Village Doctor's Magic Hands

The fish belly began to appear white in the East, and the red mountains were like layers of ripples on the lake, but they were stained with gorgeous colors.

Lying on the big bed in the villa room, Zhao Sanjin was awakened by the sunshine from the window. He stretched his waist and sighed for a long time. Then he got up and went to wash.

Similar to Zhao Sanjin's practice, there are all the members in the hall. The rise of the sun means that it is time for them to fight back.

Zhao Sanjin, who had already appeared in the hall, looked at Si Le who was still sleeping, put a blanket on Si Le, looked at the Si que who was a little tired on the side, and said with a smile, "uncle didn't sleep well last night?"

"What's the situation outside the manor? Can we send someone to form an anti siege against them?"

"It's all right." Zhao Sankin nodded and said with a smile, "four people were shot down in a row last night. At this time, they probably still hide in the trees and dare not move."

"Commander!" six or seven o'clock in the morning is the sleepiest time of the day. Naturally, they become listless: "should we retreat? It's very dangerous for us to continue like this."

I don't know who put forward this statement, but it was recognized by most people all of a sudden. They echoed it together. Even the leader thought so at the moment.

"If you retreat, you may not be able to finish the task." as the commander of the mercenary, he is also suffering at the moment.

I thought it was a good plan to attack the manor at night. After all, they have limited manpower. If they have to kill gang members one by one, it is estimated that even if they can get in touch with the core people smoothly, there are few left.

Such a fight is not something they can afford if the base camp is not here. After all, the other party only wants sique and Si Le this time.

Even according to their investigation, the gang's people who are good at playing with guns can almost be described as few. If they play with sniper guns, they have nothing.

It is precisely because of this that they will choose to attack sique's manor directly, but what is the truth? But I was beaten in the face!

This night's action not only didn't catch people, but also made them lose four team members. The more important problem is that they hung on the tree at night. It's uncomfortable. In addition, if such news comes out, I don't know where the reputation will fall.

The mercenary commander who smiled bitterly also looked helpless, but slowly remembered, this can only blame the other party for the complete error of the information given to them. What can't play with guns? This fucking man last night can't play with guns?

"Withdraw!" finally, the commander gave an order.

For these mercenaries, if an action is unsuccessful, there will be no second time, because failure means death, but will more than 100 people commit suicide collectively for an employer who has given the wrong information?

The answer is no!

"Commander, hundreds of people are gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the number is still increasing!" when the commander decided to retreat, even Bartley had been completely disassembled, a message came from everyone's ears.

"This is to encircle us?" the head outlined a funny smile at the corner of his mouth and whispered, "then kill out."

In the head's opinion, they had been teased once last night, but today they can't let the other party play once anyway. What can't play with guns and what are experts in close combat. The head just wants to say two words at the moment, that's bullshit!

Each of them is a mercenary licking blood at the edge of a knife. They make a living in the rain of guns and bullets every day. They are very violent and have a killing mind that ordinary people can't compare with you.

The so-called gangs seem to be the king in a city, but in fact, in the face of a group of real mercenaries who are not afraid of life and death, the strength of the gangs will be greatly reduced.

"Rush!" the mercenary commander just said one word, but he had a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. In fact, everyone knows that this is the reason why the commander feels too oppressed and angry.

But even so, no one can deny their killing intention at the moment. After all, no one will be in a good mood after being played all night, not to mention these already violent mercenaries?

At the foot of the mountain, the number of people has gathered from the first 100 to more than 200, and then more than 300, but this number continues to increase. There are more and more cars or trucks parked at the foot of the mountain, and the number of people coming down from each car is also different.

But one thing can be confirmed, that is, their goals are the same, that is, the mercenaries in front of them!

Everyone was dressed in cloth, with almost uniform yellow skin and black hair, tall and vigorous. Everyone rushed up without any hesitation when looking at the mercenaries who had appeared on the road.

This is a hand to hand battle. Whether Zhao Sanjin, who is arranged behind the scenes, or the gang members and mercenaries fighting at the foot of the mountain, they all know this problem very well.

In the early morning, no one wanted to lead the police patrolling the city, because once this happened, it would be earth shaking. He entered with a gun and took advantage of the hegemony of the United States in the international community. The head of the mercenary Corps really believed that once they disturbed the order of New York City, the United States might directly send troops to Africa, The decision to kill their entire mercenary.

The head of the mercenary was the first to bear the brunt. When he punched out, he directly blasted a thug who also rushed in front to the ground. After making up a foot, he directly kicked it four or five meters away. I don't know how many ribs were broken in front of his chest because of this foot.

However, this is only the beginning. The number of members of the gang has reached 400. They fight one after another towards the mercenaries. The moves are in place and powerful. Although the moves of punching are ugly, they are a complete set of boxing techniques, and the fists are vigorous.

"His grandmother's, the close combat of these people is really like what the data say, and they can't be underestimated one by one!" the mercenary commander looked at the trend of one-sided combat. At this moment, he really wanted to cry without tears!

In front of the gang members, the pace was neat, completely ignored the people who had been crying, and still pushed slowly towards less than half of the remaining mercenaries.

The situation, in just half an hour, has undergone another startling reversal, which is something that none of the mercenaries ever thought of.

Especially at the thought of the name of their third mercenary, the name of the strongest mercenary in Africa was trampled on the ground, and everyone's mind was even heavier.

Forced by the members of the sect, all the people who had already reached the foot of the mountain were forced back to the top of the mountain!