Faced with Ye Bei's strong playing style, Uncle Feng was also a little difficult to adapt for a while. He held the gun in both hands and often used a sweep to fight back.

For a moment, the two gradually became a stalemate, and neither side could do anything to each other.

"There are such powerful masters among this gang robber. It seems that they have underestimated them before."

Uncle Feng swung his spear and then took a few steps backwards, trying to distance himself from Ye Bei.

However, it was obvious that Ye Bei could not fulfill his intentions and pressed them on them again. Then his eyes gradually became confused, and his temperament suddenly changed.

This strange scene immediately scared Uncle Feng, frowned and retreated again.

However, this time Ye Bei did not rush up blindly, but seized the opportunity to hold the tip of the spear with both hands, then kicked up the gun with force, following this force, and directly lifted the gun rod.

Uncle Feng knew in his heart that most of his kung fu was on this spear. If he was really taken away, he would probably not only be buried here today, but even the lady would... Thinking of this, he did not dare to let go, so he was raised by Ye Bei over his head with the spear.

For a moment, one of the two sides grabbed the spear on one side, the difference was that Ye Bei stood on the ground, while Uncle Feng stood upside down in the sky.

However, this situation did not last long, and Ye Bei threw the spear to the ground with force, and he was about to throw him to the ground.

Uncle Feng naturally saw Ye Bei’s idea, and before he could wait for the spear to be dropped, he let go. He slid down and kicked Ye Bei in the chest with his legs.

"Cough cough..." This attack immediately made Ye Bei take two steps back and cough constantly while covering his chest.

Uncle Feng on the other side was unreasonable, and he held the tip of his gun and turned it into a stick with a gun, and slashed at Ye Bei with force.

Faced with this powerful and powerful attack, Ye Bei had to roll on the spot in a mess and barely avoid it. He looked up and found that the other party changed his left hand to his right hand, turned the tip of the gun and then poked it over.

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He rolled on the ground twice in a mess, avoiding the opponent's fatal blow. Ye Bei took the opportunity to grab the sand and threw it out.

The wind and sandstorms in the sky immediately blocked Uncle Feng's sight. He had lost his target without checking for a moment.

"Bastard, he actually used such a despicable trick!"

He roared angrily, Uncle Feng looked around and vigilantly, and could not find where Ye Bei had gone.

Just at this moment, a fierce gunshot suddenly came from the top of my head. Looking along the sound, I saw a light of fire illuminating the sky.

Soon, many guards in the convoy also began to launch fierce counterattacks, and the deafening gunfire was endless.

"No, I've been tricked to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

He cursed inwardly, Uncle Feng did not track Ye Bei's figure and quickly turned around and rushed towards Song Moyu.

At the same time, Ye Bei, who was hiding behind the car, rubbed his chest and then sighed.

"It's over, their large army is here..." After muttering a few words, he then got up and got back into the convoy.

The other party is condescending, even if he has great skills, he will never be able to climb such a high cliff.

The current situation is extremely passive for Ye Bei's side.

Because the people above have completely taken the initiative, they can fight as soon as they want, and Ye Bei can't stop him even if he wants to withdraw.

Even when they have a little disadvantage, they can use fire.

It only takes a few gasoline molten bottles to throw them down. Not to mention Ye Bei, even Xu Shuang will definitely not be able to escape.

Therefore, the only thing Ye Bei can do now is to find Xu Shuang first and then discuss countermeasures with her.

But the scene is so chaotic now, it is still difficult to find her among so many people... "Miss, I met a killer just now, obviously it was for you. I think you should run away quickly!"

At this time, Uncle Feng finally found Song Moyu, his old face full of excitement.

The situation is too dangerous now, and he must give priority to ensuring the life of the lady.

As for those coolies... they can only let them die.

When Song Moyu heard the fierce firefighting outside, he was a little confused for a moment. After all, he had been living in a safe environment. This was the first time he had encountered this situation.

"No, what if I leave, what about the others?"

"Don't worry about other people, Miss, the most important thing now is you. As long as you go back, the Song family will definitely seek revenge on them!"

Hearing this, Song Moyu's face became even hesitant.

"boom!"

Just at this moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded, which shocked everyone's feet and almost fell to the ground.

"What's going on, what happened?"

Song Moyu said, with a look of nervousness on his face and asked loudly.

At this time, a guard rushed into the tent with a panic expression, and his eyes lit up when he saw Uncle Feng.

"Not good, the other party used a bomb and directly blew our retreat. We have...bang!"

Before he could finish his words, his whole head exploded like a watermelon.

"No! The other party has a sniper, and he has already set his sights on us. Keep a secret!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Feng hurriedly grabbed Song Moyu who was frightened and then lie on the ground.

The sniper must have observed that there were always guards in this tent and noticed that the convoy leader was here.

Now that Song Moyu's position has been exposed, it is probably unlikely to escape again... Besides, their retreat has been killed, which means that no one here today can survive! Thinking of this, Uncle Feng felt even more desperate.

At this time, a one-eyed dragon whistled on the cliff, then continued to stare at the tent inside the convoy. With the help of the shadows illuminated by the light, he roughly estimated the other party's position and shot it out.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, another management member in the tent shot into the thigh and screamed in terror.

"Tsk, what a pity."

Seeing the shadow reflected on the tent still moving, the one-eyed dragon frowned immediately, obviously very dissatisfied with his shot. After adjusting it again, he pulled the trigger.

"puff."

Suddenly, the management's head also exploded.

Song Moyu's eyes, who fell on the ground, finally couldn't hold back and showed a look of horror.

However, before she could scream, Uncle Feng covered his mouth, then took out his pistol from his pocket, threw it out accurately and broke the light.

Suddenly the whole room became completely dark.

"Miss, don't speak out, change your clothes quickly, let's find an opportunity to escape..." He said this, but where can we escape in this situation like today?

Song Moyu seemed to have not heard him, and was still staring at the residue on the ground blankly.

These are all human beings, all living people. They were talking to her just now, but in the next second it turned into a cold corpse.

This scene suddenly pierced into her brain, making him feel a little dazed.

During the World War, many soldiers were initially stimulated by the bloody scenes, and their whole body became mentally suppressed.

Even after the war, this symptom will accompany them for a long time. This thing is called war psychology syndrome.

Ye Bei never thought that this master in front of him would suffer from this mental illness.

"I said, with your skills, why do you..." Looking at Xu Shuang, who was pale in front of him, Ye Bei asked with a strange look.

"I'm good at it, so what does it have to do with it?

That person just now turned into pieces. Wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable if you stump them?"

After taking a deep breath and forcibly calming herself down, Xu Shuang then stared at Ye Bei and asked back.

“It’s uncomfortable?

I can see many such scenes, so what's so uncomfortable about this?"

Shrugging, Ye Bei showed a very calm expression.

When he was having sex internationally, these were just small scenes, even more terrifying and perverted scenes.

"Okay, okay, it's almost done, so I say that those who practice hard in your sects still have too poor psychological quality."
Chapter completed!