"boom!"

"Boom!"

At the same time, the middle and entrance of the cave also exploded, and there were dazzling fire lights and shocking waves rushing out from the ground, like a fire dragon.

The whole cave is like stir-fried chestnuts. The air wave generated by the strong explosion spreads around with countless stone chips and dirt, and it clashed.

The 30 or so people who poured into the cave were all fired up, their bodies were as fragile as a paper matchbox, and they were all shattered by the explosion.

The weapon in his hand also turned a few somersaults in the hole before it fell heavily to the ground.

Then the cave collapsed mostly like a rumbling, blocking the passageway.

There is not a living mouth.

The eight people at the entrance of the cave were also rushed by the air wave, screaming and rolling down from the entrance of the cave, their bodies stained with blood, causing Ling Zhuang behind them to move slowly.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Hearing the explosion, Ling Zhuang not only didn't get down, but climbed up frantically: "How could an explosion happen?"

Several children of the Ling family hurriedly held him down and protected his head to avoid being hit by the gravel from the hole.

"Big brother, big brother, there is a killing game above, and a killing game above."

A confidant who had one ear blown off but was still alive shouted in grief: "Someone wants to kill us."

Ling Zhuang shouted again: "Where is Jiaxin? Where is Jiaxin?"

The cronies know the result without looking at them: "Dead!"

Ling Zhuang's body shook and he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood. Is the baby girl dead? Then he yelled: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

"I want to see people when I live, and corpses when I die!"

Ling Zhuang pushed a few people away to climb up.

"Brother, this is a killing game, we have to leave immediately."

Several cronies held Ling Zhuang tightly: "It will be dangerous if you don't leave."

Although I don't know who did it, Ling Jiaxin can still be used to set up the game, but this bombing clearly shows the opponent's killing intent, so he must leave immediately.

Ling Zhuang yelled like a chicken blood: "This is our site. We have guns in our hands. We have people in our hands. We are not afraid..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Zhuang stopped all his movements, his eyes were shocked and looked to the side, and several of his cronies followed. Stiff body.

In the field of vision, two masked men carried two rocket launchers, aiming at them skillfully, and locked with cross fire.

The sharp-pointed armor-piercing warhead in the rocket launcher looked like the eyes of death in the cold sunlight.

This not only made Ling Zhuang's whole body cold, but also made them even have no idea of ​​shooting, only indescribable despair.

Ling Zhuang also tragically discovered that this was bought for Ling Jiaxin by his matchmaking arms dealer, but he did not expect it to be used against himself in the end.

In front of the two masked men, there was a young man standing, condescendingly looking down at the crowd, and then waving his hand like an order:

"put!"

Canshou's well-defined face showed clearly visible contempt for the enemy.

Ling Zhuang and the others screamed: "No—"

"Wow!"

The first rocket fired with an orange tail flame, like a shooting star flying in the sky, and hit the crowd of Ling's children severely.

"boom!"

The flames rose, a earth-shattering explosion sounded, and more than fifty children of the Ling clan who were evasive in a panic were blown up, and the canopy splashed with flesh and blood.

"boom!!"

The second rocket soon followed, with another explosion, as if the sky broke and the earth broke, and a huge fireball rose into the sky again.

The rising waves of steam caused the mountains to tremble, as if they were experiencing an earthquake. Many enemies were directly overturned and a **** rain fell.

After the two rockets were ejected, two masked men walked out from behind, filling in the last two and running away.

"Whizzing--"

Two more rockets blasted past, and Ling’s children were bombed again.

The vegetation from the cave to the valley was blazing, and the flames crackled and filled with a pungent smell.

In just two minutes, the 500 square meters where Ling Zhuang and the others were was blasted into a piece of loose soil, still dyed with rich blood.

The smoke of gunpowder is like a wave rolled up in the sea, unstoppable, surging, and even the handicapped can smell the smoke and dust.

"kill!"

After the rocket blasted off, his hand pulled out a gun, jumped, and led someone to fill the corpse.

The four masked men dropped their bazookas and drew out their guns to follow.

"Boom boom!"

After a burst of gunshots, the heads of the five or six Ling's backbones with severed hands and feet bloomed and extinguished the last rays of life.

All the gunfire gradually stopped.

Canshou scanned the enemy's corpse in the gunpowder. At this moment, a figure climbed up from the soil with difficulty, it was the Ling Zhuang who was desperately protected by everyone.

His skin was blackened by gunpowder smoke, his body was covered with wounds, blood was flowing, one arm was blown up, and there were shrapnel on his chest.

Ling Zhuang's appearance makes it hard to believe that he is still alive.

But he did not die, he stood up, his eyes still flashed with the unyielding of life, his eyes flashed crazy with Canshou:

"Who are you..."

A series of changes have not only severely damaged the Ling family's nephews, but also made the Ling family unable to parry. This is something that has never happened in decades.

Ling Zhuang was angry and frustrated, but he was even more at a loss. Is he getting old, or is the world changing too fast?

"Ye Tianlong!"

Canshou gave Ling Zhuang an answer, then pulled the trigger.

"Boom boom!"

After three shots sounded, Ling Zhuang's head blossomed to the ground...

When Ling Zhuang was too dead to die, Ye Tianlong was appearing at the outskirts mountain village to eat a whole fish feast. Yesterday, he ate once but was not satisfied, so he ran over.

By the way, he waited for the cans to come back.

"Pasqueflower and Bai Susu have arrived at Mingjiang."

When Ye Tianlong was about to bring two bottles of wine to warm up, Tianmo read the mobile phone message, and then whispered: "Dalmatians will protect them."

Ye Tianlong squeezed the peanuts and threw them into his mouth: "Let them have fun on the boat, don't worry about the medicine city, I can settle it."

"Ling Yun and Ling Jiaxin died one after another. Ling Zhantian will definitely go crazy against us, and even ask for help from the 13th League."

Tian Mo asked: "Should we also find some help?"

"Judging from intelligence, Ling Zhantian is not a simple character. To be able to sit in the position of the hall master, of course, has a strong factor, but it is more of a personal ability."

He worried about Ye Tianlong's safety: "He has 3,000 manpower, and we are number 20. Once we are surrounded, the consequences will be very serious."

Ye Tianlong's face remained calm: "Now we are waiting for the news of the broken hand. As long as Ling Zhuang dies, we can let the black tiger lead the crowd into the city."

"Ding--"

After the voice fell, Ye Tianlong's cell phone rang. He glanced at the number and pressed the hands-free: "Canshou, is everything going well?"

Canshou's voice was calm: "Even Ling Zhuang, ninety-three people, none of them live."

"Very well, you withdraw back, and at the same time inform Black Tiger to enter the city!"

Ye Tianlong took a glass of wine and finished drinking: "The next goal, Ling Zhantian!"