Li Zi'an didn't have time to stand up, just lifted the bulletproof barrier and hid underneath, bullets whistled, some bullets flew over his head and around him, and some hit the off-road vehicle next to him, the iron sheet was pierced, the glass was shattered, and the fragments flew sideways. Part of it hit the bulletproof barrier, causing the bulletproof barrier to vibrate endlessly, and the impact of the bullet also made his arm numb.

However, this only lasted for two seconds, and that was added to the amount of time friendly bullets were in the air.

Leops's men opened fire at the same time as the CIA agents and the mercenaries of the Road Company fired, bullets whizzing from the mountains and forests, and the front row of agents and mercenaries were overturned to the ground.

Ding Shichang was dumbfounded, he should have expected this kind of result, but he only had the idea of saving the king and killing Li Zi'an in his heart, where did he want to get so much. He let his men shoot, and Leops's men will definitely shoot too, and there is no need for Li Zi'an's order at all.

Moreover, his people could not see the skinhead gunmen who were ambushed in the mountains and forests, but his people had always been exposed to the sight of the skinhead gunheads, and if they suddenly opened fire, the casualties could be imagined.

"Hidden!" Ding Shi often panicked.

He expected that there would be an ambush in the mountains, but not too many, but he didn't expect that the other party would also have dozens of guns!

His voice struggled through the sound of gunfire, and only twenty or so people could have heard it, including wounded ones.

The surviving agents and mercenaries hurriedly retreated behind several Chevrolet Saab Classes, used the cars as cover, and then raised their guns and fired into the forest.

Li Zi'an picked up a piece of glass from the rearview mirror from the ground, carefully poked out the bulletproof barrier, and then looked at the king from the broken lens.

The king was thrown to the ground by a punch, and he was supposed to take advantage of the king's illness to kill the king, but Ding Shichang suddenly ordered to shoot and stopped him. It had only been a few seconds, and now I went to see the place where the king had laid, and there was no one there.

The skinhead gunmen must have shot at the king, but the king's clothes were bulletproof. His side was suppressed by the firepower of CIA agents and mercenaries from the Road Company, but the king was able to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Li Zi'an changed the broken lens a few more angles, but he didn't see the king.

The king really fled, and he didn't even want his Western sword.

The blood of the furnace body is the nemesis of the fire, and it will kill the fire at a certain dose, but as long as it does not kill the fire once, the host will cultivate antibodies. Next time, the furnace blood will be useless against the fire.

Li Zi'an moved the broken lenses to the direction of the Chevrolet Saab class, looking for Ding Shichang.

The king ran away, which was a loss for him, and Ding Shichang definitely couldn't let it go anymore.

But before he saw Ding Shichang, he saw that the head of a CIA agent suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and more than half of the good head was lost at once, and the picture was really bloody.

That's what a sniper rifle did.

Dong Xi and Meng Gang also shot.

The two of them didn't actually shoot at this time, and there were three corpses lying on the ground with half of their heads missing. Judging from the position where the corpse was lying down, the direction in which the bullet flew was in the mountain forest behind where Dong Xi and Meng Gang were hiding.

This is all caused by Ding Shichang's shooting.

The CIA agents and the mercenaries of the road company all fired, how could Dong Xi and Meng Gang be polite, but in the melee, no one found them.

Ding Shichang still found out, because the CIA agent who had just been shot in the head was beside him, and blood and white tofu brains sprayed him all over the face. His brain went blank for a moment, and it was still buzzing.

If he had a time controller, he would have set the time to a few minutes earlier, when the king pounced on Li Zi'an and he would get into the car and retreat.

But he didn't even have a remote control for a TV at the moment, let alone a time controller.

However, he recovered quickly and yelled, "There are snipers behind, get in the car!

These Chevrolet Saab classes are bulletproof versions, only anti-materiel guns can penetrate them, and ordinary assault rifles and sniper rifles cannot penetrate unless they shoot a point in a row.

A mercenary hid next to the cab of a Chevrolet Saab class, and after hearing Ding Shichang's voice, he opened the door of the cab, and then stood up, ready to get in.

Sou!

A rocket flew down from the forest with a tail of fire.

Bang!

The Chevrolet Saabban jumped on the spot, and the mercenary who had just gotten into it was half of his body blown up by the blast wave, and there were at least dozens of messy pieces embedded in his face and body.

Ding Shichang and a dozen survivors were confused.

In the past, no matter what the purpose of their actions was, they were all dressed in the coat of justice, and they were also holding the banner of the empire, and they were invincible! Not to mention firing rockets at them, they had to think twice about their identity as a beacon of justice. But now, they feel like they have become the villains in the movie, being beaten by righteous warriors, and they are already in the final stage of the play.

Ding Shi often crawled past the nearest Saabban, and although he could be the target of the next rocket when he got into the car, it was better than getting a sniper's headshot.

But before he could climb to the door of the Saabban, he rushed to the door of the cab alone, and his skills were extremely agile.

Ding Shi often looked at it, but it was Gennaro.

At the beginning of the shootout, Gennaro fell among several corpses, but he was not shot, he was just playing dead. He was also the only one to witness the king's escape. At that time, the king was like a prostrate frog on the ground, with his legs bent and his hands on the ground, and then with a whoosh it ejected, flew directly over the road and the guardrail, and disappeared into the grass on the hillside below.

A strange thought came to his mind at that time, the king couldn't have been bitten by some variant of frog and gained the superpower of frogs, right?

He originally wanted to continue to play dead, and wait until the CIA agents and the mercenaries of the road company won the battle, but in the blink of an eye, the people on this side of the kung fu were almost dead, and if they waited any longer, I was afraid that he would be the only one left, what should I do? So, while there were still a dozen or so people on this side resisting, he decided to fight, get into the car and drive away.

The chances of success are often given to those who are prepared.

Genaro had been accumulating strength, waiting for an opportunity, and just when the mercenaries beside Ding Shichang were killed by snipers, he suddenly got up from several corpses, rushed to the door of the car as fast as he could, and then reached out and grabbed the door and opened the door.

Ding Shichang got up smartly, and opened the rear door with the cat's waist.

Genaro glared at Ding Shichang: "You stay behind and cover my retreat!"

Ding Shichang's right hand holding the gun raised slightly, and he wanted to give Genaro a shot.

But before he could make a decision, a bullet flew over his head, and then Gennaro's head exploded in front of him, and blood and white tofu brains sprayed him in the face.

"Ahh

It's not anger, it's fear.

But it's useless, bullets are flying around, people are constantly lying down, and there are fewer and fewer of them.

But the rest of the people are well hidden, and they can hold out for a while, but what about after that?

He saw no hope, and he felt like his life was like a candle in a storm, ready to go out at any moment.

He fell down again and shouted: "Hold on! Hold on! I have called the police, and reinforcements will arrive soon!"

As soon as these words came out, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his heart.

That's right!

Call the police!

With so many bad guys shooting CIA agents, don't the Itali police care?

Ding Shichang took out his mobile phone, and when he was about to dial, a stone hit the door next to him, and the door was not damaged, but the small stone burned instantly, releasing a cloud of black smoke.

He suddenly realized something, and his gaze moved in one direction.

He found that he had overlooked a terrible existence, and that was Li Zi'an.

At first glance, he saw the face that he hated, half exposed, hidden behind a bulletproof barrier, and a slingshot in his exposed hand.

Li Zi'an often showed a smile at Ding Shi, and in this environment, his smile was still so kind and friendly.

The poisonous smoke spread, but Ding Shichang couldn't care about it so much, and his fingers were speed dialing.

Another special projectile flew in and hit the body of the car where several mercenaries were hiding. The mercenaries didn't know why, but someone took a sip and fell to the ground and convulsed. Someone held his breath and rushed out, but the next second he rushed out, he was beaten into a sieve by bullets.

The call finally came through.

"Hello, this is the Palermo Police Station, may I ask ......"

"Straw Hat Town ......"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Shichang suddenly found that his tongue was not obedient, and then his throat seemed to be blocked by mud, unable to breathe, and unable to make a sound.

"Hey, sir, what's wrong with you?"

Ding Shichang's mouth opened wide, but he couldn't make any sound. His vision began to blur, he couldn't see clearly, and the tide of darkness came like a tide, and he felt as if he had fallen into a dark mire, sinking deeper and deeper...... The more you get trapped...... Falling into ...... Exceed......

The phone fell to the ground with his hand out of his hand.

There was also the operator's voice on the phone: "Sir, please describe the situation you encountered...... Hey, sir, if you don't speak, I'll hang up. ”

Ding Shichang's eyes were wide open, but he couldn't see anything, and he couldn't hear the operator's voice.

The last image in his mind was a bright morning, he was carrying his schoolbag to school, the red scarf on his chest fluttering in the wind. Sister Ah Hua next door looked at him with a look of adoration, and her dirty little hand was holding a small windmill folding newspaper.

The image faded quickly, and finally it was buried in darkness, leaving nothing left.

The gunfire was gone.

Li Zi'an stood up from behind the bulletproof barrier and waved his hand: "Withdraw!"

A few minutes later, several off-road vehicles knocked down and left.

A yacht also sailed into the depths of the sea.