Miracle doctor xiaoyao: my bossy female ceo

Purple tapir as one of the eight guard forces, each selected member is one of the elite, top, strength is absolutely speechless.

After all, they are too strong to resist the high-speed explosion.

On the highway, there have been no other vehicles on both sides for a long time. It seems that the only thing left in the world is the still smoldering fire and the shooters who are cold faced and silent, and often make up for the survivors.

Yan Wudao was awakened at the moment of the explosion. First there was a violent explosion, then there was the sound of fighting, and then there were only sporadic gunshots.

He knew that there was an accident. He didn't know how the people on the other cars were. However, only purple tapir people in their motorcade were equipped with guns, and they also used the latest style military pistols.

Now, the gunshots from outside are very dull. Seiko pistols will never be like this. There is only one possibility. These guns are imitation pistols bought on the black market, such as those made in Hualong.

In this way, I'm afraid the others in the car are dead.

Yan Wudao thought of his son. Although he was only born after he raped Yan 12, the child was not very close to him, but it was his seed and the last blood of Yan family besides him.

Just as Yan Wudao's heart became heavier and heavier, he heard the sound of small steps coming towards his own direction. With his ear power, he could tell that there was only one person on the other side.

The trailer was bolted by steel bolts on both sides of the doors from the outside, and the internal walls were covered with a layer of elastic outer membrane, just like the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, which played a buffer role. It could prevent him from crashing into the car and killing himself, and could not open the car door from the inside.

In the dark trailer, Yan Wudao slowly stood up and walked to the side of the car doors, half lying down, like a hound, waiting for the enemy who was coming towards him.

A gunner came over and easily pulled out the iron bolts on the two doors. Then he pulled open the heavy doors with both hands, ready to rescue their target this time.

At this moment, gusts of fierce wind suddenly came towards his face, the shooter's pupil suddenly shrank, a foot shadow in his pupil more and more big.

At last, the huge foot slapped him in the face!

Yan Wudao exhausted all his strength with this kick. The gunner's head was kicked back heavily, and the huge impact force directly broke his throat bone.

At the last moment before his death, the shooter showed a trace of reluctance and doubt on his face.

He didn't understand why the people he wanted to save would kill him without saying a word.

Before the body of the shooter fell to the ground, Yan Wudao leaned out half of his body, twisted the other side's body with his left hand and pulled it into the carriage, then slammed the door.

Yan Wudao was relieved. It seems that these Gunners are not good. Then he found a pistol on the other side's waist and took out two clips.

What puzzles him is that a mark under the left cheek of the shooter indicates that the other party is a member of a small mercenary gang in a small country in Southeast Asia. He is sure that he has no hatred with the mercenary Gang, but he has heard Yan Wu who has been in the underground world in Southeast Asia before.

Think of the other side opened the door when there is no alert, the only weapon also left in the waist, Yan Wudao is suspicious.

In any case, these people seem to have come to save him, not kill him.

Yan Wudao frowned tightly. At this moment, the sound of being hit by a bullet came from the trailer door. It was obvious that another shooter had found something wrong.

At this time, it's impossible to explain. Even potential friends can't believe it when both sides lack extreme trust. Besides, Yan Wudao is selfish. He didn't blink when Yan Shier, who gave birth to a son, died.

Yan Wudao made a quick decision. At this time, there was another bang on the door. Yan Wudao quietly went to the door of the carriage and looked out through a gap. Then the shooter slowly came this way, and the surrounding shooters were gathering here.

Without any hesitation, Yan Wudao opened the door fiercely. At the moment when the door was opened, he pulled the trigger. A bullet screamed into the shooter's eyebrow in the air and shot a blood hole.

After a shot, Yan Wudao closed the door again. In a flash, the door rang with crackling bullets. Fortunately, the trailer was made of special materials. The purpose was to prevent Yan Wudao from escaping, but now it became his best shield.

"There are seven more shooters left."

Yan Wudao closed his eyes and stopped silently for a while. Then he got the figure. The light penetrated through the crack of the door and got into a dark carriage. He could only see the two cold waves in Yan Wudao's eyes.

Twenty minutes later, when Yan Wudao's three bullets were almost used up, the remaining seven shooters were completely dead in his hands.After making sure that he was absolutely safe, Yan Wudao dragged a bullet into his leg and went to the three off-road vehicles, which were all burnt black. The middle car, which was so miserable, just looked in, and Yan Wudao's eyes became red.

The child that Yan twelve gave birth to for him was lying in the arms of the female military doctor. There was a terrible blood hole on the forehead of both the elder and the younger.

"Ah

Yan Wudao looks up at the sky with a shrill roar. Tiger eyes burst into tears. He keeps hitting the car body in front of him with a pistol in his left hand. At the moment, he is a bloodthirsty crazy wolf. He will bite anyone he sees.

A dark, unlicensed RV came quietly, stopped outside the fire and watched Yan Wudao like a ghost in the dark.

Yan Wudao gradually regained his composure, grabbed the pistol tightly, glanced at the black RV, walked over silently, opened the door and sat on it.

There is a lot of space in the car. In addition to the driver's seat, there are two rows of seats for people to sit face to face in the back, two on one side, with high-end coffee machines, simple bars and other high-end equipment in the middle. Yan Wudao sat on the seat by the door, staring at a tall, thin, ordinary old man.

"Colonel Yan, we haven't seen each other for ten years."

The old man gave a smile and handed over a cigar that had been pruned.

Yan Wudao didn't look at the cigar in each other's hand. He coldly said to the old man, "you want me to be your dog, because more than ten years ago, after the Yan family was full of crimes, Yan Wudao had nothing and became a doll that anyone could control. But -- "

He gritted his teeth and said the last sentence: "why kill my son, the only blood of Yan family besides me!"