He Jinshan kicked Pang Ji against the wall. If it had not been repaired, the wall would have cracked and the soil would have fallen off.
"Pang Ji!" Jiang Henian shouted, "We have no grudge against you. As a Chinese, aren't you ashamed to be a traitor?"
Pang Ji spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed with bloodshot teeth: "Whoever gives you milk is your mother, isn't that a Chinese proverb, little girl?"
Hou Wenying struggled to stand up, bumped Pang Ji with his shoulder, and gasped and shouted, "Don't seek death!"
"Do you think useless killers like you who failed their mission are worth saving?"
He Jinshan rubbed the blood off the edge of his shoe on the snow, his tone casual, revealing the arrogance and coldness of a superior.
Pang Ji leaned against the wall, a barely perceptible light flashed across his vision, and his hands tied behind his back instantly clenched in excitement.
He pulled his lips together, spitting blood while laughing hoarsely, looking up at the tall, strong and unpredictable man, "Really? Why, you have experience?"
Jiang Henian frowned and was about to speak when his vision suddenly blurred and he was knocked to the ground by He Jinshan.
At the same time, the extremely ferocious howling of wolves was heard.
"Bang!"
The dull sound of bullets hitting the snow was heard where the two men had just stood.
Jiang Henian's pupils suddenly shrank. There was someone else!
Bullet holes appeared one after another on the thick snow, and snowflakes were flying.
He Jinshan flew on the ground holding Jiang Henian and rolled to avoid the accident.
Jiang Henian was dizzy and the next moment she was picked up by He Jinshan and rushed into the house. The moment the door slammed shut, she saw Dewang's back as he leaped over the courtyard wall with a roar.
The thick wolf hair, filled with the aura of a ferocious beast, fluttered in the wind like silk in the moonlight.
Pang Ji leaned against Hou Wenying, watching the men in black rushing into the yard one after another. He endured the dull pain in his chest, laughed loudly, and shouted behind the wall.
"Comrade He Nian, hide well and watch with your own eyes how your man dies!"
Jiang Henian rushed to the door and slammed it hard: "He Jinshan! He Jinshan!"
"Don't come out! Don't come near the door!"
A man's steady voice came from outside the door.
There was a sound of fierce fighting outside, and then a loud bang was heard. A hole was pierced through the door panel by a bullet, which was only a dozen centimeters away from Jiang Henian. The bullet hit the floor of the house directly.
Jiang Henian was so scared that he withdrew his hand, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.
They have guns... they really have guns! Silenced guns!
Her mind went blank, and she was awakened by Dewang's unprecedented violent roar.
The sounds of fighting, footsteps, and screams outside the door were as chaotic as a melee. Many times the door was slammed, and the sounds instantly faded away.
Jiang Henian felt cold all over and trembled violently.
He Jinshan, He Jinshan was outside with his bare hands, blocking people and protecting her.
There were a few more bullet holes on the door panel.
Tears of fear flowed uncontrollably down his face. Jiang Henian crawled to his feet and moved his hand towards the door. Two shelves full of things blocked the door.
She quickly ran to the window and just put down a shelf when the glass was shattered by a bullet.
Jiang Henian screamed in a low voice and squatted down with his hands covering his head.
The cold wind wrapped in heavy snow rushed in, and the sounds of fierce fighting outside could be heard clearly.
The girl held a stainless steel basin on her head and looked out cautiously from the corner of the window. Suddenly, she saw the black muzzle of a gun. Before she could scream, the barrel of the gun was pulled out.
A man in black was strangled by He Jinshan with one arm. With a "click", he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the snow. His face, bent 180 degrees and bleeding from all seven orifices, was facing Jiang Henian.
Clang——
The stainless steel basin fell to the ground.
Jiang Henian stared blankly at the man who died in such a horrible way.
At that moment, He Jinshan's cold and murderous eyes were engraved in her mind.
"Bang!"
He Jinshan dodged the bullet that came from nowhere, grabbed the pistol on the ground, and pulled the trigger twice. Jiang Henian heard two sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground.
"Hide inside!"
Surrounded by seven or eight armed killers, He Jinshan's movements were so fast that people could hardly see them. In the blink of an eye, he took away someone's gun and killed him.
Under the dim light, people were lying all over the ground, and the snow was all dyed red.
When the bullets are used up, the real plan is revealed.
The machetes made a sound of cutting through the wind. While He Jinshan was killing people brazenly, he was also hit by a knife. Blood on his back dripped down his dark blue clothes onto the snow.
The room was pitch black, and tears kept flowing from the girl's eyes.
She saw the gate of the courtyard being kicked open, and three, four, five, or seven more people rushed in, as if they were endless, and could never be beaten or killed.
The giant wolf growled and bit a man's neck, throwing him away.
Then he was also shot and let out a wolf howl of anger and pain that shook the earth.
The sound made Jiang Henian's ears buzz.
He Jinshan, He Jinshan...
She raised her hand and slapped herself hard, tears flying out, and a bright red slap mark immediately appeared on her snow-white cheek.
She stood up with shaking legs, and piled all the objects in the space that could be used to block the view onto the window shelf, completely covering the broken glass.
"Fuck, they sent so many people, why didn't they show up earlier!"
Pang Ji's eyes flashed with excitement, and he shouted at a man who was kicked and thrown to his feet by He Jinshan: "Hey! Quickly let us go! You can't beat him!"
A gun was pressed to his head.
Hou Wenying gritted her teeth and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!"
The man in black clutched his chest and spoke in a strangely accented Chinese, "You guys didn't do your job well and exposed the shadows. The higher-ups have issued a kill order."
Pang Ji opened and closed his mouth in disbelief: "Ge...kill order?"
"Kill me? Fuck your mother! I've been lying in wait in this damn place for months, and you want to kill me?!"
He suddenly attacked, quickly raised his bound legs, and kicked the man in black to the ground.
Hou Wenying moved his knees and lunged, sweeping the gun away with his shoulder, but was kicked directly into oblivion by the center of the fight in the middle of the yard.
He Jinshan grabbed the collars of two men and used them as shields to block the incoming bullets. He used the force to fly up, twisted another man's neck with his leg rope, kicked another man into the corner of the wall, and rushed forward without slowing down his attack. With the help of Dewang's biting, he grabbed three guns with his hands and shot two men with his backhand.
His movements were as swift and strange as ghosts, making it hard to keep up with the pace and react in time. Blood splattered on his handsome and cold face. He was possessed by the god of death, and wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river.
He threw away the useless gun, turned around and kicked, and fought with four people. He didn't notice the man in black who was lying nearby and not yet dead, and quietly reached out to touch a knife on the ground.
Dewang bit the wrist of a man holding a gun at the door.
The man in black who was kicked away by Pangji cursed in a mixture of English and Japanese, got up, drew out a knife, grabbed Pangji's hair tightly, put the blade on his neck, and laughed strangely.
"You bastards, prepare to die!"
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