Yu Xing quietly touched the intersection, where two Red Turban soldiers were standing guard.

Yu Xing slowed down and leaned quietly over. When he was about five meters away from the intersection, he suddenly rushed out. The two Red Turban soldiers were startled. After reacting, before they could shoot, Yu Xing had already reached out to tie the neck of a Red Turban soldier. The dagger in his hand pierced into his heart without hesitation.

The dagger in his hand was pulled out, and then he threw it out without hesitation, hitting the throat of another Red Turban Army.

"Swish~"

Two corpses fell to the ground, Yu Xing pulled out his dagger, carrying sticky blood. He glanced at the footsteps on the ground, and the tank surrounded the left.

"Wash your neck and wait for me, rat."

Yu Xing shook off the blood from the dagger and inserted it back into his scabbard. He chased to the left.

"Tell me where others are going!"

Frank roared in the communication channel, "You are just over 300 pigs, waste, so many people can't catch one person. Even if you blow up the entire factory and crush it to me, you will still pull him out of hell!"

"Bang!"

As he finished speaking, Frank clenched his fist and smashed his posture on the front stage in front of him.

He was riding in an armed tank, except for a driver and a gunner, Frank personally took on the observation hand.

"Where are you?"

Yu Xing lay on the roof of a factory building, holding a telescope in his hand, and more than one tank was passing by in his field of view. But he couldn't confirm that Frank was sitting in the tank.

While the other party is looking for him, he is also looking for him.

This is a game of cats and mice, but it is still unclear who is a cat and who is a mouse.

Yu Xing was very patient. He just had to wait for the task to be completed, so he was not in a hurry. While staring at the tanks with a telescope, he still kept holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Although he didn't lit it, as a sniper, he knew that smoking was too harmful at this time, but it was also comfortable to hold it in his mouth.

"Um?"

Yu Xing frowned, and a tank suddenly stopped in an empty square. The cover of the side seat suddenly opened, and a familiar figure came into view.

Frank poked out half of his body from the tank, sat on the cover of the warehouse, took out a cigar from his arms, and ignited it without any haste. Because of the dry and stuffy inside the tank, his forehead was covered with sweat.

His casual eyes kept firing around and finally stopped in the direction where Yu Xing was.

"Ha...trap." Yu Xing smiled. Frank was lying to himself. He probably discovered his intention. He simply bet on his life with him. Yu Xing used a telescope to sweep the situation around the tank.

Around the square, there were about three armed tanks that Frank was riding in. There were about three M1A1 armed tanks and less than one hundred Red Turban soldiers, about one-third of the total force.

"It's so tempting, you know I can't help it."

Yu Xing smashed the mouth, took out the lighter in his pocket, and lit the cigarette. After smoking the cigarette, he went to take Frank's life.

"It's really a hell, where are people going?"

"By the way, why do we listen to that European?"

"Shh, this kind of words will be killed if you hear them."

Three Red Turban Army soldiers were holding AKs and wandering around the square, unable to help but whisper. Frank was able to command this Red Turban Army entirely by killing General Odu’s remaining power.

"Tsk, you can hear it again...Ghada!" Before the Red Turban Army could finish his words, his arms had already clamped his neck, twisted it suddenly, and fell to the ground with the sound of bone breakage.

The other two Red Turban soldiers were stunned for a moment, and after they found that their teammates were behind, they turned their heads and looked at them habitually.

They were greeted by a sharp dagger and a palm that was like a tiger's claw. The blade first slashed the throat of a Red Turban Army, and blood splattered everywhere. The other hand also grabbed the neck of the last Red Turban Army.

"Da da~"

But Yu Xing underestimated his desire to survive, and even raised his gun when he was almost dead.

He held the dagger's hand, immediately put away the knife, and knocked the muzzle at AK with the handle, causing the muzzle to move to one side. But the Red Turban Army still pulled the trigger before his throat was cut off.

The gunshots sounded, and Yu Xing's position was instantly exposed.

"Where is he!"

In the Red Turban Army's team, someone pointed at Yu Xing from afar.

The storm-like gunshots and bullets swept immediately. Yu Xing cursed secretly and suddenly turned over and hid in a factory. The Red Turban Army behind him chased after him. Yu Xing retreated while turning around and shooting.

Every time he turned around, he only shot, but the effect was surprisingly good.

The Red Turban Army, who were rushing to the first row, all fell down, leaving more than a dozen bodies blocking the factory entrance.

This factory can be said to be the largest in the Huaji factory, which can accommodate 500 people. As soon as Yu Xing rushed in, he immediately threw all the things that could be knocked down on the road in the middle of the road as a bunker and obstacle.

I rushed to the third floor without hesitation.

"Chain the exit, he is inside." The commander of the Red Turban Army ordered.

Although the Red Turban Army was a miscellaneous army, there were still basic disciplines. I immediately responded to the order and blocked each exit. Then, a team of more than a dozen people began to check every room in the factory.

A Red Turban Army searched forward carefully and suddenly felt something flashing in front of his eyes. He was stunned for a moment and looked up. His pupils suddenly shrank, and on the roof of the factory, time bombs with red light flashing were extremely conspicuous.

The numbers on the bomb are quickly regressing, five, four, three...

"Oh……"

Yu Xing smiled, shot and smashed the glass on the third floor, and jumped down without hesitation.

After landing, he used rolling to remove the force. Although it was still painful, Yu Xing gritted his teeth and immediately evacuated to the distance.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

Sudden explosions sounded behind him, and the flames of explosion rushed out of the windows and doors like giant pythons. The entire factory collapsed instantly, and hundreds of Red Turban soldiers were buried in the ruins. Yu Xing was not in the mood to watch this magnificent scene. He was still running, not because the real man never looked back at the explosion, but because two tanks had already chased him.

The two armed tanks, side by side, almost blocked the road in front of them, with a speed of fifty miles, charging towards Yu Xing.

"Depend on!"

No matter how good Yu Xing has a good temper, he can't help but swear.

"Boom~"

The main gun barrel of the armed tank slowly turned, Yu Xing's face changed and he turned towards a small alley.

"Bang!"

The explosion rose behind him, and Yu Xing's figure rushed out, his face full of dust, but nothing big happened. He shook his dizzy head and quickly got up again.
Chapter completed!