nashuaworldcup Chapter 166 A Hunting Feast in the Downpour
Chapter 166 A Hunting Feast in the Downpour
The flames spewing from the gun barrels exploded into blinding orange-red bursts in the rainy night.
The spent cartridge cases flew through the air, clattering as they hit the waterlogged concrete pavement before being washed into the dark drainage ditches by the torrential rain.
Qi Tongwei's AK47 never stopped firing.
Instead of seeking cover, he advanced straight ahead into the dense barrage of fire, like a programmed killing machine, his heavy steps carrying him forward.
With every gunshot, a bodyguard in black falls.
The blood, which had just gushed out, was diluted by the heavy rain, leaving dark red stains on the expensive waterproof raincoat.
"Bang!"
A stray bullet grazed Qi Tongwei's cheek and struck the shipping container behind him, sending sparks flying.
He didn't even blink.
At this moment, he had completely entered "God of Slaughter Mode".
In his field of vision, the endless rain seemed not to exist; every enemy's heartbeat, every movement of the gun barrel, even the slightest tremor of a muscle before pulling the trigger, was clearly presented in his mind.
This is not a battle.
This is a massacre.
"This man is really something."
Ye Cunxin hid behind the huge tires of a bulldozer.
She didn't rush to fire.
Those peach blossom eyes, through the rain-blurred eyelashes, were fixed on the back of the figure strolling leisurely through the hail of bullets.
The heavy rain had soaked her completely.
The oversized police shirt now seemed like a transparent film, clinging tightly to her delicate body, which was enough to corrupt even a saint.
The fabric has completely lost its function of covering.
That breathtakingly white expanse, under the ghastly beam of the searchlight, appeared almost eerily white.
Rainwater slid down her slender neck, gathering in the deep cleavage, then meandered down the contours of her two full breasts, soaking her waist and abdomen, and finally dripping onto the backs of her bare feet.
Because of the cold, and also because of a certain extreme excitement.
She stuck out her tongue and licked the water droplets mixed with rain and mud from the corner of her mouth.
That was the smell of rust and blood.
"Hello! Director Qi!"
Ye Cunxin, barefoot, suddenly darted out from behind the bulldozer.
The Glock 18 in her hand looked like the Grim Reaper's scythe, and she fired bursts of fire as she ran.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three gunmen who attempted to flank Qi Tongwei fell to the ground.
Every shot is a headshot.
Her movements weren't as fierce and domineering as Qi Tongwei's, but they exuded a wildcat-like agility and ruthlessness.
Bare feet stepped onto the oil-slicked and water-saturated ground, splashing up black droplets of water.
Those straight, long legs, with taut muscles as they ran, and the shadows at the base of their thighs shifting with each step, exuded a primal and wild allure.
She rushed to Qi Tongwei's side and pressed her back tightly against his.
The two formed a 360-degree, no-dead-angle killing formation in the torrential rain.
"Save your bullets."
Qi Tongwei's magazine change was so fast that it was just a blur.
"The ship is about to depart."
His voice was as cold as ice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
"What's the rush?"
Ye Cunxin felt the burning heat of the man behind her, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
She turned her head to the side, her long, wet hair brushing against Qi Tongwei's neck.
"Isn't this more exciting than in bed?"
She chuckled, but her gun showed no mercy; she raised it and fired a shot, taking down a sniper near a searchlight on a nearby tower.
The body fell from the 20-meter-high tower and crashed heavily onto a forklift with a dull thud.
Inside the dock tower.
The binoculars in Zhao Ruilong's hand fell to the ground.
Even through the bulletproof glass, even with the thunder and rain raging outside, he could still seem to smell the pungent stench of blood.
"Madmen...they're all madmen!"
Zhao Ruilong's face was deathly pale, and he slumped into the leather sofa, his legs shaking uncontrollably.
He has met ruthless people.
He has been running rampant in the Handong area for many years, and his hands are not without blood.
But he had never met anyone like Qi Tongwei.
Those weren't police officers at all.
Those are demons that crawled out of hell!
One man, with only a gun, charged straight into the position of dozens of fully armed mercenaries, as if he were in an empty field.
"Extreme level! Extreme level!"
Zhao Ruilong roared hysterically.
"Young Master Zhao..."
Cheng Du's voice came from the walkie-talkie, the background filled with the cacophony of gunfire and screams: "We can't hold them off! We can't hold them off at all! SWAT team reinforcements are on their way, and we've lost most of our men!"
"I don't care!"
Zhao Ruilong grabbed the ashtray from the table and smashed it against the glass. "We have to stop him! Just five minutes! Once the ship leaves port, we'll be safe!"
The Poseidon's whistle let out a deafening long blast.
The massive ship began to tremble slightly, and a column of black smoke shot into the sky.
The steel gangway connecting the dock and the deck began to slowly retract.
"Trying to run away?"
Qi Tongwei stared at the slowly moving giant ship, a hint of violence flashing in his eyes.
"Cover me."
He left with a single sentence, discarded the empty AK47, and pulled out the large-caliber Desert Eagle from his waist.
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Ye Cunxin let out a light, flirtatious whistle.
She stepped barefoot onto a wooden crate, lifted herself into the air, and completed a beautiful turn in mid-air.
The soaked shirt clung tightly to her body under centrifugal force, outlining her incredibly slender waist and pert, full hips.
"Bang bang bang!"
Her Glock unleashed a torrent of fire, suppressing the remaining gunmen who were trying to stop Qi Tongwei.
Each bullet seemed to have eyes, precisely piercing the enemy's eye socket or throat.
Qi Tongwei moved like a cheetah, weaving rapidly between the containers.
Fifty meters.
Thirty meters.
ten meters.
The last line of defense leading to the gangway consisted of three burly men wearing exoskeleton tactical vests.
They carried heavy machine guns and formed a crossfire network.
"die!"
Qi Tongwei did not slow down.
He suddenly lowered his center of gravity while running, his body almost sliding along the ground.
The rain burst open in a white mist around him.
Both Desert Eagles fired simultaneously.
".50 caliber bullets, also known as hand cannons."
"Bang! Bang!"
Two loud bangs drowned out the thunder.
The heads of the two machine gunners exploded instantly, like smashed watermelons.
Red and white splattered onto the shipping containers behind them, a shocking sight.
Before the last burly man could even turn his gun around, Qi Tongwei had already rushed in front of him.
Using the momentum of his slide, Qi Tongwei delivered a vicious sweeping leg kick.
"Snap!"
That was the sound of a tibia breaking.
The burly man screamed and fell to the ground.
The moment Qi Tongwei stood up, the heavy sole of his military boot slammed down on the other man's throat.
All sounds ceased abruptly.
"Pretty efficient."
Ye Cunxin followed from behind.
She glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at Qi Tongwei, who was panting heavily, her infatuation almost overflowing.
She stepped forward, extended her small, white hand that was still dripping with water, and gently stroked Qi Tongwei's chest muscles, which were wet with rain.
Fingertips slipped inside the seams of the shirt, tracing circles on the burning skin.
"That move you just made was so cool, I wanted to do it with you in the rain."
Ye Cunxin tiptoed and pressed her red lips to Qi Tongwei's ear, her warm breath mingling with the coolness of the rain.
Her two soft breasts pressed tightly against Qi Tongwei's arm.
Qi Tongwei turned his head to the side.
Their faces were inches apart.
He could see the fine downy hairs on Ye Cunxin's face, and see the water droplets sliding down her high nose bridge and onto her lips.
Two flames burned in those eyes, one of murderous intent and the other of desire.
"Once the ship sinks, you can do whatever you want with it."
Qi Tongwei grabbed her slender yet powerful waist and slid his large hand down to give her pert buttocks a hard pinch.
It feels great in the hand.
It has amazing elasticity.
"hiss……"
Ye Cunxin let out a sweet moan, and her body went limp on one side instantly.
She bit her lower lip and gave Qi Tongwei a flirtatious glare.
You're hurting me...
"Then save your energy for when you shout louder later."
Qi Tongwei released his grip and turned to look at the gangway, which was already more than a meter off the ground.
"Get on the ship."
at this time.
On the deck of the Poseidon.
Cheng Du was holding a miniature submachine gun and was leading a dozen men guarding the gangway entrance.
Seeing the two figures emerge from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, Cheng Du's hands trembled.
"Fire! Don't let them get up here!"
Cheng Du roared and pulled the trigger first.
The bullet struck the handrail of the gangway, sending up a trail of sparks.
"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish."
Qi Tongwei gripped the railing at the edge of the gangway with one hand, his whole body dangling in mid-air.
With his other hand, he raised his Desert Eagle and fired a shot.
"Bang!"
One of Cheng Du's henchmen was shot in the chest and screamed as he fell into the dark sea.
Ye Cunxin followed closely behind.
She was like a nimble monkey, stepping on Qi Tongwei's shoulders and leaping up with the help of him.
The oversized shirt fluttered in the air.
Because of the excessive movement, the hem was completely lifted up.
That was her last breathtaking beauty before death.
"Is it pretty?"
Ye Cunxin was in mid-air, and the gun in her hand had already fired.
"I'll send you to hell so you can see for yourselves."
Two more gunshots rang out, and two more people fell.
Ye Cunxin landed steadily on the deck.
She was barefoot, stepping on the slippery deck, her toes gripping the ground tightly, striking an extremely sexy shooting pose.
"Director Qi, come up and collect the body."
She turned around and gave Qi Tongwei, who had just climbed onto the deck, a flirtatious wink.
The heavy rain continued to fall.
The blood on the deck flowed into the drain holes, forming a river.
Qi Tongwei stood at the bow of the boat, letting the torrential rain wash away the bloodstains on his body.
He glanced at the passageway leading to the cockpit, then at the still-lit dock tower in the distance.
"Is Zhao Ruilong in the tower?"
Ye Cunxin walked to his side and used her body to shield him from the wind and rain from the side.
"No."
Qi Tongwei shook his head.
His hawk-like eyes were fixed on the huge cargo hold entrance on the lower deck.
"He's on the ship."
"The one in the tower just now was a stand-in."
"How could the real Young Master Zhao possibly put himself in danger?"
Qi Tongwei walked to the cargo hold entrance and kicked open the heavy iron door.
A strong smell of formaldehyde mixed with the stench of decay hit me.
It was pitch black inside, with only a few red emergency lights flickering eerily.
Indistinctly.
A faint sobbing sound could be heard.
That was the sound of a child crying.
"He's down there."
Qi Tongwei's voice was hoarse, filled with suppressed anger.
"And those children."
The alluring look on Ye Cunxin's face disappeared.
She gripped the gun tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
"Those beasts."
She muttered a curse under her breath and stepped inside first.
Those bare little feet made a slight sound as they stepped on the cold iron plate.
The soaked shirt clung to his back, clearly outlining the graceful grooves of his spine.
But at this moment.
This alluring body now only contains pure killing intent.
"Zhao Ruilong, the game of hide-and-seek is over."
Qi Tongwei pulled the bolt and stepped into the dark abyss that had opened its massive jaws.
The hatch behind him slowly closed.
It kept out the rain and thunder.
This also turned the ship into a prison on a deserted island at sea.
tonight.
Bloodshed is inevitable here.