Gunshots kept ringing, but the six wolves sitting on the ground could no longer participate in the battle.

Holding the gun, with helpless look on his face, Tang Yi's strategy and means in this battle were completely beyond their ability to deal with.

Not to mention that their skills are not the same as Tang Yi, they cannot be compared with combat experience alone.

Everyone didn't speak, they each had their own ideas.

And at this moment, Canglang suddenly heard some sounds in his ears.

"Who!"

Canglang was puzzled. The gunshot proved that Tang Yi and the Northwest Wolf were still fighting fiercely in the distance.

How could anyone get close to here?

So he turned on the strong light at the muzzle and shone it into the grass where the sound came from afar.

And just as the light reached, a man holding him appeared opposite him.

"Dadadada"

The other party's muzzle was murderous. At the moment of hesitation for a few seconds, Canglang had already pulled the gun in his hand.

Bullets roar out, and at this time, any threat will cause a fatal blow.

Whether in terms of reaction speed or shooting accuracy, Canglang has an absolute advantage.

"I'm not dead!"

The bullet hit the other party's chest, and he was stunned when he felt a pain in his chest.

Because that shot that would be completely fatal, but he did not fall into a pool of blood.

"Dadadada"

Although I don't know why I didn't die, the other party instinctively pulled the trigger.

However, his partner was faster than his reaction. More than a dozen drug dealers who rushed out of the bushes shot directly at the six people.

"careful!"

When Canglang realized that he was holding an exercise bullet, the other party's strike had already arrived.

He was about to fall into a pool of blood, and at this moment, a figure pushed the Canglang away.

"Puff"

The Mad Wolf's weapon was seized, so he was bare-handed.

When everyone instinctively fought back, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Seeing that Canglang was about to die under the opponent's gun, Canglang pushed Canglang away regardless of everything, but he did not avoid the opponent's attack.

Two bullets hit his body, one in his thigh, and the other directly hit his abdomen.

When he fell to the ground, the crazy wolf could not move at all.

"Mad wolf!"

By the time the Canglang got up, the Crazy Wolf had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"Brother, it hurts so much!"

The crazy wolf raised his head. As a post-90s generation, he was the youngest of all people here.

Blood kept flowing down, and the crazy wolf couldn't help but speak.

"Don't worry, I will take you out!"

Canglang grabbed the drag rope behind the Kuanglang tactical vest and dragged him all the way to the cover.

The guns in the hands of several brothers were all rubber bullets, and they could not compete with the other party's real guns and live ammunition.

With just one encounter, the crazy wolf was seriously injured. The demon wolf was hit by a bullet on the left shoulder, and the poisonous wolf's left calf was also injured by a bullet.

"what to do!"

The guns in his hand instantly became toys, and the wild wolf and the blood wolf looked at the Cang wolf.

"retreat!"

The bullets were merciless and they could not fight each other.

He reached out and put the crazy wolf on his shoulders, and he would not leave any of his comrades behind.

"yes!"

The weapon loses its function, but it cannot be discarded. He carried his teammates separately, and the three of them took the lead.

The escape here did not stop the drug dealers, and more than 20 drug dealers rushed out immediately.

"Master Eighth Master, the other party's bullet is rubber, not like a pursuer!"

At this time, behind the team, a man with a baseball cap walked to another slightly fat middle-aged man.

He handed him the bullet he picked up from the ground.

Master Eighth master pinched the bullet stained with red dye, and touched his head without a single hair with his other hand.

On the round head, there was a face full of flesh.

"These guys should be the men of the Wolf Warrior Team. They are practicing!"

The Eight-faced Buddha is a big fish on this line, wandering around here all year round.

My subordinates have also fought with the Wolf Warrior Team many times, and it can be said that they have lost their troops and lost their generals.

This time I put on makeup to get in to a local middleman, but I don’t want to be surrounded by the police.

The old Taoist finally rushed into the endless jungle to avoid it with his subordinates.

The mountains are high and dense, close to the border, so he can be free again as long as he turns it out.

"Then should we continue on the road or chase?"

The Wolf Warrior Team and the Eight-faced Buddha had a deep hatred, and the man in the baseball cap asked immediately.

"Let A Biao ask someone to chase me, and not let anyone go. Let's take a step first and leave here!"

The eight-faced Buddha's eyes turned, and the wolf who got it was now equivalent to losing its fangs. If he didn't take the opportunity to take revenge, he would probably have no chance in the future.

But he didn't want to take risks. After all, this is not his territory, so he must leave as soon as possible.

As the secret passage is getting closer and closer, as an old fox, he will never have any impulsive thoughts at this time.

This kind of killing matter was left to his subordinates, and he naturally had to leave first.

"No problem, I'll inform you immediately!"

The man in the cap turned around and left, and ordered to a one-eyed eyes with a middle-parted part.

"Don't worry, I will celebrate with the blood of the Wolf Warrior Team today. I've been chased all the way. I've had enough of it. You guys go first and celebrate when we go back."

A Biao patted his chest, leaving only one eye with a cunning feeling.

"The Eighth Master said, a head costs 100,000 US dollars, it depends on your ability. After the matter is done, don't forget your brother!"

After the man in the baseball cap finished speaking, he carried the gun wrapped in a cloth strip and turned around and followed the eighth master away.

"Brothers, today is our day to get rich. The Eighth Master said that one head costs 100,000 US dollars, enough for us to be more casual!"

One-eyed A Biao roared, and the group of minions around him were even more energetic.

Thirty or forty people immediately rushed over with guns and rushed to the escaped Canglang and others.

Even though they knew that they had unusable weapons, these guys had no worries.

Gunshots kept coming from the jungle, and the three people carrying three comrades on their backs did not go so smoothly.

"ah!"

Suddenly, blood gushed out of Canglang's legs.

A bullet directly wiped his calves, and he was lying on the ground with a crazy wolf on his back.

"Canglang, if this continues, we can't escape! I can't survive anymore, you guys can't leave!"

The crazy wolf lay on the ground, as if he was so angry that he was shot in the abdomen. He knew that his life would not last long.

"What are you talking nonsense? I will definitely take you out!"

Canglang gritted his teeth, turned his head, and endured the pain to catch the wolf.

"I really can't do it anymore. I can't delay everyone anymore. You guys go!"

The crazy wolf used all his last bit of strength to push Canglang away. He was no longer able to do it. He didn't want to drag others down.

"To be together!"

Canglang grabbed the crazy wolf tightly, comrades-in-arms, never abandoned, never gave up!
Chapter completed!