Ye Mei lightly dodged, dodging a sharp blade that came from the darkness, and at the same time, her body quickly retreated to the left rear side of a Ford at an almost impossible angle. At this moment, with a loud noise, the windshield of the Ford quickly appeared in a spider-shaped crack. In the center of the crack was a bullet hole the size of a thumb, and that was where she was.

With precise guidance, the slight and almost inaudible gunshots, Ye Mei almost instantly determined that this was a Psg-1 sniper rifle produced by the German HK company.

This sniper rifle was originally developed and designed by HK Company to occupy the police market. Its powerful accuracy, 50 consecutive shots, is almost invincible in this small-scale individual sniper battle. Moreover, there are at least seven sniper points around. With such cross firepower, it is almost a group of poisonous snakes that must be killed in one blow. Ye Mei once judged the opponent's strength while observing the surrounding terrain.

This is an underground parking lot of about 1,400 square meters. The entire parking lot is in a c-shaped shape. Her current location is about 300 meters away from the exit, just 300 meters long. At her limit speed, it only takes 25 seconds or even faster, but these 25 seconds are enough for these seven snipers to launch nearly a hundred attacks.

"The signal has indeed been blocked." She squatted in the corner, turned sideways, took out her phone, and there was no signal on it. Although all this was expected, Ye Mei couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"If you can't contact us for a long time, I'm afraid A Jian will definitely come to check it out. If he is also trapped, Sister Yan Jun will be in danger. No, calm, calm down." Ye Mei tightly held the handle of the pistol in her hand, suppressing her anxiety while calculating how to act in her heart.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared at the exit of the parking lot, with a rough beard, straight short hair, and a pair of calm and sharp eyes. This person was Jianlang. Just as he was about to step into the parking lot ramp, Jianlang suddenly stopped without warning. He neither called Ye Mei's name nor looked into the parking lot, but quickly retreated out.

Not far behind him, Li Yanjun looked at Jianlang with confusion and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

Jianlang did not give any answer, but just flashed and blocked Li Yanjun and Yang Shuifang, and said in a deep voice: "It is dangerous to retreat into the mall behind you."

At the same time, he shot a small tree 20 meters away with his backhand. A man in black appeared without warning. But the moment he appeared, his head exploded like a watermelon, splashing more than a meter away from red and white.

The pedestrians around were shocked by the gunshots and were stunned for a moment. A second later, someone screamed first, and then the whole street quickly fell into panic, ran away and called for help, and there was chaos. Some pedestrians near the man in black vomited violently.

Although Li Yanjun also felt a sense of fear and disgust, they were both people who had seen the world after all, and they could barely remain calm and quickly retreated into the mall under the pull of Jianlang.

At the same time, hundreds of black-clothed people quickly surrounded him.

At this time, Ye Mei heard the gunshots outside in the underground garage, and relaxed. She could hear the gunshots were fired by Jianlang's pistols. The pistols of their Canglang group were tailored for them by the top gunmen of the Longhua Republic, and were unique to the whole world. In addition, she had heard this gunshots for no less than a thousand times, and there was no mistake.

Since Jianlang has fired, it means two points: one is the enemy that Jianlang has discovered; the other is the enemy that the enemy has been passive. Because the Shanghai market is the territory of their Canglang Gang, if the situation continues, it will definitely be unfavorable to the enemy. However, if the enemy is forced into an urgent force and kidnapping is changed to assassination, then Sister Yan Jun and the others will be in danger.

She thought this way in her mind, and a flash bullet in her hand was quickly thrown out, and at the same time, her body was like a swimming fish and she got out of the undercarriage...

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Xiaobai looked quietly at the silent and ordinary middle-aged man in front of him. This person looked really uncharacteristic at first glance. Even if you keep staring at him now, as long as you turn your head, you will forget what he looks like. However, such a person who looks ordinary but no longer has given Xiaobai a very dangerous feeling, which is very dangerous.

Behind this middle-aged man, there was a group of people who were equally silent. They were all wearing black Zhongshan outfits, and each had a dragon-shaped accessory hanging on his chest. Obviously, these people were the elite power of the Dragon Family - the Dragon Group, the real Dragon Group. Just standing there, there was a tremendous murderous aura, and even Xiaobai could feel a little pressure.

In comparison, the Canglang Gang members behind Xiaobai seem much weaker. Although these people are also elites of the Canglang Gang, they have not trained enough and have not experienced any real killing. Naturally, they are much worse. They have not escaped under this situation and are still maintaining fighting spirit, which has already made Xiaobai very satisfied.

Xiaobai smiled with a little playful smile, looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "What's the name?"

Just an hour ago, he suddenly received a report from his subordinates that a group of mysterious people were attacking a property of the Canglang Gang in Gaoyang District. When he arrived, the group had already escaped. So he followed the traces to the semi-abused factory. As a result, as soon as he arrived, he found that the other party seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and the signals of contact tools such as mobile phones were blocked.

"Long Er." Long Er replied softly, without any feelings either.

Long Er is actually not his name, it is just a title, or a code name. There are ten people who have such titles as him. They were originally the heirs of the previous generation or even the previous generation, but they failed in the battle for inheritance rights, so they lost their right to survive as a normal human form and were sent by the family to a secret place to cultivate it into a new form of biochemical man. The strongest of them won the titles from one to ten, becoming the shadow of each head of the family, and they are also the knife in their hands. They are called the Ten Dragons. The ranking of these ten people is also determined by their strength. The larger the number, the stronger the strength.

He is the Long Er of this generation, whose strength is close to the peak of internal strength. If some secret techniques are added, he can reach infinitely close to the strength of a master in the True Qi Realm.
Chapter completed!