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At the moment when Ye Cuo landed, a shuttle of bullets had already poured down, completely making Ye Cuo unable to dodge.

"Bang bang bang!"

The hurried bullets were almost connected in one piece, in no particular order. If it was an ordinary person and fell from mid-air, there must be no way to dodge again.

People, after all, can't fly, and can't take off or turn in the air.

How strong is it?

Ye Cuo's whole body was covered in a cold sweat. The Vietnamese before, deliberately revealing flaws and seducing himself, was already a master's performance, and this shot, in this kind of night, could actually find his hiding place, and then silently sneak attack, which really made Ye Cuo's heart shrink.

Don't take it lightly!

At this time, Ye Cuo felt that this mercenary team was definitely not simple.

This station is definitely a hundred times more dangerous than any previous battle, if you can't show your full state, after today, you will be a corpse in this wilderness, no one knows.

The mercenaries on the opposite side, after shooting down Ye Wrong, the follow-up bullets followed up, which was perfect.

The moment they fired the bullets, they had already whistled and looked at each other, deciding that it was impossible for Ye Cuo to escape.

"Stinky boy, I've been playing with you for so long, it's really a waste of time!" a black man with scars on his face and a dialect from somewhere in Africa cursed.

Just when a few people were about to turn around and leave, they suddenly saw Ye Cuo in mid-air, grabbing it with one hand, obviously there was nothing in his hand, but his body stopped in mid-air, and then swung gently, like Tarzan of the apes grabbing a vine, swinging to another tree, and then disappeared into the night again.

"What?" the pupils of several mercenaries instantly shrank to the size of a pintip.

They obviously saw that Ye Cuo had nothing in his hand, why did he turn in the air?

At this time, Ye Cuo, who was hiding behind a boulder, shook his finger.

In the moment just now, if it weren't for the fact that he was in a hurry, he ejected the steel wire in the ring, wrapped around a tree next to him, and swung for a moment, and now he would definitely be a bloody corpse.

The tree shook twice and snapped from it, and the break was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut with a very fast knife.

On Ye Cuo's side, he felt that his fingers were almost broken, and the momentum of the fall was really too strong.

"It's a bit prickly!" In the opposite team, there was even a Chinese voice, but obviously he still didn't take Ye Cuo seriously, and there was a hint of ridicule in his voice, "Who killed this kid today, how about getting an extra copy of the honorarium for this mission?"

"OK!" Several voices came from around, obviously not taking Ye Cuo in their eyes.

"Boy, who are you??, a soldier of Huaxia?" the Huaxia man shouted into the dense forest, his eyes rolling slightly, looking for Ye Cuo's hiding place.

"At your level, it's not enough to look at it. I won't tell you anything, I'm the one who grew up in Yunhai, and I've always missed the taste of Chinese beauties, that feeling is tender! Hahahaha, we must rape and kill a few Chinese beauties, because you Chinese soldiers are too weak!"

As he spoke, he observed his surroundings in order to provoke Ye Cuo.

At this moment, as soon as his words fell, a slight movement of the grass next to him, and something flew out.

This man raised his hand and shot a shot, and in such a dark night, a fist-sized stone was actually shattered by his shot in mid-air, and the stone foam was raised one after another, floating down from the air.

"Playing with rocks? The man laughed, raised his hand and fired a shot at a tree.

"Bang!"

A large hole was made in the trunk of the tree, and a figure staggered, tumbling over from behind the tree, and burrowing into the grass on one side.

"Da da da", a shuttle of dense bullets, as if they didn't want money, blocked Ye Wrong's way in front.

Ye made a sliding shovel and lay down directly on the spot, and had to go back the same way, holding his head and escaping behind the tree he had been hiding before.

The guns in the hands of these people are too fierce, and the accuracy of shooting is also quite terrifying, Ye Cuo only has a few flying knives in his hands, with the strength of his current Dragon God Skill, it is really a bit difficult to stand alone with these gunners.

As long as Ye Cuo shows his head, the opponent's seven or eight machine guns can immediately form a fire suppression, even if he can't hit Ye Cuo, the firepower network formed by the intertwined bullets can force him to retreat.

In the underground world, the ancient martial arts masters of Huaxia are very mysterious and very powerful, so that foreign killers and mercenaries are all avoided.

But before the martial arts are completed, in the face of a mercenary team with hot weapons, it is actually difficult for the ancient martial arts masters to take advantage.

"Bang!"

The Huaxia man aimed his gun at the big tree that Ye Cuo was dodging and shot at the trunk.

One shot!

Two shots!

Three shots!

The position of each shot landed very accurately on the large hole made by the previous shot.

The tree was as thick as an adult's arms, but if it continued like this, it would be pierced sooner or later, and the leaf hidden behind it would not have any obstacle to protect him anymore.

"Huaxia coward, come out, you hiding like this is as disgusting as poop, and you can't save your life like, let alone your compatriots. We are here to kill your soldiers, to sleep with your women, to watch you die in pain!" the black man cried.

Sou!

A stone flew out from behind the tree!

In an instant, more than a dozen bullets hit the stone.

"Hahaha, a child's trick, the sick man of East Asia is really a-ah-" The black man cursed, but suddenly, he fell to the ground, clutching his legs, wailing in pain.

The rest of the Black Prison Mercenary Regiment suddenly smelled a strong, pungent smell of blood.

When they looked back, they saw that the black man's calf, along the knee's joint, had been completely cut off by something, and blood was sprayed on the surrounding grass and trees, and the calf, which had lost the control of the brain, was broken on the ground, and the muscles were still twitching.

The people of the Black Prison Mercenary Regiment were pale, they didn't know how Ye Cuo did it, no one cared about the black man, all of them were holding machine guns and observing the surroundings.

They found that there was a curved arc in the grass in front of them, and the grass on this arc was all cut by the waist, and this arc was about to spread from behind the tree to where the black man had stood before, and then he went back in a circle.

It seems that before, Ye Cuo took everyone's attention on the stone mountain and threw something out, cutting off the black man's leg.

The people of the Black Prison Mercenary Group couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, their eyes shrank, and they looked around nervously, and no one shouted and scolded anymore.

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