Super Special Soldier

Jiang Wanling’s counterattack continued to begin, the sound of gunfire from both sides continued to ring out, bullets were even more back and forth, but Jiang Wanling was clearly at a disadvantage, her pistol could not suppress the firepower of four AK47s.

“Hey, fifteen rounds, you’re playing a gun to get over it, hurry up and throw the pistol to me.”

Ye Xiaofeng through the rearview mirror of the Baolai sedan has seen four strong men began to separate action, four strong men in groups of two, respectively, from the sides of the circuitous over.

“Bastard, if you say one more word, I’ll shoot you first!” Jiang Wanling shouted in anger.

He had worked so hard to protect him, and he even said such hateful words, he was fighting. Pistol over the addiction?

“Pop, pop,” two bullets fired out of the pistol again.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ye Xiaofeng’s pupils dilated, the nine-two pistol ammunition capacity of twenty rounds, now has been Jiang Wanling shot off seventeen rounds, if you continue to let her fight, Ye Xiaofeng but there is no certainty whether it can take out the four strong men.

Now surrounded by open space, even if Ye Xiaofeng starts the first-class agility gene, he may not be able to escape the bullets, this is completely different from the situation inside the house, in the rotten building, the other party is holding an automatic rifle, and still in two different locations.

Ye Xiaofeng’s body quickly crawled towards the front, and he soon arrived in the depression where Jiang Wanling was hiding.

Jiang Wanling looked at Ye Xiaofeng with disdain, and while he was crawling over, Jiang Wanling fired another round.

In other words, there were only two bullets inside the pistol now.

“Idiot, did you bring bullets?” Ye Xiaofeng suppressed his anger and barely showed a smile.

“Nonsense, I’m not going to war, why bring so many bullets?” Jiang Wanling replied impatiently as she aimed.

When Jiang Wanling was about to shoot, Ye Xiaofeng snatched the pistol away with one hand.

Just kidding, if we continue to let her waste bullets, then Ye Xiaofeng and Jiang Wanling will have to die here.

After receiving the pistol, Ye Xiaofeng body stood up, four strong men found Ye Xiaofeng figure, quickly began to shoot up towards him, Ye Xiaofeng lunged towards the left side, bullets whoosh in the body swept by.

The pistol went off, Jiang Wanling full of anger cursed up: “You bastard …”

Only half of her words were just cursed when she heard the sound of the strong man’s miserable scream.

She quietly raised her head, and in an instant, Jiang Wanling’s face became complicated.

The two strong men on the right side were a bit far away, and they were completely attacked by Ye Xiaofeng, and they didn’t notice Jiang Wanling for a while, she just looked at the two strong men who fell on the ground in a daze and was shocked for a while.

“No, no, how could he have managed to string sugarplums, it must be an illusion.”

Jiang Wanling rubbed her face toward the dress, trying to wipe off the sweat on her face, she felt that the sweat must have obscured her vision, so she saw it wrong.

The dust on the dress stained her beautiful cheeks, Jiang Wanling’s sweat was wiped off, and a gunshot came again not far away, although Jiang Wanling had never been in battle, she could hear it, it was the sound of a gunshot from her Type 9-2 pistol.

She looked over towards the side and that damn bastard was whistling and calmly walking towards himself.

“Does this bastard want to die? Does he think he can kill two people with one shot?”

Jiang Wanling’s mouth muttered, her gaze couldn’t help but look towards the right side, and then, her sexy red lips opened, and she looked at the two strong men on the right side who had fallen to the ground with a stunned expression.

“Stringing sugarplums again?” Jiang Wanling was dumbfounded and looked at Ye Xiaofeng who came over with an incredulous face.

Two shots and two bullets, killing four strong men with AK47s in seconds?

Who the hell is this bastard?

He can’t be a wanted criminal too, right?

While Jiang Wanling kept guessing inwardly, Ye Xiaofeng had already walked over towards the strong man.

He kicked off the AK47 in the strong man’s hand and carefully checked the condition of the strong man.

Determining that all four strong men were dead, Ye Xiaofeng came to the jeep.

Opening the back of the jeep, Ye Xiaofeng found four large boxes, all of which were filled with drugs like white flour.

After finding these drugs, a faint smile appeared on Ye Xiaofeng’s face.

His nose is very sensitive, when he was inside the restaurant, he smelled the smell of drugs on the four strong men, which is why he intervened in this matter.

In the fight between the punks, Ye Xiaofeng certainly will not interfere but want to sell drugs under his nose, then Ye Xiaofeng will not be polite.

The sound of sirens came in the distance, Ye Xiaofeng frowned, he took out his cell phone and called Qi Tianzheng directly: “Old Qi, come to the outskirts.”

Jiang Wanling was dumbfounded, she took the pistol that Ye Xiaofeng threw down on her right hand and carefully checked it out, the pistol was indeed the one she had, but Ye Xiaofeng hit the string of candy canes twice with two bullets.

Four police cars have stopped on the road, a dozen armed police officers under the leadership of Zhang Hui, quickly came to the jeep, Zhang Hui inwardly puzzled, because the development of things, completely beyond his expectations.

When Zhang Hui saw Ye Xiaofeng, he couldn’t help but stutter in his heart.

Thinking about Ye Xiaofeng’s mysterious identity, Zhang Hui didn’t dare to offend Ye Xiaofeng.

“This, what’s going on?” Zhang Hui came to Ye Xiaofeng with a stiff upper lip and asked with a cautious face.

Ye Xiaofeng pointed to Jiang Wanling in the distance and did not say anything, he always kept watching over the drugs.

These drugs can only be handed over to Qi Tianzheng’s hands, Ye Xiaofeng can rest assured.

Zhang Hui gaze toward Jiang Wanling looked over, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.