Tang Feng wanted to do it, so he picked up Mo Xiaoyang and ran to the left. Before he could run a few steps, Tang Feng hugged Mo Xiaoyang and rushed to the ground. At the same time, with a "boom" sound, an explosion came from behind.
Come.
Mo Xiaoyang was picked up by Tang Feng in a daze, and then threw himself to the ground, not knowing what was going on, until Tang Feng pressed her under him, and then an explosion came.
"Are you okay?" Tang Feng's voice came from his ears, and Mo Xiaoyang murmured. He was about to say something, but the severe pain from his shoulder made him unable to speak.
Tang Feng didn't hear Mo Xiaoyang's answer, and thought she was injured, so he quickly looked down at her. Seeing Mo Xiaoyang's brows frowned slightly and looked in pain, he couldn't help but worry, "Mo Xiaoyang, are you okay?" After saying that, he sat down
Get up and help Mo Xiaoyang up.
Mo Xiaoyang was pressed under Tang Feng just now, and the wound was touched, and now he was in a state of pain.
Seeing Mo Xiaoyang's scene, Tang Feng was about to ask something, but Yu Guang saw two armed men walking towards him with guns. Tang Feng quickly hooked his feet and hooked the desert eagle to his side, and then quickly
Holding it in his hand, he just saw the moving figure in his eyes, and the gun in his hand suddenly fired his anger!
The bang bang bang bullet hit the two figures quickly and accurately, and the figure trembled like dancing and fell to the ground.
These attackers are not easy to mess with. Mo Xiaoyang's move just now was beyond their expectations, but their reaction was also very fast. Tang Feng and Mo Xiaoyang suddenly attacked and shot the fuel tank of the car, causing a series of explosions.
The rockets on the opposite side shot down, showing the courage of the opponent's leader. If Tang Feng hadn't reacted quickly, he and Mo Xiaoyang would have been gone.
Tang Feng's legs became weak, and he sat on the ground, gasping for breath. His pale face seemed to have suffered some injuries, and his expression was indescribable and even a little listless.
Mo Xiaoyang was silently paying attention to Tang Feng. When he saw him like this, he was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Tang Feng, are you okay?"
Tang Feng smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired!" Tang Feng knew that his back was injured and was hit by the shrapnel of the rocket, but now he is not talking about these things.
when.
However, Tang Feng underestimated Mo Xiaoyang's concern for him. After hearing his words, Mo Xiaoyang checked around Tang Feng without any worries. Seeing that he was injured on his back, he exclaimed: "I still say it's okay.
Look at you, what is the injury behind you?" After saying that, Mo Xiaoyang took out a refined pistol, held it tightly in his hand, alertly paying attention to the movements around him, regardless of the blood flowing from his shoulders.
Tang Feng smiled slightly at Mo Xiaoyang's kindness. Although he felt that he had not reached the point of relying on a woman to protect him, he did not make any noise, because at this time he stared at the attacker on the opposite side.
As soon as he moved, he was really afraid that a few rockets would fly over again at this time.
However, what Tang Feng was worried about did not happen. The rocket hit the air and was killed by Tang Feng again, which made the battlefield quiet again. At this time, Hu Chi was approaching like Tang Feng and the others, and he was just now.
Seeing this, he was really afraid of something unexpected happening to Tang Feng, and secretly scolded himself for being careless.
Actually, this is not a big deal about Hu Chi. Hu Chi is a very lethal general, but it is not suitable to be a bodyguard. He only likes to attack, attack, and attack again, and let him protect people. It is really embarrassing him.
The attackers on the opposite side were as if they were poured on their heads by cold water, feeling a burst of coldness from the inside out. They absolutely did not expect that Tang Feng would be hit by so many people and such strong firepower.
They were fine.
For those who have experienced many battles, death is not terrible, but so many people have not yet killed their targets, they have already made them angry. At the greeting of a leader, they shouted
They rushed upwards and made their last charge. At this time, they still had the advantage of the number of people. Twenty or thirty people were still able to move and rushed towards Tang Feng and their positions like wounded beasts.
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If both sides really get entangled here, I'm afraid that Tang Feng and the others will still lose. Everyone is injured now, although they can still use guns, and they will fight with others. One or two will do it. If one person deals with five or six people, they will be fine.
Then they will be completely finished.
Therefore, Tang Feng and Hu Chi, who realized this, were cheering up and ruthlessly slashing the guys in their hands, and determined to let these attackers fall on the way to charge.
At this time, the advanced nature of the Desert Eagle in Tang Feng and his hands was maximized. The super-capacity magazine allowed the guys in their hands to use heavy machine guns and two death dances composed of bullets, constantly harvesting
The life of the attacker, and even Mo Xiaoyang, took a pistol and fired two shots from time to time.
Soon, Tang Feng and the others forced down more than a dozen attackers. But the problem also arose because they were almost out of bullets.
But at this time, both sides were already red in their eyes, and it was time to fight to the death. Tang Feng had to bite the bullet and use the last few bullets to fight them.
In a tall building not far from Tang Feng and the others, a young man was watching the confrontation between the two sides with a telescope, and a sneer flashed from time to time. Next to him, there were a few big men, whites and blacks.
A serious look at the scene.
When the young man saw that Tang Feng and the others had not been killed for so long, he couldn't help but angrily said with a gloomy face: "John, what are your people doing? After so long, they can't even kill two or three."
A white man next to the young man said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ding, you did not say that the other party is so powerful. My people have lost half of them now. You need to be responsible for this."
"Responsible?" Mr. Ding sneered: "John, how did you promise me before? Now one person has not been killed, but you want me to be responsible? Dozens of people, three, plus rockets,
Now that the other party is unscathed, do you still have the nerve to say? Even I feel ashamed of you."
John said angrily: "Mr. Ding, you can't blame me for this. You didn't say that the opponent this time is so powerful."
"You mean you are blaming me?" Mr. Ding said coldly.
John did not speak, but his expression had already told Mr. Ding.
A cold light flashed in Mr. Ding's eyes, and he immediately said, "John, you still have more than a dozen good players in your hands. Now it's time to send them on the field."
"Oh, no." John was shocked and shook his head quickly, "Mr. Ding, the opponent is too strong. I have lost so many brothers. I can't let the remaining brothers die."
Mr. Ding's eyes turned cold: "Why, now do you want to regret it? Since you promised me, you should help me solve it completely, otherwise your brother will die in vain?"
"Ding, Mr. Ding, this place is a city after all, and it cannot be fought any longer. The government army does not allow us to fight any further. If we do not withdraw at this time, my brother may not be able to leave Canada."
John's words were not perfunctory. Such a big fire broke out in the downtown area of Ottawa, and he used a weapon of mass destruction such as rockets. Wuren was not good news. If the Canadian police and the army did not go out, they would probably be
It is difficult to explain to the people. At that time, these participants may be in trouble. Mr. Ding snorted coldly: "Don't give me any excuses. The government does not have to worry. They will not have any reaction within an hour. Now there is still half
When you are young, you can send someone to kill the target."
John was shocked when he heard Mr. Ding's words. No wonder Mr. Ding said that he would take action in the city. It turned out that the government's actions could be slowed down by an hour. Who is Mr. Ding? How could he have such strong abilities?
But seeing brothers lying on the ground, John hesitated again, "Mr. Ding, I want to terminate the cooperation. I don't want my brother to die for no reason."
"Terminate cooperation?" Mr. Ding sneered sarcastically: "John, you are too naive. How can you do some things you want to do and don't do if you don't want to do? If you can't kill your target today, then you and you
Those brothers will die miserably. Do you know who they are?"
"Who is it?" John suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship, and a biting chill rose in his heart.
"The boss of Huaxing Society and the heir of the Han Dynasty."