It is obvious that these are a group of smart criminals.
What Su Qingming thought of, they also thought of.
Su Qingming wanted to defeat them one by one, but how could they do as he wished?
The group dispersed along the encirclement and approached step by step.
Su Qingzhu glanced at her brother's teammates hiding in the dark, and continued to watch the show in the space calmly.
The group guessed that the number of people on the other side must be smaller than theirs, otherwise they would just attack directly.
So they held their guns, grinned evilly, and looked very proud.
But when four of them suddenly fell silently at the same time, they panicked.
There was no sound, and the direction in which the person fell also changed. They couldn't find the sniper's location for a while.
They could only gather their men and fire in those four directions.
It is called strafing, but in fact it also requires changing bullets.
While they were changing their bullets, four more men fell silently.
The direction was almost 45 degrees to where they were aiming.
They were a little confused, so where was the enemy?
Are they going to focus on one place now, or split into two directions?
Just as they were hesitating, four more people fell down, and in a different direction.
In the blink of an eye, half of them were dead.
The people in the wooden house were alert, but they were unaware of what was happening outside.
The remaining sixteen people outside the house had just laid down and were about to crawl forward when they lay down forever.
Su Qingzhu was lying in the space and almost rolling on the ground "watching". It was really amazing. She had underestimated this team.
But her brother has trained a team of sharpshooters. Each of them is so powerful that every shot is aimed at the enemy's forehead.
When everyone outside the house was wiped out, the transaction inside the house was completed.
A man opened the door and fell down without even having time to see what was happening outside.
"Wow!" The others were so scared that they quickly dodged.
Someone tried to drag the man away and close the door.
However, the place where that person fell was too beautiful, and before he could be dragged away, three more people fell down.
The remaining four people in the house huddled in a blind corner, thinking that if they couldn't see, they couldn't be hit. However, the bullet passed through the wood and finally took root in their bodies.
Finally, the only living person in the house struggled to raise his bullet-infected hand, dragged his injured leg out, and weakly shouted, "I'm throwing my gun, don't kill me, I'll tell you everything," and walked out to surrender.
The man struggled to reach the door, and finally collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
"Is there anyone alive inside?" Su Qingming asked.
"No one else, just me." The man answered breathlessly.
Su Qingming waved his hand, and someone came forward to remove the bullet and bandage the man. He couldn't let him die.
He went outside the wooden house and listened, then carefully went in to make sure that there was no living person inside before letting his men go in to move things.
This transaction was a big one, involving forty boxes of guns and ammunition, all of which were kept in an air-raid shelter somewhere else.
There were four people guarding there, and Su Qingming killed them easily.
Su Qingzhu did not leave. She waited until Su Qingming reported the situation and a car was sent to transport the ammunition. Su Qingming followed her back before she turned around and left.
When she didn't see Su Qingming, she wouldn't worry about how he would carry out his mission outside or whether he would encounter danger.
But whenever she saw Su Qingming, especially when she saw him on a mission, she would always worry about accidents.
It is true that "once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years."
Su Qingming, who was sitting in the car, suddenly turned around and looked somewhere. He always felt that someone was looking at him over there, but that was a field and the wheat had been harvested long ago, so there was no one there.
Si Jingyu did not send anyone to protect Su Qingming, so he was completely unaware of the situation here.
Except for a trip to Wu Province today, he stayed in the house all day, releasing his supernatural powers from time to time in the hope of finding Su Qingzhu's scent.
But every time my hope is dashed.
He was frustrated and helpless, and had no idea what to do about the current situation.
**
The next day was Si Jingyu’s 19th birthday.
He stayed by the phone early in the morning.
The first call came in and he picked it up quickly.
"Hello."
It turned out to be Grandpa Si who called.
"Happy birthday, Xiaoyu! Do you want to come to Grandpa's house for dinner tonight? Your grandma will make you a lion's head."
"No, Grandpa, I have a date tonight."
"Well, have fun." Grandpa Si remembered what his comrades said two days ago, and hung up the phone with a "hehe" smile.
Si Jingyu: “…”
Grandpa, what are you thinking about?
The second call came in and Si Jingyu quickly picked up the phone.
This time it was his mother calling.
"Xiaoyu, I heard Qingzhu is here to celebrate your birthday with you?"
Si Jingyu thought to himself that it was, but he was pissed off by your son and ran away.
"Mom, who told you that?"
"Your grandmother Yang saw it with her own eyes."
Si Jingyu: "...So why are you calling?"
"Oh, let you celebrate properly. Bring Qingzhu home for dinner when you have time."
"good."
I want to, but I don’t know where he is.
The third call was from my good friend Yang Zhihan.
Yang Zhihan asked tentatively, "Ayu, do you want to get together tonight?"
Si Jingyu sighed, "Sorry, let's get together another day."
Yang Zhihan understood instantly, "So you two haven't reconciled yet?"
"yes."
"Um, Ayu."
"Um?"
"A man's self-esteem is worthless. Don't be too tough when you need to bow your head. Women tend to respond to softness rather than hardness."
Si Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Where did you learn this?"
"That's what my sister said. She said if you want dignity, forget about wanting a wife, and if you want a wife, forget about dignity."
Si Jingyu: "...I won't say anymore. I'm waiting for a call."
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