Chapter 293: Sour
Su Changfeng's body kept walking through the crowd, as if entering a no-man's land.
Either punching or kicking, constantly bombarding everyone who dared to attack him.
Burst!
Burst!
Everyone who was hit by Su Changfeng did not have the slightest power to resist, and they all fell to the ground, silent.
The god of war shot, and there was no life left.
"I didn't want to deal with you, but who knew that you would send it to the door yourself."
Su Changfeng's eyes were indifferent, and the white shirt on his upper body had been completely dyed bright red. Like a demon returning from hell.
One by one, the horses kept falling at Su Changfeng's feet.
The tiger is not powerful, and it is really regarded as a sick cat by this group of garbage. After returning to the city, Su Changfeng endured it for a long time. But now, he finally didn't want to take it anymore.
Looking at Su Changfeng, who was killing madness in the field, a trace of horror flashed in Black Eagle's eyes, and he shouted: "Wu Qiang, what are you waiting for, if you don't do anything, we will both die here!" ”
Wu Qiang gasped heavily. Breathing, more than a dozen henchmen gathered beside him, and each henchman's arms were bulging.
"Brothers, it's up to you whether we can leave alive today or not."
Wu Qiang opened his mouth in a deep voice.
More than a dozen henchmen around him stared at Su Changfeng in the crowd like a killing god.
Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in Wu Qiang's eyes, and he shouted: "It's now, do it!" ”
Swish!
More than a dozen younger brothers around Wu Qiang drew their pistols that had already been loaded.
Bang!
The first shot was fired.
I saw a blood flower immediately burst out on the back of a horse boy.
In the crowd, it was Su Changfeng who suddenly raised his head and grabbed a horse boy in front of him.
Then, the body of the gun sounded like a popping bean.
More than a dozen pistols continued to fire, directly covering the area where Su Changfeng was located.
"Ah...... Don't shoot...... I'm not gone yet. ”
"Help me...... I don't want to die......"
"Boss, I don't want to die......"
The more than ten younger brothers who survived in Su Changfeng's hands died directly under the cover of firepower.
After a minute, the barrel stopped.
Wu Qiang gasped heavily, and said, "Is that devil dead?" ”
The eyes of the black eagle, full of fierce colors, also searched in the crowd!
Suddenly, Black Hawk's pupils shrank, and he stared at a certain part of the crowd.
I saw the bodies of the three junior brothers leaning together, and Su Changfeng's body slowly leaned out from behind, revealing a devil-like look at everyone.
"Oh? Are the bullets out of fire? It's my turn so soon? ”
As if he had seen a ghost, Black Hawk exclaimed, "How is this possible, why is he not dead......
Many of the gun-wielding juniors retreated, their faces full of horror.
Normal people are covered by that kind of firepower, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.
But Su Changfeng survived.
Su Changfeng used the bodies of the three younger brothers as a baffle, dodging the dense firepower.
"This man is the devil, he is the devil......"
"No, I'm leaving, I'm not going to fight......"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me......"
The three younger brothers with guns completely collapsed, knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, and their expressions were full of panic.