C147 A Fierce Battle
In that split second, a few of the containers were filled with a shocking amount of killing intent. One of them was even filled with killing intent!
"It's someone with the surname Hong!"
It was "Mr Hong!"
So that Mr Hong was hiding right under the noses of the mercenaries from the four kingdoms, and no one noticed him!
The reaction of the gambling king, Meng Xinghe, could not be said to be slow. However, the arrow was already on the bowstring. How could there be any reason for him to withdraw and withdraw?
The group of mercenaries could be said to have experienced hundreds of battles, but unfortunately, it was too late!
"Clang!"
"Clink! Clink!"
"Clang!"
In the many containers scattered in front of the cargo hold, six of the seemingly ordinary containers suddenly opened at almost the same time.
The mercenaries who had reached the ground below the cargo hold were ready to push forward. They subconsciously looked at the containers that were scattered in six different directions and heights. It did not matter if they did not look. When they saw it, everyone gasped!
Absolute Big Killing Weapon!
The harvester of life, the overlord of individual combat - "Fire God" Gatling!
The six "Fire God" Gatling, which had already begun to turn in the air to warm up, began to rotate rapidly with their black muzzles. Their target was the mercenaries who did not have any precautions in their hearts.
Six "Death Gods" descended from the sky. Five of them were extremely ordinary, but the last one was... Everyone present knew who it was. He was the one who had claimed to be the Death God since his debut. Mr Hong! A madman who had killed and set fire since he was twelve years old!
He was sitting behind a "Fire God" Gatling with a thick and long cigar in his mouth. He had a ferocious smile on his face as he looked down at the ground like a high and mighty demon god. He was ready to recklessly hunt for the lives of mortals.
"Those who dare to offend me, die!"
Mr Hong lightly spat out a sentence, but these two words were as calm as thunder!
His Fire God Gatling had finally completed the air heat conversion and opened fire!
"Dadadada..."
"Dadada..."
"Dadada, Dadada..."
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If one "Fire God" Gatling was a nightmare, then the six Fire God Gatling shouting at the same time was a never-ending massacre!
In the battlefield, except for two or three clever mercenaries who saw that the situation was not right at first sight. They immediately fell to the ground, and the rest of the mercenaries were still in shock. However, their bodies were exposed to the furious roars of the Fire God, Gatling.
Even though everyone could hear the crazy cry of the gambling king, Meng Xinghe, by their ears just now, telling everyone to quickly find cover to hide, all of this had happened too suddenly and too late.
Flesh pieces, severed limbs, fresh blood...
Broken wooden frames, broken tower frames, pierced containers...
Miserable screams, moans, the sound of bullets shooting...
Every second, mercenaries died. They were dead, not injured. Under the coverage of the crossfire of the six Gatling heavy machine guns, they were not lucky enough to survive!
"Boom!"
A fast ship closest to Poseidon, who had yet to see who was controlling the heavy fire, was heavily wounded and exploded on the surface of the sea.
"Swish!"
Amidst the terrifying sound of machine guns, an unusual sound came from behind a relatively hidden container.
"Puff!"
Almost at the same time, one of the six Fire Gods, Gatling, died. The yellow hair controlling the machine gun... Just a moment ago, his face was still twisted with excitement and sickness. But now... Following the dull sound, a stunning flower of blood blossomed between his eyebrows. He died.
It was Xiao Binn!
Because of Ye Kai's death, this guy with severe injuries poured all of his anger onto the Sea Emperor Poseidon. When the mercenaries were moving, he also took action.
The attack just now was a bamboo Flying Dagger in his hand!
"Dadadada..."
A powerful bullet immediately shot through the container where Xiao Binn was hiding. It was extremely dangerous.
It turned out that behind one of the "Big Killing Weapon," was the Leng Wuyan who only had one hand left. He noticed that the firepower on his side had weakened. He took a closer look and found Xiao Binn, who was hiding there. When he saw that Xiao Binn was not dead, he naturally understood that he had fallen into Xiao Binn's and Ye Kai's trap. His killing intent was overwhelming. Naturally, he wanted to kill Xiao Binn on the spot!
Xiao Binn had already expected this, so he immediately rolled on the ground and fled from where he stood.
However, the fire dragons seemed to have eyes. They stuck tightly to Xiao Binn, and the crisp sound of bullets hitting the deck rang out behind him. It was a dangerous situation.
Finally, with Xiao Binn's interruption, the six Fire Gods turned into five. The rhythm was messed up, and the mercenaries seized the opportunity.
The rigorous training and combat made these criminals who licked blood on the edge of their blades organize a counterattack.
The fierce battle had entered a white-hot stage.
The mercenaries could move and change places to hide, but the five Fire Gods were dead. Therefore, the situation was gradually controlled by the mercenaries, and both sides suffered casualties.
...
A few minutes later, among the six Fire Gods, only Leng Wuyan and Mr Hong were still roaring. The rest of the Fire Gods were silent.
"None of you can leave here alive today! “
At this moment, Mr Hong suddenly stood up from his seat and said to the mercenaries below as if his brain was cramping.
" Puff! "
No one knew which mercenary shot the bullet. It actually hit the spot between Mr Hong's eyebrows. Mr Hong did not even have time to make a sound before he died.
This change... seemed to have come too suddenly.
But speaking of which, even if a Golden Immortal were here, it was hard to guarantee that the Main Character Halo would not be hit.
Only Leng Wuyan was left with the "Fire God." When this guy saw that his master was killed, he immediately threw down the Big Killing Weapon in his hand and disappeared into the night sky.
Seeing that their leader was dead, the remaining crew members of "Poseidon" did not dare to resist. They all came out of hiding and surrendered.
The purpose of the mercenary coming here was to kill Mr Hong and bring his corpse back. Although they did not know which mercenary killed him, as long as the employer saw his corpse, he would also pay a large sum of money.
Therefore, the group of mercenaries immediately fought to "collect" Mr Hong's corpse.
This Mr Hong had always been wearing a mask, and no one knew his true identity and appearance. However, that cold and ruthless style, that sinister method... No one would doubt that the person killed by the mercenaries was Mr Hong.2
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No one noticed that behind a certain tower, there was still smoke coming out from the muzzle of a heavy sniper rifle. The direction of the muzzle was where Mr Hong had fallen.
The person holding the gun was only Leng Wuyan and the masked "Mr Hong" who recognized him. It was the scholarly middle-aged man who frightened "Mr Hong" earlier. He seemed to be the old cleaner Ye Kai had seen - the real Mr Hong!
Only the real Mr Hong and Leng Wuyan knew that the person who had just died was really called Zhao Zhengzhong. He was a pretty good retired soldier.
Of course, no one present knew about this, and no one cared about it.
Fifteen minutes later, just as everyone started to clean up the scene, a two-use aircraft with excellent performance suddenly appeared on the small landing platform at the front of the ship.
Seeing the plane that was escaping, the gambling king, Meng Xinghe, Xiao Binn and Su Mei and the other mercenaries did not care too much about it.
After all, the bandits on the entire ship were there, and Mr Hong, the leader of the bandits, was also killed on the spot. What was the big deal about running away with a few underlings?
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"Master Hong, that fake. The bullet in between his eyebrows is from the sniper rifle. Could it be that some clues have been discovered?"
On the plane that was flying dozens of kilometers away from Poseidon, in the huge cabin, Leng Wuyan poured a glass of wine for the person sitting opposite him and asked in a low voice.
That person had a calm expression. It was the real Mr Hong, the refined middle-aged man.
"Hmph, can those idiots think of this?"
Mr Hong took a sip of the wine in his cup and said to Leng Wuyan with a cold snort.
"In this entire ship, the one I admire the most and admire the most is that young man called Ye Kai! What a pity... I'm afraid that the current him can't even find a piece of meat, right?"
Leng Wuyan nodded and asked, "Master Hong, isn't our 'Thunder Series' finished just like that?"
Mr Hong shook his cup and looked at the night sky outside the porthole. He said softly, "It's a pity. If that thing is matched well, then... One billion should not be a problem. Poseidon, the Sea Emperor, he said. He had wanted to sink the ship. But now, he had to hand it over. What a pity, what a pity!"
Knowing that Mr Hong still had something to say, Leng Wuyan did not respond.
Indeed, after Mr Hong stopped for a few seconds, he looked at Leng Wuyan. He continued without a care, "Money, these worldly things are nothing! Leng, the black metal plate I gave you. You put it away, right? One day, you will truly find the origin of this black iron plate. Perhaps you'll understand the meaning of my words today. Alright, I'm tired, I'm old. I can't stay awake anymore. Go to sleep!"
After Mr Hong finished speaking, he adjusted his seat and laid down on his back. He really closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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