Perhaps because of the nervousness, Vladimir could not feel the coldness of the air around him, and his forehead kept oozing sweat. He was like this, let alone the bodyguards following him. The hearts of these people were raised to their throats, holding pistols in their hands, and they didn't even dare to exhale.

Four cars, like ghosts, drove in the cold midnight driveway.

"Pope, isn't our stronghold the safest place? There are many brothers there and the protection is more careful." A Russian bodyguard may have felt that the atmosphere at the scene was too cold and could not help but break this situation.

Vladimir took a breath: "This is what Mr. Xie said. He said that the killers sent by Xu Rui this time are more elite than ever. In order to avoid danger, he temporarily avoided his edge." Russia

"Oh," when he heard that it was Xie Wendong's suggestion, the bodyguard breathed a long sigh. Since it was Xie Wendong and Boss Xie, it must be fine. You must know that the intelligence organization Dark Sky Eye under his command is an international large organization, and it is not even inferior to the CIA of the United States in some areas. "Mr. Xie is such a good person, and he is our real friend of the Black Belt." Russia

Several bodyguards in the car echoed: "Yes, Mr. Xie is extremely talented, has a talented and talented person, and is loyal. Such a talent is really rare in a century."

Hearing his subordinates praise Xie Wendong, Vladimir said a little sourly: "Then I ask you, do you think I am worse than Mr. Xie, in terms of comprehensive abilities." Russia

"To be honest, that's not a little bit different." Russia is what the bodyguards said in their hearts. Their admiration and admiration for Xie Wendong unknowingly surpassed the current Pope Vladimir. This situation is very interesting. A disciple of a gang will actually worship the boss of another gang. It's not that Vladimir is useless, but that Xie Wendong's performance is too perfect and too strong, attracting everyone's eyes firmly.

Of course, this is definitely not something that can be said directly, otherwise the Pope's face would be placed. After a few seconds, they said together: "Of course, Mr. Pope and Mr. Xie are equally matched." Russia

It was even more against his will: "Mr. Pope is better than Mr. Xie in some aspects, such as prestige, such as dealing with relations with the government, the police station, and the big family." Russia

He is nonsense. If you want to talk about these abilities, Xie Wendong is many times stronger than Vladimir. He is a guest but not a master now, so he naturally doesn't have to worry about these things.

Vladimir is not a fool either. He still feels it is very pleasant to know that his subordinates are judging with emotional qualities.

While they were talking, they were cold and heard a loud "bang" sound, and the left headlight of the car Vladimir was riding shattered. The sound was so loud that even the car was shocked.

"There is a killer" Vladimir reacted quickly, and his body subconsciously shrank down. There was no need to think that this must be Xu Rui's killer. He never expected that the killer would appear here. He couldn't figure out whether there was something wrong with Xie Wendong's intelligence, or whether the enemy heard some rumors and temporarily changed the plan.

Just as I was thinking, the left front wheel of the car made a violent burst sound. Because the speed was too fast, the car drifted 90 degrees on the asphalt road without control, and then fell head-on to the green belt. Fortunately, the driver was experienced and quickly stepped on the brakes when the car was about to crash into a big tree. Finally, the car stopped less than twenty centimeters before a conifer tree with a thick waist of an adult man.

Even so, their internal organs were so terrible that they were so powerful that they were so crazy. The bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat was even knocked out by the front windshield.

When he encountered a killer halfway, this was beyond the expectations of Vladimir and his group. The three cars following behind quickly braked. The bodyguard in the car pushed open the car door, jumped out of the car with a pistol, and then threw away his thighs and ran around Vladimir's car to protect his safety.

When they were just setting up their defensive camps, there were a number of cars coming from both sides of the road at the same time. With the sound of sudden brakes, these cars crossed the middle of the road, blocking the roads at both ends. Then, dozens of men in black rushed in their hands, and shot wildly at the cars of Vladimir and others.

"Baopao", the overwhelming bullets smashed the glass of the four cars, and the car that was hit first was all knocked out of the holes. Fortunately, they did not use heavy sniper rifles like the team, otherwise the mere car would not have become their cover at all. Vladimir and three bodyguards bent down carefully, crawling outside the car, and shouted: "Bao back." Russia

Needless to say, the more than a dozen bodyguards with him had already called the killer.

The people who can follow Vladimir to protect are naturally not weak, but the people who come are not just for a good meal. Both sides fight back and forth, and they fight to the point of being equal. The bullets are eyeless. Every two or three minutes, four bodyguards on Vladimir were shot. Two of them were hit in the head, so of course they hung up.

One of the other two was hit in the ankle and the other was hit in the stomach. The one who hit the ankle was alive, but in the next life, it might have to rely on a wheelchair crutch to operate. The one who hit the stomach was much more serious than the former. The blood could not stop flowing out. If the rescue was timely, it might be able to survive. If the rescue was not timely, it would have to report to the god of death.

Judging from the opponent's tactical actions, these people must have come prepared.

If you continue to waste it, it will be extremely unfavorable to your side. Vladimir made a quick decision and shouted: "Abandon the car and come with me."

After a loud shout, he hugged his waist and took the lead in the green forest beside the road. The bodyguards following him followed him and fired one or two bullets from time to time. The killers quickly chased after him. They had strong firepower, accurate marksmanship, large numbers, and all the advantages. The bodyguards around Vladimir were fighting fewer and fewer, and in the end they were only two or three people left.

I don’t know how long I ran, but Vladimir’s feet became soft and he fell to the ground with a thump. The bodyguards thought he was injured, so they quickly surrounded him and said with concern: “Pope, Pope, where have you been injured, where have you been injured”

I saw Vladimir panting like a cow and sweating like rain, and waved his hand weakly: "I can't run anymore, you can go quickly, what they want is my life, not yours."
Chapter completed!