Village Doctor's Magic Hands

In the simplest way, there will be a siege against Qingtian society. Ten snipers will be on standby at any time. Whoever takes the lead will fight anyone, whether it's a guild member or the boss of the guild. No one will stay!

At present, Zhao Sanjin alone knocked on the big iron door of Qingtian club. The banging sound shook his ears, but Zhao Sanjin still knocked very hard, giving people a feeling that he was obviously looking for trouble.

Soon, someone came out of the security room to open the door for Zhao Sanjin. Just after opening a gap, the witness was ready to scold impatiently. Unfortunately, a bullet had penetrated his head before the words were exported.

When the gun rang, the sniper behind Zhao Sanjin perfectly interpreted this sentence. The gate has been opened, and more than ten people behind Zhao Sanjin have quickly shuttled into the nest of Qingtian society.

Sure enough, in less than three seconds after Zhao Sankin and their hiding place, a large number of people swarmed out of the factory.

Yes, this is a deserted factory, but it is still brightly lit. If this place is the residence of Qingtian society, Zhao Sanjin can guess what Qingtian society depends on to make a living!

Poison! This is a dangerous industry with high profits and high risks.

Raise the gun. Zhao Sanjin holds a 95 automatic rifle, and one bullet reaps the other party's life. At the same time, the ten sniper guns outside are like a surging river, swallowing many people in an instant.

In just one minute of fighting, the other party lost no less than 50 people.

"Captain, be careful, the other party has a bazooka!" in the headset, the condescending fire dragon was able to see the situation in the factory clearly, and immediately reminded Zhao Sanjin and all the heads.

"Bazooka?" Zhao Sanjin really felt that he had heard wrong, and then shouted, "back first!"

"Boom!" after Zhao Sankin rolled twice and ran out of his hiding place, a loud noise mixed with a pile of sparks rose rapidly. If Zhao Sankin hadn't moved so fast, it is estimated that Zhao Sankin would have been directly cremated by the fire

"Withdraw quickly!" Zhao Sanjin roared loudly, and his body flashed out of the wall behind him!

Everyone, at the command of Zhao Sanjin, retreated out of the factory carefully and ran away quickly.

Naturally, in the face of Zhao Sanjin's escape, the people of qingtianhui naturally wanted to seize the victory and pursue. However, less than 100 meters away from the factory, Zhao Sanjin and his party quickly hid and launched a counterattack again in the face of the pursuers behind them.

This time, not only Zhao Sanjin and more than a dozen of them, but all the people holding rifles and pistols are here. Those members of the Qingtian society who ran in the front and thought they could kill Zhao Sanjin all of them, even if they dreamed that Zhao Sanjin and they would ambush outside.

"Fire dragon, you fucking hurry up and find out the rocket launcher for me and kill it!" Zhao Sanjin looked at the situation that suddenly a shell flew out and loudly ordered everyone to lie down. He was also putting pressure on the fire dragon.

Among the "Sirius team", Zhao Sanjin is the most powerful sniper gun player, followed by Huolong. If Huolong can't find the other party's hiding place, the other snipers are no exception.

"This is his grandmother's..." the fire dragon roared angrily, directly holding batray in his hand and struggling to search around the factory.

At the same time, Zhao Sanjin quickly followed the crowd behind him through this moment of chaos, looking for a reliable opportunity to sneak into the factory.

There are few people left in the empty dam in the plant, but there are still people in the plant. It seems that they are afraid that Zhao Sanjin will break through the wall at any time, so they protect it strictly.

The Xuanjin in his body was brought into full play by Zhao Sanjin. His palm supported the wall, jumped down and moved skillfully. Even if someone in the factory saw Zhao Sanjin's figure one second ago, he didn't know where it was the next second. That feeling was really like a ghost.

"How many people are there in the factory?" Zhao Sanjin asked through his headset.

"The thermal imager shows that there are about 30 people!" the fire dragon replied quickly.

"The sniper left the fire dragon alone, and all the rest were pressed over to me, so were Sookie!" Zhao Sankin went up alone. It was certainly impossible. It was estimated that he was directly hit into a plug at the moment he went in.

"Yes!" after receiving the order, everyone quickly approached Zhao Sanjin, and the 20 members of the "Sirius team" made a rapid summary except the fire dragon.