Jiang Yunyan took the lead, followed closely by Shuai Batian and Wang Danlong. The three of them walked towards the gate of No. 76. Fox Thirteen saw this and frowned more and more. He was considered a bold person, but he didn't He thought about entering No. 76 to try his luck. At this time, No. 76 had barely become famous. However, as someone who specialized in underground work, Fox Thirteen could tell through some external appearances that this No. 76 Even if No. 6 is not the Hall of Yama, it is still a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
Jiang Yunyan walked gracefully, with her hands on her waist, her left hand pressed against the pistol equipped with a silencer given by Fox Thirteen, and her right hand pressed against the handles of two flying knives. Shuai Batian wiped his hands in his trouser pockets, doing He was ready to use the sword at any time, and his eyes scanned at a small angle, maintaining a high degree of vigilance. Among the three people, Wang Danlong was the weakest in terms of martial arts ability, but he was able to hide in the big world for so long. His specialty was that among the three of them, he was the only one walking backwards. He watched behind him vigilantly, and his hands were also ready to draw the sword.
Fifty meters, thirty meters, when they were still twenty meters away from gate No. 76, Fox Thirteen, who had been watching silently, suddenly put his thumb in his mouth and made a screaming sound. Jiang Yunyan and the other three Hearing the screams, he subconsciously put on a defensive posture. At the same time, a dozen people suddenly came out of the houses on both sides of them. Then, on the gates on both sides of Gate No. 76, two machine guns and a dozen 38 Da Gai suddenly poked out the muzzle of his gun, and the people pouring out from both sides were all dressed in short-sleeved clothes and carrying shell guns with both hands. It seemed that they were all gangsters who had been bribed by Ding Mo Village and Li Shiqun or traitors of the military commander and the central commander; those who appeared on the wall , all wearing butt curtain hats and khaki military uniforms, they should belong to the Japanese military police commanded by Shibuya.
"There is a road to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell if you break in." A thirty-year-old man with a mole on the left corner of his mouth and a top hat tilted his head quipped, waving a shell-splitting gun, and a dozen agents quickly shot him Jiang Yunyan and three others gathered around him. He sneered twice and said, "Three friends, surrender obediently. The bullets in your brothers' guns don't have eyes."
Jiang Yunyan and the others obviously did not expect this situation to happen. Their faces were as dark as water, and their eyes were scanning left and right, as if they were weighing something.
Fox Thirteen didn't notice anything unusual in the rooms on either side or in No. 76. He sighed softly and had a fierce ideological struggle in his mind. There were nearly thirty enemies in total, including two machine guns. It seemed that no matter what they did, Jiang Yunyan and the others had no chance of survival. "Damn it, I'm going to die this time without saving you." He thought to himself, and took out a bomb from his waist with his right hand.
"What should I do?" Wang Danlong asked in a low voice, his voice trembling. He thought he was ready to die generously, but when he really faced the threat of death, he still felt a trace of fear in his heart.
"The mission cannot be completed." Shuai Batian said softly, his eyes swept over the faces of the agents in front of him, and he suddenly said to Jiang Yunyan: "Yanzi, remember to burn some paper money for me on this day every year." After saying this, , he suddenly shouted loudly: "Surrender, take action." The man fell back, and then he rushed behind with two swords protecting his body.
The gunfire rang out immediately,
Before Shuai Batian shouted, Jiang Yunyan moved. She turned to the left and sideways, pulled out her hands, fired with her left hand, and threw out two white lights with her right hand. Immediately, three agents fell to the ground screaming.
On the ground, at the same time, a few bullets flew almost close to her body amidst the sound of "bang".
Wang Danlong's reaction was slower, so although he immediately drew his sword and took evasive action, he was still shot in the left rib by a bullet. "Senior sister, run." He shouted suddenly, and then shouted and waved his sword towards the agents.
rush in,
"Bah, bah," the gunfire continued. He was hit by several bullets. His body was shaking violently and his steps staggered. A few seconds later, blood oozed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground with two short knives held high.
As soon as Shuai Batian shouted, Fox Thirteen reacted. If Shuai Batian and the others were captured, he would definitely choose Mingzhe to protect himself. However, since they chose to fight to the death, if he did not lend a helping hand
It was too unreasonable. He took two steps back when the gunfire sounded, suddenly rushed out, kicked open the window and jumped out. In mid-air, he dropped a bomb with his right hand into the courtyard of No. 76. At the same time, he fired continuously with his left hand.
With the sound of "Puff", the two Japanese machine gunners screamed and fell into the yard holding the machine guns.
Shuai Batian's Difang Dao was originally good at protection, but the object of protection was a cold weapon. Several bullets were fired at him. The first two shot away the two short knives in his hand, and another one grazed him.
His head flew past, and then one hit his left shoulder, immediately shattering his left shoulder blade, and another one hit his left waist. He grunted, and his speed immediately slowed down.
"Wang Danlong, senior brother." Jiang Yunyan shouted sadly and rushed towards Shuai Batian.
Shuai Batian had already hugged the legs of an agent and pushed him to the ground. Then, he pushed his knees. The agent howled miserably and dropped the gun with both hands to cover his lower body. Instantly, he was sweating profusely from the pain. Shuai Batian
Ba Tian rushed up and rushed towards a nearby agent. As soon as he unfolded his body, he was hit by several bullets in the chest and abdomen. The momentum of the bullets made him stagnate. He suddenly froze there, and then saw Jiang Yunyan.
He screamed: "Run" as the figure rushed towards him. He kicked off his legs and threw himself diagonally about one meter away, just in time to help Jiang Yunyan block a few bullets. He was hit by several more bullets, one of which hit the center of the body.
In front of his face, he shouted in a hissing voice: "I hate it." With a "pop" sound, it finally fell into the dust.
"This bitch is here to catch you alive." The agent with the mole on the corner of his mouth shouted and rushed towards Jiang Yunyan. Suddenly, a fire flashed in the No. 76 courtyard twenty meters away, and the next moment, there was a "boom" explosion.
The sound sounded, and several Japanese soldiers on the wall were blown away by the air waves. They howled and danced and fell from the air. The agent with the mole on the corner of his mouth was startled. He quickly turned around and looked around, and then he was horrified to see a man dressed as a Japanese ronin.
The man is running towards this side,
Fox Thirteen's priority was to shoot the enemies that posed a threat to Jiang Yunyan's safety. First were the two machine gunners, and then the several agents on the left.
He fell to the ground and died. When the agent with the mole on the corner of his mouth turned around and saw him, he just aimed his gun at him.
"Poof." A very slight gunshot rang out, and the agent with the mole on the corner of his mouth felt a sharp pain in his head, and then darkness hit him, and he lost consciousness.
The deaths of Shuai Batian and Wang Danlong made Jiang Yunyan burst into tears. The tears affected her vision. Therefore, for a few minutes, she relied entirely on her feelings in the battle. This fighting method allowed her to perfect her knife-throwing skills. Playing, white light flew out from her right hand from time to time, and at the end of each white light disappearing, an agent would inevitably fall to the ground, until she locked the target on Fox Thirteen,