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Ma Chengxiong watched Chen Tingzhi push the door and jump out of the ambulance, catch and block a tall black figure, and suddenly turned over and landed, wanting to jump out to meet the enemy together, but was pulled by Meng Zhiyu, and when he couldn't see the figure, Ma Chengxiong couldn't sit still and asked: "Hey, uncle, is Chen Songhe okay?" I was beaten down before! ”

"Oh, I don't know." Meng Zhiyu looked at the empty road through the ambulance opened through the car door, a little frightened, Chen Tingzhi had not shown any strength before, but looking at his appearance, he should be very confident, so let him break it, after all, there are still enemies who can block the road here have not yet appeared.

Compared with Chen Songhe, who is a close friend, Chen Tingzhi is just an acquaintance in Meng Zhiyu's eyes, although he has asked the former addict, Chen Songhe's oil bottle hat, and also pretended to be Chen Songhe very responsibly to ensure his safety, but Meng Zhiyu only got along with Chen Tingzhi in the way that he was worried about his friend's younger brother from the perspective of a friend.

Moreover, what Meng Zhiyu was most worried about was that all this was just a conspiracy by Chen Tingzhi to steal Chen Songhe's achievements. But now it seems that Chen Tingzhi is not the mastermind behind the scenes, after all, the previous serious injuries can be regarded as a bitter ploy, but this time the road can be blocked, and there must be a high-level deathmatch master involved.

"It seems that on our side, the danger is not small." Ma Chengxiong first glanced at the silent highway, then glanced back at Meng Zhiyu, who was calm, smacked his mouth, sat in the seat that Chen Tingzhi had originally done, twisted his neck, moved his wrists and ankles, and started a small warm-up.

"Hmm. Well? Meng Zhiyu first nodded in response and confirmed Ma Chengxiong's guess, but immediately, he felt a chill in his spine, and he involuntarily stirred, making his muscles tense.

"It's coming!" Ma Chengxiong jumped out of the ambulance through the back door of the ambulance hole, and then reached out and grabbed it, allowing himself to jump onto the roof of the ambulance with a somersault, and by the way, he kicked twice in the process of flipping, closing the door of the ambulance hole.

"Yo, Chen Songhe is fighting fiercely!" Ma Chengxiong glanced back at the battle between Chen Tingzhi and Bo Xi, but soon he was out of sight because of a turn and a downhill, so he focused his attention back to the neighborhood and carefully probed where the feeling of danger came from.

"Watch out for gunfire!" Meng Zhiyu's vague warning voice came from the ambulance below.

Ma Chengxiong stretched out his hand and stroked his Moxican hairstyle, and sneered: "What gunfire are the death match masters afraid of?" ”

"But I'm worried that the person who came is a master of death match who has entered the Tao with gun fighting skills!" Meng Zhiyu raised the volume so that Ma Chengxiong could hear it more clearly.

"I said! No way! Ma Chengxiong suddenly became nervous, sank his waist immediately, put one hand into a fist on his waist, put the other hand on his chest, and alternated his feet like lightning, and walked on the roof of the ambulance.

"I'm going to drive, be careful yourself, I might have a huge speed!" Meng Zhiyu's voice was blurred again, but it was enough for Ma Chengxiong to hear it.

"South fist and north leg, although Shaolin Dahong boxing is not good at leg method, but as a boxing method developed from hilly areas, the next plate is not stable, okay?" Ma Chengxiong muttered and continued to pay attention to the movements around him.

"Crunch-" Meng Zhiyu sat in the cab, and immediately drifted, flashing a bullet that shot at the ambulance tire.

"I'm handcuffed!" Ma Chengxiong was caught off guard and almost stepped through the roof of the ambulance, and at this time, he realized Meng Zhiyu's true intention to warn him to be careful, not to exert too much force for the stability of the lower plate.

"Cut, this kind of tail flick speed change, little meaning!" Ma Chengxiong unloaded the terrifying power brought by inertia, turned his gaze to the direction where the bullet was fired, and squinted his eyes to look directly.

"Uncle Meng, I didn't see anyone in the direction where the bullet came, and I didn't find the reflection of the sniper mirror of the sniper rifle. It looked like the sniper had switched places after that shot. Ma Chengxiong didn't find any clues in the steel jungle formed by high-rise buildings.

"Because this shot didn't come straight through! It's an arc shot in gunfighting! ”

"Can a sniper gun shoot in an arc? Is the gun fighting technique so strong? You're not blinded to me, are you? Ma Chengxiong was startled and hurriedly scanned all the tall buildings in the distant city, but found nothing.

"No, if it weren't for the arc shot just now, I wouldn't have dodged this shot at all!" Meng Zhiyu's bitter voice made Ma Chengxiong feel cold.

"Then I'm standing so high, isn't it death?" Ma Chengxiong hurriedly turned over with a harrier, fell to the back of the ambulance, and reached out to pick up the back door.

"Are you stupid! Hide there, you basically don't have an open place and reaction time for you to hide! Meng Zhiyu found out that this guy with the name of a Shaolin warrior monk, who was awesome and coaxing, was actually just a broken mouth who had no experience and could only fight simply, and was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly reprimanded Ma Chengxiong angrily, telling him not to be stupid.

"Fog grass! That's right! Ma Chengxiong jumped back on the roof of the ambulance, then bent down to avoid a bullet aimed at his heart.

"Oh, it's so dangerous," Ma Chengxiong breathed a sigh of relief, re-put on his posture, and then found a few barricades at the next few corners, as well as a bunch of mercenaries who used the barricades as covers, and was suddenly startled and screamed, "Uncle Meng, I saw a bunch of mercenaries blocking the road in front!" ”

"Don't worry!" Meng Zhiyu hurriedly hit the steering wheel, rushed off the highway, and hit the front of the ambulance, causing the anti-collision steel beams to collapse and fly out, revealing the engine inside from the opening of the meeting.

"Dang!"

Another sniper bullet pierced the roof of the cab under Ma Chengxiong's horrified gaze.

"Hmm!" Meng Zhiyu was shot through the thigh by a bullet and let out a low snort of pain. The artery in Meng Zhiyu's leg was pierced by a bullet, he immediately slapped his thigh, forced out the bullet with his internal qi, and then pinched several acupuncture points and meridians on his leg like lightning, stopping the blood from the wound that shot out a column of blood.

"Uncle Meng, are you okay?" Ma Chengxiong stood up and looked at the route in front of him, this is an ordinary highway, but there are still no descendants and pedestrians and vehicles passing, it seems that it is still blocked, and the extremely easy to hide fields and arbor forests on both sides make Ma Chengxiong more than Yicheng vigilant.

"Lao Tzu is fine, I can hold on!" Meng Zhiyu burst out of a foul mouth, stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and accelerated in gear, because of the excessive force, the bleeding on his leg stopped, and the wound quietly began to flow blood again.

"Rustling ......"

Ma Chengxiong's eyes locked on the constantly swinging sugar cane in a sugarcane field, and with the powerful eyesight of a deathfight master, he instantly noticed the unique cold light from the firearm.

The muzzle of the gun crept out of the sugar cane field.

Not only Ma Chengxiong, who had been engrossed in watching, saw it, but even Meng Zhiyu, who began to decline because of serious injuries, also found out.

"I'll cut it off!" Ma Chengxiong roared angrily, jumped down, took out a coin from his trouser pocket and bounced it out of the place where the gunman was ambushing.

"Uh-" The gunman, who was hit directly by the coin in the skull, and was not a master of deathmatch, instantly fell into vertigo after letting out a short exclamation and cry of pain, and a bag the size of a baby's fist swollen from the door of his head, blue and purple, and a trace of blood flowed out.

Watching Ma Chengxiong land, then rushed into the sugarcane field, kicked several gunmen away with three punches and two kicks, and then attracted more mercenary gunners to besiege him, Meng Zhiyu continued to accelerate without saying a word.

"Lao Chen, you and I owe these two guys a lot. One of them is your brother, it's okay, we're a family, we don't care about that. But the other one is just a meeting in Pingshui but can pay for you like this, and he is really a righteous and bloody fake monk. Meng Zhiyu lit a cigarette with a leisurely-looking look, which he used to numb himself so that he could continue to step on the accelerator and brake with that broken leg.

"Tiger and Crane Double Fist, please advise!" Ma Chengxiong put on a stance, then ran and punched like a wild horse, followed by the ambulance to encircle all the mercenaries on the side of the road into his own attack, interrupting their shooting at the ambulance, and killing all the gunmen who were ambushed here.

"Mader, tricky!" In order to be fast, naturally Ma Chengxiong couldn't completely stun everyone, so many mercenary gunmen stood up again, picked up their guns and aimed for a while, and after the ambulance found that it was far beyond the firing range, it had to impatiently aim at the spoiler.