The Chinese who were still in the car were holding their heads tightly and shouting in fear, their bodies shaking with the sound of "Bang! Bang!" when the bullet landed on the car.
Jia Gaoming's eyes were blood red, and he laughed wildly and shouted: "Fuck you! You Indonesian monkeys, I will let you know today why the flowers are so red."
"Ta-ta!"
"Tap!!!!"
Feng Zhen raised his gun and stepped forward step by step, ignoring the sporadic bullets fired at him, roaring and shouting: "You Indonesian trash, fuck you, get out of here, don't you like killing people?
What's wrong? Why are you hiding behind the car like a girl who was raped by a dozen big men and not daring to come out? Come out if you have the guts to shoot at me. If I hide for a while, I'm not a fucking Chinese man."
The Indonesian thugs were completely dumbfounded. They discovered to their horror that the Chinese were crazier and crueler than they were at the dead bodies. They were still firing wildly until they were beaten to pieces by a dense barrage of bullets.
It's a lump of mud, and then you step on it and then you give up.
In their psychology, they always believed that the Indonesian soldiers were the most powerful, but they were actually vulnerable to these Chinese people. It was not until those dozen Indonesian soldiers turned into a puddle of mud that the gunfire gradually stopped.
Seeing the Chinese people walking towards them step by step with neat steps and blood-red eyes, these Indonesian thugs began to feel panic, which gradually turned into fear.
Nini followed behind like a machine, looking blankly at the gun in her hand and muttering: "I didn't shoot."
Ren Yongxu hugged her and said comfortingly: "Nini! Don't be afraid! You didn't kill that Indonesian soldier, it was Brother Tan." After saying that, he pointed to the roof of the building not far away.
Nini heard Ren Yongxu's words and asked with a cry: "I didn't kill anyone? Did I really not kill anyone?"
Ren Yongxu smiled bitterly and said: "Nini! You really didn't kill anyone, believe me."
Nini was once again sure that she was not the one who fired the shot, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, she quickly became dissatisfied with her cowardice and said, "Why wasn't it me who fired the shot? Nini, you are so useless."
"Uh!" Ren Yongxu, who was originally ready to comfort Nini, was choked by her last words and was speechless.
Looking at Ye Tianming and the others with their bloody aura, the invisible aura on their bodies made these Indonesian thugs feel a fear of death deep in their hearts.
Suddenly, an Indonesian thug shouted: "Run!" Following his shout, dozens of Indonesian thugs dispersed and fled to both sides of the street.
A cold smile appeared on Ye Tianming's lips: "I haven't had enough fun and you want to run away. How can it be that easy?"
Just when the Indonesian thugs thought they had escaped and ascended to heaven, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out from the intersection on both sides of the street. The Indonesian thugs running at the front were suddenly stunned, with countless drops of blood sprouting from their bodies, and they fell down with a plop.
on the ground
The Indonesian thugs behind stopped running desperately and looked at the two Chinese men holding submachine guns in front of them in fear.
Chen Yang chuckled: "Do you understand English?" Two Indonesian thugs nodded desperately.
"Since you understand, then go back to where you came from. Don't run around. Even if you are running, you can't outrun the bullets," Chen Yang said with a smile.