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The crescent moon hung obliquely in the cold night sky. Long Chongjiu got off the warship alone, and Ma Junshan and several brothers were squatting on the warship.

This is the purpose of coming here today. To facilitate your behavior in the future, it is best to arrange your own people to stay here. Ma Junshan has been in the capture house for several years and knows a little bit about foreign countries, so he won't have any trouble in collusion.

Long Chongjiu walked into Nanjing. This street, called "English Malaysia", was quite spacious. The sign lights of many street shops were on all night. He stretched eastward along the south base, looking at these shops that were hustle and bustle during the day from time to time.

It was almost midnight, and there were very few people on the street at this time. I could occasionally see one or two, but the news was in the blink of an eye.

When I first arrived at Xinkanglikou, an alarm suddenly appeared, followed by a gunshot that broke through the quiet night sky.

Long Chongjiu instinctively flashed to the base, and while a severe pain came from his right shoulder, a blood flower burst into pieces on his shoulder.

His body was slightly shocked when he was shot. Two m1911s had already arrived at his hands at the same time. There was no longer any hesitation. His body rolled in the air. Taking this opportunity, he saw several people rushing out from the horizontal scroll behind him.

So he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. The black silk in his hands were all covered with box cannons. The fierce fire snake began to spray, and screams rang out at the same time. Every time Long Chongjiu fired a shot, one fell to the ground. He rolled on the spot and dodged the other party's shooting.

He was hit hard by the bombs, splashing gravel and sparks.

The moment he shot fourteen bullets with two guns, he also rolled into the left scroll, but there was a huge crisis hidden in the scroll. He felt the strong murderous intent in the black scroll long before he entered.

The magazines on his waist jumped up strangely, and the empty magazines of the two guns in his hand slid down at the same time. His hands were sprinting sharply, and he tricked the magazines into the pistol. At the same time, a fire snake was sprayed on his face. As his body flashed quickly, five people from the other party shot him randomly.

At the same time, his gun also fired. After five shots, the five guys' heads were all blooming. At this moment, the pursuers behind him had arrived.

Everything happened quickly, Long Chongjiu had to roll on the spot again and dodge the gun in his hand began to piss off.

There were quite a few people coming, and more than a dozen people rushed out of the horizontal scroll across the street and rushed towards them.

"Kill him, he doesn't play anymore. Fuck me, rush me." It was Luo Hong's voice.

It was the guy who went to his office with Yao Zengmo in the morning and got beaten. No wonder his right eye kept twitching today.

I shot five people just now, but because of the close distance, Long Chongjiu was also shot with a shot in his lower abdomen, one shot on his left and right thighs, and another shot on his butt while rolling. It was so fucking miserable. If it weren't for his secret skills to protect his body, he could block the bullet between fat, and the consequences would be unimaginable. Even so, he was shot five times, and sweated on his back.

None of the seven or eight people who rushed into the scroll were intact, and he was able to solve all one shot at one. This caused great fear to the group of people, and his heart was trembling. This guy was also powerful, either shooting one by one, either storming his head or piercing his throat. His accurate shooting technique made his scalp numb. At this time, Long Chongjiu took advantage of the darkness to roll into the corner, climbed on the ground, and mingled with the five corpses.

He silently pushed off the empty gun magazine in his hand and filled another magazine. There were five rounds in the other gun that did not need to be replaced.

Ye Dijing, both sides were silent, and there were more than ten people hidden at each end of the scroll. In addition to the dozen dead, the other party actually dispatched 40 people. This person named Luo was really cruel, and these guys were not people who had never played guns.

"Go up, let's rush together." Luo Hong shouted again. He was on the left side of the roll. With his scream, he stretched out his feet and kicked the one in front, and more than twenty people rushed out at the same time.

Long Chongjiu cursed in his heart, "Fuck your grandma, it's a human tactic. After thinking about it, the gun in his hand kept firing.

m1911a1 showed its power at this moment. After one shot pierced through one person's throat, it shot into the left eye of the other person behind him. The two of them fell to the ground at almost no time.

The fire snake of the pistol sprayed violently, illuminating the black scroll. Long Chongjiu kept rolling behind the five corpses and shooting.

The gun in his left hand quickly fell silent. He threw it at the rushing enemy, and at the same time reached out to pick up the gun with the dead man beside him. While the right hand gun was dumb, the box cannon in his left hand sounded again. Ten people rushing in, and all the rest retreated to the left. The Luo surnamed never dared to show up because he felt that this guy was powerful and was so scared that he dared not show up.

Taking advantage of this moment, Long Chongjiu inserted the box cannon into his waist, picked up his gun and replaced the last two magazines silently, and quickly jumped out of the black scroll, because there were only seven people left, so he was enough to deal with them, so he must not let them run away.

Amid the exclamation, the gangsters discovered Long Chongjiu who had jumped out of the black scroll. His body flipped and his two guns were shaking.

Seven people shot at his body in the air at the same time, and most of them lost their correctness due to panic. Besides, Long Chongjiu's body was more difficult to hit the target. Two blood flowers splattered, and it was probably that he was shot twice again. This was a close-range gun battle. The distance between the two sides was within eight meters or closer. Screams continued. When Long Chongjiu rolled on the ground, no one was alive except Luo Hong.

Luo Hong's face was ashes, and his hand holding the gun was cracked, and his flesh was blurred. He was shot in his thigh, which was hit by himself in chaos. He shot a shot in his right rib and Long Chongjiu hit him. He deliberately kept him breath.

The fierce gunfight began and ended soon. In addition to the pile of corpses left on the ground, there was a scent of blood.

A large number of men in black came from the distance, from the direction of the English League. Long Chongjiu knew that it was his own person.

Luo Hong panted and looked at the terrible man who was still standing in front of him, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

Long Chongjiu's image at this time was extremely tragic. Most of his clothes were torn. On the one hand, it was worn out on the ground, and on the other hand, it was broken. He was simply a bloody man. Dare Luo Hong said that he had been shot at least ten times, but he was still alive?

Oh my God how is this possible? The box cannon is very powerful and can't even kill him.

If he knew that the box cannon could not penetrate Long Chongjiu's fat, he would have figured out why he would not die. If it were Long Chongjiu's hands, his injury would probably double at this time, and the penetration power of m1911 was absolutely strong.

There are many people and the distance is close, which is also the reason why Long Chongjiu was shot more than ten times. If he didn't rush out, he wouldn't have been shot like this. If he ran away, he wouldn't have been shot so many times. But he was confident of dealing with this group of people.

In order not to cause misunderstandings from those who have passed by, Long Chongjiu shouted: "Is Akun here?"

Han Kun's voice came from a group of people in the distance: "Ah, it's Brother Jiu, don't shoot, you guys."

Long Chongjiu was relieved when he heard Han Kun's voice. He put away the gun in his right hand. The injury on his right shoulder was calculated. The fat was not thick enough and the bullet hit the bones. After the rolling just now, the injury was even worse, which made sweat seep out of his forehead.

The gun in his left hand hit Luo Hong's head at this time. Luo Hong was shaking all over, and his eyes showed a terrifying light.

The murderous aura emitted from Long Chongjiu made him shudder and pee on his pants.

A look of contempt flashed in Long Chongjiu's eyes, a smile appeared, and said softly: "Brother Luo, we will meet so soon? The people you brought don't look like spies from the National Government. Tell me, which district they are in?"

At this time, Han Kun led people to arrive. Looking at the dead bodies all over the ground, everyone was shocked and their scalp was numb. Except for Luo Hong, who was still alive, there were sixteen people lying underground. Could it be that the boss killed so many people alone? This is also an exaggeration.

"Brother Jiu, why are you back? Ah, are you injured? Did this little guy do it?"

"Hehe, this little girl is from the National Government. She actually got so many people to assassinate the old girl. Xiao, what if you ask, will you say?"

"Grandpa spares my life, grandpa spares my life. I'm blind and shouldn't have been against my grandpa. Grandpa spares me a life. These people are disciples of my master Gu Yushu, Grandpa Long, all of them are all instructed by Chen Jing to do it. No matter what my business is, Master Long..."

Long Chongjiu gritted his teeth, and Han Kun frowned and said, "Gu Yushu? Xu Jiahui's black domineering leader, he doesn't want to live anymore?"

"Brother Jiu, what should I do if this young man is? I'll throw him to Huangpu River to feed the fish." Han Kun said again.

"I'm still useful to keep him. I'll take him back first. I'll ask a doctor from Yang to treat him first, so don't die." Long Chongjiu thought to use this guy to knock Gu Yushu and Chen Jing hard, and then it's not too late to kill this little slaughter.

"Brother Jiu, is it a bargain for him? After calling so many people to kill you, you will still cure him?" Han Kun said with a glaring eyes.

"Akun, I won't be able to get along with the money. I asked someone to throw all the bodies here to the Huangpu River and clean them up. Damn, how could the old blood flow in vain? Let me go back first, otherwise I'll be dizzy." Long Chongjiu was already sweating all over his body.

"What do you think? I'll always go with my brother Jiu back, and then ask the foreign doctor to treat the injury and leave some people to clean up the place."

The brothers quickly got busy and lost a lot of blood. Long Chongjiu felt weak and could only let a few of them carry him back.

Han Kun turned around and kicked Luo Hong hard, saying, "You have a few more fucking days to live, wait for you to kill your whole family." He waved his hand and came up with two brothers pulling Luo Hong's arms and dragging him away.

The tragic scroll was full of blood. Everyone picked up all the guns thrown all over the floor, scraped the dead man's body clean, and then the two of them pulled one and ran towards the Bund River.

The stars and moon dimmed at this time, as if they were making some concealment for this action.
Chapter completed!