Chapter 4321: Death Whip
If Mao Ning and Peng Enjian were here instead, they wouldn't be surprised, but who is Ye Qiu? That is an expert among military experts!
It is only used to predict the movements of a few punks, it can be said that it is a sledgehammer to kill chickens.
Ye Qiu glanced at it and said, "The speed is 80, the distance is 100 meters, the shooting distance is 1 meter in advance, get ready."
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"Brother, why are we in such a hurry to go back? Didn't the boss tell us to do something?"
In the car, the younger brother who was driving asked curiously. Sihu opened his eyes, and a cold aura naturally exuded from his body. He was the fiercest of the four tigers, and he was also the most unscrupulous.
There were double digits, and then he was recruited by the gunman.
"Drive your car, why ask so many things!"
The younger brother hastily closed his mouth. Sihu didn't look at him anymore, but looked at a strong white man sitting next to him. This white man was a mercenary master hired by the gunman before, and the gunfire gang was able to run rampant in Wuping for so long, and it also had something to do with these mercenaries. relation
, because their younger brothers have all been trained militarily. Of course, even though they have received militarized training, punks are punks after all, that is to say, some have a strong sense of combat. If it comes to strategic thinking, they don’t have it at all.
, has already gone to the top. The dead tiger frowned and said: "Mr. Boli, although I didn't say much before, but this time I feel that the opponent is very difficult, no matter how many people the opponent has, but let our gunfire gang kill thirty or forty people at once. enemy one
Must be very strong. "
Boli is actually a small mercenary in the west. If he hadn't been unable to get along in the dark world of the west, he wouldn't have come to the east to serve as an instructor.
Of course, being an instructor is also a good job, at least there is no danger, and the income is much higher than before.
Besides, the East is no better than the West. He has been in the East for several years, and he has never seen any masters at all. They are all rubbish. So upon hearing this, Boli smiled contemptuously and said: "Dead Tiger, you think too much, how can there be any masters here in the east, at most it's just a group of garbage gathered together to sneak attack, there is nothing to worry about
. "
Don't blame this guy for not knowing Dragon King and Wolf King, because even in the mercenary world, this guy is at the bottom, and it's normal if he hasn't heard of it.
"And even if the other party is really that powerful, isn't there still me?" Boli looked at Sihu mockingly: "If you are so afraid of death, then get off the car here, and I will go back and have a look for you. "
Sihu's face was gloomy for a while, but he recovered quickly, and said, "With Mr. Boli here, then I can rest assured." Boli had a mocking smile on his face, and these Orientals would never dare to offend him Yes, not only because of the dead tigers they have to rely on themselves, but also because of their status as foreigners, it can be said that in the East, they can move sideways
Let's go, think about it, if a foreigner disappears, then even the gun gang can't afford the consequences.
So he had a great time in the east, domineering like a local emperor, and he didn't think about going back to the west at all.
When Sihu saw the complacent look on this guy's face, he felt angry in his heart, but he also knew that he could not offend this guy, so he could only swallow his anger, and then leaned there not ready to speak again.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and at the same time, the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end.
Shihu shook his body, looked up suddenly, and roared: "Stop the people in front!" But it was already too late, only a burst of intense gunshots was heard, and a tongue of flame suddenly appeared in front of the convoy , it's like a whip of death with flames, if you flick it hard, the car in front is easily caught
It was torn into two sides, and the left and right car bodies were still moving towards the front at a high speed under inertia, and then suddenly rolled over, with a loud bang, it turned into two **** of flames. And at this time, the terrible whip of death still hasn't stopped its waving, it waving wildly from the second car to the fourth car, all the cars are like being cut by a hot melt knife, one after another became two
half, and the little brothers in the car didn't even scream, they were directly dismembered, or buried in a sea of flames.
"No!"
Dead Tiger's eyes widened in horror, and Boli beside him also widened his eyes, watching all this in horror, but at this moment, when the Death Whip waved in front of their car, suddenly Disappeared.
That's because the ten magazines around Ye Qiu were all consumed in just a few dozen seconds, and he had no choice but to take them from the bag again, allowing the dead tiger to escape.
But just when Sihu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Bang bang bang!"
The whip of death danced wildly again. Seeing that the situation was not good, Boli hurriedly opened the car door and wanted to run out, but it was already too late, only saw the frenzied and dense bullets, quickly cut the car they were in, and easily separated the driver's head, and then Boli
half of the body.
With a sound of "Pa!", Boli's upper body got out of the car, but his lower body was still on the car.
Sihu watched the driver and Boli die in front of him, and he seemed to be stupid. He had a premonition that the enemy would be strong, but he never dreamed that their firepower would be so abnormal!
When Sihu came back to his senses and wanted to run, the whip suddenly turned a corner, and he felt as if his body had been hit by a truck, and the debris splashed all over the car.
After a few seconds.
The death whip stopped, and the whole street seemed to have been bombed, leaving no survivors, and the surroundings were also quiet, only the sound of flames burning, and the sound of explosions from time to time.
After an unknown amount of time, two figures appeared on the street.
Looking at the miserable situation in front of him, Lu Zhi couldn't help shivering. In fact, he had already used up one magazine before and couldn't hold it anymore. Ye Qiu finished all the remaining bullets.
Only when he saw the appearance of the scene did he realize how terrifying that weapon was. No wonder he could barely finish even one magazine. Dare to imagine.
In contrast, Ye Qiu's cloud was calm and breezy, he felt as fragile as a baby.
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.
Ye Qiu carried the gun, heard the sound and walked to the dead tiger's car, and saw that there was still a living creature on the ground.
Boli looked at Ye Qiu and stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Help, help..."
"Yo, mercenaries?"
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ye Qiu's mouth, and the gun was pointed downward.
"Bang!" The gunshot rang out, and a burnt bullet hole appeared between Boli's eyebrows. He never thought until his death that the other party dared to kill him, and he was not afraid of causing international disputes.
