Chapter 570 Revenge

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"Because Shangnan Street was the first place where riots broke out, the Chinese casualties there were relatively serious."

One of Li Shuihan's subordinates said: "According to the report just sent back, the thugs there have very strong firepower, and our people will have some difficulty suppressing them."

Just as he was talking, the thugs over there spotted Li Shuihan and the others, and two of them raised their shotguns and shot at Li Shuihan and the others.

Li Shuihan is a first-class expert, and her subordinates are also elites in the "first army", so when she saw the two thugs raising their guns, she immediately dodged sideways flexibly to avoid the shotguns with a larger attack range.

Li Shuihan flipped forward and pulled out two silver-gray pistols in the air at the same time, aimed at the two thugs and fired several times, hitting the hearts and eyebrows of the two thugs precisely.

She did not use her unique pistol so as not to be recognized on future missions.

After killing the two people, other thugs also concentrated their firepower on Li Shuihan and others. On the other side, our own special forces did not show any weakness, and suppressed the thugs with more intense firepower. The leader even shouted to Li Shuihan: "You go, we will cover you!"

Li Shuihan nodded slightly, then led his men around a burning bus, quickly walked into an alley behind, and walked towards Shangnan Street.

Shangnan Street is only four or five kilometers away from here. Not to mention Li Shuihan, who is proficient in light kung fu, members of the "First Army" often do dozens of kilometers of weight-bearing running training, and this short distance is naturally not a problem.

In less than five minutes, they rushed to Shangnan Street.

But the scene of entering the goal made Li Shuihan and others furious. They saw that the Chinese shops on both sides of the street were emitting fire and thick smoke, and many of those cars were burned, parked in disorder on the road, and many were lying in a pool of blood. corpse.

Most of these corpses are Chinese, not only young and middle-aged men, but also many old and weak women and children.

Moreover, almost all of the women had traces of being raped before they died, and a few had their breasts gouged out, and their lower bodies were burned to a bloody mess.

Li Shuihan also saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy whose throat was pierced by a steel pipe and nailed to a lamppost by the side of the road.

In addition to the Chinese, there are some corpses on the ground that are thugs with weapons, and they should have been killed by special forces.

At this time, on Shangnan Street, there were dozens of thugs armed with guns. They used the shops on both sides as cover to block the special forces at the end of the street, preventing them from entering temporarily.

And because Li Shuihan and the others sneaked in from an alley in Shangnan Street, the thugs who were busy fighting with the special forces did not notice them.

"Those bastards! Four masters, we

Go kill those bastards! "Seeing the death of those Chinese, the people in the "First Army" hated those thugs.

Li Shuihan said: "Leave two people with me, and the others will attack and kill those thugs, and assist the special forces to wipe them out!"

"Yes!" Except for the two "First Army" who stayed behind and followed Li Shuihan, the others immediately bullied the thugs over there.

Li Shuihan didn't delay, and quickly walked to the "Laojiang Hotel" with two of his men.

When he came to "Old River Hotel", Li Shuihan saw Zhou Hao as expected.

However, the situation in the "Lao Jiang Hotel" made Li Shuihan, who has always been strong, couldn't help but want to cry.

All the Chinese guests in the hotel were massacred, and the blood stained the ground of the hotel red.

In front of the counter over there, a female corpse with a naked upper body and torn trousers was sitting there. Her abdomen had been disemboweled with a knife, bleeding viscera flowed out, her neck was also deeply stabbed, and her throat was brutally cut.

This woman who died tragically was Lao Jiang's wife.

Zhou Hao turned his back to Li Shuihan and they squatted in the middle of the restaurant without moving, and they couldn't see his expression clearly.

Li Shuihan walked over slowly, and just as he was about to call him, he saw a little girl lying on the ground in front of Zhou Hao. It was Lao Jiang's nine-year-old daughter Dengdeng.

Li Shuihan covered his mouth, tears welled up from his eyes uncontrollably.

Deng Deng was lying naked on the cold ground, his face was pale and his eyes were wide open. There was no life in his eyes, and his mouth was still open.

It was a face of extreme fear and pain, and one could easily imagine how cruelly she was treated when she died.

A wooden stick as thick as a forearm pierced deeply through Deng Deng's lower body, only a small section was exposed outside. The young Dengdeng obviously died tragically under this inhumane bestiality.

"Dengden...how could they...can do it, Dengdeng is only nine years old..." Li Shuihan said with a sob.

Zhou Hao, who was squatting in front of Deng Deng's corpse, had no expression on his face, neither joy nor anger, as if he had lost his human feelings.

"Ok……"

At this time, there was a slight moaning sound from over there, and Zhou Hao rushed over in a dodge, only to find that the moaning was from Lao Jiang.

I saw Lao Jiang lying under a table with a sharp knife stuck in his chest, and blood was gurgling from the wound.

"Lao Jiang." Zhou Hao lifted Lao Jiang's upper body, looked at the handle of the knife protruding from his chest, and felt very sad and indignant, because the knife pierced Lao Jiang's heart, and Immortal Da Luo couldn't save him.

Lao Jiang, who hadn't died yet, had tears on his face. Looking at Zhou Hao, he cried weakly.

Said: "They...they are in front of me...the gang raped Axiang and...and Dengdeng...uh...they are beasts...he

They're inhuman beasts...the one who killed Denden...was a foreign man...I know him...he's...the Shiva's security chief...Fran...uh..."

Before he could say the murderer's name, Lao Jiang's expression froze suddenly, and the pupils of his eyes lost focus, and he was already dead.

Zhou Hao closed his eyes and lowered his head, his face was terribly silent. After a long time, he covered Lao Jiang's wide eyes with his hands, and said calmly: "Lao Jiang, don't worry, I will avenge your family." .”

Just at this time, one of the "First Army" who had been ordered by Li Shuihan to attack and kill those thugs appeared at the door of Laojiang Hotel, and shouted to Li Shuihan and the others: "Four masters, a large number of thugs are coming here.

It was Shiva who took the lead to teach that Francis, and the special forces told us to retreat as soon as possible and rush back to the secret shelter. "

"Are you sure it's Francis?" Zhou Hao turned his head and stared at the masked "First Army" and asked.

The man was suddenly taken aback by the coldness in Zhou Hao's eyes, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, yes."

Although Lao Jiang didn't tell the full name of the murderer who killed Deng Deng just now, Zhou Hao already knew that the person Lao Jiang mentioned was Francis, the Minister of Security taught by Shiva, the soldier who had served in the British SAS commando force .

Feeling the chilly aura emanating from Zhou Hao's body, Li Shuihan pressed his shoulder: "Zhou Hao, what do you want to do?"

"I'm going to see that Francis and those executioners." Zhou Hao's tone was still very calm.

"I understand your feelings very well, and I am more sad than you for Deng Deng's death." Li Shuihan wiped away her tears and regained her usual strength.

Said: "But don't forget our responsibility. We are not trying to kill those thugs, but trying our best to protect the Chinese."

Zhou Hao looked at Li Shuihan: "I haven't forgotten, you and the special forces retreat first, and go to evacuate the Chinese in other places. If I stay here alone, it will be much easier to retreat. Don't worry about me."

Li Shuihan was a stubborn person, but once Zhou Hao made a decision, he was even more determined than Li Shuihan.

After taking a deep look at Li Shuihan, Zhou Hao walked towards the door, picked up a Peking Opera mask on the ground and put it on his face.

This mask was originally a hanging ornament of the Lao Jiang Hotel, but it fell to the ground during the riot, and it was also stained with the blood of Lao Jiang's family of three and other Chinese.

Zhou Hao's figure quickly disappeared at the door, and Li Shuihan, a member of the "First Army", asked, "Four masters, what should we do next?"

Li Shuihan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "You all retreat with the special forces, and I will stay here."

"Four Masters!"

The thugs outside were hundreds or thousands of people, many of them

She still has a gun in her hand. Although Li Shuihan is strong in martial arts, she is hard to beat with two fists and four hands. It is also very dangerous to fear, so her subordinates don't want her to put herself in danger.

"This is an order, let's go!" Li Shuihan's face was stern, and his tone was very stern.

After all, they were accustomed to obeying orders from their superiors, so the members of the "First Army" finally retreated helplessly.

Let's talk about Zhou Hao's side. When he walked out of Laojiang Hotel and came to Shangnan Street, he saw many large trucks at the end of the street, and thugs with murder weapons came out of them. There may be hundreds of people, heading this way. come.

Seeing a man wearing a strange mask standing in the middle of the road, the thugs all burst into laughter, thinking that this guy is really stupid enough to dare to face hundreds of people by himself.

Several people walking in front raised their rifles at the same time, and fired a few shots at Zhou Hao.

A few bullets hit Zhou Hao's body, but Zhou Hao still stood there as firmly as Mount Tai.

"That guy has a bulletproof vest!" shouted the men who fired the shots.

While speaking, Zhou Hao suddenly raised his hands and waved them towards them.

When these thugs were still baffled by Zhou Hao's actions, they suddenly felt a gust of cold wind rushing towards them.

"Wow! Ah!"

The screams sounded immediately, and the twenty or so people walking in front were unbelievably broken into several pieces, and the bright red blood flew into the air along with the broken limb, forming a very strange scene.

(end of this chapter)

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