Yang Zhao and Ying Shisan threw the few people close to the small gate who were already limp on the ground and did not run for their lives with the others. The gunshots at the gate were too dense, and the bullets in their hands had been exhausted, so the two of them did not step forward. He just pushed the log table next to the small door to block the bullets.
Boss He breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at the casualties, when he saw several people rushing in from the door, ready to shoot with guns.
That was Bao Hong's subordinate.
Before the red-eyed Boss He had time to call out to his people, he saw a figure flash by, and the sword in his hand was icy cold, cutting the throats of those people in an instant.
Master! Absolute master!
"Outside!" Cheng Jia yelled, and pointed to the wall near the river where they were standing to Yang Zhao who turned around.
It was just made of bamboo and wood.
And from the gap in the wall, you can see those men coming up from the river, with the barrels in their hands raised against the wall.
"Run!" Yang Zhao shouted.
Gunshots rang out with Yang Zhao's shout, and the people in the bamboo house hugged their heads and shrank behind the wooden table.
Zhao Yinfeng hugged Ling Qingyu and rolled to the other side, Su Mu protected Cheng Jia with a bag of stones and followed behind him, Ye Shishi threw Mo Leilei and Hu Ye to the opposite side, and picked up the couple A Burmese man who was crouching behind his rock with his head in his arms threw his face away, and then slapped a stone with his palm.
The boulder shattered violently, and under the agitation of his internal force, the broken stone blocked behind the bamboo and wood wall like a wall.
The bullets fired from outside penetrated the bamboo and wood walls but were blocked by the gravel walls one after another. However, a few bullets still passed through the gaps in the gravel, drawing bloodstains on Ye Shiyi's arm.
Hearing Ling Qingyu's terrified cry behind him, Ye Shiyi's pupils flashed red, and he shouted, the broken stones shot out like sharp knives, beat the bamboo and wood walls into brushes, and shot It got into the men who came around from the river and shot wildly outside.
There was another gunshot outside the door, and the survivors looked at the door in horror, and saw two tall men walking in with a gun in one hand and two Bao Hong's men in the other.
Throwing the two unsightly guys at the door to the ground, He Li and Meng Su took Ye Shishi's place.
From the cracked hole, it can be seen that the boat has gone away, and all the people who stayed behind have been killed by Ye Shiyi's stones.
Meng Su threw the submachine gun to Yang Zhao who had run out of bullets, and untied the sniper rifle from his back.
With a jolt in his back, the man subconsciously threw his body down in the cabin, only to hear a few soft sounds, and several subordinates around him had blood holes in their heads and fell on the boat.
Sniper!
The man's heart trembled, those people... what is their origin
The vibration of the bullet piercing the air sounded again, the man grabbed the boat by the hook, turned the boat over with force, and floated downstream against the boat.
"Eleven!" As soon as Ye Shiyi wanted to chase him out, Ling Qingyu yelled and covered the wound on his arm. With a smile, Ye Shiyi turned his head and said, "Sister, I'm fine."
Ling Qingyu dragged Yan Qiying Shisan and Ye Shisan, and looked carefully, only to find that Ye Shisan had three scratches on his hands, so he let go of his heart, but when he looked at Ye Shisan again, he was as white and tender as jade. With three bloody mouths on his arm, he was angry and heartbroken, and said, "Those bastards!"
"Going downstream." Meng Su put away the sniper rifle, the river was winding, and the other side pushed another boat. The power of this gun is not enough to penetrate the ship's plank at such a long distance. Well, next time, you can consider changing the power bigger.
Yang Zhao took out his phone and called Ye Po. With Ye Po's ear strength, he should be able to detect the gunshot from here. He might be able to block that person by walking up from below.
Although the men moved quickly, there were still several wounded in the bamboo hut, lying on the ground and screaming, and Bao Hong was the one who screamed the most.
The long fork thrown by Yan Qi directly nailed through the root of his son's root, which had already been cut in half.
"Mr. Bao~" With a cold smile, Yan Qi stood in front of him and said, "How should we settle this account?"
"Stinky boy! How dare you blackmail me!" Boss He looked at the other injured people, and then went out to see that half of his own people were knocked down by Bao Hong's people (by taking advantage of his surprise). Half of the people were tricked into going back to the village by them, and they just rushed over now. When they came back, they stepped on the place where the fork was nailed.
Ow! With a bang, Bao Hong, whose descendants had all been cut off, had his eyes darkened and passed out.
"Benefactor!" The Burmese who sold stones to Ye Shiyi finally came to their senses at this time, and then saw that the place where they were hiding just now was already in ruins. If Ye Shiyi didn't throw them here, they would Now, like the wall of the bamboo house, it has become a brush. At this moment, when he regained his senses, he threw himself at Ye Shixi's feet and kowtowed vigorously.
Ye Shishi was about to act like a baby with Ling Qingyu and asked for an extra day of care, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by these people. Naturally, he was in a bad mood and gave them a hard look.
Ye Shishi was extremely beautiful. He had been wearing a hat and sunglasses all the time. Just now, in an emergency, he used all his strength. Under the agitation of internal force, the hat fell off, the sunglasses fell off, and his long hair was scattered. Ling Qingyu acted like a baby, with a pool of clear water brewing in his eyes, and his momentum was still in the stage of showing weakness (waving his tail with Ling Qingyu).
Such a stare, not to mention a bit of power, but also a little bit of grievance, cute, eyes like autumn waves, face like spring flowers, that appearance, made the hearts of several Burmese people jump suddenly, it is worse than the narrow escape just now It came intensely, and then chattered excitedly.
"What did they say?" Ye Shiyi asked Hu Ye impatiently.
"They said, in order to express their gratitude for your life-saving grace, you can take whatever you like among the remaining stones." The Burmese, who quickly recovered from his nympho, glanced at him. With a finger stretched out, Hu Ye said, "You can take a piece."
Because they have produced those top-quality jades, these Burmese stones are sold relatively quickly even though the price is not low (of course, half of the stones that were opened later made a small profit and half made a small loss. Judging from the broken stones on the ground, the stone that was broken on the 11th was a waste rock with no green at all), and now there are only seven or eight pieces left, all of which are relatively large stones, and the price is in the hundreds of dollars. Between 10,000 and 40 million.
If Ye Shiyi had chosen the largest one (originally third, now it is first), it would be more than 40 million.
Ye Shiyi pointed to the biggest piece without hesitation.