If the tattoo artist is not caught, he will still be dead, and he will be a hero again in eighteen years.
He Xiaobei didn't know his psychology, otherwise he would have said:
How can you say that you are a hero?
After all, the tattoo artist was not as experienced as the other party, and his skills were far inferior to the other party, but his mind was still clear.
Seeing the opponent rushing towards him, he had no intention of resisting at all, but turned around and ran away.
As long as he was not caught, his men would quickly shoot him to death.
The fact was just as he thought. He had only run a dozen meters when Lei Fan fell to the ground.
In fact, he was shot in the side while rushing forward, otherwise he might not have been able to catch the tattoo artist with his speed.
He lay on the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still fixed on the direction of the tattoo artist. He was unwilling to give up, he really was unwilling to give up.
With Lei Fan's death, the gunshots and shouting inside the wall also stopped.
But everyone still did not relax, because the "gunshots" not far away from them continued.
When the tattoo artist saw that everyone was dead, he walked back and his mind began to calm down slowly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
If there really was another group of people, this guy should have waited for them to gather before rushing in together. Why did he suddenly rush into the gate like he was risking his life?
The noise of the crowd and the gunfire were so loud that he really couldn't hear clearly what the other party said.
The "gunshots" outside stopped after a while, but they did not dare to act rashly.
They stayed at the gate until dawn, and then the tattoo artist sent a few people out to check.
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