Xie Wendong naturally has his reasons for peace of mind. He came here this time to bring the soul group hidden in the dark to the surface. After him, dozens of fully armed blood-killing members are coming, and there are more than a hundred The disciples under Mingbei Hongmen were ready to go, and it was almost time to move out. Although the soul group was surrounding him, in fact, the soul group fell into his siege. It's just that Xie Wendong, after all calculations, underestimated the strength and determination of this soul group. The moment he entered the abandoned villa, the Soul Group had no intention of letting him out alive, and the order was issued directly from their headquarters in Tokyo, Japan. Regardless of any cost or consequences, the target was Xie Wendong's head. So this time, the Soul Team will use all the manpower and weapons they can use. It is conservatively estimated that there are probably no less than a hundred members of the Soul Team in the woods, and they are elites and wear The weapons are also quite advanced, which Xie Wendong could not have expected and could not detect.
The firefight continued, or it was a one-sided attack. Under the powerful firepower of the soul group, Xie Wendong and others did not even have a chance to raise their heads and fight back. The walls of the villa were already riddled with bullet marks and scars, but the sound it made was pitifully small. A light-colored rifle equipped with a silencer suppressed the sound of the gunfire to a minimum. The Soul Group still had scruples. After all, they were in China, in Japan, and he had to take the police into consideration. Snapped! After the electric lights on the roof were smashed to pieces, the villa fell into darkness.
Jiang Sen lowered his head and held the mud chips from his hair, and said: Brother Dong, this is not the way to go. I'm afraid that we will be beaten into a hornet's nest before the brothers behind us arrive.
Xie Wendong was also filled with excitement. He was secretly surprised by the powerful firepower of the soul group. From the first shot to the present, they had been shooting continuously for eight minutes, as if they had endless ammunition. He nodded solemnly and said: Well, call the brothers and ask them to speed up. good! Jiang Sen waited for Xie Wendong's words, quickly took out his cell phone and called Xue Sha. However, after the phone number was transmitted, all he heard was a beeping sound. Jiang Sen looked at it in confusion and asked: Why is there no signal?
Wei Ming lay on the ground, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: No need to work hard, the soul group has installed interference equipment nearby, and there will be no signal within a few miles.
ah? Xie Wendong and others were shocked when they heard this. Jiang Sen grabbed his collar, brought him close to him, faced each other, and said angrily: What did you just say?
Wei Ming knew that he was in danger today, so he had already risked his life. His spirit was decadent, his body was limp, and he said feebly: Today, none of us can even think of getting out alive, we are finished. Finish your mother! Jiang Sen was so angry that he waved his hand and knocked him away, saying: Why didn't you tell me earlier? Wei Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, hehehe, laughed mentally, and said with dull eyes: I thought I could sneak out before the soul group attacked. snort! Humph, Jiang Sen smiled sinisterly and said: If I die, I will take your back.
What is immortal? Ren Changfeng was sitting in the corner with a calm expression. He slowly wiped the sword and said proudly: "The Soul Team is nothing special. It's not that they haven't fought before, but it's just that, let them come. It happens that the sword has not been drunk for a long time." Blood. That's the good thing about Ren Changfeng. No matter what time he faces, no matter how unpredictable the opponent is, his arrogance will always remain. Sometimes even Xie Wendong wonders where his confidence came from, like now.
Do you have any good countermeasures? Jiang Sen looked at him and asked. Ren Changfeng shrugged, straightened his spine, and sneered: "The soul group only knows how to shoot cold guns outside. It's nothing special. It's not a big threat to us. If they dare to rush in, hehe, one will come and kill one. Come on." One pair, kill one pair.
Chi! Jiang Sen almost laughed angrily and said: Come on, kill one? Why? Ren Changfeng flicked his wrist, and the Tang Dao like an iron ruler flexibly rotated twice in his hand, then grabbed it, pierced it into the wall beside him with his hand, and said arrogantly: That's all. Jiang Sen looked at him for a long time and stopped talking. Talking to a arrogant and condescending person like him was like playing the piano to an ox. However, after Ren Changfeng's troubles, everyone felt a lot more relaxed. Xie Wendong was hiding under the window sill, his whole person was plunged into darkness, his face was blurry, but his narrow eyes were shining brightly like stars in the night sky, making it impossible to ignore his presence. He smiled slightly and said: "Changfeng is right. We don't have anything to worry about. Although we are trapped now, the Soul Group really wants to break in. With our strength, they will probably have to spend a lot of time. We can't get it in a short time." Don't forget, we have a large group of reinforcements coming, but the soul group is isolated and helpless.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? originally XIE Wendong's words, a group of people seemed to have taken a reassurance. His words, to a certain extent, are no different from the truth in Beihongmen, especially Wendonghui. Li Shuang opened his mouth and said with a bold smile:?Brother Dong said so, so there really is nothing to worry about. He looked at the smashed wine bottle on the table and said with great regret: If I could have a glass of wine at this time, it would feel wonderful. After hearing this, Gao Qiang pouted, leaned over and said: It must feel like flying in the air. Yeah! Li Shuang seemed to have finally found a confidant. He patted Gao Qiang on the shoulder and sighed: Gao Qiang is the one who knows my heart
Gao Qiang shook his shoulders, threw aside the big fat hand on it, and said coldly with a sidelong glance: It will allow you to fly all the way to heaven. After saying that, he stepped aside. Damn crow's mouth!
After the Soul Group fired continuously for another five minutes, the frequency of the violent attacks finally dropped, and the gunfire gradually slowed down, intermittent, rising and falling. It seemed that they were running out of ammunition, but Xie Wendong and others had on-the-spot combat experience and a wealth of experience, and knew that the real attack of the Soul Group was about to begin. Sure enough, after waiting for a while, low rustling footsteps sounded on the road outside the villa. Xie Wendong raised his finger and pointed out the window, then pulled out his pistol and signaled everyone to be ready for battle.
Bang! There was a loud noise, and the wooden door of the villa was kicked to pieces by someone outside. In the darkness, several rays of light red light swayed up and down, illuminating people's hearts and making them panic. Xie Wendong and others were in the lobby, separated from the entrance by a three-meter-long thick wall. Ren Changfeng was very fast. He rushed to the wall with a single step and squatted down to raise the knife. There was no sound of footsteps, and under the faint moonlight, a dark tube stretched out from the entrance. Before the man holding the gun could show his head, Ren Changfeng swung his arm fiercely and pulled out the Tang Dao from bottom to top. There was a click, and the blade hit the tip of the gun with considerable force. The person holding the gun screamed, and the mini submachine gun flew away from his hand. Ren Changfeng's movements were continuous and did not stop for a moment. The man's open mouth had not yet been closed, and he did not even look at it. He stabbed with his backhand based on his feeling, and the two-finger-wide blade actually penetrated halfway into the man's throat.
From the beginning to the end, the soul group member didn't even see the opponent's shadow. After entering the entrance, the sword flashed, and then an arm drew across the air. Then, his neck felt cold, and he didn't know anything anymore. When his companion fell to the ground, the soul team members behind him immediately realized that something was wrong. Without thinking, they all pulled the triggers and fired indiscriminately. It's a pity that bullets can't turn on their own, and their firepower poses no threat to Xie Wendong and others in the hall. At this time, Jiang Sen couldn't help but laugh and shook his head secretly. The people in the soul group still showed no improvement, and were no better than those before. Just as he was about to make a relaxed gesture to Xie Wendong, the gunfire suddenly disappeared, and with a bang, a smoking grenade-like thing the size of two fists hit the wall and bounced into the hall. Jiang Sen didn't look at Fang Hao, but used the moonlight to take a closer look. He was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat and shouted: "Flash bomb!"
Yes, it was a flash bomb that was thrown in. In a dark hall, a flash bomb is definitely ten times more powerful than a grenade. Moreover, it will not produce a violent explosion to attract the attention of the surrounding people. As soon as Jiang Sen finished speaking, a flash bomb exploded. In an instant, ten angry and burning suns seemed to rise at the same time in the hall. The intense light even shone like daylight outside the hall. You can imagine the situation inside the hall. . The screams were endless. Wei Ming's surviving men reacted a little and were caught in the bright light. The fierce bright light burned their eyes. Each of them covered their eyes with their hands and rolled on the ground. Their faces were covered with snot and tears. . Although Xie Wendong and others reacted faster and covered their eyes with their arms beforehand, they still suffered from short-term blindness. They lay on the ground and closed their eyes tightly, hoping to recover quickly. They could not see anything when the powerful enemy was so close. Death is no different.
There are only two people left in the hall who have not fallen down, namely Ren Changfeng and Jiang Sen. The former was blind, but his strong self-esteem supported him, and he forced himself to half-crouch on the ground with a knife in his hand. The latter was the most well-prepared among the people, so he could still vaguely distinguish some things. He held guns in both hands and his eyes He stared unblinkingly at the connection between the entrance hall and the hall. As long as a figure moved, he would pull the trigger without hesitation. The strong light had passed, and the Soul Group's charge began, as if they had anticipated the consequences in the hall after the flash bomb exploded, and seemed a bit unscrupulous. When the first one rushed into the hall, Jiang Sen did not fire, thinking that there was someone who could move faster than him, Ren Changfeng.
Ren Changfeng's eyes were blurry, but his extraordinary sense came into play. When the man from the soul group just stepped into the hall, his sword followed him like a shadow.
It seemed that he did not expect that the other party had the ability to resist. The man was shocked and reacted quickly. Seeing that it was too late to shoot, he hurriedly retreated. However, the people behind him did not know his situation and were still rushing forward one after another. He suddenly stepped back, and his companion behind him couldn't stop himself and knocked him back again. Therefore, this man was very unwilling, especially when the tip of Ren Changfeng's knife pierced his heart, his eyes were wide open, filled with anger and helplessness. ah! Ren Changfeng gave a loud shout, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, exerted all his strength with both arms, and pressed forward hard. The Tang Dao's blade was completely inserted into the man's chest, and the tip of the knife came out from the back of the heart. People are uprightBreasts.
The knife stabbed out, killing two people. Ren Changfeng wanted to draw the knife again, but unfortunately the members of the soul team behind him did not give him another chance. Plop, plop! There were repeated low gunshots, and the bullets passed through the bodies of their own comrades who had not fallen down, and shot toward Ren Changfeng's face. In desperation, Ren Changfeng had no choice but to give up Tang Dao, roll on the spot, and hide behind the wall.
The members of the soul team were extremely skilled, and without giving them any chance to breathe, four or five people rushed into the hall. The entrance was dark and it was difficult to see clearly. After they entered the hall, Ren Changfeng could see their appearance clearly through the moonlight outside the window. They all wore black vests and black trousers, with black leather military boots underneath, and green fluorescent night vision goggles on their heads. Their faces and exposed skin were all painted with black and green paint. A cold look , like a hungry ghost lying out from hell. Five people and five guns were all aimed at Ren Changfeng. One of them seemed to be the leader of several people, and he knew some Chinese. He looked around the hall and saw countless people rolling on the floor with eyes like blinds. He smiled proudly. Finally, his eyes fell on Ren Changfeng, who was shining with green Guang's night vision goggles were particularly weird. He pulled out the pistol on his body, walked up to Ren Changfeng, and said with a faint smile: Yes, your skills are very good. Tell me who Xie Wendong is and I won't kill you. There are more than a dozen people led by Xie Wendong in the hall, plus dozens of Wei Ming's men, who are packed together tightly. Anyone who wants to find Xie Wendong among these people will have difficulty distinguishing them for a while, let alone Just the soul crew of his photo.
Under the pressure of the opponent's five guns, Ren Changfeng did not dare to act rashly. He just smiled coldly and said: When you enter the Hall of Hell, you can ask the King of Hell.
The leader of the soul group was slightly stunned after hearing this. It took him a while to understand what the other party meant. He smiled, walked up to Ren Changfeng, put the pistol against his temple, and said deeply: You, now, can smile a little. . As he spoke, his finger pulled the trigger. Snapped! With the sound of a gunshot, Ren Changfeng felt his face become hot and red with blood.
That’s the other person’s blood. Just when the leader of the soul group was about to press the trigger, a man suddenly stood up in the corner, raised his hand and shot him on the wrist, causing a bloody look on his face. The leader let out an ouch, and dropped the pistol. He staggered back a few steps with the wound on his wrist before standing still. He turned around and looked around in panic. There was another person in the corner. He was not tall, but his eyes were like lightning. He held a gun in one hand and carried a hand in the other. The knife was none other than Jiang Sen, who had been prepared for it. The other four Soul Team members all pointed their guns at him, but their marksmanship was still a bit slower than this one's. PlopplopAfter a burst of gunfire, the two sides suddenly exchanged fire. stop. The four soul members fell to the ground on their backs with their eyebrows blooming. From the beginning to the end, Jiang Sen did not move at all. He fired four shots calmly, and a large gash was opened on his face. The skin and flesh were turned out and dripping with blood. It was shocking. That was when the soul team members fought back just now. , was scratched by the bullet fired by him.
Although the leader of the soul group dropped his pistol, he still carried a mini-submachine gun. He grabbed the butt of the gun with one hand and yelled at Jiang Sen: Don't move, or I'll shoot. {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}