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- Waves of smoke rose from the concrete floor, and rubble mixed with warheads rolled over violently. The bodyguards standing in front were instantly torn into pieces by bullets as thick as their thumbs, and a cloud of blood mist floated in the air.
Those who responded quickly jumped behind trees and flower beds as bunkers, but when faced with the bombardment of Vulcan cannons at such a close distance, not to mention the bunkers, even the tanks would be smashed into pieces.
A guy had just hid at the edge of the flower bed. In an instant, a half-meter-long gap was torn open in a corner of the flower bed. The guy's body trembled, and dozens of warheads penetrated his body with scorching airflow.
And those who were hiding behind the trees were even more miserable. As the trees were interrupted, their bodies were also broken into two pieces. Blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor, and the thick smoke could not cover up the pungent smell of blood and the stench.
The distance of less than two hundred meters from the gate to the villa has become a real death zone. The Vulcan cannon is still roaring, and the bodyguards are being killed by cheap bullets.
Looking at the people around me, they are like paper, being torn into pieces one by one. despair! Everyone saw the god of death waving to them. The MP5 in their hands facing the Vulcan cannon was no different from burning a fire stick.
"Haha,,,," a burst of wild laughter sounded at the gate. Liu Hai and Yuanye stood up, holding the M134 and walking forward step by step, with their fingers firmly on the trigger. The bullet casings jumped in the air, like little elves dancing.
The four brothers who were hiding in the dark came out. The semi-brake rifles in their hands seemed to have spirituality. As long as the enemies were targeted, all their heads were shot.
In just a few minutes, the gunfire stopped, and two craters extended from the gate to the front of the villa. The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood wafted in the air, making people sick to their stomach.
The six people gathered behind Ye Tianming and Shen Lang again, walking towards the villa in neat steps. Slowly, the corpses became denser and denser, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.
The Marine boots stepped on the concrete floor stained red with blood, and there was a sound of "pop! pop!"
The villa has been riddled with holes and there is not a single piece of complete glass. When they walked to the villa, Master Qi walked out calmly, followed by the middle-aged man behind him. This guy's face was pale and his body was trembling into a ball. It¡¯s true that they are gangsters, and it¡¯s true that they have guns in their hands. They also killed people and fought with other gangs with guns. But when you meet these real professional soldiers, especially those who have been baptized by war and crawled out of the dead, they can only be slaughtered. Now he finally understood that in his mind, the powerful Youth Gang was nothing compared to the professional soldiers known as war machines.
Ye Tianming stopped and looked at Master Qi in front of him: "Old guy! Are you Master Qi?"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Qi Ye has never seen any big storms and waves in his life. He has already seen through life and death, so he is still acting calmly now.
"Yes! You came here to kill so many of my people today. I don't know what your intention is."
Ye Tianming chuckled: "I'm here today to find the blood knife. As for your men, I just don't like seeing them holding guns."
Just after he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes, and a black shadow quickly flashed out behind Qi Ye, and a blood-red light went straight to Ye Tianming. Shen Lang suddenly rushed out, flipping his wrist and a cold light greeted the black figure.
quick! It was so fast that before anyone could react, they heard a soft "ding" sound in their ears, followed by Shen Lang's muffled grunt and quickly retreated. And the dark figure also stopped three meters away from Ye Tianming. He was probably in his seventies. He was holding a blood-red three-foot-long knife in his hand.
Ye Tianming turned to look at Shen Lang and saw a half-foot long and one-inch deep cut on his chest, with blood dripping down. If Shen Lang retreated a little slower, he would be disemboweled.
"Is it okay?"
Shen Lang took off his clothes and tied them tightly to the wound. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "It's a small matter."
The brothers behind him gasped. They knew Shen Lang's skills, but they didn't expect that they would almost lose their lives just by meeting him.
Ye Tianming turned his head back again, looked at the old man holding a blood-red sword, and said coldly: "You are already so old, it would be great to take care of yourself at home and wait for death. If you have to come here to take a trip into this muddy water, it seems that You can't wait to see the King of Hell, so I will help you today." After speaking, he moved his right arm, and a three-edged military thorn that was only available during the Vietnam War appeared in his hand.
Xuedao stood there with his eyes fixed on Ye Tianming's right shoulder, but Ye Tianming stood there without moving. Time passes little by little, and now the competition is patience, but who in this world can compare with Ye Tianming. During a sniper mission, he lay in the manure tank for three days and three nights without moving.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, even??Sweat dripped from the bustling head. Suddenly Xue Dao's body swayed, and his figure disappeared. A red sword light went straight to Ye Tianming's throat.
Ye Tianming raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes and turned around suddenly. He flipped his right wrist, and the military thorn flashed out.
"Poof"
Xue Dao stood there stiffly, his old face losing all color. Slowly lowering his head, he stared in disbelief at the three-edged thorn that penetrated deeply into his abdomen, and blood spurted out from the blood trough.
"Do you know why this is?" Ye Tianming said coldly.
Xue Dao raised his head, with no emotion in his eyes. It's like it's not him who's going to die, but someone else.
"That's because I am a soldier. On the battlefield, there are bullets in all directions. The reason why I can survive until now is because of my intuition about danger."
After speaking, he moved his wrist and raised his right arm sharply. As the thorn was pulled out, blood drops flew in the air. "Plop" Xuedao's old body fell to the ground. No one would have thought that this one of the top three killers in the world would die at the hands of a soldier, and that he would die so cleanly and happily.
The military thorn in Ye Tianming's hand was still dripping with blood. He looked up at Master Qi and said, "Master Qi, I'm sorry to bother you today. You can go back and rest."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door. Just as the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a crisp gunshot in his ears. His head jerked back and his body fell straight back.
A brother said coldly: "Big brother's order is that no one can be left alive here except this old guy like you."
Ye Tianming walked out, lit a cigarette and took a long drag, then looked up at the night sky, "It's been almost six years since I left the army. It's time to go back."
"Brother!" Huang Jun came back at this time and said, "Take us with you."
Ye Tianming looked at their eager eyes and suddenly laughed up to the sky. He waved his hand and walked towards the truck: "Of course I will take you with me."
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