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Chapter 85 Life and Death Struggle(3/5)

Bang bang!

In the darkness, a figure raised his hand and pulled the trigger twice, killing a desperado who was chasing after him with a gun. It was Gu Ji, and then he ran decisively towards the stairs.

But in the next second, several bullets fired at him, and soil splashed on him, forcing him to fly towards the load-bearing pillar.

There are masters with firearms training on the opposite side!

One round of shooting is completed.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen desperadoes and supervisors rushed over with knives and steel pipes.

An employee was unable to escape and was slashed to the ground with several knives in an instant, accompanied by a shrill scream and blood flowing rapidly.

"Brother Wang! Help! Help!"

Ding Le was crawling on the ground like a dog, but a bearded man grabbed him by the collar and stabbed him into his stomach from behind.

The female secretary was torn apart and dragged away by two supervisors.

crazy!

These people are completely crazy!

They want to take advantage of this crisis to kill all the cronies of Jinyuan Group and swallow up the company!

Gu Ji stood up and fired two shots. After hitting a desperado, he quickly rolled into the office next to him. Unexpectedly, Yang Dong and Pan Xinli followed closely behind him.

"Close the door quickly!"

Gu Ji shouted.

The two of them had never seen such a scene before. Each of them was trembling with fear. After reacting, they quickly closed the door and pushed the desk to block it.

His eyes were like lightning, quickly scanning the entire room, and finally stopped at the crack in the wall in front of him.

The originally dangerous and fragile cement prefabricated wall now became a hope of escape in his eyes.

He aimed at the crack and kicked it violently. With a "boom", a large area of ​​the cement wall collapsed, revealing another office area next door, just like the demolished wall in Rainbow Six!

"Wang Xueming! I can't stand it anymore!"

Yang Dong and Pan Xinli were blocking the door, kicking their feet on the ground, their faces flushed with pain. The desperadoes and supervisors outside the door were using machetes and steel pipes to smash the wooden door frantically. They were looking at the door frame, which was about to fail to hold up and collapse at any time.

Gu Ji fired two shots through the wooden door.

"Run!"

Upon hearing the signal, Pan Xinli was the first to let go and follow her, but just as Yang Dong was about to let go and turn around, a 56-gun fire came from behind the door, instantly knocking him to the ground.

The next moment, the wooden door was overwhelmed and collapsed, and a large number of desperadoes and supervisors rushed in with swords.

Gu Ji and Pan Xinli ran wildly in the office area, turning around and firing two shots from time to time to suppress each other's progress.

Brother Dahai, who was chasing after him, saw his back and seemed to feel a little familiar, and instantly cursed: "Fuck! Wang Xueming, you dare to kill my man? Let me chop him to death!"

"There's a crack ahead!"

While escaping, Pan Xinli suddenly pointed to the right and shouted.

Without saying a word, Gu Ji jumped out of the crack and landed in the office on the seventh floor. Pan Xinli followed closely, but with an "ah" sound, she sprained her ankle.

"Walk!"

As soon as she finished speaking, unexpectedly, a swordsman jumped down from the eighth-floor crack and slashed her neck with a knife.

In the blink of an eye, the desperadoes came one after another, like dumplings.

Jump, land, get up, pursue.

Gu Ji raised his gun and killed another person, but the moment he pulled the trigger, all the bullets were fired. He threw away the pistol, took off the fire ax from his waist, and ran wildly, turning back to confirm the location of the desperadoes.

However, this gang of knifemen surrounded him from all sides of the office, further squeezing his escape space to the left and right, forcing him to run forward. Soon, he reached the end of the building.

No way!

At this time, two supervisors in black quickly caught up with him and flanked him. The leading man said "Whoa!" and slashed him down with a knife!

Grass!

At the critical moment of life and death, Gu Ji reacted quickly, ducked, avoided the chop, rolled sideways, and nimbly got out of the encirclement.

"stop!"

One person shouted loudly, and the other thugs chased and chopped him.

Gu Jili stood up straight, swung the fire ax and swept across it. With a "clang" sound, he hit the opponent's steel pipe and hit the desperado who was leading the way.

The desperado had blood oozing from his chest and his face was red, but what Gu Ji didn't expect was that instead of screaming, he instead put on a crazy smile, threw away the steel pipe, and hugged his left leg!

puff!

The people who followed were slashed with one knife, but Gu Ji couldn't dodge, and they were slashed with two more knives. There was a loud cracking sound as blood burst out, one on the shoulder and one on the chest!

The sword is fast! The man is cruel!

Completely different from the ones in the basement before!

Gu Ji raised his ax and slashed down, cutting off the wrist of the thug who grabbed his ankle. Then he wiped the ground and rolled backwards.

This group of people has rich fighting experience. The most terrifying thing is that they are not afraid of death. They are like lunatics, just like the death warriors in gangster movies. I didn't expect that there are such desperate killers in reality.

Drug addict?

He suddenly remembered the scene of Pan Xinli killing people in the basement with a steel pipe.

"Grass!"

"Kick him to death!"

"ah!"



The desperadoes swung their knives wildly. Seeing that Gu Ji was covered in blood and his clothes were stained, they knew he wouldn't last long.

Gu Ji's eyes were also red at this moment.

Now he has been surrounded and has little hope of running. He can only fight, and fight to death. If he hesitates at all, he will definitely be attacked by this group of people and trade his life for his life!

"die!"

Watching three or four desperadoes coming at him with knives, he gritted his teeth and swung the fire ax in an instant. He twisted his waist and turned his body. His back and spine were like mechanical hydraulic rods. He pushed one section at a time and quickly applied pressure until the muscles in his legs were full.

With great force, he suddenly threw his arm and struck out.

clang--!

There was a clash of arms, and the three machetes were smashed open by the fire axe. The blade was swept by, and a desperado was unable to dodge, so his jaw was cut off by the ax blade, and the corners of his mouth were torn open.

Red blood lay in streams all over his body.

The few people who followed had never seen such an outburst of resistance, but they were all desperadoes. After hesitating for a moment, they charged in again, brandishing their swords.

Buzz!

At this moment, Gu Ji's left wrist suddenly felt a vibration, and it tightened tighter and tighter. It was a black strap. At the critical moment, he did not dare to think too much, and raised his ax to block the steel pipe that was coming.

Phew! Another slash, the shiny machete swiped out of thin air, making a nearly one-foot-long gash in his back, and the ax handle was firmly grasped by a desperado!

The ruthlessness in Gu Ji's heart was completely aroused. CQC's close combat made him instinctively sway to the left. With a flick of his right hand, he pulled out the scalpel from his pocket and flicked it. The cloth strips wrapped around it just fell away, and with a pop, he hit the scalpel.

The desperado's neck, with a huge explosive force, was like a chisel, and the whole scalpel was immersed in most of it, almost piercing the neck!

The other party didn't even make a sound. His body went limp and he collapsed on the ground. The fire ax in his hand also fell down with the sound. With a fierce look on his face, Gu Ji grabbed the ax in mid-air and subconsciously struck back!

Ding ding!

There were two crisp sounds, one ax blocked two knives, the blades rubbed against each other, and sparks appeared in the darkness. Gu Ji did not pause, grabbed the ax handle, missed the two people's knives, and used it as a short spear to stab one of them in the neck.

Poof, the ax blade pierced into a man's neck, and then he pulled it out, and a bloody arrow shot out.

A large amount of blood dyed the ax surface red, dripping down the wooden ax handle and fingers to the ground. Gu Ji stabbed one person to death, and a supervisor reacted quickly, taking advantage of the gap between his attacks and stabbed him again.

"kill!"

The remaining desperadoes showed no nostalgia for their dead comrades, and even stepped on the corpse and pounced on him again with their knives. Puff! Puff! Two blasts in succession, two streams of cool wind rolled around, leaving two hideous bloody mouths on the abdomen.

Gu Ji smiled fiercely, flashed the blade of his backhand ax, and struck the head of the two people facing him like lightning. Before one of them could react, his throat was directly chopped into pieces, and blood instantly filled his trachea. He coughed a few times, and then

It spurted out of his mouth and throat, and then fell down.

He resisted two sword blows, forced another person to change, and briefly shocked the other desperado.

Unfortunately, Gu Ji's injuries were too serious, and even the adrenaline could not suppress it. His whole body was in burning pain, and blood was pouring out from the curled wound, which was steaming, and sticky liquid seeped down his clothes and onto the ground.

At this time, several more gun-wielding supervisors gathered behind him, all pointing their guns at him. The leaders were none other than the bald General Superintendent Qi and Brother Dahai.

Looking at the four corpses lying on the ground, Dahai Ge's throat seemed to be strangled, and he stared at Gu Ji motionlessly with his wide eyes.

Even Governor Qi's eyes were filled with shock.

Who would have thought that a miner would use a gun and an ax to kill seven or eight of their men.

"This skill is definitely not that of an ordinary miner. Who are you?"
To be continued...
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