Behind the corner of the wall, there are dozens of men standing in a dense position. These men are holding ropes and nets, and others are carrying sacks. They seem to be waiting for something.

"Xiong, he is back, the goal is following him, can we do it?"

The man who had previously sneaked out in the corner of the wall saw Zhang Xiaoqiang approaching here, turned and ran to the back, and returned to a burly middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is over forty years old. A big face with a beard and a slap is especially scary. Half of his cheeks are smashed by old knives, and the flesh is rolled up. The wounds are entangled like cockroaches. One eye is gone, no eyes are gone. The eyes of the child are only a white of miserable people.

"No hurry, wait for him to turn over the wall and grab him. I hope his identity is really rumored, otherwise it will be difficult."

Known as the bear, the man who is like a goblin does not have a thick tone. He has a accent of northern flavor. If he does not see his face, he only thinks it is a gentle man.

The man who reported the letter heard, pointed out to the crowd behind the bear, and came out with a few men holding ropes and sacks to the corner and waiting on the wall.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a slight uneasiness in his heart. He seemed to feel that something was going to happen. This made him hesitate and slowed down. After a while, he felt uneasy or as slight as before, far from the dangerous alarm of the past. .

This made Zhang Xiaoqiang mistakenly identified that there was a gang of thieves behind the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang took out his pistol and put it on his lap. He accelerated his speed again. He already had confidence in his own shooting. Three or five people were still not in his eyes. The man has turned around the corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang is chasing after it, the road is very bumpy, and the bumpy road makes Zhang Xiaoqiang somewhat distracted.

Waiting for him to turn around the corner, into the eyes of a group of men looking at him with a bad look, let his heart be suspicious, between his surprise, a big drink, four men from his side ...·····

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and saw the side of the wall. Four men twisted their faces and rushed to him. Two men were holding ropes, one was holding a sack, and the man in front of him was empty with his arms open. Come, four men want to catch him alive.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand held the pistol on the thigh in a lightning-fast manner. He had not lifted it. The man who wanted to hug him was close. The man's hands that were stalked into the talons were only one line away from his collar.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand suddenly swayed, with a residual image to open the man's hands, the backhand squatted in the man's throat, the five fingers instantly tightened the force, the huge force made his left hand buckle the throat of the man's throat, The nails between the fingers are as easy to insert as the tofu into the flesh of the man's neck.

"what·····"

Zhang Xiaoqiang sipped, tearing a big mouth between the man's throat, a **** throat pulled out of the meridian, the blood splashed, the man spurted a **** foam, turned up the white-eyed weakness and fell down on the wheelchair. .

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes are like the three people who are rushing behind him. The head and face are covered with blood. The left hand is still clutching the throat with the blood line. The blood of the blood flows down like a stream, slowly revealing the throat. White.

The three men kept their slamming posture, standing still in the same place, like three statues, their eyes showing a deep fear, they had forgotten their mission, only the blood pipe in the eyes and the blood on the top.

"上······" came from afar and screamed at the three people. They made a scream like a wolf, twisted the five senses, and continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang like a goblin.

Three shots, three men fell to the ground, the eyes of the gods looked at the sky, and the blood spilled from the guns on the forehead.

At the same time, where is the wall of the camp.

"Where is the gun? Where is the gun?" The head of the four-unit heavy fire group leaned on the seat and asked the players above. The sound seemed to be not very far from the camp, which made the boring team leader interested.

"I don't know, we can't see it, it's in the gathering place, maybe the guy inside is rushing, who knows?"

The above-mentioned vigilant members did not see the famous hall for a long time. Their attention was mostly placed in the market area and the lake. They did not care much about the people leaving the market. Zhang Xiaoqiang left, they did not see it, and naturally they did not know Zhang Xiaoqiang’s distress.

"So what? Where is the gun?"

Huang Quan ran from the depths of the camp, armed with his arms in his hands, his hair drenched, and some tiny white foam left on it. It looked like Huang Quan was taking a shower and heard the gun body ran out.

"I don't know, there is nothing we have, it is from the gathering place. It is probably someone who is fighting, ha.. Maybe the female soldiers of the female barracks have been sneaked?"

The above players did not care about themselves, and the high hangs. The speculation on the female battalion made him gloat. The players knew the things of Yun Shu and Shantou, and they did not catch the female battalion.

Huang Quan heard that the female soldier’s battalion might have an accident. He was kneeling in the same place. His face was cloudy and uncertain. He said that he was disgusted. He was more disgusted than the female battalion. He couldn’t put down his old classmate Zhao Xiaobo and thought that the female battalion was broken. Zhao Xiaobo was killed or suffered something else, his heart was a little uncomfortable.

Of course, it is just uncomfortable. Huang Quan gave the female soldier a thousand pounds of fish. He has done his best, let him take the players to fight for others. He is not willing. Finally, he sighs and turns back to the camp to continue his bath. .

The screen turns back.

Dozens of people standing not far away were stunned. They looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and the four bodies on the ground. In less than a minute, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed four people, and the means were hazy~lightnovelpub.net~ one of them died. The miserable, flesh and blood in the throat turned up, faintly can see the Sensen cervical vertebrae, the blood springs like a gushing from the breach, flowing to the ground to form a blood stream, flowing to Zhang Xiaoqiang's wheelchair.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the dozens of men in front of him and slowly turned the wheelchair back. He knew that the current situation was Junjie. His body had not fully recovered. Dozens of men came together and would not leave him too many bullets. The time, when dozens of people were scared by him, he slowly retreated, as soon as he reached the corner, his rescue would appear.

"Give me all, grab him five hundred kilograms of rice per person, three beautiful women..."

The sound of the previous big drink sounded again in the crowd. The voice was a mandarin with a northern accent. It didn't bring too much emotion. It was cold and very penetrating. It made the men who were blasphemy come back and they went back. God did not dare to go forward, because Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol at the front of the crowd, his eyes glanced in the crowd, trying to find the leader who was hiding in the crowd, but unfortunately, the man was too embarrassed, and even the clothes corner would not be exposed to Zhang Xiaoqiang's line of sight.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that dozens of people did not dare to move, the heart of Wei'an, put down the pistol and quickly turned the wheelchair, and vowed that as long as the body did not fully recover, no longer ran around.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang is about to retire, the bears hiding in the crowd are eager to see their eyes, and their two sleeves are smashed. Two silver-gray pistols fall to the palm of your hand, raising your hand and shooting, two gunshots, standing in front of the crowd. If the two were shocked, the head spurted out some black and white objects, slammed their heads forward and plopped to the ground.

Two men were shot in two holes in the back of the brain, blood mixed with brains flowing out of the hole, not far from them, the broken skull with hair fell to one side, sporadic brains dotted around.

"If you don't move, you will die..."