The night was like ink, and the wind howled.

Wu Tao looked at the corpse rushing towards him with a serious expression on his face.

The gun in his hand was snatched from Zhuang Xian's underground casino.

When he went to save Su Xianfeng last time, he gave this gun to Su Lan for self-defense, but it was snatched away by a boxer, and finally he snatched it away again, and kept it by his side.

With the gun by his side for so long, he knew everything about it.

Five!

This is the number of bullets he had before he fired the shot.

As for the number of corpses in front of him, except for the two that Jiang Wuyan risked to cut off his head and the two he shot in the head just now, there are still eleven left.

There were only four bullets left.

Even if all the bullets can be shot to the head, there are still seven corpses left.

In such a chaotic environment, he was not sure that he could escape from these corpses with Jiang Wuyan.

"You can only fight to the death."

He took a deep breath and fired two more shots in succession.

"Boom!"

The heads of the two corpses at the front exploded, and they fell down weakly.

Behind, even though Zhang Kang and others were entangled by the corpse, they all showed surprise.

Sharpshooter!
With the help of such a god-man, where can't he escape?

Sure enough, before they started calling for help, another gunshot rang out.

"boom!"

The corpse man standing in front of them was robbed of his head and collapsed straight.

But before they recovered from the shock, Wu Tao shouted: "Everyone, run away!"

When those people heard the words, they immediately fled to the distance.

"You go too."

Wu Tao glanced at Jiang Wuyan beside him, and said coldly.

"You're almost out of bullets." Jiang Wuyan's face was extremely solemn, and he didn't listen to what Wu Tao said at all.

In the Hidden Dragon Mercenary Corps, each member is one in a million.

Guns, grenades, shells...

All combat weapons must be proficient, and Jiang Wuyan is no exception.

Wu Tao could hide from Zhang Kang and those gangsters, but he couldn't hide it from him.

This American-made M1719 revolver, he just needs to listen to it casually to know how many bullets are left in it.

"Is it useful to stay in your current state?"

Wu Tao glanced at him, and the last bullet came out in response.

Seeing the dead man in the front fall, Jiang Wuyan took a deep breath: "You are out of bullets, there are seven corpses and that white man left, you can't deal with it alone."

"You underestimate me too much."

With a light drink, Wu Tao's breath changed instantly.

In the dark night, Wu Tao's body was blown by a strong wind, as if it wanted to pierce the entire darkness.

"If you can keep up, stay."

Wu Tao yelled loudly, pulled out the black dagger in his palm, and attacked fiercely.

At the forefront, the corpse stretched out his hand to block it.

But the night sky.

The dark cold light flashed.

The corpse man took the lead and rolled down.

With a flash of stature, Wu Tao came out exhausted.

At this time, the two corpses waved their fists at the same time and attacked.

Seeing that the two fists were about to land on Wu Tao's body, Jiang Wuyan suddenly turned around and kicked the two corpses with both feet.

"Boom!"

With two collisions, Jiang Wuyan's body flew upside down.

But at the same time, he also stopped the movement of the two corpses.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Tao charged up again, and the pitch-black dagger pierced the sky again.

"Swish!"

Two dark lights flashed, and the heads of the two corpses blocked by Jiang Wuyan rolled down.

Wu Tao appeared again, but his face turned pale.

After successive blows with all his strength, most of the strength in his body was consumed, and it was already a little difficult to support.

Perhaps seeing Wu Tao's predicament, in the pitch-black night, a white hand suddenly stretched out and landed on Wu Tao's back.

"puff!"

Wu Tao spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew upside down.

"Boss!"

Jiang Wuyan shouted and caught Wu Tao.

Wu Tao forced himself to stand firm, and his face became ugly: "John, as a warrior, do you just hide behind and sneak attack?"

"No, no, no, I'm not a warrior. There's a blue-clothed flying dragon and you who are stronger than him. As long as I can succeed, I don't mind using any means." The tall and thin John said with a smile.

"Shameless scum, without the dignity of being a strong man." Beside, Jiang Wuyan said angrily.

"Haha, Flying Dragon in Tsing Yi, these are not important in the West." John smiled, and looked at Wu Tao again, "But I'm curious, who are you to be so powerful?"

In fact, after last night, he was very curious about Wu Tao's identity.

However, time was running out. After being taken out of the police station by Sun Xianchao, he began to arrange to deal with Jiang Wuyan, and he didn't have time to investigate at all.

"My identity, a coward like you is not worthy of knowing."

Wu Tao shook his head lightly, and rushed away suddenly.

"Humph!"

John snorted coldly, and disappeared into the darkness again.

Although Wu Tao had killed three corpses in just a short moment, there were still four left. He didn't think Wu Tao could continue to use such terrifying attack methods one after another.

Sure enough, the moment he hid, four corpses moved at the same time, surrounding Wu Tao.

But this time, Wu Tao did not dare to continue to attack with all his strength as he imagined, and could only resist with his flexible body skills.

But within a moment, it became overwhelmed.

"Boss Wu, I'm here to save you." Seeing this, Jiang Wuyan snorted coldly.

Dodged and rushed over.

But at this moment, the figure of John appeared and stopped Jiang Wuyan.

"Don't be in such a hurry, let me play with you." John laughed and waved towards Jiang Wuyan.

Jiang Wuyan's face suddenly changed.

He was injured by the corpse one after another, especially the previous punch, which hit him hard on the back. With such an injury, how could he be against John, who was already evenly matched?
In less than a minute, he was at a disadvantage in the fierce collision.

"Haha, Tsing Yi Flying Dragon is nothing more than that."

John laughed loudly, and slammed his fist on Jiang Wuyan's body.

Jiang Wuyan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down.

In a hurry, I couldn't even get up.

John sneered, dropped him directly, and came to the battle group between Wu Tao and the four corpses.

This duel has gone on till now, and the losses are so heavy, it should be over.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists violently, about to deal the final blow to Wu Tao who was cornered.

But at this moment, Wu Tao's aura suddenly soared again.

The energy around him was rolling, and the terrifying force almost dispersed the black night sky, and even the four corpses were forced to keep retreating.

"How could this be?"

John was shocked and immediately stopped his figure.

But at this time, Wu Taohong looked over: "True power can never be obtained by hiding behind the scenes."

After the voice fell, he rushed towards John like a rocket.

"what!"

John let out a strange cry, and his figure exploded back.

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