Chapter 84 Life hangs on a thread

"Nima!"

Aung San looked at the vehicle whizzing behind him and quickly got out of the car.

He ignored the bullets coming from the front and ran desperately to the side of the road.

Just as he was about to hide in the shelter, he heard a sharp brake sound behind him.

He was so frightened that his hair stood on end and his scalp tingled. He regretted not bringing Flash.

But the car was moving too fast and I couldn't keep my foot on the pedal.

With a clang, Aung San flew out straight up like a kite with its string broken off.

After gliding in the air for more than ten meters, it fell heavily to the ground.

The qi and blood surge up between the chest and abdomen and gush out from the mouth and nose.

Severe pain swept through my body, and only a strong feeling of dizziness remained in my blank brain.

As he was dying, Aung San tried his best to use his remaining willpower and sighed:

"Big idiot!"

After saying this, he glared, kicked his legs, and the whole garden started to feast!
"Oh no, boss! Aung San is dead and the team is almost gone!"

"What? What did you say?"

Zhao Feng, who was commanding from the rear, had tears in his eyes. He asked in disbelief, "How many people are there on the other side?"

In order to form his own private army, Zhao Feng spent a huge amount of money.

Aung San was the armed captain of a mercenary group he hired at a high price.

All along, this team has been conquering all over the world and helped him gain a foothold in Manchester City.

It is his absolute weapon to ignore the law and make unlimited money.

Maybe we can't catch up with the armed military and police in the country, but at least we can break through the siege and escape death.

How come they suffered heavy casualties and were defeated just after being sent out? ?

Could it be that the country has made up its mind and sent a large number of troops to attack the border?

Facing the hysterical Zhao Feng, the henchman who reported the news felt a little guilty and avoided his eyes and said:
"Boss, there seem to be only three people blocking the door!"

"Fuck you!" Zhao Feng kicked the henchman to the ground.

He totally didn't believe it. "Three people defeated Aung San and his men?"

"No, boss. Aung San was hit and killed by one of our own people."

The horseman lay on the ground, not daring to move, and explained tremblingly:

"Their car was blocked halfway, and the car behind them rushed too hard, so they all crashed into each other."

Zhao Feng stared at him intently, remained silent for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Bring me the RPG!"

There were only three people at the door, and he immediately understood his situation.

If you don't rush out while there are few people around, you will definitely not be able to escape later.

This RPG is his hidden weapon, which he never uses under normal circumstances, but now he has to use it.

Halfway through the journey, the wrecked vehicles formed a natural shelter.

Zhao Feng and his men hid at the back, watching the men falling one after another, staring at the dark door with lingering fear.

There were indeed not many people from the sound of gunfire, but they were like ghosts in the dark night, mowing down their own troops one by one.

At this time, he was also bloodthirsty. He picked up the RPG himself and suddenly opened fire at the pickup truck at the door.

"go to hell!"

The shells spewed out blazing flames, accompanied by whistling smoke, like a flash of lightning across the sky.

Liang Yu, who was the first to become alert, had his pupils constricted. Between life and death, he threw himself towards Su Yan beside him without hesitation.

“Get down quickly!!”

Before Su Yan could react, Liang Yu held her in his arms and pressed her tightly under him.

On the other side, Wang Qiang was fighting fiercely and did not hear Liang Yu's reminder.

With a loud bang, the pickup truck burst into flames and soared into the air!

Under the strong impact, Wang Qiang was blown several meters away.

The rifle on his body was also blown into pieces and scattered around in a mess.

The air was filled with smoke and smelled of burning and blood. Blackened clothes were attached to his torn flesh, and flying shrapnel pierced his skin and cut his muscles.

Thin streams of blood oozed from the broken body and twisted limbs.

After the shock, Su Yan, who was intact, opened her eyes and pushed Liang Yu away.

She asked tremblingly: "Liang Yu, are you okay?"

The huge shock caused Liang Yu to lose consciousness for a short time, accompanied by severe tinnitus.

He looked at Su Yan blankly and couldn't hear anything.

Enduring the strong feeling of dizziness, he shook his head violently, trying to regain consciousness.

Suddenly, he saw Wang Qiang in the distance.

He lay on the ground motionless, with large pools of blood flowing from under him.

"Wang Qiang. Brother Qiang!"

He struggled to stand up, staggered over, and held up Wang Qiang's bloody face, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang, damn it, the mission is not yet completed, hurry up and stop being lazy!"

puff~
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Wang Qiang slowly opened his eyes, "I'm fine, catch Zhao Feng!"

After barely uttering a few words, he fell into coma again.

Liang Yu felt a lump in his throat and raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, but the more he wiped, the thicker it became and he couldn't wipe it clean.

"Yeah, it's okay, nothing will happen. Zhao Feng can't run away, so cheer up and don't sleep."

After detecting the other party's weak pulse, he had a bad feeling and thought that Wang Qiang was in danger this time.

His consciousness immediately entered the system, opened the mall interface, and found the product [Adrenaline], which was priced at 80 system coins per unit.

I checked the system balance and found that there were still 230 system coins, which was enough!

I decisively bought two bottles of [epinephrine], and used the remaining balance to buy a bottle of [glucose water] priced at 50.

After completing the payment, Liang Yu felt his clothes become heavy.

When I opened my pocket, the items I bought were clearly visible.

Due to limited conditions, he opened the bottle cap and fed the glucose water directly into Wang Qiang's mouth, and also injected an epinephrine.

After watching for a few seconds, a magical scene happened.

Although Wang Qiang did not wake up, his weak pulse was gradually getting stronger.

Feeling the vigorous beating, Liang Yu felt relieved and was extremely grateful to the system.

On the other side, Zhao Feng and his men were approaching the door.

Su Yan hid behind the broken pickup truck and fought hard alone.

Liang Yu gently put Wang Qiang down, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a strong murderous aura emanated from his body.

He pushed the remaining adrenaline into his veins.

Then I felt my heartbeat gradually quickening, my breathing became rapid, and a strong sense of excitement rushed straight to the top of my head.

It seems as if endless energy is bursting out of the body.

Picking up the AK47, Liang Yu shouted loudly and rushed towards the door frantically!
"kill!"

"If you hit me, my brothers, die!"

No cover, no dodging, no tactics at all.

Liang Yu rushed forward like a young man and exchanged fire with the enemy.

The rifle in his hand was like a fire snake, spewing out raging flames.

The bullets whizzing out seemed to have eyes, and every shot killed people.

Zhao Feng and others were shocked by his fearless aura.

In a short while, they were beaten to the point of abandoning their weapons and weapons and retreating repeatedly.

The miserable Su Yan finally got a chance to catch her breath.

But she saw that Liang Yu seemed to be possessed and was still rushing into the garden with a gun, and she was so anxious that her heart was pounding.

"Liang Yu, come back soon!"

(End of this chapter)

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