Climbed onto the cargo ship that Sou Chen Fat Man complained, Ye Qiu found that this place was not at all as casual as patrolling outside, everyone was energetically wiping the guns in their hands, sitting together in twos and threes, chatting and knocking, Ye Qiu saw that this crazy tooth mercenary group was not formed by a single race, and all kinds of people from Europe, Asia, the Middle East, and Africa gathered together.

Holding the cold light sword in his hand, Ye Qiu was also very helpless, there were more than ten people on the boat, although there were not many, but the guys in his hands were all miniature submachine guns, although Ye Qiu had extraordinary divine power and excellent martial arts, but he had not yet reached the level of being able to catch bullets with his bare hands.

Ye Qiu, who sighed, took advantage of the night to board the cargo ship along the stern trough of the cargo ship, and after jumping on the deck, he saw the huge chimney of the cargo ship, and after thinking for a while, Ye Qiu took Shang Fang's sword in his mouth and climbed up quickly.

It is now close to 1 o'clock in the second half of the night, this time is the most sleepy time for people, and in the hearts of mercenaries, Huaxia is very safe, and there will be no one who can attack here at night, so some people unconsciously relax their vigilance and take a nap.

Ye Qiu, who boarded the chimney, scolded in a low voice: "There are strange people every year, especially this year, don't talk about Chen Fatzi, just say Ye Fan, he doesn't look like a normal person"

When he arrived at the top of the chimney, Ye Qiu was like a gecko, with his left and right feet against the two walls of the chimney, moving his footwork downward step by step, and muttering in his mouth: "This is to catch up with the boat, I have to be cooked, and when I finish my work, Yanjing can't stay, or is it better to be special!"

Following the cigarette pipe, Ye Qiu successfully sneaked into the cabin, and just as Ye Qiu shook off the dust on his body and relaxed a little, a European asked in English, "Who are you?"

Seeing that his expression was nervous, the European slowly put his hand behind him, Ye Qiu saw that he seemed to be holding a gun, and suddenly Ye Qiu approached quickly, and Shang Fang's sword passed down the man's throat.

Seeing the Europeans slowly fall to the ground, blood gushing out of his throat, Ye Qiu said calmly: "In the next life, don't come to Huaxia"

Using the placket of the European's clothes to wipe the sword of Shang Fang, Ye Qiu felt that this sword was really sharp, very sharp, almost to the level of the legendary blowing of short hair.

"It turns out that Fat Chen gave me something good," Ye Qiu touched the sword body with his fingers and exclaimed.

After killing the Europeans, Ye Qiu found the exit in the cabin and arrived at the warehouse full of containers, which the mercenaries who looked at the containers might not have dreamed that there would be enemies sneaking in today.

Ye Qiu walked softly towards the five people who were sleeping, and the Shang Fang sword in his hand was aimed at one of them and was about to stab down, at this time Ye Qiu heard the explosion, and thought about it.

Ye Qiu scolded: "Damn, don't you say it's a sneak attack!"

The five of them also woke up in their sleep, looking at Ye Qiu holding the tip of the sword and aiming it at one of them, Ye Qiu said embarrassedly: "I want to say that I am passing by, do you believe it?"

The five of them ignored Ye Qiu, picked up the guns beside them and responded, the sword in Ye Qiu's hand was unabated, and a stab pierced through one of them, and the muzzles of the four people were also aimed at Ye Qiu.

'Bang bang bang!'

Gunshots rang out, Ye Qiu rolled and hid behind a container, his shoulder was bleeding, fortunately he was only scratched by a bullet, Ye Qiu scolded Chen Fatzi in his heart: "Dead fat man, you sneak attack, can you be professional!"

The sound of explosions outside was endless, and Ye Qiu was also muttering in his heart what this dead fat man was doing, such a big movement.

The gunshots of the four people kept ringing in Ye Qiu's ears, bang, the refraction caused by the bullet hitting the metal container made Ye Qiu also have a headache, and when a bullet was refracted and grazed Ye Qiu's forehead, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, if he wasn't shot to death, he would have to die with a bullet.

While cursing Chen Fatzi, Ye Qiu was also measuring the distance between him and the four people, according to the rate of fire of the four-man machine gun, even if Ye Qiu knew how to fight in martial arts, he would definitely not be able to dodge, thinking of this, Ye Qiu had an idea, took off his clothes, and hung them in the corner of the container, in the eyes of the four people, it seemed that Ye Qiu was leaning there.

After the four of them continued to shoot for a while, one of them pointed to the location of the container and motioned for it to come over and take a look, and it was a black man walking over.

Ye Qiu held his breath, relying on the keen hearing he had gained through martial arts, feeling the enemy slowly approaching, squatting in the container, holding the Shang Fang sword in his hand, silently counting in his heart, when he counted to three, the body that was squatting in the corner, rushed forward, raised his hand to the end, and pierced the black man's heart with a sword.

When the remaining three people reacted, Ye Qiuqilin's arm suddenly appeared, grabbed the black man's foot and wanted the three of them to throw it over, and the gunshot rang out again

Ye Qiu ran quickly, by the moment he threw out the black man, the three of them did not aim due to the rush of time, Ye Qiu crossed and ran, and finally approached the three of them, Shang Fang's sword looked at the neck of one of the white men, and when he took the gun to block, the sword was like cutting tofu, cutting the machine gun in the white man's hand, slashing heavily on his neck, and he died.

And Ye Qiu's other one was not idle, swinging his sword in his left hand, the muscles of his right hand bulging, and he knocked the other person away with one punch, and the remaining one of the three suddenly raised his gun and was about to shoot, because Ye Qiu was less than an arm's length away from him.

Ye Qiu was lucky, his hands were quickly crossed, and the 'Fengchi Point' man who was directly connected to the third person in the street instantly lost his ability to resist, and his whole body was paralyzed and paralyzed to the ground, Ye Qiu waved his sword and slashed it down, killing all four of them.

Everything seemed to be smooth, and after killing the three of them, Ye Qiu turned out the key in one of them and opened the door of the cargo ship.

I saw that there were some daily necessities here, as well as some household appliances and washing machines, and when Ye Qiu disassembled a washing machine drum, there were guns wrapped around his feet.

After opening the remaining wooden box, Ye Qiu saw the muzzle of the black hole inside, and exclaimed: "Nima, this is going to make my wolf go, Lao Tzu dares to lead people to kill Mount Emei!"

There are so many things, Ye Qiu can't take them away, thinking of this, he can't help but have a little headache, after rummaging through the washing machine, Ye Qiu chose a heavy machine B51 that he had seen before in CS among all the firearms, the scientific name is MG4, made in the United Kingdom, with a magazine capacity of 200 rounds.

Ye Qiu gathered all the guns together, tied his body full of bullets, and then filled his trouser pocket with grenades, and found a place where he could avoid the blast wave of the explosion, Ye Qiu still put the grenade in the middle of the gun.

'Bang!', all the guns turned to pieces, and Ye Qiu's ears were also buzzing with this huge explosion.

This time, Ye Qiu carried Shang Fang's sword on his back, held an MG4 heavy machine gun in both hands, his body was full of bullets, a circle of anti-tank grenades pinned to his waist, and he wore sunglasses that he had just picked up on the person he had killed, and walked majestically towards the deck of the cargo ship.