The sharpshooter holding the AK47 saw that his bullet was actually crooked, and his whole person was shocked in place.

Then the brothers whistled with disdain and laughed at him.

A hundred steps through Yang, the sharpshooter who did not have a false hair, was angry, he picked up the AK47 and shot at Ye Xin: "Go die!" ”

If it's such a weak chicken, a weak chicken who has no power to tie the chicken, he can't kill the AK47, then it really makes the brothers laugh off their big teeth.

Of course, Ye Xin will not stand still and let others shoot with guns!

He rolled on the spot and hid behind a pillar of mud.

The sharpshooter went crazy and roared, "Come out, what's the point of hiding? ”

Ye Xin looked at the bullets and shot them into the concrete ground one after another, naturally he would not really stand up and let him strafe.

Qiao Wanxia, who was inside, trembled in fright when she heard the gunshots outside, hugged herself tightly, wanted to scream, and was afraid that Ye Xin would worry, so she could only cover her ears and shrink her body, and her body kept shaking as the gunshots rang out.

The mercenary who was guarding her, seeing this, not only did not sympathize, but also laughed.

There was a strafing shot, and there was no movement.

The sharpshooter held an AK47, jumped off the roof of the jeep, and stepped on the ground with heavy boots, making a sound like stepping on people's hearts.

He walked around behind the concrete pillar, then turned sharply and fired at the concrete pillar.

Suddenly, he stopped his strafing movements and looked at his brothers with puzzled eyes: "He's not here?" ”

The other mercenaries were also confused.

"Not there, impossible, just like that, where else can he go?"

"It's just, we have so many pairs of eyes on him, and he's there, and he doesn't move."

"It's either drilling into the ground or flying into the sky!"

When the sharpshooter heard this, he looked up, and a silver light fell from the sky and pierced into his fontanelle.

Silently.

The sharpshooter fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, the other waiting mercenaries immediately took out their weapons and walked towards the sharpshooter.

The sharpshooter who fell to the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, was extremely terrifying!

"Dead!"

The crowd shouted and hurried to their guard, their guns pointed around.

But the target, except for his brothers, did not see Ye Xin, a corner of clothes.

Inside, Tie Hu, who stepped on the chair, saw the scene outside clearly.

In the battle just now, in fact, even he didn't see clearly, where Ye Xin went.

If Ye Xin hid and assassinated, how could the brothers he brought be enough for him to assassinate?

Thinking of this, Tiehu wiped his head and shouted outside: "Ye Xin, come out immediately, otherwise, I will be on your wife, one shot and two holes!" ”

When the words fell, a figure jumped down from above, it was Ye Xin.

Seeing this, Tiehu smiled: "How good." ”

He looked at his brothers again: "You monkey cubs, you all say how powerful you are, and now the powerful ones are here, you can try your strength, don't play with him with guns, play with knives with him." ”

"If you can kill him with a knife, then you are good!"

Listening to Tiehu's words, everyone was ready to move.

Ye Xin shook his nunchuck, and hooked his fingers at everyone: "Don't talk nonsense, one word, do it!" ”

The mercenaries, never, had never seen such an arrogant person.

was provoked by Ye Xin like this, and his bloody nature as a man was all stimulated, and he danced the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Ye Xin.

Even if Ye Xin is alone, in terms of aura, he will definitely beat them!

The nunchucks in his hands are dancing and dancing, but anyone who is hit by the nunchucks will definitely be so painful that the king of Yama will wake up.

Everyone is proud, and a dozen beating one person is already their limit.

They seemed to be able to see Ye Xin kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

Unexpectedly, the injured people are basically people on their own side.

Broken hands and feet, screaming and wailing, abound.

Injuries are more devastating than death.

Dead is dead, everyone continues to rush forward.

Injured, the people who rushed forward, listening to the screams of the injured, no matter how good their hearts are, there will be psychological trauma!

Tie Hu, who was stepping on the chair, looked at the miserable scene outside, and kicked the chair over angrily: "Waste, everyone rushes together, surround him together, I don't believe it, there are so many people, you can still kill him alone!" ”

Qiao Wanxia listened, tiptoeing, leaning against the wall, and looking out.

In her eyes, Ye Xin, who is handsome, gentle and considerate, is like a killing god, dancing a nunchuck, rushing left and right among the mercenaries.

One of the mercenaries, who had not a dagger in his hand, but a watermelon machete.

He sneered, held a watermelon machete, and slashed at Ye Xin's back.

The arm-long machete, if this is cut down, Ye Xin will still be alive.

Qiao Wanxia screamed in surprise: "Ye Xin, be careful!" ”

Ye Xin, who was fighting, suddenly heard his wife's reminder, and he looked towards Xiao Xia.

Seeing his wife standing by the wall, looking at him with teary eyes, and his small mouth was pouting, he could hang the oil pot, he was very distressed, and he wanted to speed up this battle.

Just like that, the watermelon machete came to ......

Qiao Wanxia covered her lips in shock, not daring to look at it, and blamed herself in her heart.

You shouldn't have called him just now, let him be distracted and be stabbed.

If he didn't shout at him, he would still be able to fight obediently, and he wouldn't be hurt.

However, this is only in Qiao Wanxia's eyes.

In Ye Xin's eyes, as soon as the watermelon machete arrived, the nunchucks in his hand, a flexible rotation, held the watermelon machete, and kicked it out.

At the same time that the nunchuck was cut off, the other party was also kicked by Ye Xin.

Ye Xin, standing in place intact!

Everyone was amazed by Ye Xin's combat effectiveness, and on the other hand, they hated Ye Xin's strength.

It is unreasonable for so many people to beat him, and he is still dominated by the other party!

This time, the leaves were surrounded.

Qiao Wanxia, who was just glad that Ye Xin was not injured, watched Ye Xin being surrounded again, and twitched in distress.

Forty or fifty people surrounded Ye Xin, even if half of the people, one person and one knife, Ye Xin could not live.

Tears flowed loudly, Qiao Wanxia couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the stick, rushed towards the mercenary guarding her, and waved the stick in her hand.

The mercenary sneered, grabbed her stick and shook it hard.

Qiao Wanxia fell to the ground, her palm scraped and bled blood.

Tie Hu looked at Ye Xin, who was surrounded, and was very pleased, touched his head, and nodded slightly: "This way, even if he is Iron Man, he has to chop him into pieces." ”

The brothers all smiled and said yes, they were also happy to see a pile of meat sauce.

However, just when they were happy, the pile of people who thought it was meat sauce actually turned out of the encirclement.

One swept the legs, encircled a third of the people, and all fell to the ground.

Another swept the leg, and another third fell to the ground.

A third of the people, seeing this action, moved away from the encirclement.

In this way, Ye Xin's legs are not long enough, so he can't sweep his legs and sweep them all out!