Chapter 1432 Don't Move

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"Miss can definitely rescue Miss Han."

When the two women in black showed proud smiles, the silver-haired old man stepped forward and took the opportunity to compliment them:

"The fifteen people who took action tonight are all elites trained by me for many years. A few dying bandits are completely easy to capture."

"Miss Chu is worthy of being the most dazzling flower of the Chu family. She did such a beautiful job in her first action. It is absolutely unprecedented and unparalleled."

"The Chinese officials have always been arrogant and conceited. Now Miss Chu easily slapped them in the face. They will definitely not dare to yell at the Chu family in the future."

The silver-haired old man smiled brightly: "Miss Chu has made a great contribution tonight."

"Caring for relatives, running thousands of miles, and bravely climbing to the top of the mountain , fighting bandits to death, fearless of plague, fearless of life and death. "

"Miss Chu is a role model for the Chu family."

The silver-haired old man flattered with all his strength: "The Chu family will definitely be proud of Miss, and the Han family will definitely be grateful for Miss's help."

A woman in black also praised: "Miss not only has the courage to ignore official authority, but also has outstanding command ability, a genius."

Another woman in black was not to be outdone, and directly raised her thumbs: "Miss is more than a genius, she is simply a genius of a hundred years."

"Even the hijacking problem that the Chinese military has a hard time with was quickly solved by Miss. What else is it if not a genius?"

The three people flattered Chu Zijiao vigorously. As for the consequences of sneaking into the mountains, they didn't care at all.

As long as the bandits were killed and the people were rescued, the Chinese official could only praise and not criticize.

Besides, the Chu family has already connected with the Jin family, and if there are any small problems, the Jin family will easily solve them.

Chu Zijiao's cold eyes did not have much emotion: "I came here tonight mainly to rescue Han Jing, the rest is not important."

"Yes, it's not important, it's not important, kill, kill hard."

The silver-haired old man echoed very servilely: "We must kill the bandits and rescue Miss Han safely."

"Boom!"

Just when Chu Zijiao saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised in front of him, suddenly an oxygen cylinder was thrown from the third floor and fell over several men who had gathered.

Then, a bullet was fired from the window.

A ball of fire bloomed in the air, and the huge explosion sounded deafening in an instant.

"Ah——"

Four or five men in black who touched it screamed, and were instantly overturned by the blast wave. They struggled hard, but were ruthlessly shot in the head by bullets.

The two women in black changed their faces. What happened? The bandits seemed to have become stronger?

When Chu Zijiao narrowed his eyes slightly, the silver-haired old man comforted himself: "It must be luck! It must be luck!"

Just thinking this, the four saw that several miniature oxygen cylinders were thrown out from the fourth and fifth floors of the hospital, and then several gunshots were shot out from the third floor window.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three more deafening explosions, and the black-clothed men who were about to touch the hospital were knocked over by the air wave again, falling to the ground one by one, and exposing their positions.

"Da da da!"

Just when the fire flashed, the bursts of submachine guns sounded, and the five black-clothed men who fell to the ground were shaken before they could dodge.

They either had blood splattered on their heads or chests, and then fell heavily to the ground, and they were in great danger.

"Da, da, da!"

The submachine gun did not stop, and it sounded very harshly and calmly. It was obvious that the person had excellent shooting skills.

A black-clothed woman who raised her gun to shoot at the third floor felt a pain in her head after firing two shots, her body suddenly leaned back, and she fell to the ground with a bullet in her eyebrow.

Someone wanted to help, but Zhaoyao was shot in the head.

The initial momentum was gone, and the superiority of slaughtering patients who had just touched the gun for a few days was now completely defeated by Wei Zhongxin.

"Be careful! Be careful!"

The silver-haired old man almost vomited blood when he saw this, and shouted: "Find a shelter! Find a shelter."

In fact, he didn't need to shout at all, the remaining four men and women in black had already rolled out, looking for shelters to hide.

But in the current situation, it's not that I'm weak, but that the enemy is too strong.

Wei Zhongxin's shooting skills can be regarded as world-class. As long as his gun sounds, someone will always be shot, dead, or injured. It's very accurate.

No one can get close to the hospital gate.

"Asshole! How can this gangster be so powerful?"

The silver-haired old man's eyes turned red: "Kill, kill them!"

Chu Zijiao said coldly: "This man is not simple." She tilted her head slightly: "Old Sun, you are a seventh-grade master, go over and deal with the other party."

The silver-haired old man hesitated slightly, then nodded: "Understood, Old Sun will be dispatched immediately, Miss, please pay attention to safety."

Chu Zijiao's face had no expression at all, just coldly said: "Go."

The silver-haired old man glanced at the hospital in front of him, dispelling the momentum of flattery just now, and the whole person became sharp, like a knife breaking the ground.

He bent his body and rushed towards the hospital like a rabbit. After a few jumps, he rushed into the shadows and instantly shortened the distance between the two sides.

The speed was extremely fast, just a flash.

"Da Da Da!"

The other party seemed to catch the approach of the silver-haired old man, and gunfire appeared again on the third floor, and more than a dozen bullets poured towards the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man rolled and dodged the bullets swiftly, then he ran into the shadows and continued running. On the way, he lowered his right hand.

A flying knife landed in his palm.

As long as he advances to a distance of 20 meters, the silver-haired old man will have the confidence to kill the powerful gunman on the third floor.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The gunshots rang out again, and seven or eight bullets bit the silver-haired old man in pursuit, hitting him near his heels several times, but never hurt him.

And in this gap, the silver-haired old man once again shortened the distance, making himself only 30 meters away from the hospital, and at the same time turned his body to avoid two bullets.

When he ran another five or six meters, the silver-haired old man suddenly felt a little numb on his scalp, and a sense of danger surged into his heart.

However, he did not have a gap to identify the source of the danger, thinking that it was the powerful gunman on the third floor aiming at him.

So the silver-haired old man pounced forward, rolled like a civet cat, and then stood up again, changing his running trajectory.

"Bang, bang!"

Things seemed to be as he expected. When he fell and rolled, five or six bullets hit the ground, bouncing up a pile of dust.

Twenty-three meters!

Twenty meters!

Fifteen meters!

The silver-haired old man moved swiftly into the danger zone of the gunman on the third floor, and then rolled over again, taking advantage of the opponent's blind spot to get three meters closer.

Twelve meters.

He raised his right hand!

"Swoosh!"

A knife flew out, whistling through the air!

When the gunman on the third floor adjusted the angle and shot again, the flying knife had already flashed and disappeared into the window on the third floor that shot many black-clothed men.

"Ah--"

A scream sounded from the third floor, followed by the sound of a submachine gun shooting in the sky, and then a man with an ice pack tied to his head fell out of the window.

"Plop!"

The gunman fell to a bloody mess, and the gun also fell out of his hand, deader than dead.

The silver-haired old man was extremely excited and waved his hand fiercely: "Done!"

Just when Chu Zijiao and the others in the tent also showed a hint of excitement, a gun quietly poked out of a window on the first floor. The gunman was Wei Zhongxin.

"Bang! Bang!"

The trigger was pulled. A distance of more than ten meters was really nothing to Wei Zhongxin.

The silver-haired old man was also quite capable. When the muzzle of the gun locked on him, he smelled danger, his whole body was horrified, and he fell backwards like a conditioned reflex.

At the same time, his body rolled over and swiftly avoided the vital parts, but he failed to completely avoid the disciples.

"Pounce!"

A bullet shot into his shoulder, and another grazed his waist, splashing two streams of blood.

But the silver-haired old man didn't care about the pain. He gritted his teeth and rolled to the side again, hiding behind a flower bed.

Almost as soon as he moved away, seven or eight bullets were shot at him, hitting the ground with a bang, and a pile of stones exploded.

"Damn! I fell into the trap!"

The silver-haired old man quickly made a judgment. The powerful gunman on the third floor might have been replaced long ago. He replaced him with a rookie to attract himself, and he hid in the dark and shot.

The purpose was to kill this master.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired old man hurriedly evacuated to avoid falling into the trap and being unable to get out. He attacked quickly and escaped quickly.

After a few rolls and jumps, he dodged several bullets and retreated to the main road in front of the tent, distanced himself from the hospital...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just then, the lights came on, and several jeeps rushed over. At the same time, a gun was fired from the car window, shooting at his calf.

The silver-haired old man dodged repeatedly, but only dodged two bullets, but could not avoid the third bullet.

"Puff!"

A cloud of blood spurted from his calf, and the silver-haired old man felt a sharp pain, groaned, and fell heavily to the ground...

Before he struggled to get up, Ye Tianlong jumped out of the car window, pointed a gun at his head, and said in a cold tone:

"Don't move!"