Super Devil King

"Why are you still here? Take these two men and leave this place immediately, to the support point! " Yang Xin shouted.

Yang Yue understood everything, the gunshots on the other mountains had already made her realize that this was a assassination attempt, a flame of death ignited in her body every second …

"Yes."

The roll call.

"Crazy woman, if you dare to stay here any longer, I'll f * cking put you on the spot. It's best if you don't cause any more trouble for me! "Scram!" Yang Xin shouted angrily.

Yang Yue's eyes flashed with tears, she stared at Yang Xin for a moment, then brought her own gun and bullets along with the other two as she rushed down the mountain.

The people below quickly rushed to the top of the mountain. Yang Xin immediately used his grenade and submachine gun to suppress them. In fact, Yang Yue did not know that those killers would not chase after them, because …

Those were not their tasks. Their job was to keep the warhead.

Inside the wooden house, a white man holding a metal box with a warhead gave a radio signal to the killers. The box was fine.

At the top of the hill, the angry Burmese rushed forward with their submachine guns. Now that their hostages were gone, they could be bombed at any moment.

Some of the people who were familiar with the situation had already led the white man away when the war started, in order to avoid the possibility of being followed by the other agents.

Yang Xin held onto his rifle, and quickly stabbed it into the forest, coming back from the back. Even if they had ten heads, they would not have imagined that there would be someone with such speed.

Furthermore, he did not escape under the gunshots of so many people. Instead, he walked back to fight them with his life on the line.

Yang Xin pointed his rifle at them and called them out one by one. They did not see scope s at night, but only used the moonlight to shoot randomly.

He was not on the same level as the enemy and hurriedly retreated.

However, their men had already abandoned them. Yang Xin was like a death god to their souls, showing no mercy as he raised his spear and shot them all down.

They were beasts with weapons, and Yang Xin only had one head, but they had a lot of them. Even if Yang Xin's bullets hit their heads, that would be fine.

If there was a leak, the bullet would enter his brain, turning the previous victories into cannon fodder.

The bullets that he had brought along with him was still sufficient. After shooting down the group, Yang Xin sat under a large tree root and counted the bullets.

There were ten of them, and five of them were for pistols.

The battle over here took no less than a quarter of an hour before it stopped. The dense sounds of gunfire in the forest returned to its previous tranquility. This tranquility already existed …

More than ten lives were delivered into the hands of the Grim Reaper.

Yang Xin did not immediately chase after them because there were still fish that had escaped the net, waiting for Yang Xin, the hunter to appear at the tip of his gun.

This fish that escaped the net was naturally not one of these unpopular Burmese people. At such a close distance, Yang Xin could hear any and every move they made. So Poplar

It was possible that the killer who had stayed behind was not far away.

Right now, there were still two hours before daybreak, so Yang Yue's side would definitely be safe. Yang Xin could only continue to fight that assassin.

The last shot was fired by Yang Xin, so Yang Xin's position was already locked on to the opponent. As long as there was any movement from the surroundings, the bullet would immediately come flying over.

After waiting for more than two hours, the sky was already bright. Yang Yue had already sent them all on the boat, and then walked back with weapons in her hands.

Abandon your comrades, especially not in this dangerous forest.

All along the way, she had thought of many things. This evil thing that he loathed, repeatedly sacrificing himself to protect himself, had melted her heart …

She didn't know why, but at this moment, Yang Xin was full of charisma.

Assassins had basic skills that special forces had. Apart from the tactics of most of the weapons used in the three regions of the sea, land, air and the sky, the most distinctive one was the assassin …

All of us have the patience of men.

For an ambush like this, he could quietly stare at you with the scope for three days and three nights, until a bullet entered your heart.

Daybreak, the sun sent the warm sun to the mountains. Looking around, this area of the Mekong River was lush and verdant. It gave the impression that there was a place in the motherland …

This was a great river, but the bloodshed between the strong and the weak continued to occur within this great river. No one knew how many souls were buried here.

Yang Xin and the hitman on the other mountain did not move at all. After two hours, both sides had the illusion that the other party had left early. I am here

Waiting?

Many assassins would have the same question after waiting for a long time. They would think about it in their empty minds. However, for assassins above [A] class like them …

They firmly believed in their eyes. No matter how long they waited, they wouldn't doubt their initial judgement. After all, this was the only support they had left.

Yang Xin once shot out a mirage in a more spacious place. This mirage was exactly the same as his, squatting right under the bush.

If he was not wrong, the enemy's scope was already pointing to that direction. Yang Xin smiled and waited there.

Waiting for his shot.

Yang Xin only did this because he wanted to find out which mountain the killer who ambushed him was on.

It was impossible for Yang Xin to shoot his rifle that far, so he had to find a chance to take out his M82a1 and find a position to attack.

He could only sneak behind the enemy and kill him with his dagger.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, with a slight movement of the pile of grass, the other party was able to see half of the Phantom Shadow's leg. A bullet was fired, and the sound of gunfire reverberated through the valley.

"Hehe, you've still been exposed!" Yang Xin laughed coldly and hid the Phantom Shadow behind a tree, causing him to appear injured.

Yang Xin already knew the killer's location, so he quietly crawled behind a pile of weeds, moving slowly. At the same time, he also let his illusion find an opportunity to lure the enemy away.

After all, the area that scope could see was limited. As long as they concentrated on one place, no one would notice them the other time.

Thus, Yang Xin smoothly avoided the muzzle of his gun and started to sprint towards the mountain peak that the other party was at.

This place itself was a drug-smuggling post in Wa Prefecture, and there were quite a few traps nearby. Without their help, they would have taken a certain route.

It was very possible that he had fallen into a trap.

However, with Yang Xin's speed and agility, he could avoid their traps. Just like those killers, it was fine if they were in the dark, but if they did not have those traps, then …

A map was something that would be very easy to find.

Not even fifteen minutes had passed, yet Yang Xin had already reached a mountain over a thousand meters away. Concentrating his sense of hearing, he focused all of the faint sounds coming from the mountain into his ears.

removed all the noise one by one.

But after waiting for a while, he heard the sound of metal colliding. Yang Xin could not be more familiar with this sound, it was the sound of reloading.

Their hands wouldn't wait until they were out of ammo before changing. This was a habit of theirs. They wouldn't let their opponent know how many bullets they had.

The sound was very short, and one could see how nimble it was. However, this short period of time was enough for Yang Xin to catch him at his current position.

Yang Xin laughed secretly. An existence at the peak of the mortal world would never be able to defeat a Cultivator who had the peak-level Mortal Realm tactics. This was the difference.

A true person does not possess the slightest bit of ability.

Yang Xin quietly made his way to the location, and very quickly, he saw a pitch-black barrel beneath a pile of weeds. The barrel was covered with many pieces of camouflage cloth, and it looked very far away.

Look, you can't tell at all.

His camouflage was extremely good as well. If Yang Xin didn't pay attention to the sound of his breathing and the sound of his heartbeat when he was near, it would be difficult for him to be discovered.