The first one raised his gun and pointed it at his head, and the other two rushed over to grab his arm.

Flipping his palm, grabbing the two of them on the left and right, Tang Moshen flew up and kicked the gun of the person opposite.

"Ziqian!"

Wen Ziqian flew up and caught the gun in mid-air, but the person had not yet landed, and had already pulled the trigger.

Bending over and twisting his arms, Tang Moshen threw the two guys into the air like throwing a sack.

The guy who was walking behind was directly knocked to the ground by the two, and before he could understand what was going on, a figure had already pounced on him like a tiger descending from the mountain.

He subconsciously raised the gun in his hand.

Tang Moshen raised his hand to grab the body of his spear and folded it back sharply.

With a click, the man's arm had been broken by him, and he grabbed the gun in his hand, and he pulled the trigger neatly.

Bang bang bang!

A few shots had already killed the four people he had just been optimistic about.

With a slam of his toe on the nearby tree, his body slid more than two meters out of the snow and hid back into the forest.

All actions are like flowing water, all in one go.

In just an instant, five or six people had already been killed, and a fully automatic rifle had been taken.

Wen Ziqian grabbed the gun that Tang Moshen kicked him, and after shooting a few bullets to cover him and successfully seizing the gun, he immediately rolled on the spot several times and hid behind a pine tree.

It's all complicated to say, but it's actually only a short period of time.

It wasn't until his companion fell that everyone at the bottom reacted and pulled the trigger.

It's late!

Bullets whistled and only hit the air.

With weapons in hand, Tang Moshen naturally wouldn't be polite to them anymore.

Quickly springing up, he took the lead and rushed down the mountain.

On the other side, Wen Ziqian was the same, fighting back with him from the other direction.

They were chased just now, but now they have become hunters.

In the forest below the mountain, the silver-haired man flashed to the side in a panic, and there was already an extra blood hole in his arm.

He was lucky, and several of his fallen companions were either shot in the head or hit in the chest, and they fell on the snow and never got up again.

There are less than half of the more than 30 people in the team.

"Kill them, kill!"

Up to now, it is natural that life is important, and where to take care of what to survive.

Grabbing the gun, he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger on the dark shadow not far away.

Click......

Countless bullets whistled and hit the black shadows in the woods, and the hems of their clothes flew away, and no one fell.

The silver-haired man looked intently, and only then did he realize that it was just a coat.

Everyone was still looking for the traces of Tang Moshen and Wen Ziqian in confusion.

In the woods, suddenly gunshots rang out again.

Wen Ziqian dodged and jumped out of the big tree where he was hiding, and pulled the trigger on everyone.

After a strafing shot, he quickly jumped to the other side and hidden.

Suddenly, there were four or five more corpses around the silver-haired man.

"Rush me!"

The silver-haired man roared angrily and took the lead in rushing in the direction of Wen Ziqian.

Overhead, snow suddenly fell and fell into my neck.

He raised his face in confusion, only to see a figure, like a giant eagle swooping down.

The silver-haired man raised the gun in his hand, and before he could pull the trigger, Tang Moshen's snow boot had already kicked him hard in the chin.

Poof-

The silver-haired man flew upside down, and the man had already spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and a tooth that had been kicked out was still wrapped in it.

The guy standing beside the silver-haired man quickly turned around and raised the gun in his hand in a panic to aim at Tang Moshen.