Among the dozen or so people running away in the lake, there were many who were good at swimming. They swam very fast towards the cabin on the opposite side. Zhao Mingjie was nestled on the top of the tree and could see clearly. Every shot he fired was perfect. The rest were not good at water.

, and my courage was frightened, I froze and swam again, but the speed was obviously much slower.

Du Feng, Wen Laoer and others quickly rushed along the river bank. They had to get over before the people in the river swam to the other side, otherwise everything would be in vain.

Song Hu and others saw a few people splashing randomly in the lake, and they immediately became happy. They couldn't tell who was shouting among the noise. They took a long breath and waved their hands, and several of their brothers rushed to the little one.

At the front of the wooden house, people raised their guns and shot at the people coming towards them in the dark.

After the gunfire, several people sank to the bottom of the water, while the rest screamed for mercy.

"Don't shoot! Brother Tiger! One of our own!" The people in the lake were shocked. They suddenly found that they were shooting at them and shouted hurriedly.

Song Hu heard it, and it seemed a little familiar, so he quickly waved his hand to stop it.

"It's one of our own! What's going on?" Song Hu ordered his people to light up dozens of flashlights and shine them into the lake. Now he could see clearly that the brothers in the water were really one of his own, and the leader was the one who proposed to him.

Surrounded by confidants.

"Hurry! Get rescued!"

"Be careful!" A big man behind him suddenly threw Song Hu to the ground. He heard a gunshot from nowhere, and the bullet hit Song Hu's scalp, hitting one of his subordinates in the forehead.

Without saying a word, he turned over and fell down.

When Zhao Mingjie saw Song Hu showing up, he wanted to kill him with one shot. Unexpectedly, someone noticed in advance that the shot missed him, but instead hit a Japanese warrior behind him.

"Baga!" Seeing that his companion died tragically on the spot, the remaining r became furious, but at this time the opponent's bullets were like demons with eyes. No matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do. He picked up his companion's body and went back.

Escape among the weeds.

"Boss! Let's go!" Song Hu's men surrounded him one after another. He was so arrogant that he didn't even dare to raise his head. He bent over and bent his knees, with his head hanging down, and quickly ran towards the grass behind him under the escort of his men.

A loud "boom" exploded next to him, and the explosion rolled up layers of mud and slapped everyone's faces. Song Hu only saw a few men beside him prostrate on the ground, and streams of hot blood sprayed on him.

On his face, the whole person was almost frightened out of his wits.

"Where to run?" Du Feng stood on the high ground with the fully automatic assault rifle on his shoulder. Han Cheng and others had already pointed their guns at them. If they made a move, they would immediately go to see the King of Hell.

"It's you again!" Hei Lang's Chinese was really unflattering, and the anger contained in it made these three words shake into pieces.

The R's themselves did not believe in evil and thought that they could not control dozens of them, so they winked at each other and ran away. Han Cheng shot one by one, and the bullet was close to the back of their heads. The Tianling Caps flew away one after another, and blood spattered everywhere.

, fell to the ground one after another.

"Who else wants to run?" Du Feng smiled lightly, that smile was like the devil in hell roaring, it sounded shrill and terrifying.

No one dared to move again, dozens of people had lost any fighting ability.

"Don't put down the gun yet!" Wu Yi finally gained confidence and shouted loudly.

With the sound of several weapons falling to the ground, it was announced that they had formally surrendered and given up all resistance.

Du Feng lit up a cigarette, sat down on the pile of earth and rocks nearby, and said to Mr. Wen, "I'll leave it to you how to deal with it!"

Wen Laoer chuckled and aimed his gun at Song Hu: "Come out!"

Song Hu had no room for resistance and slowly moved out.

It is said that to get rid of the king first and kill Song Hu, then his people will inevitably become a ball of loose sand. Of course Wen Laoer understands this, and he also understands that Song Hu's people are completely frightened now. If they say that they

If he resists desperately, the people on Du Feng's side may not be able to control him at all.

"You dare to tease me? Damn it!" Wen Laoer put his gun to Song Hu's head and cursed fiercely.

Song Hu is not a bear bag. I am afraid there is no possibility of survival at this time. No matter whether he surrenders or is stubborn, he will inevitably die. It is better to die hard and maybe leave some reputation.

Thinking of this, Song Hu snorted coldly: "I have nothing to say, but I don't agree with you!"

"Don't obey me? Haha! Okay! He's a man!" Wen Laoer was already very competitive. He immediately threw the gun to Wu Yi, his arm shook, and he waved his hand to Song Hu: "Then I will fight with you alone. If you have

If you defeat me, I will definitely let you go unconditionally!"

"Are you serious?" Song Hu was slightly stunned and clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Come on! With so many people witnessing it, I, Mr. Wen, can't be fooled even if I keep my word!" Mr. Wen's eyes widened, and he was already ready for battle.

Song Hu was also relieved. After all, Wen Laoer was a well-known figure, so he would not go back on his word. He was not sure of victory, but now life and death were at stake, and whether he could survive had to rely on his own efforts.

Du Feng squinted at the two of them and shook his head secretly. Wen Laoer was certainly powerful, but Song Hu was definitely not a rookie. In his opinion, neither of the two had an absolute advantage. Anyone who was negligent would die.

It's hard to say who was injured.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two of them fought together. Wen Laoer's iron fist whirred in the wind, and Song Hu frequently dodged like a wild goose. Wen Laoer was even more angry when he saw that his fists were empty.

Veins bulged all over his body, his roar shook the sky, his fists and feet were raised, and he had a posture that could directly kill the opponent.

Song Hu naturally did not dare to fight hard. Whether it was in terms of strength or psychological advantage, he had no advantage at all. The only thing he could do was to avoid. His intention was obvious. He would wait until Wen Laoer's strength was exhausted before he took action.

By then, victory will be assured.

Of course, Wen Laoer was not a fool. He saw what Song Hu meant and cursed: "You are such a fucking bastard, trying to hide from your mother!"

Being scolded as a bastard in front of all the brothers, Song Hu finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his fist and punched Wen Laoer. With a "bang", the two of them took a few steps back at the same time. Wen Laoer shook his shoulders.

It didn't seem to be a big deal. But Song Hu was shaking his fist slightly, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Hehe!" Wen Laoer burst into laughter. I'm afraid no one who can fight with him has been born yet. If Song Hu hadn't had some skills, this moment would have been enough to break his fist.

The soreness in his fist made Song Hu feel angry and ashamed. He looked around. Just when he didn't know how to deal with the enemy, Wen Laoer came to kill him again. In desperation, Song Hu stretched out his hand to grab it from the ground.

Pick up something, wait until Wu Yi and others shouted to be careful, and pick up a handful of sand

It had been thrown towards Wen Lao Er's face. At this time, he could no longer avoid it and hurriedly closed his eyes. At the same time, Song Hu had already jumped up, crossed his legs and kicked hard at the side of Wen Lao Er's face.

The second child was kicked three times in succession, and his strong body fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

Song Hu was about to pursue him a few steps and kill him, but Du Feng hurriedly shouted: "Okay!"

Song Hu stopped where he was, with a proud look on his face.

Wu Yi and Scarzi helped Wen Lao'er up, and Wen Lao'er patted his head. Song Hu's steps were not light, and he felt a little dizzy.

"Can I leave?" Song Hu squeezed his sore fists and said coldly.

"I don't want to be enemies with others! Wouldn't it be better for everyone to be harmonious?" Du Feng chuckled and stretched out his hand: "Our conflict today is nothing more than money. As long as you are willing to keep the money, then you can all leave.

!”

Everyone under his command nodded to Song Hu. Money is something external to the body. If survival is the most important thing, what does money mean compared to life?

Song Hu gritted his teeth, nodded to his subordinates, and immediately brought out several large boxes.

Han Cheng stepped forward to check it and confirmed that it was all real money. He came back and nodded to Du Feng.

"You can go!" Du Feng waved his hand.

Everyone looked at him in disbelief. Their lives were originally hanging by a thread and they could actually regain their lives!

"Let's go, let's go!" No one cared about the other, they stood up and ran for their lives. At this time, Black Wolf and the remaining Japanese masters no longer tried their best. They knew very well that there was a sniper aiming at them at a certain position. Who was it?

If you dare to make any dissatisfied move, I'm afraid you will be killed on the spot in a second.

When everyone gradually moved away, Du Feng handed the gun to Han Cheng and came over to help Wen's second son.

Wen Laoer was already awake, but he was angry and remorseful, so he kept his head down.

Du Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw him like this, and comforted him: "No matter what, we shouldn't kill Song Hu today, there is still use in keeping him! Second brother just treats it as a personal favor, don't take it personally, forgive him."

Song Hu doesn’t dare to publicize it, otherwise he would lose face!”

Wen Laoer nodded, stretched out his hand to wipe the sand from his face, looked at the boxes of money again, and said with a smile: "It's worth it!"

"Pack up your things!" Several people started to collect the guns on the ground, and got dozens of good guns for free without spending a penny. Moreover, the other party gave away guns and money, which was a rare good thing.

At this time, Zhao Mingjie drove the car over, and several people threw their things into the car, got in again, and the car drove to Sun Huagui's villa again.

Song Hu and his men fled in a panic, gradually moving away from the danger zone. He stopped and took a breath, his expression was quite natural. Losing money in exchange for a life was a very worthwhile deal. Even if he used dirty tricks today

I defeated Wen Laoer, but I was still very happy.

He stared in the direction of the deep lake, raised his hand and waved to his subordinates: "Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, in front of all the brothers, Song Hu suddenly froze, and a column of blood shot up from his forehead. His eyes were wide open, and his body collapsed amidst everyone's exclamations.

land.

The face of the person hiding in the dark could not be seen clearly. He used a small-caliber pistol, probably the smallest caliber. Coupled with a silencer, no one heard the gunshot.

And this person's concealment method escaped everyone's eyes, and a living person just followed them without anyone knowing.

Everyone ran away in all directions, not daring to stop even a step further.
Chapter completed!