"Leave some insignificant things, let me tell you when I have time." Zhao Chen smiled and left quickly with everyone.
Looking at Zhao Chen's back, Hang Pengyun and Iga Chengsong's faces were very ugly. They rushed out and were preparing to kill Zhao Chen to prevent Zhao Chen from growing up, a terrifying opponent.
Iga Seung-song wants to kill Zhao Chen. In addition to Zhao Chen's previous attack on his descendants, it is more about the relationship between the two countries being mortal enemies. In particular, Zhao Chen still serves the Dragon Government, although it seems that the two countries are still friendly now.
In fact, the secret struggle has never stopped.
However, this kind of struggle is limited to a very small range. Although each has its own winning or losing, it only shows its strength to the other party and will not have much impact on the major aspects of the country, especially the lives of ordinary people.
As cruel as war.
However, it has a great impact on a country's political situation. Once it is weak for a long time in secret struggles, it will also be weak in other cooperation between the two countries and lose a lot of benefits.
Therefore, Iga Seung-song wanted to kill Zhao Chen before he could grow up to avoid waiting for him to grow up and pose a greater threat to Japan. However, he never expected that his most proud disciple would be twice
He suffered twice in action, and once he lost all his face and almost lost his head by someone else. This time, he even lost his life.
"No matter how he knew Maeda had arrived in front of him, he had to die." Iga Seimatsu secretly swore in his heart.
"This Zhao Chen must die, otherwise when he returns, my Yin-Yang Sect will have great trouble." Hang Pengyun also swears in his heart that the Yin-Yang Sect is indeed very powerful in the ancient martial arts world, but no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to fight against the government.
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Now it is no longer the ancient times. Whoever has the biggest fist is concerned. Even if the country is early, they don’t take it seriously. But now is the era of technology. No matter how big your fist is, a bullet will be enough to deal with you.
If someone fires a missile, it will be enough to make your sect lose all its descendants.
"It's a pity that he has a gun in his hand, which is a big trouble." Hang Pengyun frowned slightly, looked at the warriors on the street, and said intimately, "You have to use them."
Zhao Chen and others quickly retreated. After walking less than a street, Lu Junke and others chased him and met him.
"There are many well-trained gunmen over there, probably the government forces of the Burmese state." Lu Junke said with a serious expression when he saw Zhao Chen: "There are a lot of people, no less than one hundred, we want to rush over very much.
Disaster."
"There are also the street on the left." Xiao Yuteng said: "I looked upstairs and there were at least one hundred and five, so it was impossible to rush over."
"I didn't find it there." Lian Fengsheng said in a deep voice.
"There are people lying in ambush in the three sides, but there is no one on Fengzi." Zhao Chen frowned and said, "It seems that they want us to leave the city from there."
"It should be." Lu Junke said: "This is Naypyidaw. If you open it in the city, even if you kill us, they will suffer a lot and will cause international influence. When they get outside the city, they will have no
Concern.”
"Since that's the case, I'm not as good as their wishes. Come with me." Zhao Chen showed a wicked smile on his face and rushed away with everyone.
After a moment, Zhao Chen took everyone back to the street where the murder was just now. At this time, the remaining Burmese people were still on the street. Looking at the tragic death of their companions, they all looked pale.
Almost, they were like these people, and they would never stand up lying here.
However, at this moment, a figure appeared at the intersection of the street and was seen by a man. As soon as he saw this figure, the terrifying scene just now appeared in his mind, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"That devil is here again..." Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chen had already raised the slight rush in his hand and clenched the board machine. The flying bullet instantly pierced his body, letting him say
I also lost it.
No one expected that Zhao Chen would come back. When he fired the gun, he immediately caught the Burmese people who survived by chance. When they reacted, only a dozen people were still alive.
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When they were about to raise their guns to fight back, while Zhao Chen was shooting, Lu Junke and others who rushed forward had already arrived in front of the Burmese man. When Zhao Chen stopped the gunshots, they pounced like tigers.
Go up and let the Burmese men have no chance to shoot, so they killed them.
"Pick up the gun, let's go." Zhao Chen roared lowly, picked up two guns from the ground, turned around and left. The others did not hesitate, and each picked up two guns and followed him, even Qiao and Dan
Ni and others also put away the pistols in their hands and picked up two slight rushes.
In less than two minutes after Zhao Chen and the others walked, a group of figures hurried to the intersection. After watching the whole street flowing blood and the bodies were filled with corpses, Beren, the head's face suddenly turned pale and his fists were clenched together.
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As for the people behind him, their bodies were trembling, and most of them were angry by the scene in front of him, and of course, a very small number were scared.
Without Beren's order, the person behind him rushed up immediately, but after a moment, a special service staff member returned to Beren and gritted his teeth and said, "Captain, there is no survivor."
Beren's body trembled for a moment. The result was what he least wanted to see, and it was something he didn't expect. There were a hundred elite soldiers here. Originally, he thought that even if he could not kill Zhao Chen, he could not kill him.
Here, he could also repel him and force him out of the city, but he never expected that all one hundred of his men would be killed.
"Captain, no, they arrived at Beining Street and had already had a fire with the people over us. We couldn't stop them at all. In less than a minute, more than 30 people died." A special service member looked at him with a look.
He looked at Bellen anxiously: "There was a report there, and they had no intention of leaving at all, and they were slaughtering our people."
"Bastard, damn." Beren's face suddenly turned red. He already knew what Zhao Chen and the others meant, and it was obviously a demonstration to him.
"Captain, think of a solution, otherwise the people on our side will be all over." The special service member said anxiously: "And according to their actions, maybe after killing Beining Street, they will go to Xining Street."
"Captain, I'll kill you. You must not let them mess around with us. They are provoking us and must give them a look." Another special service officer said anxiously.
"Captain, don't be impulsive. Those people are much stronger than us. We can't be their opponents at all. Just rush over, Wu Ning is going to die." Another special service staff said: "We must do it well
Only with sufficient preparation can we pass again."