"Yes, we have to be together. If we don't leave, we will fight with them." A Russian bodyguard threw away the empty pistol and took out the riding saber from his ribs.

The other two nodded together and said with a tough heart: "Yes, kill one enough, kill two and earn one." Russia

Like Vladimir, they really couldn't run. The three of them made up their minds and lined up in front of Vladimir with blades, waiting for the killers to come.

Not long after, they really defended the enemy who was chasing them. These people were wearing black clothes and black pants, face masks on their faces, leather gloves on their hands, and pistols or rushing slightly. They only had their eyes and mouths on their faces, looking no different from ghost messengers.

The leading man in black spoke fluent Russian and said coldly: "Take Vladimir hand over, I can spare your life." Russia

"Fuck, if you want to move the pope, just step over our corpse first." The Russian man stared at his eyes and roared at the group of killers. They were purely seeking death, how could cold weapons fight over hot weapons? Before they could get closer, the black-clothed leader raised his hand and had six guns. These six guns directly smashed their kneecaps, and their huge bodies as big as a mountain began to collapse as if they had encountered a mudslide.

The three of them screamed in pain and fell to the ground on their backs.

The group of men in black did not seem to want to kill them. They waved their hands and muttered, "It's so noisy." A Russian man in black was impolite, bent down and punched each of them with a knife, slashing the back of the necks of the three bodyguards. The three of them turned their eyes and fainted on the spot.

At this time, Vladimir was already exhausted and embarrassed. He had no idea how many pieces of clothes he had on his body were scratched by the branches. The soil and sweat mixed together turned him into a big face. His chest was falling, and it seemed that he was almost exhausted.

On the other hand, these men in black are obviously killers who often train. After running for such a long time, they were just a little breathing. How could Vladimir be so sensational? It was like a bellows.

After resting for a long time, Vladimir calmed down a little. He swallowed hard for a few saliva and moistened his throat and said, "You... you are subordinates of Xu Rui of the Ghost Tiger Gang."

The man in black did not speak, which was a default. After a moment of pause, the leader in black slowly raised the gun in his hand, and every word was Bing said: "What are the regrets?"

It’s not that Vladimir is not afraid of death, but when death comes and cannot escape, he is very calm. He stammers his neck and said, “I…I have a request. Send these brothers to the hospital. If you want to kill me, it has nothing to do with them.” Russia

Vladimir originally thought the other party would not agree, but the black-clothed leader agreed very simply: "I promise you." Russia

"Yeah" Vladimir couldn't believe that the other party was so happy. The black-clothed leader said, "They are also men. I admire the heroes the most in my life, otherwise these people would have died long ago. Don't worry, as long as you die, I will send them to the hospital. Do you... have any other last words?"

Vladimir pondered for a while and made another request: "Can you bring a message to my deputy gang leader? After I die, Xie Wendong will take over as the Pope of the Black Belt." Russia

"What?" Someone in black spoke unexpectedly and said fluently in English: "You want Xie Wendong to become the new pope of the Black Belt." It seems that this person is the real leader of these Black Belts. The masked leader in black is nothing but He Haoran. He never expected that Vladimir would take the initiative to hand over the Black Belt to Brother Dong, which was really a happy event. Of course, he could not express his thoughts, deliberately said with a stern face.

Vladimir didn't think too much and nodded, "That's right, only Xie Wendong can truly bring the black belt to glory." Russia

"You want to stir Xie Wendong in and avenge you, you dream," He Haoran covered his face and scolded hard in English. He took out a pistol from his ribs and shot four times at Vladimir's knee without mercy: "These four shots all hit Vladimir's kneecap, and both knees were comminuted and fractured on the spot.

How could ordinary people bear the pain of broken bones? Vladimir let out a pig-killing scream on the spot.

"I originally planned to give you something to enjoy, but you are really ignorant."

As soon as the words were finished, gunfire sounded again. The two shots hit Vladimir's left wrist again, and the bones were broken again.

"Kill me, kill me." Ovladimir couldn't bear to suffer such torture before his death, and screamed hysterically.

"Okay, I'll do you." Ying He Haoran's muzzle slowly moved upwards and pointed it at Vladimir's head. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a howling bullet shot the pistol in his hand away.

If He Haoran hadn't had a mechanical arm, the gun would have cracked his tiger's mouth long ago. He only heard him shouting: "Who is it, who fired the gun?"

A bullet whistled over and hit him on the back. Fortunately, he was wearing a bulletproof vest, otherwise the bullet would have killed him.

"Commander, someone is coming." Invladimir heard this. Then, gunfire sounded loudly, and bullets crackled in his ears like beans.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and pressed against the ground tightly, worried that a bullet might end his life at any time.

I don’t know if he was lucky or the new group of people had too strong combat power, and the deadly bullet never came. I don’t know how long he had been lying on the ground, but a familiar voice came out: “Mr. Vladimir, are you okay?”

When Vladimir heard that the voice was Jiang Sen, he knew that it was Xie Wendong's white blood troops coming to reinforce. With white blood, I was lifeless. His head tilted and he fainted directly.

"Hurry, take Vlakikimire and his brother to the hospital." Jiang Sen shouted and called on his brothers to work hard.

After Vladimi's and others left, Jiang Sen kicked a masked man in black: "Get up, everyone is gone."

"Oh, I'm suffocating." The masked man in black got up from the ground. He took off his mask and showed a handsome appearance.
Chapter completed!