Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 182 Who dares to touch me, Mark Lee

Little Liumao bent his back, and the moment he crossed the road, he quickly rushed to a pit that had already been locked, hiding himself.

"bang bang bang"

Where he walked, bullets hit the concrete floor and sparks flew.

"Puff puff."

Xiao Liu wiped the perspiration from his forehead, adjusted his state with his mouth and nose panting heavily.

This method of breathing was told by Zhong Wenze.

When a person is running fast, breathing through the nose and mouth at the same time is much easier than breathing through the nose only, and the battery life will be longer.

Five seconds later.

Xiaoliu breathed steadily and climbed out of the pit, lying on the ground perfectly hidden in the grass, and slowly crawled over to the position where the gun was shot in the forest.

The night is deep.

The bright moonlight shone on the ground, and nothing could be seen.

The third and fourth had also lost Xiaoliu's position, so they could only shoot twice at the location where they shot in the forest, and then hid themselves again.

just now.

Whether this person in the mountain can be eliminated depends entirely on Xiao Liu.

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on the sea.

A motorboat galloped towards the shore.

"Da da da"

The man in the windbreaker held guns in both hands, and swept left and right at the position on the first floor. The Mini-UZI gun spewed out flames, and the powerful firepower instantly covered the entire first floor.

The vented bullets hit the walls of the houses, and pieces of broken white putty powder were lifted off. The glass windows were in front of the bullets, fragile and vulnerable.

The fuel tank of the car that was originally parked in the yard was pierced by flying bullets, and the gasoline inside flowed out, ignited by the sparks that were rubbed off, and the fire spread instantly, and then spread to the entire body, catching fire and exploding.

"Grass!"

Selah roared, and immediately rushed to the bunker in the yard: "Lie down! There are people coming from the sea!"

No need for him to say.

After hearing the gunshots, the other three people fled to the side bunkers one after another.

In the first round of charge, the middle-aged man whose right hand was interrupted leaned against the wall to pant, before he had time to react, the bullet pierced his chest, and the wall was stained red with blood.

His body shook a few times, and he sat down on the ground weakly leaning against the wall. He failed to survive the first round of fire and was killed directly.

"buzz"

The motorboat quickly docked.

The man in the windbreaker dropped the empty UZI in his hand, quickly went ashore with a canvas bag, and hid behind the big reef directly in front of the house.

He bent down, took out a Remington from inside, and moved the barrel of the gun very skillfully, leaned forward and shot directly at Sera who was hiding behind the cover with the cat waist.

Serra and the others, who were about to counterattack with their probes, retracted their heads again.

"Bang bang bang!"

The man in the windbreaker didn't aim at all. He rolled the barrel of the gun and shot one after another. After quickly firing a wave of firepower to suppress him, he switched to an Ingram, pulled the trigger, and shouted into it: "Aze, I Come, don't be late!"

"no!"

Zhong Wenze grinned, and carrying the Remington, he walked slowly down the bombed and mottled corridor.

The originally bombed-out corridor made a dull sound of rubbing against gravel as Zhong Wenze stepped on it.

Just a moment.

The battle situation that originally encircled the upstairs from the downstairs turned into a situation where the upstairs and the outer courtyard surrounded the first floor in an instant.

"People are coming down!"

Listening to the voice in the corridor, Sera subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun to aim at the corridor, and directly pulled the trigger: "Grass mud horse, Zhong Wenze, you fucking dare to be old."

Not finished yet.

"Da da da"

The rapid gunshots exploded in his ears, and the burst of sparks forced him to shrink his head back behind the bunker again.

But their situation is extremely uncomfortable.

There are people in front and behind.

Especially outside, there is obviously only one person, but the threat of firepower is no weaker than Zhong Wenze's side.

"I heard that you are veterans from the country of MD, are you all so powerful?!"

The man in the windbreaker emptied the bullets with a shuttle, retracted his body and quickly replaced the emptied magazine, and the old man who was biting the cigarette ash in his mouth did not drop it, and said in a deep voice: "It only took three months to sweep Most of the Bai F market in Saigon, isn't it?"

With red eyes, Sierra looked at the windbreaker that flashed past her sight: "Who the hell are you!"

"Mark Lee!"

The man in the windbreaker changed the magazine and fired the gun, aiming the gun at the location where Sera was hiding: "People on the road, if you want to save me, call me Brother Ma!"

"Brother Ma?!"

Zhou Kehua and others upstairs heard the news, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at Zhong Wenze, looking for the answer: "Brother Zeze, this person outside is actually Brother Little Ma?!"

"kill!"

Zhong Wenze raised the corner of his mouth, wiped his neck, and quickly pressed down downstairs.

"Mark Lee?!"

When Sera heard this sentence, his whole face changed, and his voice suddenly became sharper: "Mark Lee, why are you back? Isn't it in the pier of Xishawan, where you ran away and don't know your whereabouts?!"

"It seems that you don't give me face!"

Ma Keli's tone sank, he pulled the trigger and swept forward, approaching directly without fear, and quickly hid behind another stone, closing the distance.

"damn it!"

Sela hid behind the bunker to guard against the situation at the stairs, and said with sweat on her forehead: "What does this matter have to do with you, why did you want to get involved?"

"Looking at the entire Saigon district, who the hell dares to touch me, Mark Lee?!"

Ma Keli roared incomparably domineeringly: "A Ze used to hang out with Brother Hao, if you touch him, you really bully my older generation in Saigon?!"

"Mark...Little Ma!"

Sera wiped the sweat off her forehead, and shouted in a low voice, "Don't worry about this matter, I'll give you half of the white F line in Saigon."

Serra and his MD gang, as a latecomer and outsider, have already analyzed the market on Saigon Road.

The reason why they chose Saigon District to take root is because this area, the top few people on the road, have become a thing of the past, so they chose this place and quickly jumped up.

But now Mark Lee's sudden appearance had to make him afraid.

Although this fierce man did not have the same military background as them, his combat effectiveness was no weaker than them.

"You give me half?"

Mark Lee sneered, and said with great disdain: "Our Saigon market is also divided up by our people, and it is not up to you foreign bereaved dogs to get involved!"

"You guys don't have that qualification!"

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

Mark Lee emerged from behind the stone, holding an Ingram in each of his left and right hands, and frantically hugged the three of Sierra who were hiding behind the bunker in the middle of the yard.

in the corridor.

Zhong Wenze walked down with the Remington in his hand, raised his gun and aimed at the three people behind the bunker, and fired directly.

"boom!"

Powerful fire coverage.

Before Zhong Wenze appeared, Sierra and the others risked their lives and quickly rushed to the room on the first floor, continuing to hide behind the bunker in the yard, with only one end.

dead!
(End of this chapter)