Chen family monster

Chapter 33

(This should, it seems, be the last Chapter 3, two chapters left, end.)

The thick iron plate collapsed inward in an instant, and Chen Ping, who had already started the final battle, waved his hand. Behind him, thirty second-hand black Audi engines roared at the same time. Straight into the castle.

In an instant, gunshots rang out.

The castle manor, which covers an area of ​​more than one mu, has obviously become today's battlefield. It is divided into five areas, east, west, north, south, and the center. Dozens of vehicles rushed into the castle, crushing it crazily. , Those who can participate in today's general attack, the most disadvantaged on weekdays are the elites who are used to shooting moving targets. There is nothing to say about marksmanship, and the crowd in the castle is very dense. Even a blind man can shoot bullets into the opponent's body. The godfather's castle, which was full of majesty and power, turned into a hell on earth in an instant, and people fell almost every moment, including their own people and enemies.

The charm of war stems from the indomitable tragedy, so any abnormal war, when it is in progress or after it is over, is an unspeakable heroic scene in the smoke, either with sound or without sound.

More than a dozen Saber members all got out of the car. Just a few seconds after getting out of the car, two of the most elite members were struck by dense bullets and fell to the ground. The two blond-haired and blue-eyed team members who followed the national division to fight, stepped into the battlefield for the first time after just finishing the death training. Before they played a big role, some people fell down and did not get up.

The gunshots rang out again, people were wailing, life and death were so close for the first time, and most people at this time depended not on strength but on luck if they wanted to live.

Chen Ping, who took off most of the throwing knives from his body and replaced them with magazines, his face was as calm as water, neither happy nor sad, nor angry. The ghost hand hidden in his mouth trembled slightly, and finally slipped into Chen Ping's hands. Mr. Chen took off his coat , tied the ghost hand on his junior, exposing the densely packed magazines all over his body, Chen Ping sneered, took out two pistols from his waist, and looked at Ye Tingtao and Ye Leng standing beside him. , tilted his head, there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes, and even his tone of voice became stiff under this situation: "Go on.,-"

The national teacher of the Warring States Period, with ghost hands on his back and double guns, entered the castle.

Two powerful pistols that most people don't have submachine guns vibrated continuously, the bullets poured, the gun was fired, the clip was changed, and the gun was fired. Repeated mechanical movements, but with astonishing precision At this speed, blood flowers are constantly blooming, and the national teacher who plays with guns is the real god of death.

Ye Tingtao, who was not much better than using a knife in this regard, was even worse than Ye Leng, but he was still eager to kill, his eyes were red.

What is human nature?On the battlefield, when death and blood dance, killing others and surviving is human nature.

Saber, Warring States, and the elite of the Ye family, with less than forty left in a short period of time, followed closely behind the three of them. They appeared in the past, rushing left and right, and rushed directly to the center of the castle.

A short western man suddenly jumped out of the crowd, with exceptional agility, he directly approached Chen Ping's body in the chaotic battle, uselessly, with a blade in his hand, he slashed at Chen Ping directly.

Ye Leng, who was extremely sensitive to assassination, had a cold look in his eyes. He held a gun in one hand, and already had a dagger in the other hand. He moved forward quickly, and the hand holding the gun quickly tightened the opponent's neck, and the dagger suddenly pierced into the back of the opponent's neck.

Blood spattered and fell on his body and face, which was extremely warm.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Amidst the non-stop gunfire, Chen Ping suddenly started running, his pace sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes big and sometimes small, like a ghost. He took the lead, and Ye Tingtao and Ye Leng behind him also moved at the same time. Dodging bullets is not a big deal. As mysterious as the movie said, to put it bluntly, it is a matter of reaction speed. It is not difficult for a person to judge the direction of a bullet while running at high speed, so as to control the speed of running and make effective dodge.

The three of them walked in the front, stopping and stopping, fast and slow, like a snake. Whether it was the Warring States period, the saber, or the elite of the Ye family, they all stumbled and stopped, although it was funny, but the speed was invisible. Quite a few, and the casualty rate began to drop.

Chen Ping, who changed the first magazine along the way, remained calm, aiming, shooting, and advancing. The blood on his head and face made him look ferocious like a devil, but he never wiped it from the beginning to the end. Looking at the blood Sushe, watching his life disappear without stopping his footsteps, for him who has fought and fought on the European battlefield for three years, to be soft-hearted in this situation is to be irresponsible to himself and the people behind him.

In the west, in the north, in the east, you can faintly see that your own people are also rushing left and right. The formation led by Ye Pojun and Ye Podi is the most embarrassing. At this time, there are less than 30 people left, all of them are members of the dragon team The number of phoenixes and dragon souls led by Zhang Sanqian and Ye Polu was about the same as his own. Although Dongfang Ye Pocheng had the fewest number of people, it had the best equipment. whole.

And the mafia cannon fodder that besieged Chen Ping and the others had gradually decreased, and they were all scattered and turned into corpses, lying on the ground.

Shocking, real blood flowed like a river.

After finishing all the magazines on his body, Chen Ping finally rushed out of the cordon, and gathered on the square in the center of the castle together with other people rushing from three directions.

There was no scene of anyone making fun of anyone, all covered in blood, even Ye Pocheng lost his former demeanor and was panting slightly.

In front of the central square, less than [-] steps away, is the real Godfather Castle, and flattening it means the complete end of the mafia's rule.

The Warring States Period, Saber, the two troops have a total of 36 people, and now there are just over 20 people left, and the Saber troop has lost nearly half of it!

Phoenix lost eight people.

In the Queen's Club, there are four of the six old people left, and almost none of the strong people below the sixth floor.

Dragon Soul is almost scrapped.

There are nearly 30 people in the two dragon groups, and now there are still ten left.

There were hundreds of Ye family elite fighting strength before they came, but now they add up to no more than a hundred.

A group of people stood in the square, but there were less than 200 people, and everyone was bloody, and many of them were slightly injured.

But in the end, he rushed here to live up to expectations.

Chen Ping and Ye Pocheng raised their guns to the sky at the same time.

Everyone's hands were raised, and at the same time, they pulled the trigger and fired into the sky.

The sound was magnificent, echoing in the most supreme place of the underground society in Europe.

Snapped.

Chen Ping slammed the two guns in his hands together on the ground, and suddenly pulled the ghost hands tied on his back. The blade slashed across, drawing a big bloodshot streak on Chen Ping's junior, but he didn't feel it at all. The blade is pointed flat, and the blood-red blade is sharp.

The Warring States period, from the beginning to the present, how many crises and desperations have been encountered in Europe in the four years, from the beginning to the end, counting the national division, there are 24 people, but today, there are four missing for no reason. They are not Chen Ping's subordinates are all his comrades in arms, his brothers.

Chen Ping's eyes were bloodshot, he held the handle of the knife firmly, and said in a cold tone: "Kill! With the sound of gunshots and blood, pay homage to the souls of the dead!" You can search for "Reading Books" in Baidu to find the latest update of this book!