Genius commoner

Chapter 342 There is heaven and earth in it
The driver fell to the ground with an arrow, and the audience fell silent.

Countless long arrows shot out suddenly, as if they wanted to cover the sky and block out the sun, but the cold night took the lead to take away this effect, so the countless jet-black long arrows shot out at high speed seemed to vent the long-standing dissatisfaction Generally speaking, all the vitality in the world was smashed, turning this gloomy church into the most overbearing and dangerous place.

Contrasted with this terrifying momentum, there is also the fierce whistling sound of long arrows tearing through the air. These sounds represent the strength of the sharp arrows, and also represent the fierce killing intent. In the intensive long arrow attack, it was almost impossible to survive. Before the six enemies had time to retreat, they were shot into hedgehogs.

Long Jian roared: "Be careful."

Thirty long arrows shook the air, and under the relentless shooting of the attackers, they ruthlessly covered the panicked crowd, and immediately sprayed four or five streams of warm blood, accompanied by superimposed screams. They fell to the ground during the retreat, including three short men holding military thorns, who were either dead or injured and fell to the ground, making the gloomy church even more terrifying.

Without stopping at all, the attacker pulled the mechanism again, and another 28 blood-feather arrows were shot out. The sharp arrows disappeared in a flash, and there was still a shrill scream.

Surrounded on both sides, shot in the middle, and five people fell to the ground again.

The two vans and the Jinbei bus were also shot by the sharp arrows, leaving shocking arrow holes in Dangdang, and several windows were broken, leaving the ground full of debris.

"avoid!"

Dragon Sword flashed a sharp sword, slashed forward suddenly, and a long arrow landed with a click. Then, she swung the short sword in a circle in front of her, blocking the sharp arrows that were shot at her one by one, or Split in two, although the long arrow didn't hurt her, but Long Jian's face became serious, the power wrapped in the long arrow was quite astonishing, like a machine launch.

The sound of the long arrow falling to the ground sounded, and the dragon sword swung away all the long arrows that were shot at him.

It's just that although she has superb swordsmanship and agility, the injuries she suffered in the past have not yet healed, so after swinging more than a dozen long arrows, she felt a little pain in her chest. Strength, Long Jian's current physical condition is somewhat unbearable, even Long Jian is in this state, and the rest are even more difficult.

A muffled groan sounded, and a disciple of Qinglong Qinglong reluctantly swung away the third long arrow, and couldn't help taking a step back.

At this moment, a long arrow pierced directly into his chest, splashing out a large stream of blood. The long arrow nailed him to the ground with a knife, and the blood flowed. Before he died, he raised his head slightly, trying to identify the The whistling sound was heard, but another long arrow was shot, this time directly piercing half of his neck, and his vitality was instantly extinguished.

When he fell, a short man was also nailed with three arrows, like a hedgehog.

"Everyone hide behind the car!"

Long Jian issued another command, and she felt pain in the tiger's mouth. She hadn't fully recovered from her injuries, so she didn't try too hard. After rescuing a companion from the gate of hell, she rolled out like a ball and hid in the golden cup Behind the forum of the bus, he took out two sharp darts with his left hand at the same time, preparing for a life-and-death confrontation with the attackers.

At this moment, Ruan Polu was staring at the direction where the sharp arrow pierced through the air, holding a military thorn in his hand, he calmly swept down the long arrows that were coming at him. But Ruan Polu didn't show any seriousness, the military thorns were like chopsticks, he pointed out casually, every time he raised his hand, a long arrow would fall to the ground.

His fragile body, in the rain of arrows, was like a leaf, moving lightly, but he was never injured by a sharp weapon. While protecting himself, he was able to kick out a few corpses and use them to save the lives of the rest of his companions. Backing all the way, blocking all the way, with indescribable calmness and strength, soon, he was close to the Jinbei bus.

"Damn it! Cow!"

At this time, Mo Qixiong picked up a long arrow and wanted to shoot at Ruan Polu who was slowly retreating, but Ye Zixuan held him down and shook his head lightly: "It's not the time."

Mo Qixiong put down the copycat Heavenly King Bow with a face full of regret.

After five rounds of arrow rain, only a small half of Long Jian and Ruan Polu's men remained, about 15 people, and the rest fell to the ground either dead or injured. With thirty masked men, he rushed out from the ambush with a scream and swung a machete to kill two cars full of white powder.

Seeing that the other party was about to rob the goods, Long Jian stood up suddenly and waved his dagger: "Kill!"

The surviving dozen or so people immediately brandished their weapons and charged at Red Nose and the others with murderous aura. Although they charged very quickly, they didn't mess up their formation, advancing like a stream of blue dragons. Seeing the ferociousness of the remnants of the enemy, Qinglong's eyes narrowed, he took two steps back and shouted: "Block them!"

Twenty Yumin people rushed out from the team, wielding their machetes to face Longjian and the others, and snatched this batch of white fans. In addition to the 2000 million final payment, there was still [-]% of the white fans. How could they not risk their lives?

Wearing soft armor and fully imported machetes, they have a monstrous fighting spirit.

The two sides collided quickly, machetes and military stabs kept colliding. Both sides were ruthless characters who died for money. The numbers were evenly matched and the strength was almost the same. The fight was hard to distinguish. In conflict, there are no tactics or tricks at all, it is life and death.

Whichever side has the strongest individual combat ability, the balance of victory will lean towards that side.

When Ruan Polu looked at the scene in front of him and frowned slightly, he saw a disciple of Qinglong Qinglong being slashed by a masked enemy. The moment the weapons collided, the thin knife was cut in half by the machete. Ni, just as the knife was broken, the machete fell on the neck of Qinglong Qinglong's disciple, and the latter fell to death in a pool of blood with a scream.

Another companion raised his military thorn to resist, but his knife was broken and his hand was broken. The blood spurted out on the spot, and the companion uttered a scream and rolled on the ground.

It's just that the screams haven't completely ended, a knife slashed mercilessly on his neck, the masked enemy is very ferocious, and they habitually make up the knife after being cut down, from Ruan Polu's perspective, they are not inferior to him at all, splashing and flowing around The blood had turned into a red mist of blood, and the thick bloody smell made everyone even crazier.

It's just that Ruan Polu didn't join the battlefield, he looked around more, as if looking for something, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

A Yumin man rushed towards Longjian, swung his machete and slammed it down vigorously. Longjian waved his hand to block it, and the sword collided in mid-air, only to hear a loud noise.

The Yumin people fell and flew out, spurting a mouthful of blood on the way, and Long Jian also took a step back, slightly surprised to see the gap in the sharp sword.

Seeing that the dragon sword is so powerful, three masked men ran over, breathing hot air from their mouths, and slashed out machetes like wolves and tigers. One sword, Dang Dang Dang!The sound of metal collisions sounded, and the enemy's son felt a pain in his mouth, and then retreated with a thump.

When they were shocked, Long Jian had already rushed over.

With a wave of the dagger indifferently, the two immediately fell to the ground screaming, kicked backwards at the same time, and the other fell to the ground.

Ruan Polu, who happened to be standing beside him, lowered his military thorn, and mercilessly pierced his opponent's throat. Then he looked at Longjian coldly, and said in a neutral voice:
"Didn't you say there is no danger? What's going on now?"

He coughed lightly: "Remember, we have completed the transaction, and you have to pay regardless of whether there is any work on this batch."

Ruan Polu obviously felt that there was something in it, so he said in advance: "If you renege on your debt, I will never let Qinglong Qinglong go."

He spoke slowly and softly, but he gave people an invisible conviction that he would do what he said.

A smile appeared on Long Jian's face, and he took up the topic softly: "Mr. Ruan, please rest assured that the money for this half-ton cargo will not be less than a cent for Mrs. Jin."

"Even your personnel losses, we will also compensate you."

When Ruan Polu remained silent and didn't speak any more, Long Jian turned to stare at dozens of masked men and smiled grimly: "There are quite a few of them, and the weapons are excellent."

"Ye Gong's Beijing branch, I'm afraid the old boss will overwhelm him."

She also tilted her head slightly to Ruan Polu: "Mr. Ruan, you are just a little boy, why do you need to take action?"

Seeing that more than a dozen subordinates were not enough to wreak havoc on each other, while Ruan Polu narrowed his eyes, Long Jian suddenly blew a whistle. Following this signal, the luggage compartment of the Jinbei bus slowly opened, and the doors opened again. There were more than 20 people in a driver's bus in an instant, each of them appeared with a shield and a machete.

They swiftly surrounded Red Nose and the others, and immediately got stuck on the wheels of the van.

Ruan Polu looked at Longjian, his eyes gradually turned cold, he knew that tonight, he and his companions became the pawns for Longjian to put on the stage.

At the same time, in the gloomy church, hundreds of men in different costumes also quietly appeared, flashing their weapons and silently leaning towards the center of the fighting. Half of them were holding gleaming machetes, and half of them were holding earthen shotguns. The gun's lethality is not strong, but the range of damage is huge. With a single shot, hundreds of sand and iron burst out, which is absolutely unrecognizable.

The faces of the red-nosed and the others changed drastically when they saw this. The original madness gradually cooled down under the deterrent of fifty guns...

In the distance, Mo Qixiong was slightly startled, and exhaled in a low voice: "Sure enough, there is an ambush, Ye Zong pitted us."

While Ye Zixuan was examining the situation in front of him, Long Jian snatched a gun and shouted: "Listen, Ye Gongzi, put down your weapon and surrender, if you dare to resist, you will be shot!"

While screaming, she pointed at an opponent and ruthlessly pulled the trigger.

boom!There was a loud noise, and a masked man screamed and fell to the ground.

Wounds all over the body.

(End of this chapter)