Reborn Campus Maniac

"Divide two groups to outflank us!" Liu Guangbei directed the men from the Double Eagle Alliance to rush to the hotel. Naturally, this kind of charge cannot be done by people from the investigation team. If someone is willing to help, they have already risked their lives.

Give them enough face, there is no reason to let them die again

As expected, the opponent did not give up the pursuit. Black Bear led a group of people and rushed in from the left. Sanzhuang led a group of masters to forcefully break through the main entrance before rushing forward. Several bullets accurately hit the vanguard's head.

Brains splattered all over the place

The black bear hid a little slower, and also received a bullet in his thigh. He lay on the ground, pushed the golden mountain and fell the jade pillar, and howled in pain. Someone from the Double Eagle Alliance immediately carried him back and put him in the car to rest.

bandage the wound

As soon as the snipers of the flash team fired, their position was naturally exposed. The snipers of the investigation team opened fire without hesitation. There was a burst of fire from both sides, each killing several people. However, the side of the Double Eagle Alliance was covered and suppressed by bullets. I thought

If you want to rush in, you have to leave a lot of corpses behind.

Liu Guangbei saw that he had killed more than a dozen people in the blink of an eye, so he immediately stopped the charge and ordered the three strong men to lead martial arts masters to search for the target. He would rather kill by mistake than let this battle go. It was not just for Lin's sake.

Xiao Zha's madness is the last remaining game between the strategic alliance and the flash group. Once they fail, the flash group is likely to turn around and resurface.

Everyone knew this truth and had long been prepared for a life-and-death battle. With an order, they all moved out like cheetahs, disappearing into the thick mist under the cover of night.

In the hotel, Yang Laoshi held a machete and fought with dozens of strike group killers in a small place. The use of firearms was like a cocoon. Both sides were experienced warriors. They crowded into one place and invariably changed their weapons.

Machete, samurai sword, bloody battle. Yang Laoshi's body part was blocked behind. At this time, there were only a dozen people under his command. We were outnumbered, and we were trapped in the house. There was no other way but to fight hard.

The blood on Su Bei's body was flowing more and more, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and his breathing gradually became heavier. Xia Qi shed tears, held him in her arms, protected him with her body, and kept calling his name.

Several times, Su Bei was almost asleep. At this time, as long as he fell asleep,

He would never wake up again. Xia Qi shouted his name over and over again, Su Bei, Su Bei, Su Bei! Every call was like an invisible big hand, carrying him back outside the gate of hell. Su Bei woke up a little.

He smiled tenderly at her, but was unable to speak any more.

Yang Laoshi's two younger brothers guarded the two of them. Once someone from the flash group approached, they tried their best to stop Naihe. The number of people in the flash group was more than three times that of Hutang. Not long after they were outnumbered, one of them was hit by a samurai sword.

Chop it on the neck, blood splattered all over the body. Although the other person struggled to hold on, he was also stabbed three or four times, and he might lie down at any time.

Yang Laoshi looked like a madman, roaring violently every time he killed someone. The younger brothers he brought were all brothers who had followed him through life and death for many years. This group of people had worked together in the United States to defeat the Truth Sect, causing them to cry for their father and mother, killing and injuring them in one fell swoop.

The whole world was shocked, but at this time, they were being killed one by one in the small encirclement of the Japanese pirates, which made his blood boil and his heart was cut like a knife.

"Fuck them all!" Yang Laoshi slashed a knife horizontally, cutting a Yamagumi killer into two pieces at the waist, then kicked his lower body out of the window with a flying kick, and fell straight out.

Lin Xiaozha was watching with a telescope. When he saw half a body falling upstairs, he was shocked and said: "No, my brother is trapped up there!"

Ling Sha was also very anxious after hearing this and hurriedly dialed Yang Laoshi's number. The phone had already fallen to the ground during the fight and was trampled to pieces by countless big feet. It was a ghost if she could get through.

"I'll do it myself!" Lin Xiaozha felt secretly pain in his heart. Many brothers had died for him alone. If even Yang Laoshi died in it, he really didn't know how guilty he would be. Ling Sha held her down.

He shouted loudly: "Are you crazy? There are so many people and you are not missing. What can you do?"

Lin Xiaozha's eyes widened, and his right eye socket burst open due to excessive exertion, and a thin stream of blood flowed out: "Ling Sha, I can never watch Yang Laoshi die for me, get out of the way!

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"Calm down, brother Lao Lao, I am also worried about you, but what's the use of rushing over? If something happens to you, so many dead brothers will be sacrificed in vain!"

"I don't care!" Lin Xiaozha pushed her away with a palm, rushed out of the car door, and rushed towards the main entrance of the hotel.

Liu Guangbei and others were concentrating on observing the battle situation. They never expected that he would pounce on him. When they tried to stop him, it was already too late. The snipers of the flash team who were ambushing in the dark were all fired up when they saw Lin Xiaozha.

It takes so much energy to kill Xia

Qi, for what? It’s not just to kill Lin Xiaozha. If you can kill the person directly, why go to all the trouble? For a moment, all the firepower was concentrated on Brother Zha, and countless bullets hit the ground around him.

, impressive

Although Lin Xiaozha ran as fast as he could, he could not resist the concentrated firepower of the opponent. He was shot in the stomach and right calf each, and even his forehead was grazed by a bullet. Although he missed the hit, it scratched a piece of his scalp.

Blood splattered everywhere and the pain was burning. Lin Xiaozha didn't dare to stop for a moment and rushed in with all his strength.

In the hotel, he grabbed his right hand and forcibly dug out a three-point bullet from his calf. The overwhelming pain almost made him faint, but he used the unbearable pain as a motivation to cheer up and violently faced the upstairs.

He yelled: "Oh, ah!" He kept his head down and rushed up the stairs.

Several assassins guarding the stairs saw him rushing up like the wind and were about to shoot. Lin Xiaozha kicked the guns in their hands to the ground with three consecutive kicks. Before they could draw their samurai swords, he punched one by one.

He simply fell down and lay down, and gave him another heavy kick on his temple. With his current strength, with this kick, he would lose half his life even if he was not dead, and he would probably not survive.

Lin Xiaozha relied on his momentum and encouraged him to step forward. He knocked out more than a dozen good guys who were blocking the way, and bumped into a man in black. He tried his trick again and punched the man again, but the man didn't dodge.

Avoid, and received his punch forcefully. Both of them were shaken, and each took five or six steps back.

Seeing that he met a master at this time of year, Lin Xiaozha complained secretly in his heart that time waits for no one. He groaned: "Who is coming?"

"Yamamoto Ichiro!"

The man said coldly, with a strong murderous intent on his stern face.

Lin Xiaozha laughed wildly: "Why don't you call me Isoroku Yamamoto? Go to hell!"

While speaking, he took two deep breaths, adjusted his disordered breathing, and punched the man.

Yamamoto Ichiro sneered: "Are you Lin Xiaozha? Very good. Unexpectedly, I hit a big fish today. Count me lucky. Today next year will be your death anniversary!" Yamamoto said these words in Japanese, and the word "Lin Xiaozha" is not used.

He didn't understand either, so he screamed wildly: "What a squeaking bird, you are a bastard of a weak nation. It's time to repay your blood debt!"

The two fists collided, and they both felt pain. This time, they were prepared and did not retreat. They each punched hard again. This time, their fists did not collide, and they both hit the other's body. Lin Xiaozha was hit on the chest.

With a punch, his breath was suddenly interrupted, and Yamamoto Ichiro, who was feeling depressed for a while, was hit on the left shoulder. His left arm was hanging limply by his trouser leg, without any effort.

The two stared at each other for more than ten seconds, each roared, and then became entangled again. Yamamoto Ichiro glanced sideways and saw Lin Xiaozha's leg bleeding profusely, and wanted to make a sneak attack. Then he thought that Brother Zha must be on guard, so he gave a feint punch.

Attack his left temple

As expected, Lin Xiaozha was hit. He raised his hand to block it. Yamamoto Ichiro showed a ferocious smile and hit Lin Xiaozha's injured calf with a fierce kick. The force of the blow was already shocking, and the kick hit Lin Xiaozha's injured calf.

The severe pain in his body almost made him want to die. Like an injured trapped animal, Lin Xiaozha screamed and fell backwards.

Seeing the opportunity, Yamamoto Ichiro flew up and kicked Lin Xiaozha in the lower abdomen. He spurted out blood and rolled back down the stairs.

How could Yamamoto Ichiro allow him to escape death? He jumped down in a few steps and was about to kill him violently when he suddenly heard a loud shout in his ear: "Grandma, little Japan, die for me!"

The visitor was thin and withered, it was Dong Dazhuang from the Three Zhuangs. It was cold and he was wearing a sweater. He had no chance to show off his beautiful tattoos. It turned out that the people outside were shocked when they saw Lin Xiaozha rushing in alone. Liu Guang

Bei didn't care about being polite at this time, and immediately asked Miller to send his people to remove the snipers from the flash team.

, recalled San Zhuang and other martial arts masters, and ordered them to rush in. The speed of these people was amazing. In addition, most of the snipers in the flash group were killed, and the firepower was not as fierce as before. They actually rushed in and one of them, Dong San Zhuang, was beaten.

The gun only scratched the skin and was carried back. The others entered the hotel safely.

Dong Dazhuang was the first to rush in. Ichiro Yamamoto had studied the information on the Double Eagle Alliance and knew that this person was an ancient martial arts master who was discovered by Lin Xiaozha. He was trained to wear an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover. He was very difficult to deal with and was not much trouble at the moment.

words, take action suddenly, prepare to be caught off guard

Dong Dazhuang sneered and punched him with his body. Both of them were stunned. Dong Dazhuang was unharmed. He staggered and rushed forward bravely. Then Dong Erzhuang kicked him over. Many martial arts masters started to attack together. Even Yamamoto Ichiro

Even though he is the reincarnation of Tokugawa Ieyasu, he has to lie down quietly

Seeing that the situation here had stabilized, Lin Xiaozha took a deep breath, shouted, and rushed upstairs again

Dong Erzhuang and Yang Bao, who had returned to Wudang, were guarding him on the left and right, for fear that something might happen to him. The rest of the people were beating up Yamamoto Ichiro below, and they would not give up until they were ambushed on all sides. Thirty years of good harvests, Hedong will not give up, it is pitiful.

A famous general of the Flash Group was beaten to death by the crowd.

Lin Xiaozha tried his best to pass the pass. When he encountered someone who blocked him, he stepped back and Erzhuang and Yang Bao helped him to smooth things over. The road was smooth and no one could stop him. He was about to reach the room upstairs where the killing array was called.

, suddenly I saw a sword of white light coming out of the sky, and the air was cold.

As soon as Yang Bao pushed Brother Zha, he shouted angrily: "How dare the Japanese pirates run rampant? You will die!" His two legs were linked together in the air, and he kicked out continuously, just like Huang Feihong's Foshan Shadowless Kick on TV.

In the eyes of Lin Xiaocha, a pirate woman with a plump figure and a strong face was full of eyes. It was very familiar. It was the flashing woman who had been pressed by him to the crowd.

It turned out that after Watanabe Junzi was in the gun, he fled the scene immediately. Later, he found that the injury was not serious, but the left arm flew a piece of meat, and the bullet was not embedded in the meat. For those who were trained strictly, it was simply counting.

It is not necessary to bandage any harm, she crossed her heart and killed it again. She must do Xia Qi, and when she knew that she had arrived, she had evolved into a big melee of the two parties.

The younger brother of the two Tiger Hall was going to the house, and inadvertently, I saw the staggering Lin Xiaocheng.

Thinking of Lin Xiaocha's endless love that day, she was angry from her heart and lurked on the side of the stairs to the side of the stairs. When the three were approaching, it was a knife, and she wanted to take the dregs and life!

Yang Bao is a vulgar priest. He is an ordinary person on weekdays. He has no combat experience.