"There's a sniper, be careful!"
Misael almost roared in the first place. He quickly pounced on Stone, who had already become a corpse, and fell to the ground. Then he turned over and used the body as a flesh shield to block in front of him.
When the others heard this, they immediately squatted down as if they were facing a formidable enemy and quickly approached the four dragon heads. The guns aimed at the forest around them, trying to find the position of the sniper.
"Stone is dead and immediately inform everyone to give up looking for the whereabouts of the eagle team and withdraw from the Jade Valley. Jason was not under control, and Samar fell into the hands of Jason. We have received fake intelligence, so we must evacuate as soon as possible, otherwise, the elites of the Dragon Society will not be safe!"
The death of a dragon head was a huge matter for the Dragon Society!
But the situation of being blind was already very obvious!
The dead body disappeared, the inexplicable signal for help, and Samar's bizarre phone...
All of them proved that the whole valley had been carefully laid out by Jason and was about to become the tomb of the nine dragon heads and thousands of elites of the Dragon Society!
Misael was frightened.
He didn't know what method did Jason use to do all this.
But the most important task at the moment was not to avenge the Thirteenth Master, but to withdraw!
Hurry up and retreat!
Before the nine dragon heads and thousands of elites of the Dragon Society were completely killed here, they must leave here as soon as possible. Otherwise, the strength of the Dragon Society...
"Let's go! Let's go!"
"There's an ambush on the mountain! Protect the dragon heads and retreat immediately! Don't hesitate!"
"Hurry up!"
The entire scene had descended into a brief period of chaos.
More than a thousand members of the gang were gathered on the narrow winding road.
From the beginning to the end, the three dragon heads clustered around, and they wanted to turn around and escape from this horrible place!
Pu!
However, at this moment, Mr. 14, who was hiding behind a hatchet man with a pale face, spurted out a blood drop from the back of his head. The high- speed rotating penetrating force of the bullet directly made his drooping head raise high and pierced through the body of the hatchet man in front of him!
"Ah!!!" The elite of the Dragon Society, who was walking in front, had a thoughtful look on his face. He opened his mouth. The next second, his chest was directly pierced by a bullet, and blood splashed like an arrow. He fell softly to the ground.
"Wilfred! Bastard! This bastard killed Wilfred again!" The group of people from the Dragon Society all let out a tragic scream that sounded like they were about to die.
Misael also turned around when he heard the voice.
But he began to feel lucky that he had made the right choice when he saw Master 14 die with his head blown up. However, there was no time for him to stay. He bent down and hid himself in the crowd, hurriedly running down the hill.
Pu!!!!
Another bullet was shot out from the dark mountain forest, directly into the forehead of an elite who stood in front of Finnegan. After the bullet was pierced, the bullet, with blood, almost brushed past Finnegan's forehead and skin, burning with pain!
"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, hahahahahaha! This garbage spear technique didn't hit me, hahahaha!"
Grandpa Fifteen was like walking through the gates of hell. Looking at the men who had died for him, he touched his head with his hand, stood up and laughed.
"Useless gunmanship, you can't even hit this. Go back home and have a good sleep. Trash, you even dare to aim at my head. Believe it or not, when I go out, I will kill your whole family, and f*ck you..."
The words in Grandpa Fifteen's mouth suddenly came to a halt.
He watched helplessly as a bullet that was several times larger than a normal bullet fiercely tore through the bodies of the people in front of him. Then, without any pause, it went straight into his stomach.
In that instant, Grandpa Fifteen even felt as if his body was about to leave the ground.
He saw himself getting farther and farther away from the ground. Like a kite with a broken string, he began to uncontrollably fly to one side until he got farther and farther away. When he saw the frightened eyes of the people below him, and the half-broken bloody back with black eyes, he fell to the ground dead and could no longer see anything.
"What a fool!" Misael swore to himself. Three of the four dragon heads had died in an instant, leaving him alone!
He had no time to think about how to explain it to Rhett Ko when he returned to Yanjing. Based on the current situation, whether he could leave this place alive or not was not a matter at all!
"One team to seven teams, you take your men to the forest to find the snipers. At the very least, you distract his vision and don't let him kill our people so unscrupulously. After we leave safely, you will withdraw on your own. Do you understand?"
Misael paused for a moment and then ordered his men to go on.
"Yes sir!"
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