Tang Xiu smiled lightly and said: "You guys are pretty good too. I can see that these enemies are very powerful, but they don't have much ability to fight back in front of you. Get ready! Put away all their firearms and wait outside. The enemy comes to attack."
The wolf head hesitated for a moment and said: "Boss, I think it is better for us to passively defend than to take the initiative."
Tang Xiu shook his head, took out his cell phone and dialed Zhong Tiekui's number, asking, "How long will it take to heal?"
"Ten minutes at most."
"good!"
Tang Xiu hung up the phone, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said solemnly: "In ten minutes at most, the others will arrive. Let's defend first. If they attack immediately, we will fight back. I hate enemies coming to our territory, kill them." Our people. Therefore, we must keep all the invading enemies behind."
The wolf head said: "Boss, there are more than forty people in the Death Scythe organization. They have maintained this number for more than ten years. We have killed more than twenty of them, but you said there are more than forty people behind. I doubt that there will be more than forty people behind. There are more than just people from the Death Scythe organization."
Shark said in a deep voice: "All the people in the Death Scythe organization should be dead. We killed more than 20 of them before, and we killed more than 20 of them here. Therefore, the more than 40 people outside should be People from other forces.”
Tang Xiu said calmly: "No matter who they are, as long as they dare to shoot at us first, we will kill them. Remember my words, I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will repay them a hundredfold." "
Langtou licked his lips. He suddenly felt that following Tang Xiu, his future life would be very exciting. He was used to living a life of knife-edge licking blood and a hail of bullets. The torture of more than half a year of ordinary life had made him feel uncomfortable all over. Tonight is a new starting point for him to return to his wonderful days.
Outside the abandoned factory.
Yamamoto Ichiro held a telescope and observed the situation inside. Next to him, there was a masked woman with an excellent figure, her whole body exuding a chill. Behind the two men, four masked men in black clothes carrying Western swords looked like Japanese ninjas in TV series.
"Kaiko, your target is Tagore. I want to live, not die." Yamamoto Ichiro took back the telescope and said in a deep voice.
The masked woman said coldly: "If I can't complete the task, I will commit suicide."
Yamamoto Ichiro shook his head and said: "You don't have to make a promise. Remember, you are the only heir to the Yamamoto family and the future sect leader of Beichen Itto Ryu. You cannot die if anyone dies."
The masked woman was silent, but the determination in her eyes was extremely strong.
Yamamoto Ichiro sighed secretly, waved his hand and issued an order: "Attack, kill the people of the Death Scythe organization, and capture Yuan Zhengxuan."
moment!
There were figures in the night all around, sneaking into the factory silently. Their movements were very strange. They worked in groups of three and cooperated with each other. They soon arrived near the deepest factory building.
"Stop!"
Yamamoto Ichiro was still dozens of meters away from the factory, so he stopped and shouted through the wireless headset. In front of him, the bodies of two members of the Death Scythe mercenary group were still warm.
"They just died. There were wounds on their necks and their hearts were stabbed. Someone killed them with a Mitsubishi saber. There were footprints on the ground. Two or three people should have killed them. The other party was very strong, at least very good at assassination, because of this The two of them should be sentry." The masked woman said in a deep voice.
Yamamoto Ichiro said in a deep voice: "Check the surrounding situation to see if there are any mercenary corpses from the Death Scythe Mercenary Group."
"Report, found a body."
"Report, two bodies found."
"Report, found a body."
Through the wireless headset, the sound was transmitted to Yamamoto Ichiro's ears.
Yamamoto Ichiro looked a little ugly. He sent someone to keep an eye on the people from the Death Scythe organization. When he received the report, the people from the Death Scythe organization had returned, and there were only about twenty people left. He thought that Yuan Zhengxuan had been caught. Taking advantage of the heavy losses of the Death Scythe organization, he launched a surprise attack on them, so that he could destroy the opponent and become the final winner.
But!
The sudden change made him a little overwhelmed.
Ichiro Yamamoto thought for half a minute, then hid behind a big tree and shouted: "Tagore, are you still alive? I am Ichiro Yamamoto."
In the factory.
Tang Xiu frowned deeply when he heard the sound coming from outside. He turned to look at the others and asked, "Ichiro Yamamoto? A Japanese dwarf?"
There was a cold light in Langtou's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The head of the Yamamoto family in Japan has a very distinguished status. In addition, he also has another identity, that is, a master of the swordsmanship of Beichen Ittou style."
Tang Xiu didn't like the Japanese dwarf. The people in this country had a strong aggressive pathology. Throughout history, they were a nation that bullied the weak and feared the strong. Once upon a time, they invaded China and left a bloody trail on this land.
Tang Xiu took out his mobile phone and called Yuan Zhengxuan. He learned from Yuan Zhengxuan that the Japanese dwarf was also a force trying to snatch his core information.
"Be prepared to keep them!"
Tang Xiu gave the order coldly.
Outside.
Yamamoto Ichiro frowned deeply, and there was no reply, which gave him a bad feeling. However, he is arrogant by nature, and the people he brought this time are all masters of Beichen Yidao style. So, after waiting for two minutes, he immediately gave the order to move forward.
puff! puff! puff! puff!
With tongues of fire flaring out, the four Beichen Itto-ryu ninjas were directly killed by sniper rifles.
"Baga, be careful."
Yamamoto Ichiro cursed, took out a pistol from his waist, and then approached the factory in black.
The shootout begins.
Both sides were firing, but the situation remained deadlocked. No one in the warehouse came out, and the experts brought by Ichiro Yamamoto were unable to break through the firepower net and break into the factory. Just when Yamamoto Ichiro was furious, the two ninjas beside him suddenly fell to the ground. They were shot through the back of the head and died immediately.
"What?"
Yamamoto Ichiro never imagined that there would be enemies behind them. At the moment of fear, before he could give the order to retreat, ghostly figures rushed out of the factory, and the firepower increased several times compared to before.
"Baga, retreat quickly! Kill a bloody trail!"
Yamamoto Ichiro panicked. He remembered an old Chinese saying: The turtle in the urn. He had a feeling that they were a turtle in a urn.
call out!
A strange figure appeared next to Yamamoto Ichiro, and the masked woman said in a deep voice: "My lord, leave with me."
Ichiro Yamamoto pushed the masked woman away and cursed: "Baga, women are just timid and fearful. Even if the enemy has surrounded us, we have to fight our way out. Everyone move closer to me, move closer to me."
"madness!"
The masked woman gave a low drink and disappeared instantly.
now!
Tang Xiu had already rushed out of the factory. He fired three shots and killed three Japanese ninjas. Just when he was looking for the enemy's leader, he suddenly frowned. Shrouded in his consciousness, he found that the ninjas were all rushing in one direction, except for one strong figure rushing to one side. Moreover, the other party was extremely fast. Except for the few monks he knew, he had never seen anyone with such a fast speed.
"Want to escape?"
Tang Xiu's figure disappeared in a flash and rushed towards the masked woman.
Ten seconds later, Tang Xiu had already blocked the way of the masked woman. The muzzle of the gun in his hand was also pointed at the opponent. As the trigger was pulled, the bullets roared out.
"Ding ding ding..."
Three bullets were stopped by a half-moon scimitar. Sparks were flying, and the masked woman's footsteps were strange, flashing continuously, and she rushed seven or eight meters to one side.
Tang Xiu's expression became much more serious. The opponent was able to capture the trajectory of the bullet and escape while blocking it, which showed that the opponent was more powerful than he imagined.
"You can't escape. If you don't want to die, just surrender."
Tang Xiu stuffed the pistol into his pocket, grabbed the Mitsubishi saber with his backhand, and rushed towards the masked woman. His speed was nearly twice as fast as that of the masked woman, and in just a few breaths, he blocked her again.
"Hai..."
The masked woman gave a sweet shout, and the half-moon-shaped scimitar in her hand turned into layers of knife shadows and struck towards Tang Xiu. Her sword skills were extremely strange, and her attack path directly hit Tang Xiu's vital points.
"Ding ding ding..."
Tang Xiu was dodging and kept blocking with his dagger. In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight gaps in the dagger he was holding.
"snort!"
Tang Xiu's body was filled with star power. The moment the opponent stopped swinging his sword, he had already sprinted in front of the masked woman like a shadow. The Mitsubishi saber pierced her left shoulder just as the opponent had avoided the vital point. Tang Xiu's other fist also hit the woman's abdomen hard.
"boom… "
The masked woman's body flew backwards, spurted out with a mouthful of blood mist, and hit the ground heavily. Tang Xiu's figure flashed and appeared in front of the masked woman. He quickly sealed several of the woman's vital points and then picked her up.
"I told you, you can't escape."
Tang Xiu reached out and tore off the mask of the masked woman. What shocked him was that the masked woman looked extremely beautiful, and there was a butterfly pattern the size of a fingernail tattooed between her eyebrows. This pattern, coupled with her beauty, looks particularly enchanting.
"kill me!"
The masked woman said in that cold voice. Although she was shocked why her body couldn't move, she already had a certain death mentality if she fell into the enemy's hands. At this time, what she regretted most was the poison sac in her teeth, which was forced to be removed by her father a year ago.
Tang Xiu smiled coldly and said: "Want to die? If you fall into my hands, it will be difficult to die! I forgot to tell you, I have an identity as a doctor, even if someone bites his tongue and commits suicide in front of me, or cuts it with a knife I can give her a few more hours of life by cutting my own throat or piercing my own heart. So, give up the idea of suicide, otherwise I will let you taste the most vicious thing in the world in the last few hours of your life. , the most painful taste.”