"Kill!"

With a fierce wave of his hand, more than a dozen Japanese spies rushed into the Tianxing Tower with a roar.

At the same time, the men in the building, who were unwilling to be slaughtered like this, also screamed, and rushed towards the Japanese spies armed with submachine guns from all directions with various weapons in hand.

All of a sudden, the sound of gunfire, screams, and hoarse roars as we fought for our lives almost toppled the entire roof.

Du Yuesheng was protected behind the crowd, looking at this messy, but definitely blood-pumping scene, tears welled up in his eyes.

Against the Japanese, he has too many selfish motives.

Du Yuesheng climbed up from the bottom of society, from a street gangster to today's President Du, it is said that he has the same growth trajectory as these subordinates, so no matter what, he should understand these subordinates.

But in fact, in his heart, Du Yuesheng is full of contempt for these subordinates, because he knows that these guys have never been good people, forcing good people to become prostitutes, bullying and dominating the market, and they dare to do any bad things for a little money.

But now, when he saw those men who usually only knew how to bully the weak rush to those Japanese spies one after another, screaming and falling down or being seriously injured but desperately knocking down those arrogant Japanese spies, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The evil they have done, at this moment, they paid with their lives.

Although they are so desperate, they just want to live, or die less sorely.

Du Yuesheng also saw Yang Yi.

He originally thought that with Yang Yi's skills and his prestige, Yang Yi should charge forward and kill the most Japanese spies.

But Yang Yi didn't.

He huddled in the crowd, using the bodies of the gang men as cover, like a rat cowering in the shadows and unable to see the light, looking a little obscene.

But this did not prevent Yang Yi from killing people.

With each of his movements, a Japanese spy would fall down screaming, like a poisonous snake hiding in a hole, biting out a fatal bite.

Du Yuesheng smiled.

He found that he understood the fundamental reason why Yang Yi brought so much damage to the Japanese, but he was still able to live a good life - the Japanese are not only discreditless, but also extremely treacherous, so the Chinese people will suffer big losses again and again in the process of fighting the Japanese.

When you fight the Japanese, you should not talk to them about any morality, only if you are more cunning and insidious than them, you can have more opportunities.

In a word, to the Japanese, kill him . Mother. That's right, no matter what method you use!

The Japanese spies are constantly falling, but they don't have much ammunition on their bodies, and often the men in the building fight the corpses on the ground before they get a gun, but there are no bullets, and they are smart to use as burning sticks.

In addition to this, the Japanese spies outside are also constantly shooting and cheering, and there are often men who have a chance to kill a Japanese spy, but they are shot by bullets flying outside the building, and blood is splashed like a spring......

The one who killed more people was, of course, Li Xiang, who was hiding in the bell tower.

Li Xiang pulled the trigger while firing, and almost every bullet was fired, and a gang man fell.

Although Li Xiang didn't have any chance to kill him because Yang Yi was hiding in the crowd very insidiously, killing so many gang men still made Li Xiang extremely excited, especially the feeling of controlling the life and death of others, which made him feel that he was simply a god.

Oh, yards, don't let Lao Tzu find you!

Deng Shiyou ran wildly in the alley, chasing the location where the gunshots came from, and he could clearly see that people in the building were constantly being shot, gritting his teeth with hatred.

Deng Shiyou knew that Yang Yi would not die under that gun, he didn't know the people who died, and even to a certain extent, those dead guys could be said to deserve it.

But Deng Shiyou still hates itchy.

Because even if those gang men are guilty, even if they deserve death, it will never be the turn of these Japanese to kill them!

They are Chinese, and they are on the territory of the Chinese, so even if they want to die, they should die in the hands of the Chinese - just like their own sons, even if they are wrong, no matter how much they need to learn a lesson, it will definitely not be the turn of others to make a move!

You can beat him half to death, but outsiders, then absolutely not!

Deng Shiyou rushed into the bell tower, and he heard the sound of gunshots from upstairs, as well as the sound of Li Xiang counting while shooting, eleven, twelve......

Deng Shiyou was suddenly a little scared.

Looking at his little arms and legs, he found that if he rushed up, he would probably not be able to kill this guy, but would be fucked.

He had a short gun in his hand, but he knew that the guy upstairs was obviously dozens of times better than his own marksmanship, and the man who played the gun was the ancestor.

Deng Shiyou was entangled, and then he saw that in the cracks of the floor slab, there was dust constantly sprinkling, so his eyes suddenly lit up.

Fourteen!

Fifteen of them......

Li Xiang was counting, smiling, he found that he had practiced marksmanship hard back then, and many people had died under his gun, but before, he had never been so happy as today.

Just like an experienced hunter hunting, of course he is happy every time he catches his prey, but if you want to have fun, you still have to have a herd of prey, and you can shoot the prey with your eyes closed to be satisfied.

Then, Li Xiang's eyes widened suddenly, and he struggled to scream - the sharp pain, as if a red iron bar had suddenly been stabbed in his stomach!

It was a sharp pig-killing knife, the handle of the knife was held in Deng Shiyou's hand, the long blade penetrated through the gap in the floor, and had already deeply pierced Li Xiang's lower abdomen, and now, strings of blood were flowing down the handle into Deng Shiyou's sleeve.

"Lao Tzu is going to kill a pig today...... Die! ”

Deng Shiyou roared, and pulled forward fiercely with the pig-killing knife on his shoulder!

In the cracks of the floor, blood is like splashing water!

Ahh......hhh

Li Xiang rolled on the floor, looking at the terrifying knife on his stomach, and looking at his body at this moment like a fat pig that had been disemboweled, screaming miserably.

Park Xiangri was smiling, the commander continued to supplement the building, and always monitored the surroundings of the Tianxing Tower, even if it was a fly, he didn't want it to fly out.

Originally, he wanted to lure Yang Yi out and kill him again, saving a lot of trouble.

Yang Yi was not fooled, which made Park Xiangri very angry, but it doesn't matter now, because as long as all the guys in the Tianxing Tower are killed, Yang Yi will not be far from death.

Although because of Yang Yi's existence, many more people may die under these subordinates here, Park Xiangri doesn't care.

Those who achieve great things are not informal, and they will succeed in ten thousand bones, which has always been Park Xiangri's creed - which person in a high position has no white bones under his feet?

As long as Yang Yi dies here, he Park Xiangri is destined to become famous, and a few more people will die, what is the point?

Then, Park Xiangri heard Li Xiang's screams from the direction of the bell tower, and his heart was fierce, and he screamed: "A few people have taken a look in the past to see what is going on over there in the bell tower!" ”