"Haha, I still know how to work together! It seems that these guys are not useless. The gunman who came this time seems to have two tricks."

Liu Jianming was in a deep stomach and crawled at the bottom of the table. He lifted the tablecloth and happened to have a dining car in front of him.

He rushed to the dining cart, his stomach lying on the table. Due to the inertia, the dining car began to move quickly from west to east.

Scarface was directing his subordinates to try to surround the tea cabinet, but the enemy actually emerged from the side, lay on the car, and the wheels rolled straight.

The gunmen were shocked and caught off guard...

Liu Jianming had a Boreta 92F pistol in his left hand and a Chunta P9 pistol in his right hand. He combined the two guns and fired continuously!

"Bang bang bang bang bang--"

"Bang bang bang bang--"

"ah!"

"Wow!"

"Oh my god!"

Screams kept ringing, and a group of gunmen were shot and knocked to the ground, and the blood of sin stained the brown wooden floor red.

Scarface was so scared that all the dead were lit. Fortunately, he flashed in time. Damao and Ermao fell straight to the ground, their bodies were bloody, their eyes widened, and they stared at themselves, which was creepy.

"Ah--it hurts so much! It hurts so much!" He covered his crotch with his three sides, rolling all over the ground, and the red liquid flowed in his fingers. He was so desperate that he was hit by the male's vital point, and he couldn't die for a while.

My scar face regretted my intestines turned blue. This enemy is not a "weak chicken" or a piece of cake". It is obviously his demon.

If you know, you will have to increase the price by at least 100%!

Such a difficult deal is really not something that humans do...

Fortunately, there are reinforcements led by the boss himself...

Scarface feels a little relieved. When the boss sees the enemy's strength, he will definitely agree to increase the price. Otherwise, if so many brothers die, he must fight with him.

The dining car crashed into three tables in a row and stopped.

Liu Jianming rolled out of the car, crouched, and quickly replaced the two magazines. There were still a lot of them in the space inventory. If he wanted to use ammunition to make himself shut his eyes and wait for death, it would not exist at all.

Scarface winked at Xiaojiu.

Xiaojiu nodded, immediately leaned out and shot twice.

When Liu Jianming heard the gun, he immediately shot him.

"Wow!"

Xiaojiu screamed for a while and then stopped abruptly. A peanut-sized blood hole on his forehead was emitting blood. With a "thump!", he died at the feet of Scarface.

Scar's face was as beautiful as earth, and he didn't believe in evil in his heart, so he picked up a teacup and threw it over.

Liu Jianming pulled the trigger violently!

"Bang!"

The tea cups shattered into pieces in mid-air.

Everyone was shocked!

With such a powerful marksmanship, no one who survived dared to show his head.

What Liu Jianming wants is this effect, first shock them, and then calmly retreat with tactical skills.

He crouched on the ground, moved quickly to the back of the flower pot with small steps.

There, Naoko Kura was huddling her head against the wall and shivering.

Seeing that Liu Jianming was safe and sound, she was immediately overjoyed and said with lingering fear: "Liu Sang, you're fine, let's run away and leave here quickly."

Who knows-

The Bereta 92F pistol in Liu Jianming's right hand sounded "Damn!" and pressed against her forehead. The residual heat of the muzzle had not yet disappeared, and it was a bit hot.

Naoko Kura was so scared that she suddenly became at a loss. She trembled her lips and couldn't even say clearly: "Why... why...I..."

Liu Jianming: "Who asked you to lead me here? Say!"

He had already seen it, and it was obvious that it was planned for a long time. So many people were ready to ambush themselves in advance, which must be related to the grass-piercing and naanzi.

"I don't, I don't..." Kusako Nao was already crying.

Liu Jianming guessed that she must have been used, but it is still unclear who was instructing her.

Although this wave of enemies has been suppressed by himself at present, I don’t know whether there are any reinforcements.

So I have to take her away first and force her to ask the mastermind behind the scenes before talking about it.

"Follow me!" Liu Jianming scolded, grabbed her arm and pulled it to the stairs.

Kusakura Naoko didn't resist and followed him.

Scarface was unwilling to let the enemy leave. He touched his hand on his waist and suddenly felt a bala (grenade).

He was happy, "I'm going to blow you up to death!"

So, he immediately bit off the pull-up ring with his teeth, threw it over with his hand...

Who knows-

Liu Jianming protected Caocai Naozi behind him, and his right hand Boreta 92F pistol suddenly shot out a white flame.

His long-range combat power is now as high as 11.3, which has exceeded the level of unity of man and gun.

When Scarface threw Bala out, he suddenly regretted it. With an impulse just now, he forgot about the enemy's shooting skills.

immediately--

With a "bang!", a bullet hit the surface of the grenade.

The surface of the grenade cracked and a dazzling yellow light burst out.

Liu Jianming pulled the grass and crunched the stairs and ran down the stairs.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded in the air, and fragments flew around.

The tea hall was like a hurricane, all the tables and chairs exploded out, and some even broke through the glass and flew to the outside street.

The scar face was the first to be cut by several metal pieces, and was dripping blood and almost invisible.

"You have to add more money, three times more, five times more!"

Scarface shouted in his heart that the serious injury made him speechless.

Outside the teahouse.

The number of black sedans stopped.

Kusarara rushed down with a bunch of black suits.

The wreckage of tables and chairs flying out of the window on the third floor and the melon-eating crowds who fled out of the teahouse made everyone realize the tragic situation of the war.

"Go!" Kusararo shouted and rushed into the teahouse with a huge Frank PA-3 shotgun.

Liu Jianming just led Cao Kui Naozi down the stairs to the west of the second floor. A small flat head holding a Japanese-style Six-4 automatic rifle rushed up the east stairs.

There are stairs on both sides of the teahouse, which can be up and down.

"Stay still!" Liu Jianming scolded, pushing the grass-fruit and rapeseed into the small utility room, and at the same time he flashed to the back of the potted flower bed.

Next second—

"Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang!"

The heavy shooting sounded, and the muzzle of the Sixteen-four automatic rifle flashed wildly, and the body that controlled its owner kept shaking.

"Chirrible!"

Mars splashed everywhere on the surface of the flower bed, the porcelain body disintegrated, and the soil inside kept falling off.

“Seventeen,”

"eighteen,"

"nineteen,"

"twenty!"

The magazine capacity of the Japanese Type 64 automatic rifle is twenty rounds.

Liu Jianming counted silently, and when he reached "twenty", he suddenly jumped up from behind the flower bed.

Flying horizontally from left to right, volleying two guns in a row!

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!"

"Ah! Ah——"

Xiao Ping's head screamed, his whole body trembled unstoppable, and his blood was almost beaten into a blood sieve. He threw away the Type 64 automatic rifle and killed him on the ground.
Chapter completed!