Chapter 1067: Goodbye Goshawk Nightfall Gunshots
Panda. is Sun Guangchao's code name.
He took three of his men and followed them far behind. The remaining two groups are on the streets parallel to each other, ready to respond.
When the three groups of them had already changed their personnel once, Sun Guangchao finally received a report from his subordinates. Of course, even if no one told him, he found out that something was wrong.
Because, he heard the gunshots.
"Panda, the person we were following, suddenly blocked the other party's retreat, and the person at the front seemed to have been attacked. What to do? β
"Wait for me to ask for instructions!"
Sun Guangchao immediately called Han Yu, and now he wants to obey Han Yu's orders, he hasn't forgotten this!
"This sake is really as light as its name suggests. When you drink it in your mouth, it doesn't taste anything! The corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and a faint flush appeared on his fair face.
Her skin was fine, white and delicate, like carefully carved white porcelain, glowing with a layer of luster in the light.
I don't know if it's because of the alcohol, her eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist. The whole person is like a ripe peach, exuding a charming fragrance!
Han Yu's gaze swept lightly on the other party's thick chest, revealing a touch of roundness, and said softly: "The men of the Japanese country are already less brave and passionate, how can they drink strong wine?" β
"That's right!" Fang Yan got up lightly, sat in Han Yu's arms, and said with a wine glass in his hand: "However, I still have some strength to drink, why don't you drink this cup for me?" β
It was the cup she had just used, and it seemed to have a faint lip print.
Miss, is this unhygienic? Unless Han Yu's head was squeezed by a donkey, he would say that! He unceremoniously wrapped the body in his arms hard, and said with a smile: "I can't ask for it!" β
The two of them were like this, and Fang Yan held the cup and let Han Yu drink the remaining half of the wine.
The glass of wine burned and seemed to turn into a warm current that flowed through his body.
made Han Yu's body react involuntarily. At this time, Fang Yan was sitting there, and he could naturally feel that a spear full of attack and murderous aura was already approaching her pass.
"Are you so bad that you want to bully people?" Fang Yan gently kissed him on the face, like a dragonfly dotting water: "However, I like it!" β
Han Yu smiled, a little embarrassed in his heart, but also a little moved. In the face of such a mature, intellectual, and bewitching woman, she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and she was a man, but she was afraid that she couldn't hold it.
His hand gently stroked the other party's thigh twice, and chuckled: "It looks like you're planning to eat me tonight and then go to sleep?" β
"I hate it, I'm afraid you want to eat someone, right?" Fang Yan glanced at him coquettishly and slowly stood up. Before the body left him, the round ass seemed to be unintentionally gently teased on the tent held up by Han Yu, and Han Yu almost didn't drag her over, and he came to a prancing horse and raised a gun on the spot, and waved his army into the port!
This girl is simply a goblin-level.
Fang Yan suddenly asked in a low voice, "I think, you should be very young, right?" β
Han Yu glanced at him, picked up a roasted silver cod, and ate it gently: "Huh? Where did you see that? β
"Skin! Your skin is fine, with a youthful vibrancy! Fang Yan said softly.
Han Yu is convinced, and he can judge the age of a man from his skin, what kind of experience does this need?
"Can I see what you look like?" Fang Yan chuckled, "I'm really a little curious......"
Han Yu also looked at each other with a smile and said softly: "Curiosity can kill cats and people." Sometimes, knowing more is not a good thing for you! As long as you know, I am Li Yuankai, and that's enough! β
The smile on Fang Yan's face was still the same, and he nodded and smiled: "Well, I know, you don't have to be so serious!" β
Damn, this woman not only has the charm that only mature women have, but also can make the kind of coquettishness that only young girls have. It's a bit unbearable. Why didn't these directors discover such a genius as you?
Han Yu muttered to himself in his heart, eating his fish with his head bored.
Fang Yan also ate it, but from time to time, he would secretly look at him: "Hey, you shouldn't be angry, right?" β
Han Yu shook his head and said, "No, I'm hungry!" β
When he picked up a small yellow croaker again, the phone rang suddenly. It was Sun Guangchao who called, he just listened to two sentences in his ear, his face changed slightly, and he stood up: "It's time for us to go!" β
"Well, okay!" Fang Yan also got up, and didn't forget to hold a small fish in his hand, like a little girl, he said happily while eating: "Unexpectedly, this barbecue master's skills are not bad!" β
Han Yu was full of black lines: "They call this a cooking ......"
Leaving the hotel, Han Yu got into the car, and seeing that Fang Yan was about to follow, he couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows and said, "You go back first!" Gold ......"
"Can I come with you and see? Don't worry, I will never talk too much, and I won't do much! Fang Yan climbed the car door with his hand. Han Yu glanced at her, and saw that her face was really full of longing, and she couldn't help but have a headache.
However, fortunately, listening to Sun Guangchao, they are far away. When they rushed over, they were afraid that the matter was about to end, and there should be no danger.
Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Then you'd better just think of yourself as a dream tonight!" β
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Sun Guangchao received Han Yu's order to save people, and he didn't hesitate, and jumped out of the car. Three of his men rushed directly to the roof of the adjacent building, where there were at least two snipers.
The first shot, they fired it!
However, he believed in his brother and was able to solve them. Therefore, Sun Guangchao directly took the remaining six people, leaned against the shadow by the wall, and slowly leaned towards the warring parties.
The power of the Japanese attack is very strong.
There were five or six gunmen in front and behind, blockading, there were hidden gunmen on both sides of the street, and snipers in the distance, and the group that was attacked reacted quickly, but the disadvantage they occupied gradually increased as their casualties increased!
It was a murder that had been planned for a long time.
And with the addition of the two teams of men in black, the battle situation is even clearer. The group that was assassinated suddenly fell into an existential crisis. The gunners on both sides had already rushed forward.
The hand-to-hand combat between the two sides made the fight even more tragic. But in the same way, it also made the assassin's desire to break through become a luxury.
Sun Guangchao looked at the two guys who were guarding there, and one of them grabbed the headscarf off his head, revealing his bare head. If Han Yu is here, I am afraid that he will immediately think of a famous gang of **, the skinheads.
"Why haven't they succeeded yet?"
Sun Guangchao was thinking about it, when suddenly there was a bang, and the bald head in his eyes suddenly exploded. Apparently, the kangaroos they have taken control of the snipers upstairs. Without worries, Sun Guangchao was immediately overjoyed.
He raised the two guns in his hand and said, "Cross-cover, shoot freely!" β
With that, the first one ran out of the street. He took three men with him, and just held the gun in his hand, and shot forward as he went.
At this time, I saw the terribleness of these people.
can be selected by the Zhao family and sent to the Wa Kingdom, and each of them is put into an ordinary combat unit, and they are veritable warriors. Not to mention anything else, in terms of marksmanship alone, they have reached the realm of 100 shots.
The gun does not need to be fired, but the sound will kill people.
The assassins who originally had the upper hand and were killing with cold weapons and were crying for their fathers and mothers had never expected that they would encounter the mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches here. was caught off guard for a while, and in the blink of an eye, eight people fell under the gun.
All those who were shot were wounded in a few fixed places, in the back of the head, in the center of the eyebrows, or in the throat. All in all, if you don't get shot, it's enough, once you get shot, you won't even have a chance to be seriously injured, it's just a death!
Several Assassins tried to rush at them, but they all fell after only a few steps.
Fortunately, these guys are not all the kind of people who get carried away, there are seven or eight younger brothers, and they take out their guns from their pockets and fight back. Sun Guangchao and the three younger brothers he brought with him hurriedly rolled on the ground and landed next to the two bald heads who were shot in the head by snipers. In front of them, there is a taxi, blocking the enemy's sharpness for them!
"They don't have a lot of numbers, don't delay!" A hurried voice rang out, in goose ross.
Then, there was a rush of gunfire, and footsteps were slowly approaching.
Obviously, the other party is trying to suppress them.
Sun Guangchao raised his hand, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the glass, and did not look up, it was a random design. The three people next to him pursed their mouths and calmly lay on the ground, waiting for an opportunity.
Of course, they would not be so stupid as to think that four people could really kill all these thirty or forty people. It is not naΓ―ve to think that the other party will throw away all the guns and then stand there as a live target for them.
In fact, the attack of the four of them was itself a kind of bait.
Just as the dozen or so gunmen were shooting in stride, and approaching, the group of gunmen who were ambushed on both sides made a move.
The man on the left is alone, mentioning a micro charge, this submachine gun, obviously special, with a small sound and a fast rate of fire, but the price is to greatly reduce the power of this gun.
However, under the conditions of such street fighting, it is easier to exert its power.
More than a dozen gunmen, four or five, fell to the ground in unison, like wheat that had been cut by a sickle.
The remaining gunners hurriedly turned their guns and fought back fiercely against the sudden appearance of the enemy. Blood splattered out, and apparently, the little brother who sneaked up on him was injured.
But the fate of these gunmen was also doomed.