Bang!

A subman broke the lighting glass at the top of the warehouse.

The man was still in the air and was kicked to the wall by Jiang Zhe.

A force of nearly a thousand kilograms made the sub-people spew black and red blood out of their mouths.

Boom boom boom---

Immediately afterwards, there were continuous loud noises coming from the door.

Countless submen were desperately slamming the warehouse gate outside.

"Master Pao, push the plane aside."

Jiang Zhe shouted fiercely.

He was afraid that if the gate fell down, he would smash the helicopter.

Hulala---

The broken glass above the head kept falling, "Ah!" amid the screams, a group of people hurriedly hid.

Hesitate

Jiang Zhe's dog-legged knife kept slashing out, slashing the white skins away.

Many Asians wore yellow hard helmets on their heads.

It is obvious that this group of people in the development zone was attracted by the blood secretly scattered by Ayu along the way.

Bang bang bang

More and more Asians fell from the top of the warehouse.

Although Jiang Zhe scored one by one, he still could not offset the opponent's advantage in the number of people.

"ah!"

Next to the helicopter.

Alan and the two girls were almost knocked down by the sub-men, and they were so scared that they screamed in shock.

Du Xue jumped off the plane.

Holding a straight knife in his hand, he pursed his lips and showed the posture of Beichen's sword flowing.

“Wow!”

A female sub-human had black blood vessels crawled on her face, holding a steel pipe and rushed towards her quickly.

When-Puff

Du Xue's knife was very fast, and his movements were flowing.

The moment the two sides contacted each other, they turned around in a misstep and waved their swords.

Then, a sharp straight knife cut into the neck of the Asian man.

A stream of blood spurts out.

The Asian roared and rushed forward fiercely.

"Does go!" The cannon master on the side kicked the Asian man on the shoulder and made the other party stagger and take two steps.

Du Xue stared at the straight knife blankly.

She couldn't understand why Jiang Zhe looked like cutting vegetables, and she had to kill her.

But he only cut through the other party's skin.

"Head, I have to shoot." Changfu shouted.

"grass!"

Watching more and more sub-people.

Jiang Zhe knew that this would not work.

"Come here, let go of the fight, there's nothing I can do." Jiang Zhe shouted in response.

The two dog-leg knives in their hands crossed into arrows.

A bite forward, and a run-by-faced man flew into the air.

Bang bang bang

The Cannon Master and the others finally couldn't stand the shooting.

A 35mm grenade hits the Asian man and can directly knock the opponent away.

It's just that the firing rate is too slow.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

Faced with more and more Asians, Pao Ye and the others seemed to be almost unable to withstand it.

"roar!"

Boom.

The warehouse gate finally failed to block the impact of more than 200 sub-people outside.

He smashed it back in a daze.

"Go away!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Zhe opened the way with both swords, slashed the Asians who rushed over, and led a few people to the depths of the warehouse.

Clang

The lid of a tanker truck was lifted up by Jiang Zhe.

"Hide in."

The girls, Cao Wang and his wife, Zhou Qi, Xiao Mi, and the Duke hurriedly jumped into the tanker truck.

Jiang Zhe was guarding the front end of the oil tank alone, while Paoye guarded the tail end with three guns.

Bang bang bang

The gunshots kept ringing in the warehouse like fried beans.

Below the tanker, there were all strange faces of Asians crawling with black blood vessels, waving their weapons to keep rushing towards the tanker.

The dog-legged knife and spear kept knocking the submen who wanted to jump into the tank.

Fortunately, the top of the tanker is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The four people barely withstood the attack of the Asians.

"Why are you standing here?"

When Jiang Zhe slashed the asian who jumped onto the tanker truck with one knife, he found that Du Xue, who was behind him, crawled out again with a knife.

"I, I want to help you."

Du Xue's pride at this time had been shattered by a knife.

Watching the man in front of him cut the assorted people like fruit.

Du Xue felt that the previous argument was too naive. [Beichen One Sword], it was really a death with one Sword.

If it weren't for Pao Master just now, she would have died.

"Get in, don't make trouble for me."

Chi, the saber in Jiang Zhe flew out and stabbed on the forehead of a man who wanted to attack Cannon Master.

He pushed Du Xue with a handful of help.

Unexpectedly, my palm fell into a soft and soft spot.

Du Xue took two steps back, glared at Jiang Zhe, her face turned a little red, and then shouted loudly: "I don't want to become a woman who survives on a man like Alan."

"My Alan relies on her ability to make a living, why should she look down on her?"

Liu Zi was unhappy on the roof of the tanker.

He opened his mouth directly.

"I won't trade my body for it--" Du Xue said in a resentful voice.

Halfway through the conversation.

Jiang Zhe grabbed the back of her neck with big hands, picked it up and stuffed it into the oil tank, "Your battlefield should be on the bed."

"Jiang Zhe, you bastard." Du Xue cursed.

Bang, the lid of the oil tank was closed.

Bang bang bang---

There was constant gunfire throughout the warehouse.

The tanker was covered with hundreds of corpses of Asians, but nearly two hundred Asians were still rushing towards the roof.

Jiang Zhe is very glad that there is this oil tanker here.
To be continued...