"Your uncle!"

The fat man pushed the eagle away and retreated to the sofa. He just wanted to fight back, but he felt a coldness behind him. He was so scared that he quickly rolled onto a donkey and avoided it. Sure enough, several bullets hit the sofa behind him, directly piercing the person who kicked him through the chest.

The little fat man smiled and shook his head. As expected, no one who was against him ended up having any good endings. Look, this is called retribution!

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and one retribution will be repeated again and again. The little fat man did not get fist or gun, and was punched by Tian Qiong at that time.

Based on the principle that comrades are easy to reason and do not act if they can speak, the fat man kicked Tian Qiong away again, and then several bullets came over.

The little fat man swore that he must press the people upstairs to the ground and step on them a few times. He is just a melon-eating crowd now. He hasn't finished watching the show yet, why are all guns greeting him?

Of course, the masked man upstairs would not tell Li Feng that they just spoke because they didn’t like him. Such boring things don’t need to be said.

The eagle was more lucky. He hid in a place and pretended to be a melon-eating crowd. He didn't pay any attention to him at all, so he treated him as an ordinary person.

The little fat man was really angry. He dragged his fat body, grabbed the handrail of the stairs and threw it up, then rushed up the stairs and kicked a masked man away. The masked man fell to the ground, with blood in his mouth. The little fat man's kick was really painful just now, and he kicked his ribs directly, and it should have pierced his heart.

When the gunmen next to him saw this fat man so arrogant, they regretted what he did just now. If they had known that the fat man was so powerful, they would not have shot him.

But regret is useless. After all, no one in this world sells regret medicine, so he can only take action.

The three masked men in the back fell down before they could even take action. The two masked men in front didn't understand what was going on, but they found that the three falling companions had a needle stuck in their necks...

Ma Laosan is quite reliable at critical moments. He can play a good flute... Oh no, it should be said that he can play a good needle.

Before a masked man could figure out what was going on, he saw a fist as big as a sandbag hit him, breaking his mask directly, and the fragments were embedded in his eyes, and he grinned in pain on the spot.

A masked man next to him was about to shoot when suddenly a flying knife shot over and stabbed him directly on the back of his hand. The gun in the masked man fell down, and the little fat man took it in his hand and smiled:

"Thank you!"

Thank you sister!

Another masked man saw his companion's gun being stolen and kicked him up, but his movements were too slow and he blinded his eyes, which made the little fat man grab one leg and throw it down from the upper floor.

The dance hall has never been as lively as it is now. There are gunfire everywhere, and there are a few corpses lying there, and several sofas were smashed, but until now, people from several sides are still fighting for it.

The masked man was dealt with, with his head facing down at such a high distance. If he had not lost his combat effectiveness, it would only mean that their ancestral tomb had exploded, otherwise he would not have such good luck.

The little fat man slowly walked down from the upper floor, a bullet hit his feet, and a hole was made on the carpet. The little fat man quickly squatted down timidly, touched the eagle, and handed the gun to him.

"It's still hot!"

The eagle wiped off the blood on it, and he always felt that the boss was very bloody. Why didn't he just blow someone else's head? It would be so straightforward.

Of course, Li Feng would not tell him that he forgot to bring a gun when he came out. He just climbed up the stairs and wanted to pull out the gun and pretend. When he was pussy, he suddenly found that there was no gun in his back. He was embarrassed at that time and almost jumped down...

The eagle held a gun in one hand and quietly hid behind the stairs. At this time, Tian Qiong was also hiding here. She took out an exquisite small pistol from her bag, and it seemed that she should often carry such dangerous items.

"The person we are looking for is that foreigner, we must snatch people from this group of people."

"They have too many people, and there may be helpers outside, so we only have three of them. How can we grab them?"

Tian Qiong felt that this little fat man was joking, and the other party was full of people. The most important thing was that this was the British Concession, and there would be people from the police station coming soon. If they found someone, they might not be able to take them away.

Li Feng and Eagle looked at each other, and then the two looked at Tian Qiong behind them, shook their heads with disgust.

Tian Qiong didn't know what the expressions of the two of them meant? But she always felt that it was not a good thing, she... seemed to be disliked.

"It should be two and a half!"

The fat man curled his lips and said, the eagle beside him also echoed:

"Yes, it's two and a half!"

Whether the remaining half has combat power is just a matter of the two. Of course, the current situation should be to see the other party fighting. When the other party fights almost the same, they are rushing up.

The military tube people were so fierce that they rushed up to grab people. Do they think they were wearing bulletproof vests?

The Japanese never vegetarians' bullets, so several military tubes in front of them died directly.

Li Feng really wanted to knock the head of the military commander who was leading the army. He had a paste in his head. This practice would only increase casualties.

Although they have never dealt with the military commander, after all, the other party is also Chinese, he still feels a little touched.

"They've almost fought, let's do it right away."

The fat man touched the gun and finally saw Chals being knocked to the ground. There were several bullet holes on his coat, but he didn't shoot the foreigner...

However, the military tube man seemed to be at a disadvantage. When the fat man saw that the time was up, he pulled a piece of cloth around his face, which was not visible to the public for the time being.

"Team leader, retreat, the Japanese are here!"

A military man shouted anxiously, their people had not arrived from the south yet, so they were in a hurry to have a shortage of people. Unexpectedly, this time the Japanese robbed them first, so they were particularly anxious now.

However, in the current situation, they can only retreat, otherwise they will likely be wiped out.

The military commander-in-chief jumped out of the window with some reluctance, and the glass shards were shattered all over the floor.

The Japanese thought the matter was over, so they raised their guns with pride and broke many pieces of glass in the dance hall, as if they were showing off something.

But at this moment, gunshots suddenly sounded behind them, and a Japanese man's head was blown up on the spot, and his brain shattered on Charles' face like tofu.

Feeling the hot brain, Charles fell to the ground on the spot. Although he likes to take risks, he doesn't like to die.

The Japanese discovered that there were still people here, and before they could turn around, gunfire sounded outside.
Chapter completed!