Brother Biao fell to the ground, his eyes slashed with unspeakable pain.

The cold wind poured in from the broken glass window, carrying the continuous flying rain. When the faint wetness brushed across Brother Biao's pale face, he immediately flashed with unspeakable joy, licking his lips like a long drought, and using his strength to enjoy the last beauty of life.

Perhaps, this is the ultimate rain in his life.

His thick heart was as if he had been hit by a train, and it was obviously deep and sunken, and even his clothes were shattered. The three places where he was shot were shot, as if blood was flowing out of the unblocked spring. He was like a fish without water, breathing in big mouthfuls.

As it became shorter and faster, the pupils began to show astigmatism.

Nie Wuming pulled out his dagger, stood in front of Brother Biao and spoke: "It's time to end!"

Brother Biao gathered his last strength to smile and said a few words with difficulty: "Yes, it's over. I can die at the hands of a powerful enemy like you. I will still be honored even if I die. Unfortunately, I will see you soon. You can never escape no matter what...!"

He wanted to finish his words but could no longer spit out the words, because death had dragged him to hell, and the thorns of his ribs into his chest were irrescue-

The blood had spread all over his body, dyeing a large piece of the floor red. It was already rare perseverance that he could hold on until this time.

Nie Wuming looked cold and replied indifferently: "Send you to you!"

After saying that, his right hand trembled, and the dagger was nailed into Brother Biao's throat. Blood splattered into the air and dissipated, as beautiful as the ephemeral blooming in midnight. When Chu Tian, ​​who had dealt with the enemy, came over, Brother Biao had already died with a chuckle on his lips, which showed that he was still very calm.

The room was temporarily in silence, but the sound of footsteps trembled in the corridor.

Obviously there are still enemies outside, and they are preparing to hide in the cover and fire a cold gun.

Just when Chu Tian was having a headache to get rid of the enemy, two or three gunshots came from the corridor. Amid the shrill and short screams, four or five panicked enemies rushed into the door. Although they didn't know what they were afraid of, Chu Tian still shot and knocked down the two guys without hesitation.

But when the third shot was fired, there were no bullets in the gun.

The enemy who reacted subconsciously raised his gun and pointed it at Chu Tian. Before he could pull the trigger, he found a black light flashing strangely in front of his eyes. The next second, they covered their throats and fell to the ground, and liquid kept gushing out between their fingers, and Tian Yangsheng stood in the middle with an expressionless face.

The black knife was dripping blood slowly, dragging a long shadow in the darkness.

Almost at the same time, several huge figures of solid figures flashed at the door, fierce and agile, and they were all holding weapons. Nie Wuming and Tian Yangsheng's conditioned reflex attacks were pulled by Chu Tian, ​​who was quick-witted and quick-witted: "Don't shoot, it's artillery and the others!"

Nie Wuming and Tian Yangsheng breathed a sigh of relief and lowered the weapon in his hand.

The few black shadows were originally aimed at Chu Tian and others, but when they heard Chu Tian’s shout, they immediately flashed out. The cannon wiped the blood on his face and said, “Young Marshal, are you okay? *** There are too many enemies. We can kill more than a dozen guys on the roof to get off!”

Chu Tian finally understood why the enemy was so panicked.

In addition to the precise marksmanship of artillery, more importantly, they have become bloody people, their faces and bodies have long been stained with blood, and they are so vivid that Guan Gong is just not sure whether the blood on their bodies is himself or an enemy.

Chu Tian exhaled and said lightly: "We are fine, are you okay?" Chu Tian raised his gun while speaking, and kept firing at the door. He shot seven bullets before stopping, and then added: "Aren't you on different roofs? Why are they all here?"

Although everyone didn't understand why Chu Tian fired the empty gun, they knew in their hearts that he must have a deep intention.

The cannon quickly walked to Chu Tian, ​​shook his head and said, "We are nothing serious. We just had some lottery on our bodies. We were worried about your safety and ran over. We encountered many enemies in the middle of the journey. The final result was that we killed them all, but unfortunately..."

Chu Tian's heart skipped a little, and he asked in a deep voice: "What a pity?"

The cannon hung its high head, like a frustrated rooster, answering: "We rushed to support without checking the surrounding environment. During the journey, two big brothers were blown into the chest by the enemy's sniper, but we eventually exploded the other party's head!"

"Young Marshal, it's all our fault, and we didn't protect them!"

Nie Wuming's eyes were slightly red, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Chu Tian exhaled heavily in a very sad mood. After these days, he followed the big circle of brothers and died. Everyone had already established a deep brotherhood, but he did not want the sadness to spread at this time, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, we will seek justice!"

Then he asked the cannon and the others: "Are you seriously injured?"

The cannon wiped the mixed blood flowing from his face, shook his head and replied: "We just wiped our faces and shoulders. The earth cannon was a little bit serious and his butt was cut. These enemies were so cunning that they were actually hiding in the ceiling fire cabinet in the corridor, so we were injured!"

Tupao covered his butt and exhaled heavily, saying, "I'm not in the way, young mentor, let's go quickly!"

A gust of cold wind blew in from outside the window. The coldness made Chu Tian wipe his face and clear his mind. When light shone in his eyes again, he shook his head firmly and replied: "We can't go out now. We don't know the situation outside. We can only rush out rashly and can only be targets for the enemy!"

"With Ouyang Wuhua's personality, there must be ambush outside!"

Everyone lowered their heads and thought for a moment, and nodded in one go to think that what Chu Tian said made sense.

The cannon held the short gun and exuded murderous aura, and took a step forward and spoke: "Young Marshal, what do you think you should do now? Should we just stay here and wait for support? But the communication frequency has been disturbed. I guess no one will save us before dawn? Why not kill us!"

Chu Tian chuckled gently. This smile made everyone feel relaxed because it contained confidence and indifference. Sure enough, Chu Tian said leisurely: "Don't worry, everyone, those shots I just fired were either purposeless, or made the enemy lose the ability to judge our life and death!"

Tupao touched his butt with his left hand and his right hand: "What does it mean?"

Chu Tian picked up a few guns full of bullets from the ground, and smiled at the same time, "If I guess well, Ouyang Wuhua must have installed a large number of cameras around the Jinshan Cemetery, and the corridors of the building were monitored front and back, otherwise he would not find us easily!"

Nie Wuming, who hadn't spoken for a long time, nodded and took over the topic: "What the young marshal said makes sense. Brother Biao and his team rushed to our suite when they arrived on the seventh floor. This means that they have already grasped our direction, but what I don't understand is, why didn't there be a camera in this house?"

Chu Tian held the heavy double guns and replied meaningfully: "Ouyang Wuhua's deployment is precise this time. He will not do anything to alert the enemy. If it is installed in the house and the administrator accidentally discovered it, wouldn't it be a bad thing? Besides, controlling the corridor is enough to monitor our whereabouts!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and the cannon then asked, "What should we do now?"

Hei Tie and others also looked at Chu Tian. For these bloodthirsty people, they were really unwilling to be forced to be so embarrassed tonight, so they all wanted to carry a gun out and kill the enemy without leaving any armor. Therefore, they always asked Chu Tian to take action, hoping to get the opportunity to charge.

Chu Tian waved his hand and told them to rest as he was a little restless, and said in a low voice: "It's very risky to rush out recklessly. We might as well stay here to lure the enemy's follow-up power, kill Ouyang Wuhua's elite, and then find a way to go out. As long as you kill dozens of people, it will be much easier!"

Nie Wuming frowned slightly and asked, "But how to lure the enemy?"

Chu Tian smiled faintly, and responded with a scheming and thoughtful response: "I didn't see that I fired seven or eight shots for no reason in the end. Wouldn't you let you go out? That's to create a judgment problem for Ouyang Wuhua."
Chapter completed!