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The target was found to be a sniper lying on the roof of a unit building on the east side, and he received an order to quickly aim the sniper rifle at Shen Tiangang's left leg and thigh, who was unleashing his spell in the lobby on the first floor of the Jinlide Auction Center......

Pull the trigger......

Bang!

Bullets pierce the air and fly over 900 meters, shooting from one unit to another!

Shen Tiangang was controlling the walking corpses and killing people on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wantonly used the "filthy soil to capture the corpses" to turn the dead corpses into walking corpses, and suddenly......

His heart throbbed, and the keen instinct of the corpse chaser told him that danger was coming!

Instinctively want to hide......

However, Xiao Shan was faster and had already taken out the strange glass ball from his body......

A black wind blows out......

Kankan pushed Shen Tiangang into the air......

I heard a "bang"......

A gunshot rang out......

Shen Tiangang fell to the ground and felt a hot pain in his left calf!

There was a black bullet hole in the ground where I had stood before, and there was smoke......

Xiao Shan shouted: "There are snipers, quickly find cover for cover!" ”

Chiharu Kurosawa had already taken refuge behind a pillar.

Xiao Shan hides behind a tall flower platform.

Shen Tiangang crawled into the lobby bar and got under the table.

After taking a few breaths, check your injuries.

There were bullet holes in the pant legs, the edges of the holes were burned wide, and they also smelled burnt.

Roll up your trouser legs and take a look......

Whew, it's okay, it's okay, the leg hasn't been pierced, it's dangerous, it's just a layer of oily skin that has been scratched, and blood seeps out.

Seeing the bright red color and feeling the spicy pain of breaking the skin, he was extremely afraid.

If Xiao Shan hadn't made a quick move just now, I'm afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it now.

The first shot broke the leg!

The second shot is fatal!

Then his eyes lit up, and his face showed a crazy expression, and whoever stood in my way, no matter who it was, must be killed, killed......

At some point, Xiao Shan moved next to him and said, "The sniper of the Xiangjiang Flying Tiger should not be underestimated, don't be fooled." It is estimated that they sent more than one...... Second Uncle Shen, the sniper is handed over to me to deal with, you still continue to create walking corpses, be responsible for resisting those police outside the field, and use walking corpses to open the way when things are loaded and you need to break through. ”

Shen Tiangang gritted his teeth and finally nodded in agreement.

After all, the regiment commander authorized Xiao Shan to serve as the commander of this operation.

I saw that Xiao Shan took out his glass ball again, held it in his palm and said a few words in a low voice, and there was a thick black gas that expanded and rotated.

Shen Tiangang was speechless, fog grass, such a heavy yin qi!

The next moment, a young woman with a big belly appeared in the bar.

The young woman's belly was round, as if she was pregnant.

But Shen Tiangang took a closer look, the abdomen was black and thick, and the young woman's face was as white as a ghost, oh no, she was a ghost!

Murderous spirit?!

Shen was shocked and immediately became vigilant, as if facing a great enemy.

Xiao Shan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, her name is Zhang Meifeng, you can also call her Xiaofeng." ”

Shen Tiangang frowned and asked, "This is the ghost you received?" ”

Xiao Shan smiled and didn't answer much, only said to the female ghost Zhang Meifeng: "That building, have you seen it?" Go ahead, go to the top of the building and kill someone......"

He pointed to a unit building to the east.

Through the direction, force, and trajectory of the bullet shot, Xiao had roughly calculated the position of the sniper's lurking.

……

……

Lu Fan found Chen Menglong.

He's fighting a hard battle.

There are two people on the other side.

One was long, ponytailed, mustachioed, dressed in Japanese and samurai clothes, and armed with a sword.

One was of short stature, draped in a black cloak and capped, tightly wrapped.

The aura of the man dressed as a samurai is very strong, and unpredictable, sometimes condensed, sometimes bursting, quiet as the abyss, moving like a storm crashing on the shore, his swordsmanship is also extremely clever, and Chen Menglong confronted head-on, completely dominating the upper hand, showing a suppressive situation.

Of course, Chen Menglong's pressure also came from the "black cloak" standing next to him, although the "black cloak" did not make a move, but its aura was weird and palpitating, and it was difficult not to be affected.

Chen was already sweating profusely, exhausted to cope.

Behind him was a small reception room, and he seemed to be desperately guarding the door, not wanting to let the other party in.

Beside him, he didn't see the shadows of Qian Xiyi and Zhou Aojun, but there was an old man with a white beard.

Lu Fan recognized the old gentleman, it was Ouyang Mozhai, a master of Xiangjiang metaphysics, who had bid for the "Yellow Dragon Vein" together at the auction before.

It turned out that he was not dead, but escaped.

He seemed to want to help but couldn't, so he rubbed his hands in a hurry.

Seeing Lu Long and the others coming, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Come and help!" ”

He had seen Lu Fan's skills before, and if it weren't for Lu Fan and Chen Menglong, he wouldn't have had a chance to survive until now.

Chen Menglong's face was happy when he saw Lu Fan, and when he saw Long Geltana beside Lu Fan, his face changed again.

Fog grass, what's the situation?

Naturally, the samurai and the black cloak saw them as well.

There are only three types of people in today's auction centers: enemies, oneself, and the innocent.

The chances of being alive until now, the "innocents" are very small.

If you are not your own people, you are the enemy!

The black cloak opened his mouth and said, "Sanada, it's all your fault!" If you hadn't insisted on your damn 'bushido' and had to fight one-on-one, let me help you, I would have already killed this kid and settled the battle, how could it have dragged on until now, causing trouble? ”

His voice was neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, it sounded particularly strange, most of his body was covered in a black cloak, the upper part of his face was also covered by the cap, only the lower half was exposed, his skin was pale, and his lips were thin and bright red.

The samurai, known as "Sanada", shouted, "This is my battle, and no one is allowed to interfere!" It's rare to meet such a good opponent, and I must have a good fight...... Tessa Ang, it's your duty to watch from the sidelines, and if anyone interferes, you kill him! ”

Tessa Ang said dissatisfiedly: "Sanada, although you are ranked above me in the regiment, you do not have the right to give orders to me, and I have no obligation to obey your dispatch......"

The voice is still yin and yang, and Ann can tell that I am male and female.

Sanada said sharply: "Don't be wordy! ”

Tessa Ang immediately changed his tone and said, "What kind of tantrum are you, I said so, but I'm already helping you sweep the formation, if someone makes trouble, I will definitely kill it as soon as possible!" ”

Lu Fan felt that there was no need to guess anymore, these two must be people with blood shadows, and they were both strong and dangerous.

I saw that Sanada slashed seven knives while talking.

Chen Menglong was unarmed, and was forced to retreat in a hurry, quite embarrassed.

When the two sides stopped slightly, a hole broke in Chen's waist and flanks, and blood flowed out.

Fortunately, the wound was shallow and did not bleed much.

But on his body, there were already several such wounds, and his clothes and pants were even more tattered.

Chen gasped and thought to himself, so strong! His knife was so fast that I couldn't completely dodge it, and the qi attached to the blade was so sharp that I couldn't even stop my "Vajra Phase of the Thirty-two Bodies of Buddhism", and I could only barely reduce the injury—imagine that if it weren't for the "Vajra Phase", I guess I would have burped a long time ago......