Meow, zombie fraud.

Gin walked to a wall in a closed parking lot like a pistol, squinted her eyes and turned back to the Porsche on the side of the road.

Opening the car door, he was startled by the vodka: "Boss, why are you back so soon?"

"Get something." Gin said casually, glanced at the back seat, and asked without surprise: "Where is the Jeepsen wine?"

"He wants to get something, too..." The expression of vodka was a little subtle.

Without answering, Gin took away what he needed and closed the car door and left.

Returning to the previous wall, Gin found a small square box from the things she brought from the car and fiddled with it for a few times and threw it under the wall. Then she took a few steps back and found a telephone pole to stand behind, and silently for a few seconds.

In the parking lot, Wei Xinghu and Lin Dao were sitting on the roofs of two cars, staring at a wall with a plain expression.

It's probably not a coincidence, the other side of the wall is Gin.

Although it was not a coincidence, Wei Xinghu threw the transmitter he found from Pisco on the ground closer to this wall, and this location is also a location where blasting is not likely to cause collapse.

"Boom!" The black square box suddenly exploded, creating a gap enough to drive into a car on the wall, and countless machine gun bullets rushed in, and several flash bullets were thrown in one after another.

"Listen to the sound, it should be the modified minigun." Wei Xinghu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the old god was still sitting in his original position. Here is a pre-calculated firepower blind spot.

"I don't know much about it. Is it in a car or a hand-held?" Lin Dao simply closed his eyes and answered.

"You really don't understand..." Wei Xinghu silently commented without explanation. Anyway, Lin Dao must not care about the answer.

"I didn't expect that guy was so firepower this time. He was a foul. I would have used landmines together if I had known it." Although he was complaining, Wei Xinghu's tone and expression did not reveal any concerns, but instead he was a little excited.

Lin Dao sat silently, closed his eyes and observed the situation with his ears. He held a long knife in his hand. There were exquisite carvings on the scabbard, which was simple and generous.

After a while, the fire finally stopped. Wei Xinghu glanced at Pisco and Shigehiko Tengku who were thrown on the ground. The two of them had been shot into sieves by machine guns. The cars that had previously symbolically blocked them as bunkers could not stop the continuous shooting of the machine guns.

At the beginning, Shui Jianyue and Wei Xinghu did not expect to save these two people, because they knew that as long as these two people were alive, the Black-clothed Organization would use more powerful forces to smooth out the impact caused by these two people and these two people. By that time, Shui Jianyue and Wei Xinghu, even if Lin Dao was added, would not be able to resist them.

The goal of this operation is just to weaken and expose the organization, not to directly lead to a decisive battle.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Gin walked into the warehouse step by step. After stepping into the gap, he saw the position of the dead corner of the fire. Of course, he knew where his gun could not hit.

What came towards him was a knife light like a biting cold wind. Lin Dao drew his sword and jumped out of his sheath the moment his shoe tip had stepped into the gap on the wall, and exhaled with a sound of "Ha!"

When Gin discovered that the cold weapon was attacking, her first reaction was that the policeman was again, and then she realized something different. Although the knife was cut off directly, it was better than the policeman's attack.

After a while, Ginjiu turned around and avoided the knife, she saw clearly the attacker's appearance. She was very young and dangerous.

"Chinese?" Gin was not asking, but just talking to herself. Only Chinese martial arts were "hum haha" when exerting their strength.

"Kill your person." One hit has no effect on Lin Dao. He lifted his arm and slashed under Gin's ribs with a breath.

Gin finally became much more serious because he realized that this opponent was much more dangerous than the previous police. Not only was he more powerful, but more importantly, he had murderous aura.

The policeman who had not remembered his name should be regarded as having no threat at all. Not only was his low strength, it was probably because he had the idea of ​​capturing himself alive, and he had no murderous aura at all on the offense and even lacked fighting spirit.

Although the Chinese in front of him looked a few years younger than the policeman, his moves were sophisticated and magnificent. Both swords were full of murderous aura. When did he provoke his enemies? Could it be that the family was wiped out without being cleaned?
Chapter completed!