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"Internal strength is the foundation of warriors' strength. How much threat can a great master who cannot use internal strength pose to us?"

Liao Zhan laughed: "Even if you lose Luo Hongtang and He Chong, I, the young master, Mr. Wei, and the sixth brothers join forces, are you still afraid that you can't take him?"

"But, what if he kept hiding in the woods and didn't come out?" Youquan, who was wearing a dark red ghost mask, suddenly asked.

"So we have to take the initiative."

Meng Xuan took over the conversation, and after Liao Zhan's clear analysis, his confident and calm temperament returned to him: "Youquan, you took most of the people here as bait. I, Mr. Wei, Liao Zhan, and 6 Zhichao went to find Lin Chong's traces and carry out the killing operation!"

"……good."

The eyes flashed behind Youquan's mask and nodded in agreement.

"Old Wei, do you think there is any problem with my plan?" Meng Xuan turned his head and asked the old man behind him who was gray.

“The young master’s plan is perfect.”

Old Wei's expression was calm and not affected by the tense atmosphere around him.

"Since that's the case, let's start."

Meng Xuan licked his lips, took out a black scarf from his arms to cover his face, and his body shook, like an agile cheetah, and quickly rushed into the woods.

Mr. Wei followed Meng Xuan like a shadow.

No matter how fast Meng Xuan's degree was, he seemed calm and showed unfathomable strength.

Liao Zhan and 6 Zhichao looked at each other and quickly followed.

However, not long after the four of them left the convoy, fierce gunfire suddenly came from behind, mixed with the sound of car explosions.

"What's going on?"

Meng Xuan stopped suddenly, his eyes striking and suspicious.

"I've suffered!"

Liao Zhan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his face changed drastically. He didn't bother talking to Meng Xuan. He turned around in a flash and returned nearly twice as fast as before.

"What happened?"

Meng Xuan was confused and subconsciously looked at Mr. Wei next to him.

"Young Master, I'm afraid that every move we make is under the surveillance of the enemy." Old Wei said lightly.

Meng Xuan was not a fool. After being reminded by Mr. Wei, he immediately understood and his face turned pale.

"Damn it! Cunning bastard!"

He stomped his feet hard, followed behind Liao Zhan, and rushed towards the location of the convoy.

The same moment.

The killers guarding next to the convoy suffered a fierce blow from the Seventh Team. They caught off guard and suffered heavy losses in an instant.

Lin Chong divided the seventh team into three squads, each with four people. The first team stayed in the woods, and the second and third teams lurked on both sides of the road, waiting for orders at any time.

When Lin Chongxian Meng Xuan and others left, he immediately ordered the second and third teams to attack.

As for piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea, they are Lin Chong's last trump card. They will never show up easily until the final moment.

"Da da da da da da!"

Countless bullets crisscrossed in the air, drawing bright yellow trajectories. The fires spewed from the muzzle illuminated the night. As soon as the battle began, it directly entered the white-hot stage.

Although everyone is carrying guns, how can the opponent of the Seventh Team, which has been professionally trained, be suppressed so that he can hardly raise his head. From time to time, someone is hit by bullets, screaming one after another. The real lady serves online to help you find books to chat with you. Please search for popular online articles or r444 to wait for you to flirt with~

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