The neon lights that originally flashed on the bridge were all extinguished in the fierce firefight between the two sides. The entire bridge had become much dimmed, and the only light that could be relied on was the half-moon in the sky.

Murakami naturally heard the orders from Musashi Takato, but due to the hardships, these guys seemed to realize that they were going to set out to intercept Ye Shao. The attacks became more rapid.

Murashita Makino, who was attacked, roared.

"Baga, you Chinese pigs, see how Makino, my village, punishes you. You all must die!"

The body suddenly contracted, and then the whole person rotated rapidly.

"Tornado Slash, go to die. Haha..."

"Shit..." Because Li Fengduo led everyone up too close, he wanted to suppress the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly use this move.

Caught off guard, eight or nine were injured by the opponent in one move. If a few of them had not avoided in time, they would have been in different places.

The throat was already scarlet, and the tip of the samurai sword had broken the skin of the throat of several people. Everyone was so shocked that they were covered in cold sweat.

"The timid Chinese pigs, now you know that my village, Makino Murashita is powerful. Haha..." Makino Murashita who had left the battle circle smiled arrogantly, and then suddenly shot at the people who were running with Ye Shao.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. In desperation, three of the five stopped and pulled out the military spear and rushed forward. They even shot several times in their hands, but he predicted the route in advance and avoided it.

Li Feng and the others behind him were reluctant to let him catch up with Ye Shao like this. More than a dozen people held the army's sect and counterattacked.

"I have no way to hurt our young master, brothers, kill me." The scarlet blood did not scare away these people, but instead stimulated the bloodthirsty aura of everyone.

Even at this moment, Li Feng had completely forgotten his identity, and had only one purpose in his heart to intercept these executioners who wanted to kill Ye Shao.

After the dozen people led by Song Xiaocheng had already compressed Musashi Zhiren into the huge steel truss on the bridge, he heard Li Feng's roar behind him and rushed back.

Today, their goal is only one young master who rescues him. As for whether they can kill these two extremely powerful opponents, they are not what they can think about now.

As long as the young master can be rescued, it is worth it even if there are many sacrifices today. At this moment, all the bodyguards have raised themselves to the perspective of soldiers, and Ye Shao has become their leader.

In order to cover the retreat of the chief, the soldiers sacrificed their lives at all costs.

Song Xiaocheng retreated a dozen people, but did not forget to shoot back, and tried to delay Musashi's progress.

"Captain Li! Use a gun... use a gun to block his way forward..." reminded Li Feng, who was rushing forward with a military baton in front with more than 20 people rushing forward on the bridge deck.

After Song Xiaocheng said this, Li Feng and others remembered that they had a pistol in their arms. They were just concerned about intercepting Murashita Makino in front of them, but everyone actually forgot that there were even sharper weapons.

For a moment, more than twenty people, together with the dozen people who were catching up with them, all took out the pistols.

The three people who were intercepted in front of him pointed their friends at this side with guns and hurriedly flashed to both sides. Murakami Makino, who was still happy to catch up with Ye Shao, heard Musashi Shige roaring from behind.

"Murakishun, be careful behind you!"

"What..." Before he could react, Murakami heard dozens of strong men behind him suddenly ringing at the same time, and then he felt the whistling bullets flying towards him.

"Not good!" Murakami's face changed drastically, but there was no way out. No matter how fast he was, he would be faster than bullets. I'm afraid that the moment he turned around, he would become a hornet's nest.

More than thirty guns fired at the same time. Murashita asked himself that his strength was not possible to avoid it. He had no choice but to raise the samurai sword in his hand and threw it quickly towards Ye Shao in front, while he lie down on the ground.

Murakami just lowered his head, and bullets were already whistling by. Just when he thought to himself that it was in danger.

With a "swoosh!", the bullet flew past, and Murakami felt a squeezing of hair on the back of his head being knocked down by a bullet that had been fired rapidly.

The corners of his mouth were twitching, and cold sweat flowed.

He was busy rolling on the ground and leaning towards the steel frame next to him!

"Bang!" Song Xiaocheng, who saw the rolling trajectory of Murashita Murashita, took a deep breath calmly and pulled the trigger. When the other party rolled behind the half-meter-high guardrail on both sides, a huge blood hole was left on the other party's left arm.

"Ah...my arm. Haga, you despicable villains, China Pig..." Murashita Murao, who was tightly covering his left arm, shouted loudly. The pain had made him lose his mind and weakened his courage even more.

Musashi Chiruo, who heard the screams of a pig like a slaughter in the village, couldn't help but feel a trembling in his heart, "Oh, this idiot is actually injured! Things are difficult to deal with..."

Looking up, the samurai sword that was thrown out by Murashita Makino lost its accurate head because the idiot's arm was injured. It had already rubbed the ear of a bodyguard opposite and inserted it into the tire next to it.

The target has indeed been helped by the two of them into the Audi in front, and then accelerated and ran away.

"Baga, you are a pig in the village! I can't spare you when I go back. Things are not enough to be defeated!" Musashi Shigeto's eyes burst out with a devouring light. He stood on the bridge beside him and gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

He knew that it was impossible to catch up with the escape target today. The only thing he could do was to kill everyone present who blocked him.

"Kill and kill..." The negative effects of Musashi Chito's potential to inspire against heaven have gradually begun to appear. The black eyes were already slowly emitting a bloody red light, and his whole person's reason was shrouded in the monstrous murderous intent. There was only one obsession in his heart, which was to kill everyone present.

Everyone present was relieved to see his young master leaving here. Those who were seriously injured by the village, Musashi and the other two were secretly grateful.

My sacrifice today was not in vain.

The original bodyguard team of more than 40 people, including more than 30 people standing there, each of them had more or less scars on their bodies, and none of them were intact. At least there were a few sword wounds, but no one moaned.
Chapter completed!