Thurston is shot through the head by Masao Kameda.

He never expected that in this dark night, the other side would have the ability to destroy him with one shot.

The white militia, having lost their leader, quickly retreated, giving way to a wide opening in front.

"President, let's break through!" Haruma Yamamoto pushed the queen forward.

Kameda Masao didn't make a sound, and walked quickly to the front with a gun.

But he didn't take two steps, then stopped, and quickly turned back.

"What's wrong? President? Haruma Yamamoto asked with a puzzled expression.

"There is an ambush ahead, let's go to the back door of the stockade!" Kameda Masao doesn't stop.

He paid no attention to the screams and shouts coming from the other end of the stronghold, and walked briskly towards the back of the stockade without looking back.

On the gatehouse ahead, there are indeed people.

Chen Jianqiu and a team of people with guns had already been ambushed there.

He had just picked up Sean and sent two men to send Sean and them out, while he stayed here to stay and squat.

Except for the two gaps that have been blasted open, it stands to reason that this is the only way to leave.

Chen Jianqiu stood in the shadows and turned on the shooter state.

But the moment he saw Kameda, Kameda raised his head and turned around and ran.

This made Chen Jianqiu a little surprised.

Could it be that in addition to the one-eyed dragon Yoshioka Kunihiko, Kameda Masao also has a talent for marksmanship?

That's kind of interesting.

I can't imagine that the little Xuanyang Society has such a sleeping dragon and phoenix chicks, no wonder they dare to rebel.

Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment, and instructed a few soldiers from the Longxiang group around him: "You hurry to the direction of the back door to find cover, and release your guns at will." But remember, no one is allowed to show his head, and if he shows his head, he will die. ”

The warriors took the order and left.

Chen Jianqiu, on the other hand, slowly walked down from the gatehouse.

Kameda Masao and his group, led by Kameda, walked towards the small door behind the stockade.

Their speed was not very fast, as the queen was staggering and being pushed, and Kameda was constantly using his night vision to search for enemies in front of him.

"President, or I'll run away with this old lady on my back." Haruma Yamamoto complained that the queen was walking too slowly.

"Do you want the queen to block bullets for you?" Kameda Masao said angrily, "It's still useful for me to keep her." ”

"Everyone is almost gone, and this old woman is still left." Haruma Yamamoto muttered quietly, so quiet that only he could hear it.

But Kameda probably didn't hear it.

He continued on his way.

Soon, however, he stopped again.

"On the other side, there seems to be an ambush again." Kameda frowned, "However, it doesn't seem to be." ”

Haruma Yamamoto is a little crazy.

"Well, is that yes, or isn't?" He asked.

"I feel like someone is hiding behind cover." Kameda rubbed his eyes.

"But the president, we can only rush, this is the only way left!" Haruma Yamamoto stood awkwardly in place.

"You go, don't be afraid, if the other side dares to show their heads, I will let them die!" Masao Kameda holds a gun in his hand and directs the boxer.

The boxer cried and mourned, looked at Kameda Masao's muzzle, and scolded his mother in his heart.

"Why don't you let these bunnies get on?" He pointed to several other Japanese soldiers.

"You have martial arts, fast legs and feet, it's more suitable." Kameda Masao said in a cold voice, "Besides, you get the most money from me. ”

At the same time, he turned his head to look at the gloating Japanese gunners behind him: "You can't run away, wait one by one." ”

Haruma Yamamoto had no choice but to get out of cover and rush towards the wall.

The Chinese soldiers on the wooden wall had already heard the movement.

As Chen Jianqiu ordered, they did not come out of cover, but raised their semi-automatic rifles and fired several bursts in the direction of the sound.

The Great Grandmaster didn't need to be reminded by the person behind him, he hugged his head and lay on the ground.

Kameda heard the gunshots and instantly turned out of the bunker.

However, he did not find the shooter, only a few barrels on the opposite side.

Kameda fired a few shots at the position of the barrels, and the bullet hit the bunker, changing its trajectory and failing to penetrate.

And those barrels are also retracted.

Kameda thought he was slowing down.

He waved at Haruma Yamamoto, who was lying on the ground.

However, the Grand Master lay flat on the ground, his head on the ground, and he didn't even dare to pout his buttocks, and he couldn't see Kameda's movements at all.

"Get up and keep going!" Kameda shouted.

His roar didn't get Haruma Yamamoto to his feet, but instead allowed himself to be locked by another hunter in the shadows.

Chen Jianqiu appeared in the direction behind him.

People who rely too much on their talent as shooters will have the problem of trusting their eyes too much.

And the back of the head doesn't have eyes.

Chen Jianqiu raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Kameda Masao, who was squatting in the corner of the side wall of the house.

"Bang".

Kameda Masao was shot open, his head tilted, and he collapsed to the ground.

He and his enemy, Thurston, died under the same type of gun.

The Japanese soldiers who followed Kameda did not realize that their leader had been killed in the dark of night, let alone that there was a killing god behind them, and they were still shooting blindly in front of them.

Chen Jianqiu began to name them one by one.

With the sound of the guns in his hands, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground one by one.

And as the bullets they fired at the soldiers of the Longxiang group decreased, the Chinese soldiers also chose to reduce their return fire, but they still strictly followed Chen Jianqiu's orders and did not show their heads.

The night gradually quieted down.

Haruma Yamamoto, who was lying on the ground, felt that something was not quite right with the atmosphere.

Why is there no movement?

Kameda Masao, this grandson, won't leave him alone here and run away with someone, right?

The Grand Master raised his head.

The surrounding light was still very dim, and only the fire on the other side of the colony shone through.

Haruma Yamamoto touched the ground beside him, and found a piece of wood that I don't know if it was broken or if it was there in the first place.

He carefully lifted the stick and waved it in the air.

No one paid any attention to him.

The Great Grandmaster secretly said that it was not good.

The grandchildren were gone.

He quickly got up from the ground and ran in the direction he came.

But he didn't take a few steps before his steps came to an abrupt halt.

In the firelight, a man was untying the rope for the queen and removing the sack from her head.

This is the man he had seen in the teahouse.

It's Chen Jianqiu.

Obviously, Chen Jianqiu also saw him.

"I thought everyone was dead." Chen Jianqiu's face grinned, tilting his head to look at Yamamoto Haruma.

The firelight stretched his figure and reflected it on the wooden wall, which was particularly terrifying in such an atmosphere.

And Haruma Yamamoto was also creepy by his smile.

"I picked nine martial arts halls in Chinatown in a row, and none of the Chinese martial artists were my opponents." He shouted at Chen Jianqiu, trying to provoke his competitiveness.

"Compared with Japanese martial arts, Chinese martial arts are vulnerable, I know you are a martial arts practitioner, give you a chance, let's have a competition!" The Grand Grandmaster took a small step forward, his hands in front of his chest one after the other, and at the same time hooked at Chen Jianqiu.

However, he was responded to by a gunshot.

Haruma Yamamoto fell to the ground, bleeding from the wound on his head.

Chen Jianqiu's golden revolver turned a few times before returning to the holster on his waist.

He shook his head at the corpse of the Grand Master:

"Sorry, I'm not interested, I'm busy."

(End of chapter)