"Haha! This person is crazy, right! Just one person, dare to kill the door?"

"Isn't this a death-by-death person! I think eighty percent of them have a problem with their brains!"

In the crowd, a burst of laughter erupted.

The expressions of the gunmen all relaxed, and instead showed a little disdain and ridicule.

Originally, they thought that it was a large-scale attack by the Chinese people, which made them uneasy and worried, but now they found that there was only one person coming, and they suddenly felt a sense of ridicule.

A person, even if he is a cultivator, cannot be so powerful.

And now, they have thousands of gunmen, and in the building, there are nearly a hundred masters who are also cultivators, and the strength of this person is really too small, it is no different from sending them to death.

Inside the building, there was also a burst of laughter, and the originally solemn atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

On the top floor, after Miki Goro confirmed it again and again, he also laughed for a while.

The current Sanmu Mansion gathers all the elite forces of the Miki Society, and there are nearly 100 masters in charge, which can be described as impregnable, and a mere Chinese cultivator can't afford to stir up a little wind and waves.

There was only one person, but he had to send a threatening letter in advance to make him ready, which really made him a little puzzled, could it be ...... Just to scare him?

Eighty percent is a madman!

He said to himself.

"Pass the order down, catch him alive as much as possible, it's really not good, kill him on the spot, don't let him escape!" he said coldly.

"Hey!"

Behind him, a man in black bowed, took out a walkie-talkie, and gave an order.

In the street, more lights shone on the figure.

Dressed in black, with a straight posture, he looks a little cool, but his face is a little blurry, as if he has been covered with a shadow, and he can't see clearly.

This made everyone a little strange, but they were relieved at the thought that this person might be a cultivator.

"Listen to the Huaxia people in front, please give up your resistance and surrender quickly, otherwise, you will be killed!" a man in black with long hair and braids shouted loudly, holding a megaphone.

The figure stood, unresponsive.

The man shouted again, "I say it again...... Please also give up resistance, otherwise ......"

However, as soon as the words were said here, they came to an abrupt end.

Boom!

A short, sharp gunshot, a hole suddenly appeared in his head, and blood shot out. With the force of the impact, he fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the crowd.

"Tsk! There's a lot of nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight, it's a fuss!"

Tang Hao grinned and shouted. In his hand, I don't know when there was an extra pistol.

He also turned around very chicly, looking very relaxed and comfortable.

The crowd erupted.

One by one, those Dongying people gritted their teeth and let out angry roars.

"Baga, kill him, kill this pig!"

"Shoot! Shoot them all, beat him into a sieve!"

With a roar, they raised their guns and aimed them at the figure in front of them. Then, with a click, the muzzle of the gun erupted tongues of fire, intertwined into a dense network of firepower, pouring in.

If it was an ordinary person, or a sloppy Taoist and the like, I am afraid that I would have been scared to pee.

Such terrifying firepower could not be stopped even by ordinary cultivators.

But Tang Hao didn't even hide, and went straight to meet him.

Ding Ding Ding!

The bullet hit the light curtain, and there was a crisp sound, dense like rain.

This firepower, like a violent wind, like a shower, raged wildly, but unfortunately, the light curtain was too thick, and it couldn't be shaken for a while.

"Holy!"

The gunmen were dumbfounded.

What the hell is this? It's a turtle shell, and it can't be broken.

"You bunch of trash, shoot, shoot me!"

"It's not right to put the east and the west...... Everybody transfer me and kill this bastard. ”

The command staff in the rear jumped to their feet in anger and roared wildly.

As the order was delivered, people kept pouring in from all directions, carrying guns one by one, with a look of righteous indignation.

There are so many of them, can't they still deal with a Chinese person, it's a shame!

"Kill!" they roared, holding back their strength, vowing to beat Tang Hao into a sieve.

On this side, the morale was high and the atmosphere was fanatical, but on the other side, Tang Hao had a comfortable face, he stood there, holding his hands, motionless, letting the bullets pour in.

From time to time, I yawned.

When the group of Dongying people saw it, they almost vomited blood.

They were so angry that they were all red-eyed.

Under the continuous strafing, finally, the light curtain broke, and the group of Dongying people were ecstatic, and many people cheered.

But at this time, Tang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "What are you excited about, it's just that you just knocked out one, oh, I still have it! One is not enough, right, I still have a lot, how many do you want?"

As he spoke, beside Tang Hao, another curtain of light opened, and then, another.

One after another, they completely dumbfounded the group of Dongying people.

They shook their bodies, and they almost vomited blood, and one of them was already so difficult to deal with, and there were so many of them, how could they fight? Is this guy really a turtle!

"Just now, it was just to borrow your hands to test the strength of this thing, and now, you can die!"

Tang Hao said coldly, I don't know when he has an RPG in his hand.

The group of gunmen looked stupid again, and their faces were stunned.

, is this a trick? Where did this guy get this RPG?

Before they could react, the rocket exploded, exploding a burst of fire, and a violent shock wave swept away a group of people.

All of a sudden, the situation became chaotic.

Tang Hao threw the RPG, shook his hand, and two more machine guns fired wildly in all directions.

Ahhh

People kept getting shot and falling to the ground.

Bullets intertwined, blood spilled, and this street was completely stained red with blood.

He is like a killing god, mercilessly harvesting one life after another, the gun in his hand, like a trick, is constantly changing, once the bullet is finished, he throws it away.

The next moment, he held a full gun in his hand again.

He is only one person, but his firepower is extremely fierce.

The battle lasted three or four minutes, and there were already corpses lying on the streets.

The rest of the people are finally frightened.

This is simply a humanoid armory, but there is another layer of shell, as hard as a turtle, how can this be beaten?

However, they did not dare to flee, so they could only scatter in all directions, relying on obstacles, and resisting stubbornly.

Listening to the real-time report of the battle situation, the people in the entire building were all silent, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat to the building. ”

Goro Miki banged on the table and roared wildly. The eyes were already blood-red.

His heart was bleeding.

These are all the elites of his Miki Society, if he really died in a large-scale fire with the Huaxia people, he would not feel pity, but now, there is only one opponent, but so many people have died, he can't bear it at all.

"Give me the order to go down and let the masters take action, whoever kills this guy, I will give him a billion, and it is dollars. ”

(End of chapter)