Chapter 5866: The Ten Elders Ordered to Capture Him Alive

"Go up!" They suddenly surrounded them again from all directions.

This time, there was no fear in their eyes, only a strong murderous intent.

"She dare not do it!" Like a group of hungry wolves, they slowly approached the roof, step by step, the heavy footsteps seemed to step on Qiao Nian's heart.

Qiao Nian looked at the crowd getting closer and closer, and she knew that she was in a desperate situation.

She looked at the time on her watch, and there were only five minutes left...

Qiao Nian clenched the sniper rifle in her hand, thinking silently in her heart that even if she died, she would drag a few people with her! However, the number of the other side was too large. She clearly felt that the breath of death was wrapping her tightly, and the air around her seemed to become heavy, and every breath was filled with the smell of blood and despair.

She only needed to drag Mo Xi and Ye Wangchuan out for 5 minutes--

Qiao Nian's eyes became firm and cold, she tightly grasped the pistol in her hand, and her slender fingers were firmly on the trigger, slightly stiff because of the force.

The gun was already stained with sweat from her palms, but her eyes did not flinch at all.

"She's there!"

The air was filled with danger, and the enemies were coming from all directions like a tide. Those pairs of murderous eyes flashed a chilling light in the darkness.

Qiao Nian picked up the sniper rifle and pulled the trigger calmly.

"Bang!"

The sound of the gunfire in the battle was already deafening, and the shouts of killing were one after another.

Qiao Nian faced the countless enemies alone.

Her position was like a lonely fortress, the last line of defense of this position.

Every time she pulled the trigger, the bullets flew out with a resolute force, leaving blood holes on the people who rushed up.

Time was infinitely slowed down here, and every second of ticking was a splash of blood, a time calculated with life.

Soon the bullets in the sniper rifle were used up.

Qiao Nian dodged the bullets with a roll, threw out the sniper rifle, and then pulled out the docking pistol she carried with her to plug the gap.

"Bang!" A clean shot, another person was shot in the head.

"Fuck, this bitch!" A bearded man was furious and shot at Qiao Nian. The crimson color spread from his face to his neck. It can be seen that he was broken by the girl's superb shooting skills.

They were so many people and threatened hostages, but they couldn't get close to Qiao Nian. For those of them who were born as desperate people, it was undoubtedly a humiliation.

Someone shouted, "Brothers, the ten elders are back. Give the order to capture them alive."

Just as Qiao Nian was concentrating on dealing with the situation in front of her, a cunning man took advantage of her sideways to resist the attack of another person and quietly went around behind her.

His footsteps were light, like a ghost in the dark night, the cold dagger in his hand was raised high, and his eyes flashed with cruel excitement.

You can't shoot if you capture them alive. Asians are easy to kill.

Qiao Nian was fighting fiercely with the enemy in front of her. She keenly noticed a strange air flow behind her, but the enemy's attacks were too intensive, and she only had time to slightly turn sideways.

The dagger stabbed at her fiercely with a sharp sound of wind.

"Hiss--" The tip of the blade instantly cut her arm, and the cold metal cut into the skin, causing a sharp pain.

Qiao Nian frowned tightly, and she took a breath of cold air, but her injured arm still did not let go of the gun in her hand. (End of this chapter)