The gunshots coming from the main entrance quickly attracted the attention of the terrorists patrolling nearby.
At this moment, at least a dozen people rushed over, each of them raising their guns and aiming at Zhang Yu, who was in front of the main door.
The leader of the terrorists seemed a little proud and said,"Damn it, you can come here alone. You're quite capable, kid, but with so many guns pointed at you, I advise you to obediently put down your gun and surrender. Otherwise, it'll be too ugly to not even have a complete corpse.”
"Has anyone ever told you that having more people might not be useful? In front of me, all of you are just ants. Even if there are thousands of troops in front of me now, so what?”
Even though so many guns were aimed at him, Zhang Yu's expression remained calm. He did not seem to know what fear was.
The leader of the terrorists was dumbfounded by Zhang Yu's calmness. Was there really someone who was not afraid of death?
In the next second, he knew that he was wrong. He had made the biggest mistake of his life. He had underestimated the man in front of him. The price he had to pay for this mistake was his life.
As soon as Zhang Yu finished speaking, the gun in his hand flew into a rage like a swimming dragon and shot wildly at the gathered terrorists.
The leader of the terrorists was the first to fall to the ground and was killed. A few terrorists beside him were also hit by stray bullets. Although they were not fatal, it was difficult for them to move.
The terrorists had not expected Zhang Yu to still dare to shoot under such circumstances. What was the difference between this and courting death?
"Shoot! Fire back! Kill him!"
The terrorists were frightened by Zhang Yu's disregard for his life. Only then did they realize that they were the one with the most people and returned fire.
However, the position where their guns were shot was where Zhang Yu was originally at. At this moment, Zhang Yu's shadow was completely gone.
It turned out that Zhang Yu had put away the gun in his hand after firing. He ran towards the wall of the villa!
Gravity was like a joke in front of Zhang Yu. With the momentum, Zhang Yu jumped up four to five meters from the wall of the villa. Then, with a backflip, his body drew a perfect arc in the air, light and relaxed.
No one saw how Zhang Yu landed, nor how he attacked.
The terrorists only felt an inexplicable cold wind flash past. Their chests felt as if they had been hit by a truck, and the pain was unbearable.
Everyone spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. They could not even hold the guns in their hands steadily and dropped them to the ground.
It wasn't strange for one person to spurt blood, but it would be funny if five or six people spurted blood together.
The remaining terrorists widened their eyes and looked at Zhang Yu in disbelief. To their knowledge, no one had ever had such skills. If there really was, it would only exist in television dramas. Now, there was one in front of them. How could they not be shocked?
Was he going to fight a superhero with his mortal eyes? These terrorists were not stupid enough to kneel down and beg for mercy.
"Spare me! Hero! Spare me! I don't want to die yet!"
"Hero! Spare my life and I'll tell you everything I know! Oh! That's right! Are you here to save Zhan Lang and the others? They were inside! General Fang is also inside. That's all I know. Please let me go!”
"That's right! Hero, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old daughter. They're still counting on me to come home!!”
These terrorists knew that they couldn't beat him, so they had already used all kinds of means to survive.
Everyone spoke one after another. At this time, their tacit understanding was terrifyingly high.
Zhang Yu looked calmly at the villa in front of him and muttered. Another dagger was already in his hand.
"I already know everything I need to know. I don't know if my teammates are dead or alive. I don't know what kind of suffering they're suffering now, and the culprit for all of this is you! Spare you? Who would spare them! Only you have a family and no one else! Your daughter doesn't want her father to be a terrorist! Death may be a release for you.”
The voice of the Soulbringer of Hell sounded in the ears of these terrorists. They covered their throats with their hands, hoping that they could survive.
However, it was all in vain. In just an instant, all of their carotid arteries had been cut. The neat cut seemed to be measured with a ruler. The depth and length of the wound were almost the same.
Even the most perfect assassin would not be able to do this. Even if they were lying down for you to kill, it would be difficult to do it so neatly.
After taking care of the defenses around the villa, Zhang Yu looked at the brightly lit villa and his expression began to turn cold.
"Fang Shi Ming, are you still not going to make a move? With the lives of Zhan Lang and his men in your hands, you are so fearless? Or is there some kind of trap waiting for me in this villa?”
Zhang Yu quietly looked at the villa in front of him. From the outside, it looked noble and luxurious, but at this moment, it gave him a feeling of hell.
"Humph! No matter what kind of traps are waiting for me inside, even if it's a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, I, Zhang Yu, will charge in! However, if you dare to touch a single hair on their heads, I will make you regret being born into this world!”
Suddenly, Zhang Yu laughed loudly with a sharp blade in his hand and shouted,"Fang Shi Ming! Me! Zhan Lang Zhang Yu! He's here!"
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