Kung Fu Soldier King

A group of men and women wearing tactical vests and holding type 95 rifles wrapped up from the three sides of the village committee. They have accurate shooting skills, mature shooting methods and well-trained.

And while shooting forward, it is completely carried out in a combat form, and a group between the three is in the shape of goods, covering each other and advancing and retreating in an orderly manner.

The dozen gunmen, who were trained by the group of orderly soldiers, turned over most of them in the blink of an eye, and the rest quickly hid to find shelter.

The five fat men fell to the ground shouting. I just felt the bullets flying overhead, and no one dared to get up.

After the tiger got up, he picked up the mysterious woman on his side, pointed a gun at her and slowly retreated towards the room.

Just then, a white shadow rose into the sky, and a white crane came to shine its wings in the air.

The fat man and others looked really. They saw the man wearing a white tunic, a toupee and a evil smile at the corners of his mouth.

But he had a long bright silver gun in his hand, and the cold light flickered on the tip of the gun.

He paused slightly in the air, stepped on the void, and flew to the front and top of the land tiger and the mysterious woman.

The spear went into the sea like a black dragon and stabbed the ground tiger's face. The ground tiger instinctively flashed aside.

The long gun shook a spear flower falsely, like a poisonous snake turning back, and the tip of the gun bent and drilled under the wrist of the ground tiger.

As soon as he picked up the gun, the tiger's wrist shook, and the pistol in his hand flew out.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab the mysterious woman in front of him as a shield, the spear patted the woman on the shoulder and patted her horizontally for several meters.

The ground tiger suddenly emptied in front of him and was stunned. He went to his side to catch the dagger.

Xiao Yan stepped on the ground with the tip of his foot and picked up his long gun. He abandoned his arm holding the dagger. In his scream, a gun pierced his throat.

The long gun in his right hand had not been pulled out. Xiao Yan was short and avoided a series of bullets. His left hand pulled out a 92 type 9mm pistol from his back waist, misfired it on his right arm and loaded it.

Backhand, precision shooting, a man exposed half of the cover of the bunker, which was lifted by him. The other man's exposed ankle was hit first. When he jumped out, his head was pierced.

Once again, he pulled out his long gun and called back his horse gun, stabbing the gangster who got up from behind to attack Xiao Yan.

Then Xiao Yan put a bleeding spear on the ground and took out a pistol in his right hand.

Bow left and right, and pull the trigger in different directions.

"Don't be fond of war. Solve the battle quickly. You can't let one go." Xiao Yan shouted around.

"Yes, Ninth master!" there was a response around.

The fat man and his companions were lying on the ground. At this time, they all came back and looked at Xiao Yan's series of wonderful actions just now.

"Lord Yue, look, do you know this horn? It's too fierce, isn't it? The fat man looked at Xiao Yan and asked his less talkative companion.

Lord Yue looked at Xiao Yan's back and said, "it shouldn't be an insider, but it's fierce enough. It's not easy to kill without blinking your eyelids."

"Certainly not insiders. Look at the weapons they use. 95 gun families are almost here. I'm afraid they are from the government or the army, otherwise no one has such great ability." the fat man looked at those weapons and his saliva was about to flow down.

Lord Yue said, "don't talk nonsense later. These people are not good people. If you say something wrong, no one will come to save you."

"Don't worry. By the way, don't shoot Miss Ouyang." the fat man said and came out to check the mysterious woman.

The woman who was photographed by Xiao Yan leaned against a car and saw the fat man sticking out his head and said, "I'm fine. You all hide well. We'll be flexible later."

"Miss Ouyang, we are miserable by your old man. Don't you mean we just dig a grave in the mountain?" the fat man said to the woman angrily.

The woman said, "I don't know the specific matters. Why don't you go back to Yanjing and ask my father?"

"Well, when I didn't say it! It's really bad for the former. I knew I wouldn't let your father save me that time in Kunlun mountain." the fat man said lazily, and then retracted his head.

Yue Ye rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid the task is not simple. Look at those two fools, absolute oil bottles."

The fat man looked down at Yue Ye's eyes. Zhuo Fei and Yang Zheng were shivering in the corner. They were obviously frightened by the scene.

The two are communicating in a low voice. Xiao Yan has solved the battle with people, and the big guy comes back with a gun.

"Drive over!" Xiao Yan waved to the distance.

Car lights lit up, and the dazzling light made everyone raise their hands to cover it.

"Shit, it's so bright. What kind of off-road vehicle is this?" the fat man shouted.

Soon, the five tough off-road vehicles came surging with a large amount of dust.

"Xiaolong, my grass... Hummer, my grass... Dongfeng Iron armor, my grass... Dongfeng warrior, my grass..." the fat man's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and it's no problem to swallow more than ten eggs.

Lord Yue also frowned, and the mysterious woman struggled to stand up. With such a big hand, it seems that these people are really not simple.

Xiao Yan commanded the SUV to form a circle, turn off the lights and turn on the lighting equipment on the roof. The surroundings were almost lit up, and now they are even brighter.

Xiao Yan looked around the scene. He didn't know the fat man and Yue Ye. He didn't talk to him or untie him.

But he knew Zhuofei and Yang Zheng trembling in the corner, walked quickly and shouted at them.

But both of them were frightened and shouted, "don't kill us, don't kill us..."

"Zhuo Fei and Yang Zheng, don't be afraid, it's me!" Xiao Yan approached and whispered to them.

When they turned their heads and saw that it was Xiao Yan, they immediately cried.

Zhuo Fei rushed up and hugged Xiao Yan tightly. It was called meeting an old friend in a foreign country. When a fellow saw a fellow, he was afraid to become relaxed for a moment, and naturally he would lose his temper.

And Yang Zheng was about to rush up. Fortunately, Xiao Yan was quick eyed and kicked him away. Otherwise, others will say that Xiao Yan is glass.

"My grass, this man pays attention to!" the fat man sighed again. Xiao Yan obviously shocked him.

Lord Yue glanced at him and said, "at least you and I are dignified people. Don't be so low and make people laugh."

Xiao Yan patted Zhuofei on the back and comforted her. The latter gradually calmed down and sniffed to ease up.

"Mr. Xiao, why are you here?" Zhuo Fei came out of Xiao Yan's arms in embarrassment and asked with her head down.

Xiao Yan looked around and saw the silence in the village. He knew that the people were frightened. He said, "don't worry about it, Yanke."

"Yes!" long Feiyan turned in the distance and stood at attention to respond.

"The villagers should be frightened. Go and appease them. Send guards, set up secret sentries and clean up the battlefield." Xiao Yan arranged in an orderly manner.

"Yes!" long Feiyan answered and arranged quickly.

Although there are not many people here, they are all elites. One person can do things for several people and execute orders. The speed and effectiveness are very great.

Seeing that Xiao Yan and others were about to enter the village committee's room, the fat man quickly shouted, "Hey, who, can you untie us first?"

"Call the ninth master!" the black bear stared and shouted at the fat man.

"Shit, what ninth master, whose rules?" the fat man was upset. He was about the same size as the black bear, and he was still grumpy.

Seeing the fat man talking back, the black bear squeezed his fist and walked up directly.