Chapter 368

With a hissing sound, the black military thorn pierced Jehan's throat like lightning.

Almost without any instructions from his brain, Jiehan instinctively turned his body to the left...Suddenly, a piercing pain chilled his heart, and then he saw a black handle appearing on his right shoulder. How is this going? He stared at himself * with suspicious eyes in horror, until his eyes began to turn black, and then Jiehan realized that his shoulder had been pierced by a military stab.

Blood, shooting out like an arrow!

"Ah..." The piercing pain and great panic caused Jiehan to raise his head with a long and miserable cry like conditioned reflex, and raised his gun in his hand, trying to smash the young man who dodged his first bullet. But his strength seemed to disappear from his shoulders all of a sudden, so that he couldn't even lift a pistol, and he could only fall straight back.

Gunshots finally rang out again, but the bullets shot into the blue sky.

"Start practice!" Qin Zhao shouted loudly.

"Start practice" is Qin Zhao's mantra when he was fighting with his comrades in the special forces, which means let's start fighting. After yelling these two words, he took off the black hood with his backhand, and defiantly deflected the muzzle of the gun that was aimed at the actress, and the bullet shot out like a poisonous snake with dark blue flames!

At such a short distance, there is almost no need to aim, the bullet has already accurately rotated and whizzed into the eyebrows of a masked soldier standing opposite him. Before the bright blood flower fully bloomed, almost immediately after the first gunshot, a blood hole appeared on the forehead of the second masked soldier.

After throwing the military stab, Jing Hongming, who was rolling in the low air, had not waited for her body to fall to the ground completely, her left hand was already on the ground, but the muzzle of the 92-type pistol in her right hand was exposed from under her body. With a bang, a masked soldier with wide-open eyes and an unbelievable expression fell on his back before he had time to raise the semi-automatic rifle in his hand.

"Ah... ah!"

The sudden change caused everyone on the scene to hiss and scream. The woman's scream and the shouts of the masked soldiers rang out. However, before those soldiers locked on the two targets of Qin Zhao and Jing Hongming in a hurry, in the bushes that were hundreds of meters away from them, the bang bang sound that only sniper rifles could make had already sounded... …

Three people, three guns, almost covering the direction of the back sea, the gunfire kept ringing. With the tacit cooperation of Long Teng and the other three, those masked soldiers could only make some long or short swinging movements...they could only let out a scream.

Qin Zhao's eyes were beating with palpitating crazy flames. Under Jing Hongming and Tie Molei's echoes, he didn't have to make any dodge movements at all, just held the semi-automatic rifle in his hand, as easily as shooting a target. Turn around at will.

When he fired six bullets into six masked soldiers, it took only a dozen seconds. In other words, this one-sided battle ended within ten seconds.

Holding the trigger with his index finger, Qin Zhao quickly tapped the muzzle of the gun more than a dozen times where he could see. After making sure that there was no longer any threat to him, he aimed the gun at the sky.

The gunfire finally stopped, in the misty gunpowder.

kill! One-sided killing! With the tacit cooperation of Longteng in March, July, and October, the Russian retired soldiers who used to be invincible in the African battlefield are now like some mentally handicapped people who have no power to restrain chickens, and some even have not done it yet. As soon as he pulled the trigger, the bullet had already penetrated into his forehead, taking away his thinking ability.

The gunfire stopped, and then there was a deathly silence.

Except for Jiehan, who was lying on the ground and trembling all over, there was no masked soldier standing on the ground, including the four people standing on the van near the archway, who had already fallen straight on the ground. Blood flowed from the bullet holes between their eyebrows, staining the gravel pavement red.

The death-sounding gunshots could no longer be heard in his ears. Li Yuanhua slowly moved his hands away from his ears, opened his mouth wide open like a fool, and watched Qin Zhao casually put the gun on the ground, and then walked away. Before the young man who killed Sham just now, he punched him hard with a smile on his lips.

The young man Jing Hong frowned and took a small step back, then raised his hand and hit Qin Zhao back, but his punch was obviously much lighter than the one Qin Zhao hit him: "It's not the first time we've met, what's your passion?" Jing Hong stretched out her hand dissatisfied and opened Qin Zhao's left hand, which was about to hit him, and turned her head to look at Tie Molei who was coming from a distance with the sun behind her back, showing a mouthful. Bai Fang: "Old Tie always hides by the side and shoots black guns without anyone noticing. I really wonder how he got the title of 'Gentleman'."

"Brother, congratulations!" Qin Zhao didn't care whether Jing Hongming liked it or not, he hugged him* and said in a low voice, "I punched you to warn you, next time you seduce a woman, don't forget to tell brother, In case brother, I still feel pity and pity when I see your fiancée."

"What?" Jing Hongming was taken aback, and smiled at Tie Molei as a greeting, and then asked in puzzlement, "Why am I seducing a woman? Who do you say is me, my fiancée?"

"Hey, that's fine, you kid, don't pretend to be with me, and pretend I don't know?" Qin Zhao chuckled, his face was full of yearning for a better life, and he couldn't see at all that he shot and killed six bodies just now. A warrior who has experienced many battles: "Don't tell me the truth, right? Then tell me honestly, boy, what happened to Wang Yashan?"

"She..." Jing Hongming blushed. Who knows what happened to that woman? Didn't he just save her when she called her name? Isn't it just that the head hurts from being entangled by her, and he casually perfunctory her request? How come Qin Zhao is here, she has become my fiancée aboveboard...

"Looking at your mother-in-law, you know you're blushing. Well, my buddies know what's in their hearts. My life." Qin Zhao turned around and smiled at Jing Hong who was standing stupidly behind, and then said in a low voice, "I don't care what you do to Jing Hong." Uncle Hong has any prejudices, but he made it very clear when he was facing those guys just now, and you have also done what a son should do...Little life, let him pass the past, don’t always worry about it in my heart."

"Even if the vampire bat isn't looking for him, I won't sit idly by," Jing Hong said in a bitter voice without looking back, "I just did what I should do."

"Oh, you can do it yourself." Seeing the determination on his face, he knew that he was a stubborn person, and he was not so easy to be persuaded. Qin Zhao sighed, shook his head, and finally punched Jing Hongming heavily on the shoulder, and walked towards Li Moyu contentedly.

"Little life..." No one came to introduce Jing Hongtao, but due to the nature of father and son, he already recognized his youthful appearance from Jing Hongming's young face, and decided that the young man who saved him was His son Jing Hong was killed.

Jing Hongtao walked up to Jing Hongming with trembling lips, he really wanted to hold his son in his arms and take a good look at it, but when he got behind him, the raised hands froze in mid-air, and then fell down slumped. She just murmured: "Little Ming..." "I'm not a little Ming, you misunderstood the person." Jing Hong Ming said coldly without looking back. "No, I won't mistake my son." Jing Hongtao smiled miserably: "My blood is flowing on your body, how could I mistake you?"

"But, but I haven't had a father since eighteen years ago." Jing Hong was shocked.

"Little life..." Hearing his son say this, Jing Hongtaotian's eyes darkened, he swayed a few times and almost fell down, but fortunately Yan Haoran held him up in time.

Although Yan Haoran didn't know the relationship between this murderous young man and Jing Hongtaotian, he also faintly heard the conversation between the father and son. Holding Jing Hong's monstrous arm, he said in a low voice: "Chairman Jing Hong, don't be so impatient about some things, you young people, you don't think too much about what you say."

"Hehe, thank you, Chairman Yan." Jing Hong looked at Yan Haoran gratefully, shook her head and said, "I am indeed sorry for them."

"Oh, then, then you..." Then what are you? Yan Haoran couldn't tell why, but kept shaking his head and sighing.

"Don't mention the word 'father' in front of me again." Taking a deep breath and looking up at the white cloud in the depths of the sky, Jing Hongming said slowly: "My father was born at ten. Eight years ago... died!" When he said the word 'dead', his voice was full of resentment, he suddenly turned around, his fists were clenched tightly, but tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes , hissed: "Now you know that I am your son! But when you left your mother for that woman 18 years ago, why didn't you remember that you still have such a son!?"

"What? Have you had enough of the good times now? Remember you still have a son?" Jing Hongming sneered, and took a small step back, as if she didn't want to see Jing Hongtaotian's distressed look that even the corners of her eyes were trembling. Close your eyes tightly, facing the sky: "Do you know that when you left your helpless mother without looking back, you have already died in my heart!? Do you know that your mother died the first time you left? Died of depression in three years? Hehehe, hahaha..."

Jing Hongming smiled miserably, opened his eyes suddenly, pointed to Jing Hongtaotian's nose, and said every word with tears on his face: "Jing Hongtaotian! You are ashamed to abandon your young son and ignore him." Father. You are ashamed of being a husband if you despise your married wife and find a new one. You are ashamed of being a son of man if you don’t provide for the mother who gave birth to you and raised you until the end of her life! What is it?"

"Tell me! What exactly are you after?!"

Jing Hongming's tears dripped down to his chest, and his rapid breathing made his eyes glow with frightening resentment. Not only Jing Hongtao, who was facing him, but even the 'hostages' who had just come to their senses now were shocked by his almost crazy expression.