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The people of the stick party were also targeted by the elites of the Great Circle Hall in the shootout just now, but there were still more than 300 people, and the 100 elites of the Great Circle Hall seemed a little difficult.

Nie Wuming's last sight time, there were only fifteen minutes left, if he didn't evacuate, then he really couldn't leave.

Squinting his eyes, Nie Wuming tilted his head: "Artillery, dumb hammer, after ten minutes, kill as many as you can, I'll go find Pu Zizai!" ”

After not the place, the ship hated by the cold too ghost

Later, the manor, which had begun to be lively, was completely quiet, and only the hanging head and a line of blood were seen in the distance, and a line of blood on the white pillar.

Artillery and dumb hammers responded, standing in the rear to press the formation, tonight's initial goal was to wash the blood here without leaving chickens and dogs, and also transferred a lot of people and containment, but now there is obviously a little deviation, but it is also necessary to ensure the progress of a goal.

That is to kill Park Zizai, Park Zizai will not die, and tonight's revenge is somewhat lacking in embellishment.

After forming a distant hatred and hatred, Qiu Mo was cold and tactically sealed

Nie Wuming walked calmly with the Mitsubishi military thorn in his hand, and his well-defined face was depicted with iron blood and rigidity.

When an elite of the stick party saw Nie Wuming walking forward, he recognized it as the commander of tonight's attack, his eyes flashed with madness, and he pounced on the knife with a knife, and stabbed Nie Wuming fiercely, showing madness.

Nie Wumingyou, raised his hand and swung away the knife, and landed on the body of the elite of the stick party with a strong kick, and the latter suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a speeding car.

Nie Wuming didn't frown, he walked calmly, and wherever the military thorn in his hand passed, he would inevitably take away a life, and wherever he passed, there was no enemy.

The three elites of the stick party who came out at the end saw Nie Wuming, who was unstoppable, and their eyes were blazing.

They are all absolute elites cultivated and created by the stick party with a lot of money, even if they are not as good as the strictly trained soldier kings, but they are still two grades higher than ordinary gang members, and when they saw Nie Wuming kill their companions like chopping vegetables, they all had the idea of destroying him.

After the far away branch of the grandson Chamo lonely ghost

The three of them didn't need any verbal communication to rush towards Nie Wuming, and the knife in everyone's hand stabbed out trickly.

As long as they kill Nie Wuming, they believe that everything tonight will not be a problem.

But dreams are beautiful, reality is cruel.

Facing Nie Wuming, who had been tempered by blood and fire, the three so-called elites who were just training and rarely drank blood saw a cold light pass in front of them, and then they felt a pain in their hearts.

Slowly bowed his head to the position of his heart, the blood was irrepressibly gushing out, and the flesh could be turned out, Mitsubishi stabbed, as long as it was injured, then it would be bleeding.

fell to the ground with hatred, they couldn't figure it out, why could the Mitsubishi army stab him so easily and even kill people?

Nie Wuming stepped on their corpses and walked over, and the elites of the five Great Circle Hall also approached, they knew that Nie Wuming was going to take the Middle Palace directly, and now time was running out.

"Lower the door!" In the hall, Pu Zizai also killed Nie Wuming, who was like a god of war, and shouted with a tight expression.

The ghost ship of the enemy is secret by the yang

The military advisor on the side didn't feel very suitable, now that so many brothers outside were fighting there, and putting down the gate was equivalent to giving up the people who were fighting, and the battlefield was taboo.

Pu Zi is thinking about himself at the moment, where can he manage so much, and he promised the official to sit in this position, but he only enjoyed this right, not to give his own life, and seeing that no one was acting, he shouted again: "Deaf, hurry up!" ”

The two members of the Stick Party hesitated, and quickly stepped forward to close the special door.

As soon as the person arrived, before he could make a move, a cold light swept by, Nie Wuming directly threw out the Mitsubishi Army stab in his hand and killed a person, his body knocked into a member of the stick party who was approaching, and stepped out with a bloody footprint, only two meters away from the door, as long as he killed a few more people, he could kill it.

The knot is not a ghost, and the sun hates Zhanyang cold technology

As long as Nie Wuming is killed, they believe that everything tonight will not be a problem.

Pu Zizai stood up in a panic: "Hurry up, you all block him for me, if I die, you will all die, hurry up and protect me!" ”

"Kill this person, I'll give him 100,000!"

The enemy science science complex is cool after the trouble

The military advisor swept a trace of contempt, at this time, even if it was a million, he only thought about giving 100,000, and the pay and the gain were not proportional at all.

was about to speak, when suddenly a gunshot rang out again, the military advisor was stunned, and Pu Zizai was also stunned, and then looked happy: "Support is coming?" ”

Before the joy had fallen, a shout came from outside: "Oh no, the enemy's support is coming!" ”

Enemy support?

Pu Zizai's face turned pale with fright, and he turned around and was about to run, but he just turned around and remembered that there was no road behind him at all, and only killing from the front was the royal way, with a hideous expression: "Why hasn't this bastard come yet, Director Cui, isn't this going to kill me?" ”

Nie Wuming stood outside the door, turned around, and saw a woman with thirty people holding a charge, squinting her eyes and examining it, a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Then I remembered something, and recognized the woman who took the lead.

Jin Miaoxiu, Jin Qiuyun's aunt, is also the second-in-command of the Xing Group, Nie Wuming immediately knew that it was estimated that Jin Qiuyun asked her to come.

Because there is no Jin Qiuyun, Jin Miaoxiu, the second-in-command, is worthless, and Chu Tian makes her have nothing in minutes.

Thirty people are not many, but it is thirty guns, Nie Wuming smiled, his huge body went forward, and directly crushed the throats of the two stick party elites with both hands, one rolled to the side of the door, raised a kick and kicked away the remaining stick party elite who was about to close the door.

Pulling out the military thorn on the corpse with his backhand, he killed the three elites of the stick party in one volley, and the blood was dripping, and there was no obstruction at the door.

Jin Miaoxiu did come according to Jin Qiuyun's explanation, tonight itself was just to suppress the formation to prevent accidents, and now Nie Wuming can't attack her for a long time, so she can only kill according to Jin Qiuyun's intentions.

Kill a stick party elite Seeing Nie Wuming's brave figure, he killed a few people in a few minutes, his eyes were slightly condensed, what a brave man.

Women in their thirties instinctively yearn for the strength of men, and they also speed up the speed of bullets.

Seeing that Nie Wuming had already killed at the door, Pu Zizai pushed the military advisor to the front, and let the remaining six stick party elites press up: "Go, kill him for me, and I'll give you 50,000 by yourself!" ”

Nie Wuming pushed up the door that he pulled down, and now with Jin Miaoxiu's support, he could do things more calmly, walking inside step by step, stepping on the ground and bringing out blood-stained footprints, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the hall, even overpowering the shouts and gunshots outside.

The elite of the six stick parties shouted and pounced, and at this moment, it was either you or I died.

Nie Wuming sneered, the military thorn slashed out like lightning, directly slashed and killed an elite of the stick party, grabbed the other person with his backhand, and fell out like garbage and knocked over the third person, taking a step forward to end their lives.

Sun Yuanke's love and hatred are far away from the moon

Sun Yuanke hated Yu Yue Fang Ke Yuan Nie Wuming also knew that time was running out, so he nodded and threw Pu Zizai's head to the artillery: "Hang up!" ”

Turning around to avoid the attack of one of them, the military thorn flipped from under the armpit and stabbed into the latter's abdomen, dripping with blood, Nie Wuming also took advantage of the situation to move forward and strike again, and in an instant, the six elites of the stick party fell to the ground.

Nie Wuming tilted his shoulder, and there was a knife wound that was neither deep nor shallow, but he didn't care too much, and his eyes were on the military advisor in front of him: "Go away!" ”

The military advisor himself is not a master, at most he has a little fighting skills, and he feels only depressed in the face of Nie Wuming, who has the breath of blood and fire flowing on his body.

Stubbornly holding the knife and swinging it out, Nie Wuming frowned, and when the military stab swept away, the knife in the military division's hand was shocked and flew out, kicking it out, and the military advisor flew sideways and knocked over Pu Zizai.

Pu Zizai got up in pain, and stabbed the military advisor in the stomach with an angry knife: "Bastard, if you are beaten away, you will kill me!" ”

The military advisor's eyes were wide open, he never thought that he didn't die in Nie Wuming's hands, but he died in Pu Zizai's hands, and just because it hurt him, his hand raised and pointed at Pu Zizai: "Waste!" ”

Pu Zizai pulled the knife back, and Nie Wuming, who came, was afraid but still mustered up courage: "You are from Chutian, right?" How much money does he give you a year, you let me go, I will give you 200,000, I believe you can't earn 200,000 a year, right? ”

Nie Wuming stopped a meter away, and when Pu Zizi thought he was tempted, Nie Wuming sighed: "I monopolize the goods of the entire Golden Triangle, you are richer than me?" ”

The knot is not a hate, the enemy learns to follow the moon, and the ship is not dead

Nie Wuming tore off the bloody clothes on his body, revealing the vest inside, the bulging muscles were clearly masculine, and patted his chest: "My name is Nie Wuming, the commander of the Golden Triangle of the handsome army!" ”

Park Zizai exclaimed: "You are an unknown general? ”

Nie Wuming didn't answer, but the military thorn in his hand slashed: "Let's go!" ”

The blood drifted away, a head rolled to the ground, Pu Zizai's hands and feet were still twitching, his body fell to the ground, lifting the wide-eyed head on the ground, Nie Wuming turned around and walked out of the hall, raising his head: "Pu Zizai is dead, who wants to fight to the end?" ”

Because of Jin Miaoxiu's support, there are now only a few dozen elites of the stick party left, and the elites of the Great Circle Hall have also lost more than 30 people, and the rest of them are also somewhat wounded.

Sun Buke's situation was inspected by the moon after the war

In the face of thirty guns and a siege of more than sixty people, Park Zizai died, and the remaining dozens of stick party elites didn't know what to do.

Sun Buke's situation is not very suitable for the military advisor on the side of Zhanyang after the month, and now so many brothers outside are fighting there, and putting down the gate is equivalent to giving up the people who are fighting, and the battlefield is taboo.

"Mr. Nie, let's go, I'll handle it here." Kim Miaoxiu also reacted, and Park Zizi's head reminded with a deep nameless look.

Nie Wuming also knew that time was running out, so he nodded and threw Pu Zizai's head to the artillery: "Hang up!" ”

He turned and stained his torn clothes with blood on the ground, and wrote a large line on the pillar.

A line of words with murderous aura was left on the pillar, Pu Zizai's head was also hung by the hanging beam, Nie Wuming waved his big hand, and the elites of the Great Circle Hall carried the corpses of their dead companions and quickly evacuated, and the people brought by Jin Miaoxiu held guns to deter the elites of the stick party.

When Nie Wuming and the others were far away, Jin Miaoxiu's phone also rang, from Jin Qiuyun: "Auntie, Director Cui has already brought people over, and he will arrive at the manor soon, what is the result?" ”

Jin Miaoxiu's hanging head, another line of words, seemed to be able to feel Nie Wuming's domineering and bloody, shook his head to react, and replied: "Pu Zizai has been cut off his head, and there are only dozens of sins left." ”

Jin Qiuyun was silent for a while: "Six minutes, hurry up for six minutes to do things, I don't want to see a living person!" ”

"In addition, tell Nie Wuming that he will retreat according to the original plan, and everything is ready."

"He's evacuated with people, I'll do it now!" Jin Miaoxiu said that she understood, and when she ended the call, a handshot rang out, and then thirty people scattered out to search in the manor, and occasionally sporadic gunshots could be heard, and after five minutes, all evacuated!

The manor, which had begun to be bustling, fell completely silent, and only the hanging head and a line of blood were seen in the distance, and a line of blood on the white pillar.

ps: The sixth watch, that's all there is today, call for a few flowers!