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Chapter 1636 I am a soldier

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    ? Yang Luo laughed loudly, bent his upper body back to avoid the opponent's sharp blade, and swung his waist to the left like a willow.  Pointing to the ground, following the swing of the upper body, he turned around rapidly.  The sniper rifle in his right hand suddenly protruded, and the muzzle of the gun hit the red figure's chest.

    The red figure did not expect Yang Luo to move so fast, faster than he imagined.  The moment the muzzle of the black hole hit his chest, his feet slipped and he slid two meters to the right.  The muzzle of the gun was still on his chest, and then he quickly moved to the left.  But what made him desperate was that Yang Luo was like his shadow, and that sniper rifle was like a moth on a tarsal bone. No matter how he tried to hide, he couldn't avoid the cold muzzle of the gun.

    Yang Luo smiled and looked at the middle-aged man in the red Taoist robe in front of him. This guy is the right protector of Hong Sanyue: "Run, why don't you run away."

    The protector on the right was sweating profusely, opened his mouth and shouted: "Amitabha!" This guy used to be a monk of Shaolin Temple, not the kind of fake monk who put on a show for tourists to see, but a real disciple who entered the house.  Because he couldn't bear the loneliness, he always sneaked down the mountain to hunt pheasants. Once, he was caught up with the anti-pornography campaign. Unfortunately, he was brought into the bureau.  The consequences can be imagined, being kicked out of Shaolin Temple.  In the end, when he was desperate, he joined Red March again by chance.  Now it's a life-and-death moment, and in a hurry, I yelled out all the previous slogans.

    Yang Luo laughed loudly: "Are you a fucking monk or a veteran!"

    Protector Right's face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was anxious or ashamed.  He couldn't understand how those policemen and armed policemen whom he had never paid attention to could hide such masters and beat him to the point where he was powerless to fight back.  However, he was still very clear in his heart that his own life was in the hands of others now, as long as he moved his fingers slightly, he would die.  And since I joined the Red March, I haven't done anything harmful except cheating and finding two pheasants to vent my anger. Even if I am caught, I will spend the rest of my life in prison, which is better than dying here  powerful.

    Thinking of this, the right protector threw the knife in his hand to the ground, then raised his hands high: "I surrender!"

    "Damn it, you traitor!" The left guardian roared angrily, ignoring the severe pain of his right arm being crippled, his left hand was bent like a hook, and his body was like a fired shell, rushing towards the right guardian, stirring up the surrounding fog and rolling.

    Yang Luo sneered, the sniper rifle in his hand moved quickly, passed under the armpit of the right guardian, and pulled the trigger without any reason.

    "boom!"

    The speed of the left guardian was very fast, and the five fingers had already clasped the back neck of the right guardian, after a gunshot.  He retreated faster than when he came, and then stood more than ten meters away, looking down at his chest.  A blood hole appeared there, and blood kept flowing out.

    "ah!"

    Zuo Hufa let out a scream, and wanted to cover the blood with his hands, but how could he do so, the blood spurted out along the gap between his fingers.  This guy screamed again, his voice was full of despair and unwillingness, and then fell to the ground with a plop.  His body twitched non-stop, his eyes widened hard, and he looked at the world with nostalgia.  Slowly, the eyes lost their original color and were covered by a layer of gray. His knees slightly bent, and then he kicked suddenly, his body straightened up, then his head tilted, his body went limp, and he stopped breathing.

    In just a few seconds, for the left protector, it was from life to death, but for the right protector, it was from death to life.  If he hadn't surrendered happily, he must be the one lying on the ground now.  This can't help but make him feel scared for a while, and he is very grateful for his wisdom.  Taking a deep breath, he felt the air inhaled into his lungs, just like taking drugs, giving him a sense of relief that he had never felt before.

    "It feels so good to be alive!" the guy murmured in his heart.

    Yang Luo looked at the Mercedes-Benz, then put the gun on his shoulder, swayed his body and walked over.  Sun Zhiyu greeted the police officer who was still in a daze, handcuffed the right guard and put him in the police car.

    Yang Luo stood three meters away from the Mercedes-Benz, looking at a man and a woman in the car.  That woman was the third young lady of the Gao family, Gao Cheng, who was staring at him with hateful eyes.  And that man was also wearing a red Taoist robe, without question, he was the leader of the Red March, Ruan Xingmo.

    Yang Luo looked at the two people in the car, then pointed at Ruan Xingmo, hooked his fingers, and said with a smile: "Come out!"

    Ruan Xingmo got out of the car expressionlessly, tidied up his messy hair, then put one hand on his chest, and called out the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable: "Dare to ask this benefactor, why did you block the way of the poor and kill my fellow Taoist?  "This guy standing there looks a little fairy-like.  If you don't know his details, you will really be deceived by him.

    Yang Luo sneered disdainfully: "Do you think I look like an idiot? Follow me for a while?Wrap up the scene.

    Yang Luo looked at the time, and then said coldly to a captain who came over: "When is the order to act?"

    The captain was the one who disliked Yang Luo, and when he heard Yang Luo's question, he smiled indifferently: "One o'clock in the morning!"

    Yang Luo continued to ask: "What time is it?"

    Being questioned by Yang Luo, the captain felt even more upset, and said with a gloomy face: "What do you mean? What right do you have to tell me what to do!"

    Yang Luo looked at the captain's sloppy look, and knew that this guy must be a backdoor soldier. He didn't know how he was on his shoulders: "Do you know that as a soldier, if you are on the battlefield, you will be late?"  What will be the consequence?"

    The captain snorted disdainfully: "Don't take your words so seriously, this is not a war, it's just catching a few criminals. Also, please pay attention to your tone of voice, when I was a soldier holding a gun, you were still peeing  Playing with mud." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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