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    Zhang Jian and the others, with their swiftness, immediately looked for cover and hid.

    A look of madness and excitement appeared in one’s eyes.

    Playing with guns?

    Then you’ve met your ancestors!

    These ten people, all of them are from the King of Soldiers, playing with the gun have played out calluses.

    More so against gunfighting than against melee.

    Zhang Jian raised his hand and gestured.

    The ten men put their machetes and daggers away, and with a smoke grenade each, they threw them.

    Bang!

    White smoke obscured their vision, and Zhang Jian and the others, running in a serpentine fashion all the way to the helicopter.

    Taking the gun, which had been prepared long ago, into his hands.

    “Hahaha, shoot you all through a sieve!”

    Lin Fei let out a shout, holding the machine gun with a burst.

    In no time at all, the gunmen fell.

    Zhang Jian and the others, on the other hand, were armed with submachine guns and utilized tactics to weave back and forth.

    Shooting on the run is surprisingly accurate.

    Each bullet will surely take a life.

    Even more frightening was the fact that a grenade was thrown every now and then, blowing up the gunmen.

    Ten men, surprisingly, played like a thousand soldiers.

    It made it impossible for the hundreds of gunmen across the street to even catch a glimpse of the man.

    In no time at all, there were many dead and wounded, and all were blindsided.

    “Asshole, asshole!”

    Cold Gun stood on the roof and watched the scene, jumping and cursing in anger.

    What is the origin of these ten people from the Underworld Palace!

    Even if the force value is against the odds.

    How come you’re such a terrible shot? You’re as good as a regular troop, aren’t you?

    How could he have known that these ten men were not only regular troops, but also the king of soldiers in the regular army.

    These killers who are only good at single combat and attacking and assassinating, what are they waiting for if they don’t die if they go head to head with the King of Soldiers?

    “Sniper, you’re eating shit!”

    “Kill them!”

    The sniper on the roof had cold sweat on his forehead.

    You think I don’t want to kill?

    The point is, these ten people have too much combat experience.

    It’s been in a tactical maneuver, running and shooting, and it’s almost hard to lock on.

    It was hard to lock on, and with a bang, the smoke bomb went off.

    A cloud of white smoke instantly blinded him.

    There’s simply no way to get started.

    This assassin, since he’d been a sniper, hadn’t been this stifled.

    However, seeing that Cold Gun was angry, he gritted his teeth and gave it a go.

    Even if you can’t hit it, you’ve got to fire a couple shots for good measure.

    Otherwise, Cold Shot would be dead if he suspected him of letting go.

    Bang!

    The sniper rifle rang out and the bullet grazed Lin Fei’s shoulder, startling him.

    Upon seeing this, Zhang Jian immediately bellowed.

    “Na, take out the sniper!”

    Without the need for Zhang Jian to say anything, Xiao Na threw away the submachine gun in her hands and cradled the sniper rifle behind her back in her arms.

    A tumble, through the smoke grenade, and no trace.

    Bang!

    Seconds later, a gunshot rang out.

    The sniper, a hunter-killer, tumbled right off the roof.

    A bloody hole in the forehead, blown out on the spot.

    Cold Shot was taken aback, not realizing that the other side also had snipers.

    Hurriedly, he jumped down from the roof, fearing that he would be locked up by Ona.

    Unfortunately, it was too late to realize the danger.

    His body was still in mid-air when suddenly there was a pain in his thigh.

    A direct shot lands for Na and he falls to the ground.

    Without waiting to get up, suddenly his body jolted and his head exploded!

    Again, by Kona, a shot to the head!

    As soon as Cold Shot died, the gunmen, all of them, panicked.

    Where are these ten men, as the chief said, lambs sent to the tiger’s mouth?

    It’s clearly the king of hell!

    If we keep fighting, we’ll all die here.

    Run!

    The morale of the killers, at once, went down in flames and there was no fighting spirit.

    Turning his head, he began to frantically run for his life.

    Unfortunately, this made them all living targets instead.

    By Zhang Jian and the others, they were shot at randomly and fell in pieces.

    All but a few dozen were lucky enough to escape, and the rest were all shot.

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