Chapter 888 961. Lord Sir is in our hands
Gu Xijue is such a noble existence, but he is willing to go through life and death with everyone, everyone is in high spirits, even if he is injured, he doesn't feel pain.

Shooting, throwing mines, and cooperating in combat, Gu Xijue asked his subordinates to use all available methods.

He knew it wasn't enough.

Doing this is not to hold on, but to delay time and wait for support.

The subordinates will arrange Yi Zeyu and the others, and they will rush over here.

There are also some subordinates who have been in neighboring countries and are also rushing here, leaving a few hours ago.

Calculate the time, after dawn, it will almost arrive.

However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish.

A militant who hid behind the car stretched out his gun bit by bit, aiming at Su Cheng who had been protecting Gu Xi Jue.

Because he saw that Su Cheng's combat power was very strong, and he wanted to destroy Gu Xijue's greatest protection, so it would be easier to deal with Gu Xijue.

Su Cheng was dealing with the enemies on all sides, but he didn't realize it for a while.

Gu Xi Jue, who was beside him, had naturally sensitive senses, and his sharp eyes swept towards the person who wanted to sneak attack Su Cheng.

In the nick of time, he instinctively stretched out his hand to push Su Cheng, and quickly raised the hand holding the gun, and fired a shot at the man who counterattacked.

"Ah!" The man fell to the ground in response, and there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows that smelled like gunpowder smoke, and blood flowed down his nose, killing him immediately.

But at the same time, Gu Xi Jue's handsome face turned pale instantly, and he even twitched slightly.

The bullet flashed past his waist, scraped his waist, and it hurt and bled.

However, he didn't care and squatted down.

The bullet just happened to hit the rope that tied the bag to him, and when he turned around and fired the gun a little too much, the bag fell to the ground.

It was a wedding ring that he spent half a year carefully designing and making. It was very meaningful and must not be lost.

Just as his hand was about to reach the cloth bag, a bullet went into his calf.

He was shot without warning, and his men fell to the sand.

"My lord!" The subordinates saw drops of liquid on the yellow sand. They were wounded and bleeding all the year round, and they knew it too well. Their most esteemed lord was shot in the leg.

Su Cheng, who was closest to him, knew that he was the one who caused the young master to be injured.

Because the young master has long been aware of the danger, if he doesn't care about himself, he can avoid it, and if he has enough ability to deal with it, [-]% of it will not be injured.

When Su Cheng approached, he saw that Gu Xijue had just picked up the cloth bag. He was sweating profusely from the pain, but he didn't say a word, patting the sand and dust on the cloth bag lovingly.

Regardless of his injury, he still picked up a cloth bag. Many of his subordinates saw his behavior.

Some people are surprised, some people are angry, it's just jewelry, is it more important than life?
"Master!" Su Cheng supported him and helped him stand up, with an apologetic expression.

"We are brothers, we have been born and died since we were young, don't talk nonsense to me." Gu Xi Jue held the cloth bag in his big hand, it was a very important thing.

Su Cheng wanted to say something, but a group of people rushed out. They carried bazookas and fired directly towards them.

Su Cheng, Gu Xi Jue and the others frowned, reacted quickly, and rushed out, leaving the standing position.

It's a pity that no matter how fast a person's feet are, they can't go as fast as a powerful shell.

They were still sent flying by the shock wave of the explosion and fell to the ground.

Gu Xijue and the others had different degrees of hand injuries on their backs, even if it was just skin wounds that couldn't die, it made them stiff with pain for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Cheng and the others all rolled on the ground, and the militants felt that they would be seriously injured if they did not die.

They flocked to the target of this operation - Gu Xijue.

"Hehe, the famous Ferguson has fallen into our hands, and our BK organization is going to become famous all over the world."

The man slung the gun over his shoulder and smiled triumphantly.

"Take him up and take him away."

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