"Run!" Yan Murong looked at Teng Xiangling, who was holding his head and shrinking down, his face panicked and at a loss, and shouted again.

Run? Teng Xiangling's brain was almost out of action now, and the sound of the bullet hitting the car seemed to make her ears lose function for a short time, and she only saw Yan Murong opening her mouth, but she didn't know what he was talking about.

Guns, this is guns, this is a shootout.

In addition to being in the movie, Teng Xiangling saw a real gun for the first time, and the bullet was also shot on her body, and every time the bullet hit, it would make the car tremble, and it felt so real.

"Run!" Yan Murong shouted and waved his hand at her, and Teng Xiangling only now understood that he was letting himself run.

By the way, he was letting himself run - he just said that if something happens, he will go first, but what will he do if he leaves?

"Let's go." A pile of gravel in front of Yan Murong was hit by bullets, and many of the gravel were splashed, Yan Murong leaned on the gravel, and his body was almost lying on the ground, so as to avoid his flower appearance being hit by the flying gravel or stray bullets.

"Be careful, I'll go to the police." Teng Xiangling gritted his teeth, started the car, and did not turn around, but relied on the reversing radar in the car to drive all the way backwards, and did not sit up until he drove far away, turned the head of the car and ran quickly towards the city.

"Damn, I really ran away." Yan Murong looked at the road without Porsche, and muttered depressedly. At this time, several people on the business car also walked down, a total of five people, except for Xiao Pingtou who held a short gun in his hand, the others were all holding long guns, some like AK, but if you look closely, the workmanship is relatively rough, and you can see that it is imitation at a glance.

Xiao Pingtou made a gesture, and the other four slowly dispersed, fanning out of the way, and then slowly surrounded the pile of rubble where Yan Murong was hiding.

"Still not out yet? If I don't come out, I'm going to hang. Yan Murong suddenly shouted.

This sound startled Xiao Ping's first few people, and the two people standing on the edge quickly turned around and looked around - after Yan Murong finished shouting, the figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the pile, and then, a small pebble picked up in his hand was thrown out.

"Bang bang bang!"

At the same time, a burst of gunfire also exploded above Yan Murong's head, and he quickly retracted in fright, and scolded secretly in his heart - how could this group of bastards react so quickly.

"Hey, help, I'm really going to hang up if you don't come out again." Yan Murong shouted again - the moment he threw the stone, he saw that the small stone he threw out was dodged by Xiao Pingtou, which meant that the other party's skills were not weak.

"Bang bang bang!" Xiao Pingtou fired three more shots at the pile of rubble where Yan Murong was hiding before he said. "Stop shouting, your trick is useless."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Yan Murong hid behind the pile of rubble and said loudly. "You have to shout to know."

After speaking, Yan Murong shouted again - a cruel smile hung on the corner of Xiao Pingtou's mouth, and after waving his hand, several people slowly approached Yan Murong again.

I learned from the employer that their target's personal force value was not weak - although a few of them were also good, they were always not as fast as using a gun, so they didn't give Yan Murong a chance to fight in close combat at all, they just took the gun and approached a little bit, as long as Yan Murong showed his head, they would shoot him.

Damn, are you going to die here today? Yan Murong thought depressedly, why did the police come so slowly, no matter where they were, I knew how good it was to be a girl from Su Qingwu in the first place, and I wouldn't be a little virgin before I died.

Otherwise, just fight, right? Yan Murong thought. At the same time, there are also three more silver needles in his hand - there are five people on the other side, and if you shoot with all your might, you can put down three, but what about the other two?

Cautiously looking sideways at the outside of the viaduct, Yan Murong was depressed for a while - the distance between below and above is about thirteen or fourteen meters high, he can use his breath, and it is not false that he can jump over a wall three or four meters high, but he can't fly, at a height of thirteen or fourteen meters, even if he can't fall to death, he will have to fall and be crippled, so what's the difference between jumping down and jumping directly with his head down?

Why isn't there a river down there? Yan Murong thought as he pulled his hair.

"Bang!"

How else to say that it is called the road of the heavens, Yan Murong was thinking about whether to jump down when the sound of a bullet breaking through the air sounded, and then, one of the gunmen fell down with a pop, without even shouting.

Really called by yourself? Yan Murong was overjoyed in his heart—but why did he use a gun this time, not a flying knife? Anyway, no matter what it is, as long as it comes.

"Lie down, all lie down, the third child hangs up." Xiao Pingtou shouted, and at the same time, his body quickly climbed down.

"Big brother, on the hill at twelve o'clock, sniper." The scar man shouted, and as he shouted, he climbed to the side of the flat head.

He didn't dare to look up, he didn't dare to shoot—the distance was too far, and few automatic rifles or pistols could hit this position, except for sniper rifles, and even less with the modified guns in their hands. Looking at the entire skull being lifted, the red and white people flowed all over the place, and the third child knew that the other party was still using a large-caliber sniper rifle.

Yan Murong saw that someone was coming to help him, so he immediately stood up from behind the gravel pile, but as soon as he stood up, the man lying on the other side of Xiao Pingtou half-knelt up, and the muzzle of the gun was also aimed at Yan Murong.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out - the hapless boy had just taken aim, and before he could pull the trigger, a splash of blood appeared on his head, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Fourth!" Xiao Pingtou shouted angrily. "Don't move, don't get up."

Xiao Pingtou also knew that his brothers had encountered hard stubble this time, and the other party was actually protected by someone, and he was also a sniper. It seems that the identity of the other party is not ordinary. Therefore, he wisely chose not to move, and then directly threw the gun on the ground, and lay down with his head in his hands - as long as he did not move, the other party would not shoot, and it was really not worth it for hundreds of thousands of lives.

"You, stand up." Yan Murong pointed to one of the guys who took a man and said.

The man looked sideways at Xiao Pingtou, and stood up cautiously at Xiao Pingtou's signal. But as soon as he stood up, gunshots followed.

"Old Five!" The scar man was in a hurry, and immediately got up from the ground, and went to pick up the gun thrown on the ground, but before his hand could touch the butt, another bullet whistled and hit him directly in the head.

Damn, can I still ask someone to ask? Yan Murong wanted to die depressedly, and then hurriedly waved his hand at the mountain in the distance, signaling not to shoot again, and if he continued to fight, there would be no one left alive.