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The atmosphere in the car was so suppressed that it almost reached the critical boiling point. At this moment, no one could speak. Seeing the approaching cars ahead, Mu Baoer's heart almost jumped out of her nerves.

In such a situation, the roads on both sides were blocked, and the bodyguard car protecting them was also sacrificed. It was as if they were slowly pressed towards the center by two walls, making it difficult to fly.

The shadow of death has never been so close to their heads, and even the cold body has a kind of tense Xiaosha.

Wei An wryly smiled: "I can't escape, there are three cars in front and four cars behind, unless our car can fly, otherwise, it will be..."

She couldn't go on anymore, although they had experienced many bloody people, but in the face of the danger of death, who could really let go.

With a bang, there was a cold metal impact, and Han Lie loaded the hk large submachine gun with no expression on his face. This is the most powerful gun in the car. Perseverance:

"Before you take your last breath, don't give up lightly. The bloody path of fate is fought by yourself. There are no supermen in this world, but there are strong men who will never surrender. Mu Baoer, who opened the roof window bullet-proof glass."

Mu Baoer's heart was shocked. At this critical moment, she never expected to hear such passionate words. This man, by chance, can really say inspiring words!

"Lie...hahaha" After Fang Zhan was shocked, he couldn't help showing an excited smile, "That's right, the bloody path of fate is fought by oneself. As a man, he is not afraid of death, but he is also afraid of the struggle before death." ?"

He also quickly picked up the submachine gun on the ground, and opened a window on the side of the car that could accommodate half a person. Now that he wanted to survive and win this bloody killing, he could no longer hide in the car.

They have all gone all out, whether they live or die, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that they are men who will never back down in battle.

Even if they die, they will drag these people into hell.

"Okay, Han Da and Zhan are not afraid anymore, I have nothing to be afraid of, anyway, I am so beautiful, even with a few blood holes, I am still a beautiful female corpse." Wei An laughed heartily, a sense of pride rose in her heart ambition.

Throwing down the control instrument in his hand, he skillfully picked up the gun and occupied the position of the other window. The three of them formed a formation, with Wei An on the right window, Han Lie on the top window, and Fang Zhan on the left window.

Live and die with friends, even if death is scary, it will not make them really afraid.

"Three, two, one..." The cold voice fell.

The three of them stuck their heads out of the window at the same time, and quickly pulled the submachine guns in their hands. The bullets shot at the person who stuck out his head and shot at the opponent, killing them with jealousy, and instantly turned into a hell messenger.

The opponent has always been in an absolute advantage in the confrontation. I didn't expect that they would suddenly counterattack, and dare to stick their heads out to shoot.

He has no regard for his life.

This sight shocked them too.

There is an essential difference between those who are really facing death and those who think they can grasp victory. In light of combat effectiveness, the gap is at least ten times greater.

Because those who fight with their backs have no worries, and those who think they can win will instead be afraid of giving their lives.

In this confrontation, Hanlie's side overwhelmed the opponent for the first time in terms of momentum.