Chapter 7 Water and sky are the same color (3)

While talking, the American held a machete, aimed at Yuan Tianzhong's weak spot, and stabbed him viciously. Yuan Tianzhong didn't take him seriously at his speed. Although he struck later, the latter still kicked the American first.

on the lower abdomen.

Whoops! The American was like a kite with its string cut off. With a muffled groan, he flew backwards, knocking over several killers before falling to the ground. He vomited two mouthfuls of blood, tilted his head and stopped moving.

, passed out.

Seeing that Xiong Zhangqing and Yuan Tianzhong were not easy to mess with, several killers turned to kill Xie Wendong and Zou Jiajiang. Xie Wendong had never learned kung fu systematically, and every move was learned from actual combat experience. He knew how to use the most direct method to

He uses this method to knock the enemy to the ground. His attacks are very ruthless, and he can often remove the opponent's fighting power with just one strike.

As the leader of the Meihongmen intelligence department, Zou Jiaqiang is one of the best in terms of skill and marksmanship. He has several characteristics in his attacks: he is ruthless, vicious, weird, changeable, and leaves no room for his attacks.

The swordsmanship and swordsmanship of the four people are all different, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are fast, their body skills are fast, and their attacks are faster. They know the time, and it is just one sword to draw the cold. One blow, regardless of whether it hits or misses, it will stabilize the whole body.

Then retreat and look for the next target. The three of them seemed to have a whirlwind hanging around Xie Wendong. Wherever they went, screams and curses broke out one after another.

Seeing a person with his back turned to him, Zou Jianjiang was overjoyed. He took a few steps to the person's back. Without any warning or any sound, the wind was calm and the sea was calm. He stabbed out with a 'gentle' knife. The speed was not fast, and he even opened the mountain with a cold light.

The knife became softer. The man was attacking Xie Wendong with all his strength. He never thought that someone would use the knife behind him. When he was getting excited, he gritted his teeth in a muffled voice and kept waving the knife to greet Xie Wendong. Suddenly he felt

A blood-red foreign object protruded from his chest. At first, he couldn't see it clearly. When he lowered his head and looked carefully, he realized that it was the tip of a knife, a bloody tip.

Ah, after seeing that thing clearly, he felt great pain. He howled feebly, and using all his strength, he instinctively slashed out a knife with his backhand. But when he just raised his arm, the tip of the knife on his chest had already

Disappeared, and when he swung the knife behind him, there was still half a person there. He felt that he was wronged and unwilling to do so, but his broken heart no longer allowed him to think about it anymore. He could only open his eyes wide and fell down heavily.

.

"Killing for life." A young killer rushed forward with a dagger, slashing it back and forth in front of Zou Jiaqiang.

Zou Jiajiang was stunned by him, so he punched the young man coldly, hitting the nose of the young man. The latter let out a strange scream, dropped the dagger, covered his face with his hands, and stepped back continuously. Blood gurgled out from the gaps between his fingers.

"What I killed was not a human being, just a group of pigs. (US)"

The remaining killers were completely dumbfounded. Who were the people around Xie Wendong? How could they be more powerful than the others? After the shock, they still reacted and shouted for revenge for their dead brothers. Xie Wendong popped out the golden knife on his left wrist.

, shake it hard, and pull it again.

The killers only felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, and then two "Puff" sounds, and the two heads flew up half the sky, made an arc-shaped circle, and fell to the ground. The cloud of blood spread out like an epiphyllum, like an epiphyllum.

Spreading down like fireworks.

Xie Wendong took back the golden knife, wiped the blood drops on the silver thread, and said with a evil smile: "Just one alive is enough."

"Wow - there's a ghost!" Seeing Xie Wendong conjuring people like magic, several people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their legs became weak, their palms shook, and the thing in their hands almost dropped. One of them simply knelt down on the ground and continued

He shook his head and shouted: "I quit, I quit, I want to go home..."

Xie Wendong: "There are already enough fools in the world, why do we need a few more to waste food?"

Xiong Zhangqing and Zou Jianjia laughed, this is simple.

Biden helped several killers to besiege Xie Wendong. Not only did he not hurt him at all, but he himself suffered many casualties.

The two short, sturdy men among the killers looked at each other and retreated to the wall in unison. One of the round-faced men gestured to his companions, reached out and pulled out his gun, slowly gathered his breath, and aimed at the left and right people in the field with concentration.

Xie Wendong fights hard.

He was very confident in his shooting skills. Although the light in the corridor was dim and the figures were swaying back and forth in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern, he was still confident that one shot would make Xie Wendong's head bloom. He just needed a gap. As long as any one of Xie Wendong's body

He was waiting, but someone refused to let him wait.

Just as the round-faced man's eyes were aligned with the barrel of the gun and Xie Wendong's figure in the field, he suddenly felt a huge pain in his lower abdomen. He couldn't help but groan, and his hand moved to grab it.

"Bang bang", the bullet did not hit Xie Wendong's head, but instead drilled a hole in the head of another strong man. Even the immortal Da Luo couldn't save the person's head with a hole drilled.

"Ah", the round-faced man was in pain and shock, and his eyes were so wide open that he almost fell off. At this time, Yuan Tianzhong's stern voice came from behind: "Say goodbye to your friend."

"Creak, creak, creak", the round-faced man heard the sound of the sword cutting his throat. He suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was drained, and he could no longer hold the gun in his hand. He collapsed limply, eyes wide open.

Waiting for God's call. But according to this person's nature, he should go to hell.

Yuan Tianzhong was extremely agile. After killing the round-faced man, he did not stop for a moment, lowered his body and rushed towards the other killer.

Five minutes later, almost all the killers were wiped out, leaving only one person alive.

"Let me ask you again, who sent you here?" Xiong Zhangqing rounded his feet and faced the leading American, asking murderously.

"Fuck you." The leading American spat out a mouthful of blood and said forcefully.

Xiong Zhangqing didn't know much English, but he still understood the meaning of the word "***". His fists clenched loudly, and his punches hit him like raindrops. Soon, the American was beaten into a bloody gourd.

, the yelling and cursing became smaller and smaller. Now he only had half a life left, and if he continued to fight, he wouldn't even have half a life.

Xie Wendong squinted his eyes, and two narrow rays of light shot out from his eyes: "Take him to the hospital, we can't let him die."

Xiong Zhangqing nodded, first tied his hands with a belt, blocked his mouth with a cloth, and then threw him on his back. This American was huge, weighing at least 220 kilograms when thrown on the scale. Xiong Zhangqing could weigh

To be able to carry such a brother easily shows how strong he is.

Yuan Tianzhong held the soft sword full of blood and whispered to Xie Wendong: "Brother Dong, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Xie Wendong nodded and waved to the brothers around him: "Let's go, don't take the elevator, take the stairs."

The stairs are also fire escapes. Most people would not go here, and it is relatively safe. Four and a half people opened the stair door, and just as they were about to go downstairs, they saw a group of gunmen running up with pistols and micro-charges.

They saw the gunmen, and the gunmen saw them.

No, there is a killer! Just when Xiong Zhangqing was about to remind Xie Wendong, several gunmen pulled the safety bolts and aimed at Xie Wendong upstairs and shot him furiously.

"Bang bang bang -" As he spoke, the killer charged very fiercely, and the gunshots were almost continuous with no gaps. The sound insulation effect of this building is excellent, and if there is a gun battle on the top floor, the people below will do whatever they are supposed to do.

Xie Wendong, Yuan Tianzhong and others were experienced enough to know that this was an enemy charge just by listening to the sound without looking.

Xie Wendong looked relaxed on the surface, but he was actually very nervous in his heart. There were only four of them, how could they withstand such a powerful attack. What was even worse was that, except for Zou Jianjia, the others among the four were only good at swordsmanship but not marksmanship.

"Retreat, retreat to the presidential suite." Xie Wendong rushed to the presidential suite not far away. Yuan Tianzhong raised his eyes and frowned: "Brother Dong, no, the suite is a dead end."

Xie Wendong said calmly: "It's more dangerous to stay, let's take another gamble! Call the brothers to come over for support, and we can delay it as long as we can." He took out a silver pistol from his arms and handed it to Zou Jiaqiang.

, instructed: "Bullets are limited, so save them."

Zou Jianjiang felt excited and nodded emotionally. Brother Dong had entrusted his life and that of his brothers to him. He carefully took the silver gun and shot the killer who had just appeared.

"Poof", the killer was shot in the middle of the eyebrow and fell to the ground on his back. The killers stagnated, and the gunfire was slightly weaker.

Taking advantage of this opening, Xie Wendong took the lead and dodged into the presidential suite two or three meters away. Yuan Tianzhong and Xiong Zhangqing followed closely behind, while Zou Qianjia stayed behind to hold the line.

As soon as he retreated to the presidential suite, Yuan Tianzhong took out his mobile phone and sent a distress signal to Meihongmen.

"Hey, I'm Yuan Tianzhong, send someone quickly to the top floor of Block E of Shuitian Yise. We are being attacked by killers."

On the other end of the phone, the brother who answered the phone clicked his finger for a moment and didn't think back: "Yuan Tianzhong, who is Yuan Tianzhong?" Yuan Tianzhong has been with Xie Wendong for many years, and there are not many people who have never heard of his name. It just so happens that he is lucky

No, I met a new guy who is just getting started.

Yuan Tianzhong's eyebrows almost stood up and he cursed loudly: "You don't know Yuan Tianzhong, but Mr. Xie Wendong must know him. Brother Dong is attacked by a killer. Send someone to support him quickly."

No matter how ignorant you are, how new you are, how slow to react, you should have heard the name of your eldest brother Xie Wendong. Sure enough, after a pause, there was an exclamation of sudden realization: "What, the eldest brother is being attacked? I am

.....I'm going to inform the hall master right now, it's on the top floor of Block E of Shuitian Yise, right? We'll be here right away."

Yuan Tianzhong rolled his eyes and pressed the phone.

After a while, Zou Jianjia was also forced into the suite by a torrential downpour of bullets.

"Xie Wendong is here, Xie Wendong is here." (English) The American with dazzling eyes and a high nose who was still unconscious before suddenly opened his eyes and made a strange voice.

"Shut up." Xiong Zhangqing struck the American with a knife and knocked him unconscious.

"Da da da da" The American's cry attracted the attention of the gunman outside. The bullets whizzed through the door, passed through the leather layer of the sofa, and then through the hard iron frame, directly hitting Xie Wendong's chest.

"Puff!" The bullet passed through Xie Wendong's clothes, but did not enter his flesh and blood. Xie Wendong's throat was sweet, and a burst of hot blood was about to spurt out. He took a breath and forced down the blood that was about to surge up.
Chapter completed!