The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Haha! Is this man crazy? Just dare to come to the door alone?"

"Alone, isn't this death? I think there is something wrong with Bacheng's mind!"

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd.

All the gunmen's expressions were relaxed, and they showed a little contempt and sneer.

I thought that the other party would attack aggressively, making them uneasy and uneasy, but now they found that there was only one person coming, and they suddenly had a sense of laughter.

Even a person, even a cultivator, can't go anywhere.

Now, they have thousands of gunmen, and there are nearly a hundred masters who are also cultivators in the building. This person's power is too small, and it is no different from death.

Inside the building, there was also a burst of laughter, and the original killing atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

On the top floor, after three confirmations by Miki Goro, he laughed.

The current Sanmu Building has gathered all the elite strengths of the Sanmu Society, and there are more than a hundred masters sitting in the town.

There is obviously only one person, but he has to send a threatening letter in advance to prepare him. This really makes him a little puzzled. Is it just to scare him?

Bacheng is a lunatic!

He secretly said.

"Submit the order, try to catch as much as possible, it is not possible, kill it on the spot, don't let him run away!" He said coldly.

"Hi!"

Behind him, a man in black bowed, took out the intercom, and issued an order.

On the street, more lights illuminated and hit the figure.

He was dressed in black and had a stiff posture, which looked a bit cool, but one face was a little blurry, as if it was covered with a shadow, and he could not see clearly.

This makes everyone a bit strange, but when they thought that this might be a cultivator, they were relieved.

"The Chinese people in front listen, please give up resistance and surrender quickly, otherwise, don't talk about killing!" A black man with long hair and braids in braids raised his megaphone and shouted loudly.

The figure stood up without any response.

The man shouted again: "I say it again...please give up resistance, otherwise..."

However, when it comes to this, it stops abruptly.

Boom!

With a short and sharp gunshot, a hole suddenly appeared in his forehead, and blood burst out.With a huge impact, he planted back and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was silence in the crowd.

"Huh! There's so much nonsense, just hit it if you want to fight, noisy!"

Tang Hao grinned and shouted.In his hands, I don't know when there was an extra pistol.

He also turned around very smartly, a very relaxed and comfortable look.

The crowd suddenly boiled.

The Dongying people gritted their teeth one by one, and made an angry roar.

"Ba Ga! Damn him! Damn this bastard!"

"Shoot! Shoot all, make him a sieve!"

Along with the roar, they raised their guns and aimed at the figure in front.Then, one by one, the muzzle spewed out a tongue of fire, intertwined into a dense fire net, pouring out.

If you are an ordinary person, or a sloppy road leader, I'm afraid I'll scare me.

Such terrifying firepower cannot be stopped by even ordinary practitioners.

But Tang Hao, even without hiding, greeted him directly.

Ding Ding Ding!

The bullet hit the light curtain and burst into a crisp sound, dense as rain.

This firepower, like a violent wind, like a shower, is raging wildly, but the light curtain is so thick that it cannot be shaken for a while.

"Fuck me!"

The gunmen were dumbfounded.

What is he doing?It's like a turtle shell.

"You guys, waste, shoot, shoot me!"

"East, west, wrong... Everyone transferred me to kill the bastard."

The commander in the rear jumped angrily and roared wildly.

The order was conveyed, and people from all over the Quartet kept coming, carrying guns one by one, filled with indignation.

They are so many people, can't they deal with a Chinese person, it is a shame!

"Kill!" They roared loudly, holding their strength and vowing to make Tang Hao a sieve.

On this side, the morale is high and the atmosphere is fanatical, but on the other side, Tang Hao is a look of comfort. He stands there, holding his hand, motionless, letting bullets pour out.

From time to time, I yawned.

At first glance, the group of Dongying people almost vomited blood.

They were all angry and their eyes were red.

Under constant fire, finally, the light curtain broke, and the group of Dongying people were ecstatic, and many people cheered.

But at this time, Tang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "What are you excited about, but you just knocked out one, well, I still have one! One is not enough, I still have a lot, you want a few ?"

With that, beside Tang Hao, another light curtain was opened, and then, another one.

One by one, the group of Dongying people was completely dumbfounded.

They swayed and almost vomited bleeding. One of them was already so difficult to deal with. There are so many. How to fight this?Is this guy really a turtle!

"Just now, you just borrowed your hand to try the intensity of this thing. Now, you can die!"

Tang Hao said coldly that he didn't know when in his hand, but he had an extra RPG.

The group of gunmen looked silly again, dumbfounded.

Fuck me, is this a trick?Where did this guy get this RPG from?

Before they could react, the rockets exploded, exploding a flame, a violent shock wave, and flew a group of people.

Suddenly, the situation became chaotic.

Tang Hao threw the RPG, flicked it in the hand, and added two more machine guns, shooting wildly towards the four sides.

Ahhhh!

Someone keeps getting shot down.

The bullets were intertwined and the blood was splattering, and this street was completely red with blood.

He was like a god of killing, relentlessly harvesting his lives. The gun in his hand, like a trick, was constantly changing. Once the bullet was finished, he threw it away.

At the next moment, a gun full of bullets was held in his hand.

He has only one person, but his firepower is extremely fierce.

The fighting lasted for three or four minutes, and there were already dead bodies lying on the street.

The rest of them finally shuddered.

This is simply a personal weapon arsenal, but it has another layer of shell, which is as hard as a tortoise. How do you fight it?

However, they did not dare to escape, and could only spread apart, relying on obstacles and resisting tenaciously.

Listening to the real-time report on the battle situation, the people in the whole building were silent, and their faces became very ugly.

"Retreat! Give me retreat! Give me all back to the building."

As soon as Miki Goro knocked on the table, he roared wildly.Those eyes are blood red.

His heart was bleeding.

These are all the elite of his Miki Society. If he is really killed in a massive fire with the Huaxia people, he does not feel sorry. But now, there is only one opponent, but so many people have died, he simply can't stand it.

"Give me the order and let the masters take the shot. Who killed this guy, I will give him a billion, and it will be in US dollars."