The vengeance between Delta and Long Xiaoqi is absolutely irreconcilable. The cause is very simple, but it is too extreme in the end. If Long Xiaoqi doesn't make the black demon's meat into grilled sausages, if he doesn't hold all the soldier cards in the grilled sausages and send them into the Delta, maybe he'll endure it.

After all, the Delta is also changing. The God Triangle is in power, and the original Delta leader withdrew. When the Devil Triangle is killed, the Delta ushers in a change, but Long Xiaoqi is unwilling to give up.

Why don’t you refuse to let go? It’s that simple because the eagle Liao Shaoying was destroyed.

The three people from the intelligent brain, left hand, right hand, and God's Triangle controlled the Delta. Coupled with General Jefferson's efforts, the Delta became unprecedentedly stable. This time the team led the left hand, because the Delta had to take Long Xiaoqi's life.

When new leaders come to office, they encounter human sausages, and they must do something. Whether it is the improvement of majesty or the stability of the morale of the army, they need Long Xiaoqi's life to fill it.

No one knows how strong the left hand is.

Long Xiaoqi crossed the first line and immediately ran towards the city. He didn't have much time, and made a judgment that he would not take the highway, but would take the Shinkansen from Tokyo to Nagoya, which is the high-speed railway.

It only takes an hour to take the high-speed rail. Maybe this is the best way, maybe no one else would have thought that he would take this line. If the judgment is accurate, he would get rid of everyone.

After a hurry to the Shinkansen, Long Xiaoqi bought a ticket to board the train. He wore a hat and sat in the back row of the last car.

Soon, the car drove and drove towards Nagoya.

It seems that I have thrown away those people, it seems...

If he couldn't get rid of it, Long Xiaoqi miscalculated. He clearly saw a team of people walking towards the last carriage. This was a delta. Although he didn't carry a rifle, he had weapons all around his waist.

They also thought of what Long Xiaoqi could think of. But Long Xiaoqi was not depressed, and what should come will come eventually.

The people in the carriage seemed to feel the special atmosphere. Many people had already stood up and walked towards the carriage in front, without having to drive people in the Delta. So in less than a while, the carriage was empty, leaving only about twenty people with their left hand and Long Xiaoqi sitting in the last row.

"I asked Zhizhu not long ago, and he said you will definitely board the high train and go to Nagoya, so we are waiting for you here." Standing in the middle of the carriage with your left hand, he said to Long Xiaoqi with his hands behind his back: "Look, the train is as high as 300 kilometers per hour, and everyone is stuck in the carriage, and the windows cannot be opened. Does it look like a coffin that is moving quickly? Haha."

While speaking, he pulled out his pistol with his left hand, and the rest of the Delta also drew out his pistols toward Long Xiaoqi in the last row.

"I asked the smart brain and realized that I'm right here? You really don't have a brain." Long Xiaoqi mocked: "You don't have a brain and want to kill me? I advise you to ask your smart brain now, how should you kill me in this situation."

Long Xiaoqi took off his hat and stared at his left hand.

This was the first time he saw the left hand of the Delta of God, and he could easily see that the other party was a cold killer. Although he was facing a touch of good color, people who usually had good color and could climb to such a high position were all in common with Bodhisattvas and devils.

The left hand is like a high school teacher, wearing glasses and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It has no sharpness and no murderous intention, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Unfortunately, his appearance can deceive others, but he cannot deceive Long Xiaoqi.

Just after taking a look, Long Xiaoqi could be sure that this left hand must have entered the ranks of the strongest man.

"It's easy to kill you."

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and more than twenty pistols pulled the trigger at Long Xiaoqi.

For a moment, the carriage was filled with pungent smell of gunpowder, and warheads were flying everywhere, forming an absolute cover shooting.

In this case, Long Xiaoqi had no chance of fighting back at all. As the left hand said, killing him was very simple, inside this sealed moving coffin.

When shot, Long Xiaoqi hid under the seat and clearly felt the heat up and down, forward, backward, left and right. It was the friction heat generated by the sudden movement of the warhead and the air. He could even clearly feel the seat in front trembling, constantly fighting the force of the warhead invading.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

The seat was riddled with holes and countless debris flew across. In just a short time, the seat in front of Long Xiaoqi was almost bald. It could no longer withstand the invasion of the warhead, and it had persisted until the end.

This is a pistol bullet. If it were a rifle bullet, Long Xiaoqi would have been smashed to pieces long ago.

"Baobabababababa..."

There was no momentum of stopping the bullets. More than 20 Delta team members kept changing magazines and standing there to shoot. They did not take a step forward because there was no need.

At this distance of only about twenty meters, the group shooting is enough to kill the target, and there is no reason to take risks forward.

At this moment, Long Xiaoqi was in a mess. He knew that the seat in front could not last long, and continued to stay here just to kill himself. At the same time, his left hand was leisurely and contented. He took out a cigar, slowly cut it out amid the gunshots, and gently tugged it in his mouth.

Leisure and leisure are absolute oppression, and what is waiting for is Long Xiaoqi's death. He doesn't think there are any variables in this, because he knows that even if he is in Long Xiaoqi's position, even if their God Triangle is together, they are all in Long Xiaoqi's position. Without weapons, there is nothing he can do if he is shot with more than twenty pistols with all their strength and uninterrupted power.

"Smack it..."

"Clink!Clink!Clink!..."

The seat in front of Long Xiaoqi was finally bald, and the bullet became unhindered, hitting the steel supporting the seat, sparking a little.

"Swoosh!"

A bullet brushed over his head and slashed hard on the seat behind.

Long Xiaoqi changed from squatting down to lying down, and his whole body was huddled under his seat. He was facing a desperate situation, unable to make any tactical evasion, unable to dodge, and unable to use the gap to charge forward.

The moving coffin is small and stuffy.

But there was no despair on his face, but instead squinted his eyes and counted silently, waiting patiently for the opportunity.

Although these enemies did not refer to his opinion when they decided to kill him, Long Xiaoqi could hear it clearly. He understood the rules. The train was 300 kilometers per hour, and six minutes was 30 kilometers.

Now six minutes have passed, and what he wants is forty kilometers!
Chapter completed!