: "Of course I want to take you with me." ”

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