The machine gunner and several other gangsters who were on guard on the roof of the car were alert at the same time.

But Chen Fan's speed was too fast, like a ghost flying from the roof of the car.

The muzzle of the heavy machine gun rotated too slowly, and the machine gunner let go of his hand, pulled out his pistol and fired.

Several others fired at the same time.

However, when Chen Fan landed in the carriage of a pickup truck, he dwarfed and suddenly disappeared from their sight.

Ta-ta.

Bullets hit the cabin of the pickup truck, making a clanging sound and shell casings flying everywhere, but there was silence over there.

The Vulture Team hiding in the workshop also came out.

"He's in the Great Wall pickup truck in the middle. Tigers and planes, you can outflank him!"

Someone ordered.

The gangsters cautiously began to outflank the group of cars, going around both sides of the row of cars.

The machine gunner finally turned his gun and held a grenade in case of any eventuality.

Even so, beads of sweat still broke out on his forehead.

As a machine gunner, he saw Chen Fan driving in, dodging rockets, passing through the hail of bullets, and then deliberately crashing the car into a guardrail to avoid it.

Then it rushed up from the slope like a ghost, and its various behaviors made people feel that it was inhuman.

Even if the superiors warned that the opponent would be difficult to deal with, it was shocking that a team of more than thirty people carrying heavy firearms could not take down a single person.

He was too nervous to wipe away his sweat. He firmly held the handle of the heavy machine gun with his palm, searching for Chen Fan.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his hair standing on end and tilted his head suddenly.

Because he was condescending, he saw Chen Fan quietly appearing behind the Tiger Team.

"Tiger beware!"

The machine gunner turned his gun and shouted a warning.

However, it was too late. Chen Fan appeared like a ghost behind the Tiger Team. After a few dull sounds, the team members fell down.

Tiger reacted quickly, turned his gun and fired, but in a flash, Chen Fan disappeared between the two cars.

They drove up to block the highway, leaving space in the middle for people to pass.

Now, this space is like a death zone.

The machine gunner didn't have time to fire, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a sense of fear arose in his heart.

Others immediately ran to support him.

The next moment, gunfire sounded.

Several gangsters who came to support had been shot and fell to the ground.

They are not careless, they are extremely vigilant, and will react immediately to anyone who appears in their sight.

But what they couldn't stand was Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was named the Invincible God of War, not only because of his commanding ability, but also because he started as a soldier, and his military qualities were not comparable to those of them.

The machine gunner quickly turned his gun again and prepared to fire.

But this time it ended there. All he saw was the muzzle of the gun being raised in his sight, his eyebrows hurting, and everything in front of him turned into darkness.

His fear finally disappeared at this moment.

The other people who were at a high point on the roof of the car moved quickly and shot at Chen Fan.

But Chen Fan's figure had disappeared and he was hiding behind a car.

The row of cars they used as a barrier to prevent Chen Fan from escaping was originally a very simple terrain, but now it turned into a maze.

A middle-aged man in camouflage uniform was searching around, and suddenly there was a pop and his head exploded.

"He's on the east side, outflank him!"

The commander of this group gave orders sternly, but the fear in his eyes became more and more intense.

So far, their team of thirty-eight people has been reduced to nearly half.

The problem is, now they can't even touch Chen Fan's shadow.

Not to mention killing Chen Fan, it is better not to be killed by Chen Fan now.

He gritted his teeth and jumped into the bed of a pickup truck.

This was the pickup truck that Chen Fan had disappeared from before. He took a closer look and saw that one side of the pickup truck compartment had been opened. This was how Chen Fan slipped down and disappeared from their sight.

"Damn it!"

He was filled with hatred and cursed.

Just after he cursed, he heard another gunshot.

I hurriedly ran over the roof of this row of cars and saw another team of five people all lying in a pool of blood.

"Eight o'clock, front of the white car!"

An observer discovered Chen Fan's traces.

The commander looked up and saw that the observer was lying on his back and had been shot in the center of his eyebrow.

He was furious.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt extremely dangerous and rolled off the roof of the car without thinking.

With a snap, a wisp of sparks appeared where he originally stood, and the bullet penetrated the roof of the car.

"Damn guy!"

The commander threw away his rifle, pulled out a Desert Eagle, crouched down, and quietly moved along the side.

He gave up command.

In this case, command is meaningless, all you have to do is kill the opponent.

A death order was issued from above, and the target must be killed. If he failed, he would die if he escaped, so he had no choice.

If you die here, at least your family will be treated well and your pension will not be less.

Click, the gunfire rang out again.

ah!

A scream sounded out, accompanied by exclamations of surprise.

Then the exclamation suddenly stopped.

The commander had a sullen face and accelerated along the convoy.

When he approached the position, he did not show his head to shoot. Instead, he held his breath and made himself silent.

The opponent is too powerful and terrifying, and his only chance is a sneak attack.

Immediately afterwards, gunshots continued to sound.

There are those who have their own people, and there are those who should be targets.

This is easy to distinguish. When the target shoots, it will be fired in bursts, and a bullet will never be wasted.

But correspondingly, the bursts of gunfire became increasingly sparse, which meant that fewer and fewer of his subordinates were alive.

Finally, he got his chance.

In his ears, bursts of gunfire rang out not far from the left side of the truck in front of him. Three shots were fired in total.

The location is no more than ten meters.

In his mind, the corresponding distance and environment emerged, including the location of the target.

Just waiting for this moment, he took a light step and aimed his gun at the predicted position.

But that location was empty and there was no target figure.

Error in judgment?

The commander immediately moved his eyes and saw Chen Fan a few meters away from the established position.

He immediately moved the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The desert eagle vibrates.

One shot hits!

The commander was overjoyed and continued to pull the trigger without thinking.

However, Chen Fan flashed and disappeared.

Looking up, he could see a pool of blood under the light of the car lights, and his heart suddenly became excited.
To be continued...