After Qiao Haoyu rolled to a big rock with Yang Xiaoli in his arms, he handed her a 54 pistol and ordered her: "Lie here and don't move!" I'm going to kill them! ”

"Hmm!" Yang Xiaoli was also frightened by the gunshot, her little face turned pale, and her frightened body was almost unable to move, she took Qiao Haoyu's pistol and held it tightly in her hand. She's just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and she's never experienced any big scenes, let alone being part of a shootout now.

Qiao Haoyu took a deep breath and rushed out like a cheetah.

Those Vu. Feign. Divide. The son can't see the distance. Shoot. After a while, it was silent. They quickly bent down from the bunker and stood up, tiptoeing towards where Qiao Haoyu and Yang Xiaoli were just now.

Qiao Haoyu looked at those martial artists who stood up. Feign. Divide. At a glance, he picked up Type 03. Step. The gun fired two shots in a row.

Two Wu. Feign. Divide. Ziyintang directly has two more guns. eye, fell to the ground.

The remaining ten Wu. Feign. Divide. Zi suddenly panicked. Chaos, they all looked for cover and hid, while facing Qiao Haoyu's side. Disorderly. Target. Shoot. Hit.

After Qiao Haoyu shot, he had already moved. Feign. Divide. The bullets of the child are one after another. Shoot. In the empty space, there was not even a shadow of Qiao Haoyu. Shoot. Middle.

Qiao Haoyu is like a hunt in the dark. Kill. , constantly approaching those martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zi, every time he fires a shot, he can kill a martial artist. Feign. Divide. Child. Burst. Head.

Whatever those martial arts. Feign. Divide. Whichever bunker the child hid in, he would be shot by Qiao Haoyu. Fall. There are six more warriors. Feign. Divide. Sub is dried. After falling, a martial artist. Feign. Divide. The son finally can't stand being hunted. Killed, but unable to fight back with a sense of fear, he will be in the hands of the 81 type. Step. Gun. Thrown to the ground, he shouted in horror, "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me!! I give up!! Don't kill me!! ”

Qiao Haoyu had already aimed at that martial artist. Feign. Divide. Son, see that martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zi Bang. Break. Cast. Descending, immediately towards the name of the martial arts. Feign. Divide. A shot was fired next to the sub.

Bang, a gunshot, that Wu . Feign. Divide. Another Wu beside the son. Feign. Divide. Zi was directly pierced through the head by a bullet and fell to the ground weakly.

Seeing this scene, the martial artist. Feign. Divide. A slight chill arose in Zi's heart, and he held his head in his hands and curled up. Shrunk into a ball, not daring to make the slightest move.

"I surrender! Don't kill me!! I give up!! "The remnants of the two Wu. Feign. Divide. Ziye threw down the weapon in his hand in fear and said loudly. They could not see the enemy, but their comrades were removed from the darkness. Shoot. Out of a shot exploded. Head, there's nothing more terrifying in this world. It's terrifying. After all, they are all human beings, not ordinary human aliens with almost no thinking, they will also be afraid and afraid, they also want to live, so they choose to surrender.

Qiao Haoyu stood the three martial arts. Feign. Divide. Behind the son, he said to the darkness: "Cui Daliang! Go disarm them and tie them all up! ”

After dodging a big rock, Cui Daliang, who was lying motionless on the ground like a corpse, jumped up, took the rope and came to Qiao Haoyu's side, and slapped the horse loudly. Fart: "It's finally over!" Boss Joe, you're amazing. I admire you so much!! ”

Qiao Haoyu looked at the lazy Cui Daliang, frowned, and ordered in a deep voice: "Go and tie them up!" We don't have much time to waste! ”

Kill these twelve in. Invade. The matter is not over, there are more than 20 people over there who are engaged in a shootout with five policemen. Invade. He who. Qiao Haoyu must do it quickly. Drop them.

"Yes!" Cui Daliang answered, and quickly used the rope to put the three into it. Invade. They were tightly bound and covered with rags. Invade. Prisoners. Captive's mouth.

Qiao Haoyu glanced at the captives. captive, ordered to Cui Daliang: "You watch carefully here, as long as they make any changes, give me a direct gun. Shoot. ”

Hearing Qiao Haoyu's words, the three prisoners. The captive body trembled, not daring to have the slightest. Disorderly. Move. Now it's not about people. Right to the years of peace, kill. Kill. Prisoner of war. No one will condemn them at all. Blame you, if you die, you will die, in this year, a person dies, and even a dog dies in peacetime.

Three prisoners will be captured. The captives were handed over to Cui Daliang, and Qiao Haoyu was like a cheetah towards the gun. The direction of the battle rushed.

At night, it is not suitable for guns. When you fight, under that darkness, unless it's close. Shoot. hit, otherwise the hit rate will drop to a very low level.

It was under the cover of darkness that Ma Kai and the other five policemen hid in the bunker and the more than 20 policemen. Feign. Divide. The sub carried out a fierce gun. War.

In this area, the sound of gunfire is endless, but there are very few dead people, and after fighting for so long, only one colleague on Ma Kai's side was accidentally shot by a stray bullet. Shoot. Hit in the arm, the rest were not injured. Just as the battle progressed, Mackay bullets on their side. Medicine. There are fewer and fewer, if there are no bullets, they will definitely not be able to stop the more than 20 warriors. Feign. Divide. Sub's offense.

At this moment, Qiao Haoyu quietly went around to the twenty martial artists. Feign. Divide. Behind the son, suddenly two points. Shoot, directly will be two martial arts. Feign. Divide. Sub-explosion. Head. Dry. Fall.

"Master!! Have the ability to night. War. Master!! "This team of martial arts. Feign. Divide. The head of the son. The leader saw the two martial arts. Feign. Divide. The sub was suddenly exploded. head, a chill instantly arose in my heart. You know, they just and Ma Kaiji. After a long battle, more than 200 rounds of ammunition were fired, except for the three Wu who were killed and wounded at the beginning. Feign. Divide. Except for the son, there were no casualties. Two Wu. Feign. Divide. The son was exploded so accurately. Head. Whereas. Dead, apparently suddenly came a night. War. High. Hand. In the darkness of the night, the kind of proficient gun. The machine has the night again. The master of visual ability is definitely an extremely terrifying kill. Person. Weapons. There are a lot of people here, and I'm afraid that it won't be enough for the other party to kill.

"That night. War. High. Hand!! I'm Zhongju! This time, we Tiger Pi will admit it this time!! Please raise your hand and let us live. Women, food, weapons, what do you want, as long as we can do it, we will not be ambiguous. "That team of martial arts. Feign. Divide. The head of the son. Ling Zhongju stared at the dark field and shouted loudly.

Zhongju was able to become the leader of this team. He relied not only on his combat power, but also on his powers of observation and judgment. He'd already guessed the explosion on the other side of the two buses. The bombing was done by Qiao Haoyu. A group of fighters who went to reinforce were afraid that they would either die or be captured. is captured, and he can only compromise now, otherwise there is only a dead end waiting for him.

Qiao Haoyu said coldly in the dark: "Put down your weapons and surrender to me." I can spare your lives, or else you will all die! You only have three seconds to think about it, and after three seconds, I'll kill all the holders. Gun man. ”

"Qiao Haoyu! It was Qiao Haoyu's voice. Has he come to our rescue? How he is. Force. The other party begged for mercy? He really has terrifying strength. Ma Kai heard Qiao Haoyu's voice, his heart was shocked, and then he was slightly relieved. Anyway, Qiao Haoyu came this time and obviously saved their lives.

If Qiao Haoyu doesn't come, Ma Kai and the five of them will be bombed. Medicine. After consumption, I am afraid that it will also be used by those martial arts. Feign. Divide. The son is killed, or born. Capture.

Listening to Qiao Haoyu's words, Zhong Ju hesitated for a while, if they put down their weapons, they would have to let the lives of the mermaids not be controlled by themselves.

"Grass mud horse, which green onion are you!! Die to Lao Tzu!! "A. Sex. Ge Violence. Abuse of martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zi yelled and picked up the 79 type. Rush. Front. Gun. Swept frantically in the direction of Qiao Haoyu's voice. Shoot.

Bang, a gunshot! That Takeshi. Feign. Divide. Before he could finish sweeping a magazine, there was an extra blood in his head. hole, he himself fell into the ground weakly.

Seeing that scene, those martial arts. Feign. Divide. The morale of the son was low, and everyone's face was full of fear, and none of them wanted to die.

"Three seconds have passed! Whoever does not lay down his arms, die! Qiao Haoyu's cold voice replied to this area. Swinging, like a heavy hammer hammer those martial arts. Feign. Divide. Son's heart.

Bang, a gunshot rang out, and another Wu with a gun. Feign. Divide. Sub-head quilted. Shoot. Wearing, he fell to the ground weakly.

Watching another companion be blown up. The head is dead, those martial arts. Feign. Divide. His face was full of fear, and he threw his weapons to the ground.

Zhong Ju saw his subordinates throwing the weapons in their hands on the ground, sighed slightly, and rushed the Type 79 in his hand. Front. The gun was thrown on the ground. Death is like home, and only those who have been rigorously trained have unparalleled glory. Reputation. Sense of the Army. It's something that only people can do. They're just bandits. Once you encounter the threat of death, it is normal to surrender.

Most of the martial arts. Feign. Divide. The son dropped the gun in his hand. weapons, but there are two martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zi Zhi. The gun lay on the ground, hiding behind the bunker, and waited for Qiao Haoyu to appear. Once Qiao Haoyu appeared, they would kill Qiao Haoyu. It's just that they didn't expect that Qiao Haoyu had carefully counted their numbers just now. Clear their place.

Seeing those two cunning warriors. Feign. Divide. Zi still resisted stubbornly, Qiao Haoyu directly fired two shots, piercing the two martial arts. Feign. Divide. The head of the son.

The two Wu who were lying on the ground. Feign. Divide. Zi was killed by Qiao Haoyu, which completely shattered the luck psychology of Zhong Ju and his party.

In the darkness, Qiao Haoyu coldly threatened: "Come out of the bunker for me." Walk over to the bus and crouch down with your head in your hands. People who don't move, I'll hit directly. Shoot. ”

After all, Qiao Haoyu was alone, and if he appeared from the darkness to accept the captivity. Prisoner, I'm afraid those guys will take advantage of him to accept the prisoner. When they were captured, they fled one by one. Drop, it's also troublesome to kill when the time comes. If it is centralized management, those martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zi wanted to escape, and Qiao Haoyu could swoop them out lightly.

A famous martial artist. Feign. Divide. Zi walked out of the bunker and walked towards the direction set by Qiao Haoyu.

Suddenly, a martial artist. Feign. Divide. The son went outside, and he wanted to escape from here under the cover of darkness.

Bang, a shot. Hibiki, that Takeshi. Feign. Divide. Zi had just run a few steps when he was directly exploded by a bullet. The head, turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, those martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zijia was full of fear for Qiao Haoyu who was hiding in the dark, and honestly walked to the bus and squatted down with his head in his hands.

In fact, Qiao Haoyu is only one person. Feign. Divide. All of them fled in all directions, and he could only kill seven or eight at most, after all, he couldn't chase too far. But driven by fear, those martial arts. Feign. Divide. Zi obeyed Qiao Haoyu's order and did not run away.

"Cui Daliang, come out! Tie them all up! Qiao Haoyu ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes! Boss Joe! Cui Daliang, who was not far away, answered, pushing the three martial artists who were tightly tied. Feign. Divide. The son came to the bus. He took out the rope and very quickly took the surrendered warriors. Feign. Divide. One by one, the children were tightly tied.

Qiao Haoyu walked out of the darkness and said lightly to the policemen who were hiding behind the bunkers: "Ma Kai, you guys should come out too!" ”

Even if the five policemen turned their faces to Qiao Haoyu, Qiao Haoyu was sure that in this dark night. Kill them easily, and that's why he came out of the darkness.

Ma Kai listened to Qiao Haoyu's voice, hesitated for a while, and glanced at a few of his colleagues before walking out of the bunker. Judging from the strength shown by Qiao Haoyu, if Qiao Haoyu wanted to kill them, they would have died today.