For the first time, Duan Mo felt that the air was such a terrifying thing, he felt as if he had been punched out of thin air, his internal organs were all misplaced, and he clearly felt that his lungs were shattered into pieces.

He was only about ten meters away from the center of the explosion, and the sound wave and the air wave could easily take a person's life, Duan Mo was already in a state of running out of oil and dying, and this cannonball that exploded behind him finally became the last straw that crushed him.

"I'm so tired......"

A sudden and intense feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart, and Duan Mo had now lost his sense of pain—anyone would be completely numb after the chopping of the axe and the backlash of the force.

Duan Mo was floating in the air, his confused brain seemed to be recovering and regaining a little lucidity. He wanted to fall asleep like this, never to wake up again, he had had enough of this dying struggle, and it was better to die happily than to continue to live and suffer......

All his thoughts burst out in an instant, and when he was lifted by the air wave, spun in the air a dozen times and finally fell to the ground, the second cannonball also arrived.

This was followed by the third and fourth......

Explosions rang out one after another, and the rain generally fell on the inside and outside of the courtyard, turning the ground over and over again. The verdant grass had turned to charred dirt, and the asphalt-paved streets had been turned upside down, revealing the concrete poured below.

Although Duan Mo couldn't see the miserable situation outside, he could guess nine times out of ten, he listened to the screams of the group of QUN organization members outside, and his heart was extremely happy, if it wasn't for the fact that he really couldn't speak, he would definitely stand up and laugh at the fritters.

But Duan Mo's heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker, and the massive amount of blood loss made him unable to fulfill his wish, he felt that his heart was like a bouncy ball, every time it bounced, it would reduce a few points of strength, and finally it would get weaker and weaker...... Getting weaker and weaker......

Just as the bouncy ball was about to stop moving, a stream of heat slowly poured into Duan Mo's heart.

It throbbed violently again, Duan Mo had never felt so healthy before, he sat up from the ground like a corpse, and found that his body was glowing with white light. A Chun Xia scream came from Duan Mo's ears - "I haven't allowed you to die yet!" ”

Needless to say, this must be Junxia's A-level skill, and it seems that she hasn't forgotten herself in the end.

Chun Xia carried the two-meter-long big knife, stumbled down the stairs all the way, turned the corner and immediately saw Duan Mo who fell to the ground, and saved Duan Mo's life in time.

"I just like a domineering girl like you!" Duan Mo shouted, didn't bother to thank him, and hurriedly walked to the door and looked outside.

The sudden bombardment had already left the members of the QUN group dizzy, but it seemed that only the first few shells had effectively damaged them, and when they realized that their bodies could not withstand the powerful artillery fire, they immediately dispersed and escaped.

The crazy artillery fire completely destroyed Duan Mo's home, and Duan Mo looked a little distressed, but he couldn't care about it so much. There were no more QUN members on the streets outside, and the black suits who had been arrogant a few hours ago were now like gophers, hiding in the surrounding houses and refusing to come out.

"Churros! Now you know you're scared! I advise you to get out of here! ”

Duan Mo had been healed by Chun Xia, and now he was in a very full state, he kicked away a few words of the blackened corpse at the door, and shouted loudly outside.

The fence and barbed wire fence in the courtyard have completely disappeared, and even the road outside has disappeared a lot, Duan Mo couldn't find the location of the fritters, so he simply stood in the open space and kept insulting.

The fritters were covered with charcoal at the moment, and they were hiding in a room in the distance, looking at Duan Mo angrily. Just now, a cannonball actually landed less than fifteen meters away from him, almost ending his life. He couldn't be more angry, a few hours ago he was like a rainbow, Duan Mo was trembling, and now the situation was completely reversed, no one could have imagined that Duan Mo and the four of them would really be able to withstand the attack of thousands of people.

"How long will they be?" The fritters pulled the collar of a member of the QUN organization next to him and asked through gritted teeth. "Can they only show up when I'm dead?"

The fritters' face was pale, and his lips were bloodless, looking like a hideous yaksha, and the unlucky ghost who was grabbed by the fritters replied tremblingly: "Boss, right away!" Coming soon! ”

The fritters pushed him away, and then fell completely silent.

There were too many accidents today, according to his assumption, he only needed to tie up Duan Mo and chop it with a knife, but whether it was Duan Mo's fortifications, or Drunken Dream and Duan Mo's on-the-spot outbreak, it was completely beyond his expectations, especially the bombing just now, which completely destroyed the confidence of the fritters.

What made him even more desperate was that Duan Mo, who should have been dying, came out alive again after this bombing, scolding himself with confidence, which made the fritters feel deeply powerless.

He thought that killing Duan Mo was as simple as stepping on an ant, but he didn't expect this ant to transform into a Gundam.

The night had completely darkened, and the fritters sighed, and he decided to throw in the towel.

"Boss! We're back! ”

Just as the fritters were about to give the order to retreat, several sturdy members of the QUN group burst in, they were wearing black suits like everyone else, but it was obvious that the suit could not wrap their explosive muscles, and the thin shirts were about to be torn.

Together, they carried a large wooden box that smelled of oiled paper and metal.

"All the guns in the neighborhood are here!" A strong man at the head wiped the sweat from his forehead, "The shooting halls in each residential area have become a pot of porridge, and we have worked hard to get all the guns!" ”

The fritters looked at the huge box, which contained hundreds of automatic rifles.

His confidence, which had been gone, was instantly rekindled by these weapons.

"Call in the rest of the men and prepare for the last attack."

……

Duan Mo stood in the courtyard and scolded for a long time, but no one around scolded back, Duan Mo couldn't help but wonder if these people had already retreated.

He probably counted, there were more than four hundred corpses around, such a heavy loss, the fritters would definitely not be able to bear it, if he still dared to fight with Duan Mo, that Duan Mo really had to admire the fritters.

It was already eight o'clock at night, and Duan Mo stood in the courtyard and waited for nearly ten minutes, but there was still no movement around. Doudou, Zuimeng, and Chunxia also walked out of the house and stood next to Duan Mo.

There is no need to be on guard now, and if the people of the QUN organization do it again, they will really be finished.

They have used all their strength, pulled out all their hole cards, and there is no chance of a turnaround.

Although Duan Mo stood tall with his head held high, he was about to die in his heart, he kept muttering, "Don't come out, don't come out", but unfortunately it backfired, and sooner or later it was time to come.

The night was deep, and countless black figures slowly emerged on the streets that were already full of holes.

"Whew-"

When Duan Mo saw the automatic rifles in the hands of those black figures, he let out a long sigh, "It seems that no matter how we struggle today, we will all die here." ”

"Where did their guns come from?" Doudou looked at the jet-black shiny barrel and was taken aback, "How can there be weapons in the residential area!" ”

Drunken Dream bit her lip, "Shooting gallery." We forgot that there are weapons in the shooting gallery! If we had known this was the case, we should have made a move in advance......"

Duan Mo smiled: "Even if you shoot in advance, it's useless, even if the world's number one gun god comes, it is impossible to kill so many people......"

The fritters finally won the battle, and he thought he was going to win countless times in the past few hours, but Duan Mo kept slapping him in the face.

The two sides gathered together again and stood on the courtyard where they had been fighting for a long time.

"Any other tricks?" After the mood of the fritters went through great joy and sorrow, he wonderfully entered a state of concentration, he seemed to have seen countless winds and waves, and his tone at the moment was extremely calm.

"Nope." Duan Mo replied honestly: "I lost." ”

"If you can satisfy me, I can not kill you." After the fritters said this, they suddenly felt a little sad. He had finally defeated Duan Mo now, but he had paid a huge price - he had brought a thousand people, and now there were only three hundred people standing beside him.

"Satisfying you? Could it be that you have the habit of breaking your sleeves like Longyang? Duan Mo looked at the gloomy face of the fritters, and felt a chill, but then he forcibly endured his nausea and said, "If you can let go of the drunken dream of them...... It's not impossible for me to do something special for you. ”

The fritters narrowed their eyes, "You're really a character, and you can still tell jokes at this time." But—even if you are not afraid of death, are these women behind you not afraid of death? After I kill you, there will be no one to ensure their safety......"

This sentence entered Duan Mo's psychology, and accurately hit Duan Mo's weakness, he immediately reined in a relaxed tone, and said almost pleadingly: "Fritters, don't involve women in the grievances between our two men, right?" Aren't you just trying to get me to give in and throw in the towel? As long as you can let them go, it's not a problem to learn how to bark and kneel! ”

Youtiao was stunned for a moment, he really wanted Duan Mo to learn how to bark and kneel at his feet and kowtow, but now Duan Mo actually said it in such an indifferent tone, which made Youtiao feel that this kind of thing couldn't hit Duan Mo's self-esteem at all.

"Why are you so-shameless?" You Tiers said the three words "shameless" word by word, and he paid for the lives of hundreds of people in the Qun Organization in exchange for the opportunity to insult Duan Mo, but the fritters only found out now that he didn't seem to have any way to clean up Duan Mo.

After all, Duan Mo is not afraid of death and shameless, the only thing Duan Mo is afraid of is to kill the women of Drunken Dream by himself......

"Good...... Let's kill one first...... Let me take a good look at the way you wept and knelt down to beg me......"

Thinking like this, the fritters raised the gun in their hands and pointed it at Junxia's head......