"Really? Thank you for that. It's just that I don't quite understand, how do I live? How do my brothers live? Long Hao shouted.

"Brother Hao, this can't be up to you. It's good to be alive, and I want to live on my own terms, which is of course impossible. If you don't mess with me...... Let's not talk about this, you can mess with me casually, but you shouldn't mess with Brother Hong! You provoked Brother Hong, and you still want to live peacefully, how is it possible? Cao Zhenhui raised his voice.

"Oh, I really didn't think that much about it."

"I know you don't think about it that much, and you can't think about it that much. In fact, if you provoked Brother Hong, apologize afterwards, kowtow, and give some tribute, Brother Hong may be able to spare you. But you can't provoke Long Shihe, he was personally sent out by Brother Ning, and provoking him is equivalent to provoking Brother Ning. What's even worse is that Long Shihe actually lost millions, most of which were the money of the boss and Brother Ning. Tell me, if it were you, would you still be able to make someone else's life easier? ”

"I said how Long Shihe had raised his head recently, and his breath was very long, and he hugged Brother Ning's thick thighs. It seems that I really underestimated him, and if I knew this, I should have put a long line to catch big fish and wipe out all these scumbags. It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

"Made, don't talk to this kid anymore, rush up and destroy all these grandsons, and there will be no one left." A shrill voice shouted.

No need to ask, this voice is Brother Ning, and only he has the right to issue such an order.

"Lao Cao, you bring ten guns, attack from the north, keep shooting, and never give the other party a chance to breathe. I attacked from the south with ten guns, and I kept firing. The others followed, almost throwing stones at the top, never allowing the other to fight back. Brother Hong ordered.

It's not very loud and can only be heard by people nearby.

However, Long Hao, who was extremely keen in hearing, still heard it, and he heard it clearly. He immediately gestured to the side and whistled to the other side, so that he could prepare to meet the enemy according to the deployment he had just made.

The opponent's strength is several times that of his own, and his firepower is twenty times that of his own, but so what? Back then, in the cat's ear hole, hundreds of enemies pressed up, and they still fought the same?

"Boom, boom, boom......" There was a burst of gunfire, the front of the stone "crackled", and the hillside was filled with gunsmoke, and there was a firelight.

Long Hao listened carefully, they were both shotguns and earthen guns, about half of each, and he was immediately relieved. This weapon has a large impact area, but it cannot kill anyone at once. As long as you don't die, you can fight in close combat after rushing up, pick out the key points, and put down a few people, you can shock a large area.

A gang of gangsters, he doesn't believe that he is not afraid of death, and he doesn't believe that he dares to fight for his life. And he is not afraid of death, as long as he shoots, he will fight with his life. The brothers too, no one retreated, and besides, there was no place to retreat, so they could only fight to the death, put them to death and come back to life.

Picking up five or six bowl-sized stones and putting them on the big stone in front of him, Long Hao pinched a stone in each hand, hid behind the stone and listened quietly.

The gunfire kept going. At the beginning, it was put together, a bit like a row of guns, and it was messed up after a while, and it seemed that the loading was fast and slow, and the gun naturally could not be neatly fired. Moreover, the earthen gun had to stop and load gunpowder and iron sand after one shot, and it would take a minute or two at the earliest. Therefore, I saw the guns released, but I did not rush up, and I kept rubbing on the mountain drape.

Long Hao was not in a hurry, and waited patiently.

Another row of guns rang out, followed by a number of stones. The other party rushed within twenty meters, no longer loaded the bullets, and it was too late to load, one by one shouted excitedly, and swarmed up.

"Hit!" Long Hao shouted, threw out a stone with his left hand, stood up violently, and the stone in his right hand smashed down firmly on the guy who pounced on him.

"Boom!" The guy was hit in the head and fell on his back before he could make a sound.

A few stones were thrown up below, but they were all the size of fists, most of them smashed to the front or sides, and one of them was smashed in the chest, and Long Hao grinned in pain. Only then did he feel the power of the stone, and the other party was much weaker from the bottom to the top, and it hurt so much when he smashed it on his body. I was condescending and used all my strength, how big should the momentum be? If you don't get it right, you can really kill people.

But it's too late to think so much, if the other party doesn't die, he has to die. Long Hao didn't care about the flying stones, endured the huge pain, danced back and forth with his hands, and kept smashing the stones at the other party.

The stones in front of him were thrown away, and finally another one was knocked down. In fact, every stone can hit people, but it doesn't hit the fatal part, although the opponent is in pain, he does not fall, and continues to attack upwards despite the pain. Long Hao was also hit several times, but he didn't hit the critical part, and he could continue to fight back.

As long as you don't die, you will die to die, this is Long Hao's belief, and it is also the belief of everyone.

"Rush!" The stones in front of him were thrown out, and the other party also rushed to within ten meters, Long Hao turned around and grabbed two stones, shouted and rushed out.

"Rush, kill all these scumbags!" Zhao Wenqing also shouted, threw a stone, and rushed with a short stick in his hand. Sun Zhiming also threw the stone in his hand, holding a short stick in his hand and charging with Zhao Wenqing.

Wang Jinghui rushed out, but did not rush directly to the gang, but ran a few steps to the side, and then ran down.

Gao Chenghu and the others on the other side also rushed out, shouting one by one, and bravely pounced on the group of people who rushed up.

Fang Zhen, like Wang Jinghui, did not rush directly towards the group, but quietly pounced on the side. They are all veterans, both have experienced life-and-death struggles, and know how to get the most out of their only firearm while protecting their companions.

Long Hao threw stones forward while rushing, and he didn't care if he could hit it or not, he just smashed it down.

When a guy saw the stone fall, he instinctively dodged, but he didn't think that another stone would fall again. The guy was hit in the leg and fell on a stumble. However, this guy is quite tenacious, and he also knows that once he falls, he may not be able to get up again, so he struggles to get up and fight Long Hao to the death.

But Long Hao was too fast, and before the guy could react, he rushed to him and kicked out with his right foot.

"Boom!" The guy was kicked in the face and fell to the ground again, blood spurting wildly.

"Going to Nima." Long Hao followed and kicked the guy in the stomach, and at the same time picked up the guy's shotgun with his toes, passed the butt of the gun, and slammed it at the few guys who pounced.

"Click!" "Boom!"

The shotgun hits the shotgun, making a loud noise. The kick is also dull.

Long Hao is tall and strong, and he is condescending, and he has riveted his strength. Every time the shot goes out, it smashes the opponent's mouth. Every time he kicked out, whether it was in the leg or in the foot, the opponent was in pain, and some were even kicked down on the spot.

The opponent also hit and kicked Long Hao, even more times. But attacking from the back can't make up the strength, plus after climbing such a long hill, most of the strength is consumed, and there is not much attack power.

So I was beaten a lot, but it didn't hurt much, at least I could endure it. Long Hao flew up and down with a shotgun, desperately attacking the opponent, and also resisting the opponent's crazy attack.

However, no matter how fierce it is, it is only one person, and it is impossible to burst out with the greatest power every time. With the attack and resistance again and again, the explosive power is getting weaker and weaker, although it can still hit the opponent, but it is rarely able to knock down again.

More importantly, there are more and more of each other. The back kept pouring up, and when they saw only one person next to them, they all rushed over, wanting to take down this person in one fell swoop and then solve the other people.

Zhao Wenqing and Sun Zhiming next to him were in a similar situation. The two were always together, and the two short sticks were extremely flexible and fierce, and they knocked down two people at once when they just rushed out. Later, more and more people rushed up, and the two relied on each other, exerting the power of the short stick to the extreme, so that the other party could not invade them.

It's just that there are too many other parties, and later there are more than a dozen people around them, and all kinds of weapons greet the two of them together. The two had no choice but to fight and retreat, desperately resisting each other's attacks.

It's hard to protect itself, and naturally he can't take care of Long Hao nearby.

Long Hao slowly stepped back. There were already a lot of stones on the ground, but there was a stone battle just now, and a lot of them fell. He didn't dare to go too fast, and his heels were slowly tentative, trying to avoid every stone.