Looking at the gunmen who were pressing in front of him, Wichai put away Zutu's cold corpse, straightened the black and white messy hair on his head, gritted his teeth, and prepared for the final moment.

'Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ’

A series of crisp gunshots exploded in everyone's ears.

No one expected that under the body of the bodyguard who had been killed before, a series of bullets shot out of the chamber of the gun that was half-pressed by the body of the dead body, and the two guards who surrounded Vichai in front of him were knocked to the ground by the sudden bullets, and then the young man next to the corpse, who had been holding the slightly older and dead craftsman, jumped up from the ground like a spring, and everyone felt a cold light flashing in front of them, and the dagger in the young man's hand accurately pierced the chest of the third guard.

But this man did not rush to pull out the dagger, but used the dagger in his hand to pick up the dead body in front of him, and with the other hand he picked up the submachine gun on the corpse's shoulder, and fired a point with the gun in one hand.

It was all done in a matter of seconds, and in a matter of seconds, five gunmen were killed, and everyone didn't even know what was happening in front of them.

However, the young man still showed no signs of stopping, he left the corpse and raised his gun to shoot at a few people who were running in the distance, and a series of standard and accurate shots made the few people who were running in front fall to the ground, and Zhang Haibo and Ne Wen, who were also running here, saw that the situation was not good and quickly found a hidden place to hide.

The young man ran out of bullets in the magazine in a blink of an eye, reached out and picked up another submachine gun, but this time he didn't shoot outside, but turned the muzzle of the gun to the people in the room, and these people, who had already been frightened by the bloody battle in front of them, suddenly froze, and fell down with their heads in their hands and closed their eyes, and could only make the same sound in their mouths, screaming.

The young man's bullet did not shoot at the body, but at a wall behind them, and the dense bullets all hit a small area until the magazine was empty, and then the man took two steps, his body was vertical, his arm climbed up to a beam on the roof, and with the inertia of his body, his legs kicked fiercely at the broken wooden plank wall.

Hearing only a sound of breaking, he kicked out a big hole in the wall, outside the hole was an open hillside woodland, after this person landed on the ground, he pointed to the people in the house with his hand, and then pointed to the hole, everyone immediately understood his intention, and fled to the mouth of the cave.

Wichai has been through a lot of big scenes, and he has seen many masters, and Zutu is one of the best he has found, but the young man in front of him is really incredible, and he is surprised to send several thugs to hell in an instant.

Wichai stared at the young man in front of him in local clothes, dressed in dust and unkempt, looking at his clear and concise movements, looking at the fearless and cold eyes, Wichai suddenly felt as if he had seen them somewhere, and had seen these cold and unforgettable eyes.

But the current danger did not allow Wichai to ponder carefully, and seeing that the people trapped here had fled outside one after another, Wichai's dying heart regained some vitality.

The young man picked up another AK47 on the ground, knelt down on one knee with the butt of the rifle over his shoulder, and fired another quick shot at the outside, and the guards outside who had just gotten up and wanted to rush here were hit a few more, and the accurate marksmanship made the other gunmen no longer dare to act rashly.

Then, the young man collected several magazines from several corpses on the ground, tucked them around his waist, and saw that Wichai was also moving towards the gap with difficulty, and the man took out a dagger from his waist and put it on Vichai's neck.

Wei Guess was really startled, because he had just witnessed this person slaughter a chasing killer in the blink of an eye with a dagger, and at this time, his neck was also forced by this person's dagger, and Wei Chai was afraid that the other party would kill him with a knife.

This person didn't kill him, he just shook his index finger in front of his eyes, and Wei Guess suddenly understood that this person was afraid that he would bring the pursuers with him after he went out, he wanted to explain, but the other party's cold eyes made him dare not open his mouth.

Anxious and unwise, Wei Chai remembered that he had indeed seen this person before, especially the other party's eyes with a chill, which once made him deeply impressed and unforgettable.

It's a killer's eye.

The situation was extremely urgent, seeing that one of the man's legs had already stepped out, and a fierce gunshot rang out behind his body, Wichai couldn't hesitate anymore, and he decided to take a gamble.

Wei Chai saw that this person had not spoken before, but only signaled everyone's actions with his hand, knowing that this person may not be able to speak the local language, and the other party's shooting posture is very standard, which is obviously a habitual action unique to people who have received long-term military training, and then seeing the pair of slightly cold eyes, Wei Chai concluded that this person is wanted by Chinese mainland, and asked other countries to help investigate the arrested felon, who took several lives-Ge Bing.

Wichai decided to take a risk, and he grabbed one of the man's arms in two desperate steps, and directly called the other person's name and surname in incoherent Chinese.

"Brother Ge Bing, brother, don't go!"

Wichai won the bet.

The fleeing body froze suddenly, and turned his head to look at Wei Chai who was weak and pale due to blood loss, nervousness, and exhaustion all the way, with a pair of eyes that were alert and surprised, and there was a hint of murder.

"Brother, take me away, I am also a descendant of Chinese, I know you, and I know your current situation, as long as you can take me out, I promise to let you have no worries about food and clothing in the future, and have a new identity, no longer chased by the mainland."

Wichai said these words with almost all the strength of his body, and then looked at the other party with expectant eyes, and the hand that grabbed the other person's arm never dared to let go.

The legs that had already stepped out were retracted, but they were still full of suspicion.

"You're also Chinese?"

Seeing that the other party opened his mouth to ask himself, Wei couldn't help but nod his head: "Yes, yes, my father is Chinese, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Chai suddenly saw that the other party suddenly raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to shoot a point shot, which frightened Wei Chai to raise his arm to cover his face and sit on the ground all of a sudden.

Instead of shooting him, they killed one of Wichai's killers who was approaching them behind him.

When Wei Chai was in shock, the soldier rushed forward to his approach.

Wichai stared nervously at the other, not knowing what the young man would do to him.

The man who called Ge Bing picked up Vichai, held the gun in one hand, and with his face facing outward, he stepped back and sent Wichai out of the hole, and then turned around and jumped out himself.

After a night of tossing and turning, and the fact that his injured arm was bleeding all the time, the extremely weak Wichai ran a few steps forward before falling to the ground again.

As soon as Ge Bing jumped out, he ran forward alone, as if he didn't want to help him anymore, and in despair, Wei Chai had to shout again: "Brother, don't go ......." ”

Before he could finish his next words, Wichai fell to the ground and fainted.

In a daze, Wichai felt as if he had been lifted and carried on his shoulders.