Li Huan leaned against the wall and stood up with difficulty, he looked at Liao Zhimeng's flustered expression, suddenly smiled and said, "Hehe, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

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Liao Zhimeng shrank back, with a strange expression that I believe in you.

Li Huan pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth instantly overflowed with a lot of bright red blood.

"Let's go... I'm here to stop them. Li Huan fumbled around his body for a while, took out a grenade and held it in his hand.

"Li Huan..."Liao Zhimeng stared at Li Huan with a complicated expression.

The footsteps on the other side of the alley were getting closer. Li Huan suddenly snorted.

"Let's go!"

The corners of Liao Zhimeng's plump lips twitched lightly a few times, and ran over against Li Huan's body.

"Zhimeng... You have to live well. ”

The moment Liao Zhimeng brushed Li Huan's body and ran past, Li Huan's voice lingered in Liao Zhimeng's ears like a magic spell.

Liao Zhimeng bit her lips tightly, ran all the way and disappeared at the end of the alley, until there was a deafening explosion behind her, she stopped her body violently and looked back in a daze.

The alley was filled with thick clouds of smoke, and there were faint red particles in the smoke.

"Thank you, I'll try to live." Liao Zhimeng muttered softly, turned around and ran out of the alley.

Rushing out of the cramped alley, Liao Zhimeng suddenly stopped, and both sides of the street were full of heavily armed Z Organization personnel.

These armed men stared at the gray-faced Liao Zhimeng with a bewildered expression, and they were very unhappy in their hearts, Liao Da Beauty, you are playing high! We walked the streets looking for you and couldn't find it, and then you ran out on your own.

Liao Zhimeng sighed softly, she still has to come, she raised her hand to wipe the dust on her face, and stood motionless waiting for the people of the Z organization to escort him back.

One of the leading armed men took out a walkie-talkie pinned to his waist: "Report base, report base, target captured, target captured, repeat, target captured." ”

A noisy voice came over the intercom: "Please send the target person back to the base safely, repeat, please send the target task back to the base safely." ”

The leading armed men put down the walkie-talkie and waved at the subordinates behind them, and several armed men took out a ball of rope and ran towards Liao Zhimeng.

Liao Zhimeng pursed her lips, she raised her eyes and looked at the sky, the sky was very blue, there were still a few cotton wool-like clouds floating in the sky, the past few years of the past few years appeared in front of her eyes one by one, in the days of struggle for power, she rarely had the opportunity and mood to look at the blue sky like now.

She suddenly remembered a sentence, a sentence that she had never understood, 'Remembering the Yellow Dog Dingnan Chasing'... This is a sentence that only a man of the hour who has lost power can understand thoroughly.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, Liao Zhimeng's expression was unusually calm, she once again stood up to the turbulence of the arrogant world, even if she had to suffer humiliation, she had to straighten her waist and live.

Several armed men ran close to Liao Zhimeng, they had just pulled the rope and were about to tie Liao Zhimeng, and the picture seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Liao Zhimeng half-opened her cherry lips and looked at the armed men who flew out upside down in front of her in dismay.

A wlog of blood exploded on the armed man's head, and his body was pushed five or six meters away, and he fell on the concrete road with a 'bang'.

Several other armed men beside Liao Zhimeng flew out one after another, with a big blood hole in the center of their eyebrows.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The leading armed man roared a few times, and his head suddenly exploded like a burst watermelon, and his brain was mixed with blood and splattered everywhere.

Liao Zhimeng looked behind her, and under the midday sun, a tall figure stood on the roof of a building with his back to the sun.

The sunlight was dazzling, and when the armed men looked at the man on the rooftop, they couldn't even open their eyes, and they could only hear a heavy and powerful gunshot, which was an AS50 Barrett heavy sniper rifle.

Liao Zhimeng squinted, put her hand on the pergola and moved her gaze to the tall figure of the man.

He wears a pair of big sunglasses, wears a knee-high black trench coat, pulls the bolt, aims, pulls the trigger, and every movement is perfect and impeccable.

Liao Zhimeng looked at the man on the rooftop in a daze, a heart was pounding, this man's smooth and skilled shooting action actually had a violent beauty, Barrett's strong recoil, every time it spit out a bullet, a layer of dust would stir up under the gun seat, and the man's strong arms and chest muscles also shook with the recoil of the gun.

He licked the corners of his mouth, and with every movement of his fingers, a burst head appeared.

The armed men of Group Z on the street were quickly grouped together and fired blindly at the snipers on the rooftops with guns.

Liao Zhimeng squinted, a pair of beautiful eyes stared closely at the man on the rooftop, and the dense stray bullets whistled and slapped on the cement fence of the rooftop, setting off a cloud of gray dust in an instant.

The man held Barrett steadily, pulled the bolt, pulled the trigger... Bounce... Pull the bolt... Pull the trigger.

There were a few whistling stray bullets that even cut red blood cuts against his arm, and he just stood there and kept pulling the trigger, not knowing how to dodge, only killing.

"Knock him down and concentrate your fire! Bazooka! Grass mud horse! Hurry up! "A small leader of the armed men is loudly organizing the men to carry out an effective counteroffensive.

Liao Zhimeng looked at the bazookas that several Z Organization personnel took out of the vehicle, and her heart was fiercely entangled.

Is this man stupid? Why don't you run yet? When the rocket hits, he is going to die, this man looks a little familiar, but she can't remember where she saw it, Liao Zhimeng's pair of pink fists were clenched together, and her palms were covered with sweat.

The bazookas carried on the backs of the armed men were aimed in the direction of the rooftop, and the muzzles of all the armed men were aimed in the direction of the rooftop.

Shout...

With a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air, the rocket flew towards the roof with a long tail flame.

Liao Zhimeng pursed her lips tightly, turned around and hid in the alley with hatred, this man doesn't have a brain, no matter how good his marksmanship is, can he fight a rocket?

Liao Zhimeng burrowed into the alley and hid.

There was an explosion, and the roof first burst into flames, and then kicked up dust in the sky.

Liao Zhimeng turned around and looked at the rooftop unwillingly, this person... I'm afraid it's already broken.

Liao Zhimeng looked at the smoke and dust on the rooftop, and her eyebrows flickered together.

The moment the rockets exploded, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly came from the street.

The armed men of Group Z thought that their own people had fired the shots, but they soon realized that something was wrong, and the people around them kept falling. It's been flanked!

On one side of the street, Billy's rhinoceros-like body took up almost half of the street, and his bucket-like arms were holding an M241 revolver.

This heavy revolver machine gun, which was originally a vehicle-mounted machine gun, did not have a firm bracket to remove the recoil of the machine gun, and the shooter had to be torn off his hands and shatter his internal organs.

However, Billy stubbornly resisted the M241 with a rate of fire of more than 4,000 rounds per minute, and it was very stable!

Behind Billy is Scarface, grinning and the scars on his face are hideous and terrifying, his feet spread across the concrete pavement, his machine gun in one hand, and the trigger in the other.

The barrel of the minigun spun rapidly, and the bullet casings as thick as a baby's arm clanged into Scarface's feet, dancing a dance of death.

The strong recoil of the revolver machine gun was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and the huge gun body rushed backwards violently, and Scarface actually resisted the recoil of the heavy machine gun with a tight chest like a rock.

These two friends are actually using this way to show the hardness of their bodies and their domineering power.

They're playing in a heartbeat...