Among the dozen people who were running in the lake, there were many who were good at water and swam rapidly towards the opposite wooden house. Zhao Mingjie was nestled on the top of the tree and saw it clearly. He shot and shot every shot. The rest were already poor at water. In addition, his courage was scared and he was stunned and swam again, but the speed was obviously much slower.

Du Feng and Wen Lao Er and his men rushed along the river bank quickly. They had to go past the river before the people in the river swam to the other side, otherwise everything would be lost.

When Song Hu and others saw a few people slapping the water in the lake, they were immediately happy. They couldn't tell who was shouting in the noise. They let out a long sigh. With a wave of their hand, several of their brothers rushed to the front of the cabin, and raised their guns to shoot at the people coming to them in the dark.

After the gunshot, several people sank the bottom of the water, and the rest shouted to spare their lives.

"Don't shoot! Brother Hu! Your own people!" The people in the lake were shocked and suddenly found that they were actually shooting at them, and shouted in a hurry.

Song Hu seemed to be familiar with him when he heard this, and quickly waved his hand to stop.

"It's your own person! What's going on?" Song Hu ordered people to light up dozens of flashlights and shine them on the lake. It was clear that the brothers in the water were really his own people. The one in the lead was the confidant who proposed to him to encircle him.

"Hurry up! Save it!"

"Be careful!" A big man behind him suddenly threw Song Hu to the ground, and heard a gunshot from somewhere. The bullet hit Song Hu's scalp and hit a subordinate's forehead. The man turned over and knocked him down without saying a word.

When Zhao Mingjie saw Song Hu showing up, he wanted to deal with him with one shot, but he didn't expect that someone would find out in advance that the shot did not hit him, but instead hit a warrior behind him.

"Baga!" Seeing his companion die tragically on the spot, the remaining r himself became furious, but at this time the other party's bullets were like demons, and no matter how angry they were, they had no choice but to pick up their companion's body and escaped into the weeds behind.

"Boss! Go quickly!" Song Hu's subordinates surrounded him. He was arrogant and did not even dare to lift his head. He bent down and bowed his head and quickly ran to the grass behind him under his escort.

A loud "boom" sound exploded beside him, and the explosion rolled up layers of mud and slapped everyone's faces. Song Hu only saw a few subordinates beside him crawling on the ground, and a stream of hot plasma sprayed on his face, almost scaring his soul.

"Where to run?" Du Feng stood on the high ground with the fully automatic assault rifle. Han Cheng and others had already raised their guns to point them. As long as they moved, they would immediately go to see the King of Hell.

"It's you again!" Heilang's Chinese language was really not satisfactory, and the anger contained in it made these three words shatter and shatter.

The few people didn't believe in evil, thinking that they could not control dozens of them, so they used each other's eyes and feet to run away. Han Cheng shot one by one, and bullets were close to the back of their heads. The sky spirit covers were blown away, and plasma splattered everywhere, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Who else wants to run away?" Du Feng smiled slightly, his smile seemed to be roaring in hell, and it sounded shrill and terrifying.

No one dared to move again, dozens of people have lost any combat power.

"Don't put down the gun!" Wu Yi finally got the confidence and shouted loudly.

With the sound of weapons falling to the ground, they announced their formal surrender and gave up all resistance.

Du Feng lit a cigarette, sat on the pile of soil and rocks next to him, and said to Wen Laoer: "What should I do to you!"

Wen Laoer laughed and aimed his gun at Song Hu: "Come out!"

Song Hu had no room for resistance and slowly moved out.

By the way, if you eliminate the thief, you will first eliminate the king and kill Song Hu, then his people will inevitably become a mess of sand. Wen Laoer certainly understood this, and he also understood that Song Hu's people were completely scared now. If they fought to the death, I'm afraid that the few people on Du Feng would not be able to control them at all.

"Dare you teasing me? ***!" Wen Laoer pointed a gun at Song Hu's forehead and cursed viciously.

Song Hu is not a Xiong Bao either. At this time, I am afraid there is no possibility of survival. Whether you surrender or be stubborn, you will inevitably die. It is better to die hard and maybe you can leave a reputation.

Thinking of this, Song Hu snorted coldly: "I have nothing to say, but I don't accept you!"

"Don't accept me? Haha! OK! He's a man!" Wen Laoer was very competitive and immediately threw the gun to Wu Yi. His arm was shocked and waved his hand at Song Hu: "Then I'll fight with you alone. If you have the life to defeat me, I will definitely let you go without any conditions!"

"You're serious?" Song Hu was slightly stunned and unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Come on! So many people have witnessed it. How can I, Wen Lao Er, say a word, be a joke!" Wen Lao Er's eyes widened and had already set up a formation.

Song Hu was relieved. No matter how much Wen Laoer was, he was a well-known figure, and he would not go back on his word. He was not sure of winning, but now life and death are at stake. Whether he can live or not depends on his own efforts.

Du Feng looked at the two of them with his eyes slanted and shook his head secretly. Although Wen Laoer is awesome, Song Hu is definitely not a genius. In his opinion, no one of them has an absolute advantage. If there is a slight negligence, it is hard to say who dies and who is injured.

As everyone was watching, the two fought together. Wen Lao Er's iron fist whirred in the wind, and Song Hu frequently avoided like a spiritual geese. When Wen Lao Er saw that he punched the sky, he was so angry that his veins stormed up all over his body, and his roar was shocked by the sky, with his fists and feet rising, and he was in a position to kill the other party directly.

Song Hu naturally did not dare to fight hard. Whether in terms of strength or psychological advantages, he could not gain any benefit at all. The only thing he could do was to avoid it. His meaning was obvious. When Wen Laoer's strength was exhausted, he would take action again, and then he would naturally be sure to win.

Of course, Wen Laoer is not a fool. He saw what Song Hu meant and cursed: "You are really a grandson, you can avoid your mother!"

When Song Hu was scolded for being scolded in front of all the brothers, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his fist and slammed Wen Lao Er at the same time. With a "bang", the two of them took a few steps at the same time. Wen Lao Er shook his shoulders, as if nothing was wrong. But Song Hu was shaking his fist slightly, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Hehe!" Wen Laoer burst into laughter. The person who could fight against him might not have been born yet. If Song Hu had not had some tricks, this would have been enough to shatter his fists.

The fist was so sore, Song Hu couldn't help feeling angry and ashamed. He looked around and didn't know how to fight the enemy, Wen Lao Er came over again. In desperation, Song Hu reached out to grab some things from the ground. When Wu Yi and others shouted to be careful, a handful of sand had already been thrown towards Wen Lao Er's face. At this time, he could no longer hide. He hurriedly closed his eyes. At the same time, Song Hu had already jumped up and kicked Wen Lao Er's side face with crossed legs. Wen Lao Er was kicked three times one after another, and his strong body fell heavily to the ground with a "boom".

Song Hu wanted to chase after him for a few steps, so he took his life. Du Feng hurriedly shouted: "Okay!"

Song Hu stopped in place, with a complacent look on his face.

Wu Yi and Caizi helped Wen Lao Er up, and Wen Lao Er patted his head. Song Hu's kicks were not light, and he felt a little dizzy.

"Can I leave?" Song Hu pinched his sore fist and said coldly.

"I don't want to be enemies with others! Wouldn't it be better for everyone to be harmonious?" Du Feng smiled and stretched out his hand: "Today's conflict is nothing more than money. As long as you are willing to keep the money, you can all leave!"

Everyone under his command nodded to Song Hu repeatedly. Money is something outside of his body. If he can survive, what is money and life worth comparing?

Song Hu gritted his teeth, nodded to his servants, and immediately several large boxes were lifted out.

Han Cheng stepped forward to check it out and confirmed that it was all real money. He came back and nodded to Du Feng.

"You can leave!" Du Feng waved his hand.

Everyone looked at him in disbelief. They were originally hung by a thread of life and could actually be reborn!

"Let's go!" No one cared about anyone and stood up and ran for life. At this time, the Black Wolf and the remaining R masters no longer showed off. They knew very well that a sniper was aiming at them at a certain position. Whoever dared to make any dissatisfied moves would probably have a corpse on the spot in one second.

As everyone got farther and farther away, Du Feng handed the gun to Han Cheng and came over to help Wen's second child.

Wen Laoer had already woken up, but he was angry and blamed himself, so he kept his head down.

Seeing his appearance, Du Feng couldn't help laughing and comforted him: "No matter what, you shouldn't have killed Song Hu today. Keeping him with him is of use! My second brother just treats it as a favor, and you don't have to take this matter to your heart. If you forgive him, Song Hu wouldn't dare to publicize it, otherwise he would have no face!"

Wen Lao Er nodded, reached out to wipe the mud and sand on his face, looked at the boxes of money, and smiled and said, "It's worth it!"

"Pack up the things!" Several people began to clean up the guns on the ground, and they got dozens of good guns without spending a penny. Moreover, the other party gave away guns and money, which was a good thing that was rare in a century.

At this time, Zhao Mingjie drove over, and several people threw the things into the car and got back in. The car drove to Sun Huagui's villa again.

Song Hu and his subordinates fled in panic and gradually moved away from the dangerous area. He stopped and breathed heavily, with a natural expression. Losing money to exchange for life was a very worthwhile deal. Even though he defeated Wen Laoer with a secret move today, he still felt very happy.

He stared at the direction of Shenhu, raised his hand and waved his hand: "Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, in front of the brothers, Song Hu suddenly became stunned, and a blood column surged up from his forehead. His eyes were wide open, and this body fell to the ground with everyone's screams.

The person hiding in the dark couldn't see his face clearly. He used a small-caliber pistol, which was probably the smallest caliber. With the silencer, no one heard the gunshots.

And this person's hidden means avoided everyone's eyes, and a living person followed them, no one knew about it.

Everyone ran around and never dared to stop for a moment.
Chapter completed!