The car slowly approached them. Yang Hu and several others raised their guns and shot through the driver's window, hitting several drivers, but soon someone else took the lead, until a whole row of cars stopped in front of them, with rows of soldiers behind them. The soldiers kept shooting at Xie Yuci and others through the cars.

When Xie Yuci put up a barrier to block the bullets, a team would immediately rush over and attack quickly.

Yang Hu and his men had guns in their hands, but they were facing an army with rich combat experience and tacit unity. They could defend themselves for a while, but it was impossible for them to compete with them.

When they were exhausted and hadn't figured out a solution, Xie Yuci's calm voice rang out again: "You guys deal with the bullets from behind the car and suppress their firepower. Leave the rest to me."

"No, there are so many of them, how can you possibly handle them?" This time, not only did Yang Hu and the others disagree, but Huang Guangyao and Liao Fang, who had seen her strength, also rejected the proposal.

They knew Xie Yuci was quite skilled, but no matter how skilled he was, how could he withstand the might of an entire army?!

Throughout history, even the peerless masters in martial arts novels would be exhausted by the human wave tactics when encountering the imperial army. What's more, Xie Yuci was not a martial arts master, he just had a little harder fist.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yang Hu interrupted him at this moment, quickly raised the gun in his hand, and aimed the muzzle at the back of the car using the stone pillar.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

All three shots were quickly cocked, and he quickly shot down the opponent's three guns, then quickly retracted his body.

"Hu Zi! You have changed!" Huang Guangyao didn't expect that Yang Hu would agree to Xie Yuci's arrangement. When he asked Xie Yuci to get out of the car just now, who wanted to stab him?

It's only been a few minutes, how come he has changed his face so much?

"Close combat is not our strong point. Xie Yuci's fists are more suitable." Yang Hu replied, cocking the gun in his hand again and shooting under the cover of the stone pillar.

Within two sentences, more than a dozen people had surrounded him.

Xie Yuci had been holding the gun, but he loosened his grip and looked at the people rushing towards him. He reached out to adjust the tilted sun hat on his head, and the next moment the hat fell down, he quickly raised his other hand and punched the rebel who was rushing towards him.

The war correspondent was holding a camera and saw Xie Yuci lowering her hat. He thought she was going to die calmly and gracefully. He was already building up passionate emotions in his heart and had thought about the material to be released later.

Then he looked through the camera and saw her holding up her sunhat and raising her fist to hit the rebel in the chest.

The punch looked so light and powerful that it made people suspect that she was just stretching her arm, but the man suddenly bent his body, and with a "puff" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The reporter was stunned for a moment, and thought he was hallucinating. He didn't care about anything else, and quickly pressed the save button and rewound to watch the video of the previous second.

Fortunately, this time the picture did not disappear like the blue light, but was recorded completely.

She really just threw one punch, a light punch, and made a grown man vomit blood!

The war correspondent read it over and over again to make sure he was not mistaken and was not mentally ill.

Just at this moment, a scream was suddenly heard.

It was the cry of the slave laborer who was hiding with him at the entrance of the alley.

The fact that the usually cautious slave laborers looked like this showed that the situation was not simple.

The war correspondent looked up hurriedly.

Then we saw this scene: the group of rebels had just bypassed the stone pillar and rushed towards Xie Yuci and the others, but they had no time to attack at all, and were blown away one by one by Xie Yuci.

That’s right, it’s an action word – fan!

The kind that sends one person flying with one slap!

This scene is too funny. If it were a movie, it would definitely be a huge flop.

Can you imagine that an editor would write such a stupid plot and a stupid director would shoot it accordingly?

The plot can be roughly described like this: A woman strays into a war zone and faces a massive army. She slaps everyone she sees, slaps everyone she encounters! Because of the heroine's aura and her influence, the rebels, realizing they've committed a grave sin, don't fight back, instead allowing her to slap them. They even act out a scene to cheer her up, their goal being to give the heroine a break—no, let her escape safely.

The director filmed according to the plot and found hundreds of extras, asking them to come forward one by one to be slapped, and then throw their bodies left and right, looking like they were seriously injured.

By the way, in order to persuade these murderous rebels, the heroine slapped them like crazy and yelled: "Do you know what you are doing? Don't you have any conscience? Since you don't want to wake up, I will wake you up and let you know how powerful I am... Oh, no, I want you to know where you are wrong. Stop the aggression, stop the killing, stop the war! I want you to stop! Do you hear me!"

The reporter recalled the soap operas he had watched from the neighboring country, and it was like this, that’s right!

He even suspected that he had come to the wrong place. Was it possible that this city was a tourist attraction, and that a soap opera director from the neighboring country brought people here to film a TV series, and these rebels were just extras they brought with them?

The hell on earth I saw these days was all fake, it was acting, it was props, it was staged. As for those stinking corpses... those stinking corpses, yes, they were all stink bombs.

Is this possible? Is this possible?

Yang Hu, Qiu An, Ji Zhengrong, Huang Guangyao, Lin Dongliang, Chu Yun, and Liao Fang knew that Xie Yuci had a strong fist, so they were not surprised at all when they saw him beat the man to the point of vomiting blood.

But the next scene once again overturned their cognition.

Xie Yuci retracted his clumsy and slightly stiff fist, then changed his stance, spread out his palm, and slapped a soldier in the face.

When they saw her open her palms, a flash of speechlessness crossed her face.

She was slapping a mosquito, but the other party was a professional soldier!

Then I saw the other person being slapped and sent flying, his whole body hitting the wall beside him. His body slid down the wall with a bang and fell to the ground, motionless.

Ji Zhengrong was leaning against the wall at the time, watching the person sliding down at his feet. Worried that he would get up, he quickly pointed the gun in his hand at his forehead, ready to shoot him again.

As soon as the muzzle of the gun in his hand was against the man's forehead, he saw that there was something wrong with the bones on half of his face. The bones were tilted to one side, and the entire jaw was dislocated. The skin and flesh were swollen and blue, and the man's face was unrecognizable and horrible.

He was stunned.

This... shouldn't be a fan, right?

Is this person already sick?

Huang Guangyao noticed that there was something wrong with his eyes and moved forward.

Yang Hu and his men fired a few more shots at the firepower behind the car through the stone pillars, then pulled back and moved forward curiously.

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