Chapter 1288: Sponsor a cemetery

"Boom boom!"
The assassin who fell half of his comrades hadn't locked Kong Zixiong's figure, and a row of bullets shot over.
The two fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and blood still splashed on Confucius' face.
Confucius didn't even wipe off his blood, and charged forward like a rainbow. When he saw a shadow flashing by, he shot a bullet without mercy.
The two assassins in the front succumbed to the sound, but the three guys in the back rushed up through the corpses, shooting bullets at Kong Zixiong.
"Boom boom!"
Confucius kicked the corpse to block it, and the man in the middle was instantly smashed into the air. Before he fell to the ground, Confucius slipped and lay down against his body.
With a kick and stroke with his right foot, his toes passed the throats of two enemies.
The two screamed and fell heavily to the ground, but just after finishing the five assassins, two more people heard movement surrounding them.
Confucius, who hadn't gotten up yet, supported the corpse with his hands as a fulcrum, and his stretched left leg hit an enemy's shoulder with all his strength, making a clicking sound.
Half of the man's shoulder blade was shattered, and when the enemy on the left was slightly taken aback, Confucius had rushed in front of him, and his right hand snapped his throat.
The fingers shrank suddenly.
This killer also bleeds to death.
Afterwards, Confucius pulled the corpse, raised the gun in his hand, shot the bullet in one breath, and the four of them screamed at the enemy and fell to the ground.
In the next second, Confucius threw a grenade from the corpse and blasted the enemy who wanted to raise a gun in the distance.
"boom!"
The explosion sounded, and four more killers fell in a pool of blood.
The three killers found their companions dead, and they shot out more than a dozen bullets in anger, but the speed of the three guns was slower than that of Confucius.
All the bullets they fired missed, and when they were shocked that the opponent was abnormally fast, Confucius was already standing beside them, grabbing the heads of the three of them.
"boom!"
The heads of the three of them burst, and they fell to the ground. Their faces were all unbelievable. They had never seen a person with such an abnormal speed.
Confucius' speed is really amazing. Whether shooting or moving, all fallen killers feel that this is the fastest gunman ever encountered in life.
It's too fast, it's too fast!
The last charged enemy was even more desperate. He had locked Kong Zixiong and his fingers were close to the trigger.
But at that moment, Confucius disappeared in place and appeared strangely beside him, his muzzle against his head, and then a shot exploded him...
Ye Tianlong, who was aiming with a sniper rifle, also revealed a touch of surprise: This is too fast.
"Wow!"
When Ye Tianlong was surprised, Confucius, who had finished killing the charge assassin, looked at the hill not far away, as if he had sensed it.
Later, he grabbed two guns and a dagger, and charged like a sharp arrow.
A person's charge.
Ye Tianlong was taken aback: "Damn! Isn't he going to fight back?"
He hesitated for a while, wondering whether to help Confucius. After all, two shots in the back of his head made Ye Tianlong still in a cold sweat.
After thinking about it for two seconds, Ye Tianlong decided to help. Compared to guarding against Confucius, he wanted to see who was behind the scenes.
Today's battle is the largest gun battle since he returned to China. The number of people and the firepower are beyond Ye Tianlong's imagination.
The enemy didn't seem to expect that Confucius not only did not stay in place to protect himself, but instead launched an attack on the hill, all of them were taken aback at the moment.
Afterwards, they reacted, and the bullets fired at Confucius who was rushing. The two snipers also shot bullets, trying to kill Confucius.
It's just that Confucius' speed and reaction were extremely abnormal. All the bullets that were shot at him were avoided, leaving only abrasions on his body, not a bullet.
"This guy is a killing machine."
Ye Tianlong was holding a sniper rifle, and moved forward slowly, squeezing Confucius.
Suddenly, his vision caught someone leaning out of the hill, holding a grenade in his hand.
Ye Tianlong did not hesitate to pull the trigger, and there was a muffled sound. The grenade in the target's hand was exploded, and with a "boom", the whole person was blown up.
The grenade steel scattered around the hills, not only knocking down the three killers on the spot, but Confucius also clearly saw a figure emerged from the vegetation.
Sniper!
The opponent rushed out of the steel ball coverage extremely fast, and the spear in his hand rolled lightly with him.
Ye Tianlong shot it out.
"flutter!"
A group of dazzling brilliance flew away like a meteor, the warhead nailed into the opponent's body along Ye Tianlong's planned flight trajectory.
"boom!"
There was only a bullet hole in the sniper's head, which was bleeding outwards, but the entire sky spirit cover in front of him had been completely shattered.
The sniper fell to the ground head-on, the blood mixed with white brains, bleached the vegetation very red.
Ye Tianlong quickly changed positions, then fired another shot at the suspicious place, and another sniper splashed blood out.
Ye Tianlong's firing speed was fast, and after pulling the trigger, he immediately pulled down the gun, retracted the shell, reloaded, and continued shooting.
All the actions are smooth and smooth.
One minute later, Ye Tianlong shot over six snipers, the enemy's sniping sound disappeared completely, and it seemed that they were all overturned by Ye Tianlong.
However, Ye Tianlong's sniper rifle was also out of bullets. He dropped the spear and approached the hill like a phantom...
"boom!"
Like Confucius who was being dragged by a rope, he rushed towards the hill like a meteor. He was attacked by a group of gunmen as soon as he jumped up the passage of the hill.
Confucius didn't make any waves at all. He held a gun and fired two rounds at close range. After turning over seven or eight killers, he began to charge violently.
He bites and surrounds the enemy like a mad dog.
Confucius held a gun and pulled the corpse in one hand. He kept pulling the trigger with his fingers. The barrel of the gun trembled in anger, and the flying bullets poured out.
One by one blocked the killers from falling to the ground, and the blood-stained vegetation looked terrifying.
"Boom boom!"
The narrow mountain road instantly became flesh-and-blood, and screams continued to sound. In this case, there was no technique and no evasion.
There is only constant shooting and constant confrontation. Whoever is afraid of death will die first. When a narrow road meets, only the brave wins.
"kill!"
Confucius, who was pulling a corpse on a rail, marched forward bravely and fearlessly, he just killed all the enemies that had surrounded him.
Angry bullets poured out like rain, and the fifty-meter mountain road was flattened by him alone.
The bullet shells and blood stains were slapped by him, making Confucius even more invincible.
When Confucius picked up the two guns again and continued to advance, the two assassins walked around behind Confucius, trying to put a cold gun to kill the perversion.
They moved their short guns and moved their muzzles to Confucius a little bit. When they were about to lock them, the two killers suddenly felt a chill.
"Ok?"
A strand of hair can stand upside down, like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake. The light from the corner of their eyes looks at the source of danger.
Seeing Ye Tianlong showing him a cordial smile, his white teeth gleaming with bloodthirsty rays, he cut off their throats with a knife.
"flutter!"
The blood bloomed from the throats of the two, and it fell on the ground very brightly and strangely!
Confucius started killing all the way, killing the remaining assassins to pieces, and then rushed to the top of the mountain, a fairly open flat ground.
In the middle of the flat ground, there is a tree stump with a diameter of two meters and a few stones. On the stone, there is a foreign man sitting with a cigarette in his mouth.
1.8 meters, 80 kilograms, muscular, unfathomable expression.
In front of him, there was a knife, a gun, a notebook, and a Coke. The most absurd thing was that there was a girl under him.
Purple hair girl.
She has a hot body, clothes and extremely slender legs. She is an absolute stunner in the world.
She knelt next to the foreign man, working children's unsuitable movements, and she was no less attentive than serving the emperor.
"Tang Jiajun is really rubbish. He boasted of his pistol team as the No. 1 in Asia, but was killed by a dude looking for teeth.
While enjoying the service of the purple-haired girl, the foreign man looked at Confucius with a touch of appreciation:
"You are very good. In my impression, except for the Ye Tianlong, you are considered the best Chinese person I have ever met and the most tenacious."
"Crashes, shootings, rockets, snipers, and grenades are all useless to you. You are so powerful that I don't want to kill them."
"It's a pity that someone has paid a lot of money for your life."
"I'm all retired, but for your order finally came out, you said, how attractive the price is..."
Confucius didn't pay attention to him. He just flicked his empty gun and strode over to the foreign man.
The purple-haired girl's body was slightly stagnant, but she soon recovered her calm and continued to complete her mission...
"boom--"
At this moment, another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the thunder exploded at the same time. With this movement, Kong Zixiong's body shook and his steps stopped.
The cold eyes gradually faded away from indifference and ruthlessness, and a touch of dazedness.
"Wow!"
At this moment, the foreign man suddenly jumped over the purple-haired girl, shot it over, and kicked Confucius in the abdomen.
Confucius' nerves instinctively tightened. Just as he was about to reach out and grab it, the foreign man kicked him in the abdomen with a kick.
"boom!"
Confucius fell and flew out, unstoppable, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. Before he fell and got up, the purple-haired girl ejected again.
In the left hand of the foreign man, she blasted in front of Confucius like a cannonball, swishing out eighteen legs with her legs.
"Boom boom!"
Confucius made seventeen consecutive blocks, but at the end he was really weak, his arms softened, and he was swept away by the opponent.
"boom!"
With a click, Confucius broke a small tree, fell to the ground and turned to his knees, with a touch of blood on the corners of his mouth and shouted, "Who are you...?"
Before the foreign man responded, two dull shots came from the mountain road, and then a voice came from behind:
"He is called the Three-Handed Werewolf. The last time the hotel attacked and killed your sales girl, he was one of his subordinates, and the deposed yellow wolf was even his concubine."
"Kneeling on the ground, if I guess right, it is his body girl, Purple Wolf."
Ye Tianlong smiled brightly and looked at the foreign man with a smile: "The Huaxia Cemetery is very expensive. Have you chosen a good place?"
"Do you want me to sponsor you two dollars?"