The farce was over, the Russians have not left, more than 30 Russian monks and more than a dozen Americans wearing tattered clothes were escorted by Zhang Xiaoqiang to the four smoking American camps. When Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out of the gathering place, Japan People closed all the exports, and they stayed in the gathering place waiting for the unknown destiny, and Zhang Xiaoqiang took on the burden of contact with the Russians.

An unexpected action will be the zombies, the axe mountain gathering place, the three foreign forces are involved in it, and finally no one has benefited. Zhang Xiaoqiang is now fully armed, and the long sniper rifle is held in his hands. Ling Ling, 14.5 caliber sniper rifle is not light, the guns specially designed for the evolutionary people abandoned the insignificant materials and parts, maximizing the attack power and initial speed of the gun, but neglecting the precision and recoil, that is, the shooter evolution Those who can use this kind of rough guns can make a hundred shots, and the ordinary people will not say that they will break the recoil of the ribs. Even if the natural power is not able to shoot the bullets forward, the chance of flying to the sky seems to be bigger.

Since the King of the Rat, Zhang Xiaoqiang has neglected the mastery of the guns. Every time he is mostly close to his body, for this reason, many times he is dangerous, so when he loses the Rat Blade, he will pick up the gun again. Under his guns, American evolution and Russian Shuhan are glaring at each other, while Britain behind him is gnashing at the Americans. There is no doubt that their temporary small team is absolutely contradictory.

"Adult, Ono is too much, how can you count this? Axe Hill is your killing, Busan gathering place should be up to you, they will be excused when they expel you..." Miyamoto Naoto as a volunteer The only Japanese who came out with Zhang Xiaoqiang was angry with Zhang Xiaoqiang. If it wasn’t Zhang Xiaoqiang, God knows how many people will die last night. Others will have something he doesn’t know, but as an ordinary person, he will die, even if he started to contact Zhang Xiaoqiang yesterday. He is still very grateful, and also deeply into the ungratefulness of Ono.

Miyamoto’s complaint Zhang Xiaoqiang did not agree. He just looked at the two light helicopters that wandered in the sky. After the end of the world, all the helicopters reduced the noise as much as possible. The two helicopters were not listed, just like the ghosts hovering in the sky, just in the sky. When he looked up to the sky, Gima spoke. At this time, Miyamoto became an English translator, and fluent American English was smoother than Chinese.

"Sir, we don't want to stay with the Americans. My companions want to shoot them for revenge. I am stopped. I believe that you don't want to see us revenge each other. Thank you for your care. We have to go back... "Jima does not hide the hatred of Americans. More than two hundred evolutionists were brutally killed by Americans after surrender, so that they could not accept it and naturally wanted to leave."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the British girl in front of her eyes and had some headaches. She wanted to stay and didn’t know what to say. Suddenly, she flashed a flash of light and thought of Elizabeth, who was detained in Okamoto’s camp. She said to Jema: “Your plane has suffered heavy losses. In the hands of the Russians, can you not get air support?” In the girl’s hesitation, he continued: “You have companions in my camp, there are zombies everywhere in the forest, and several of you are on the road. Dangerous, I have lost so many companions. I don’t think there is any more loss for the rest of the people. It’s better to be with me, at least I can protect you for the time being....”

Jima hesitated to hear Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to take the iron and hit the iron, but behind him came an American evolutionary. The evolutionary is in his twenties, black eyes and black hair, but has a high nose, deep eye sockets, and handsome appearance. People are very fond of it. When they stepped forward, they first faced the eyes of Gima hatred. For the anger of Jima, he performed quite calmly and even politely smiled, and then introduced himself in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s strange eyes:

"Thank you for saving us from the Japanese. My name is Li John. I have a quarter of Chinese descent. I believe we will have a lot of consensus..." Li John uses Chinese with a hint of tongue. Somewhat weird, Zhang Xiaoqiang can still understand, Li John’s Chinese makes Miyamoto very disdainful, but he is not stupid enough to correct Li John’s pronunciation, just turning his eyes and staring at the wilderness trapped by the chains. Russian Shuhan.

"I am sorry about the death of the British evolutionary. Our bottom-level evolutionists are not in favor of this barbaric, inhuman approach. Unfortunately, the decision is not in our hands, and I can assure you that every US present. There is no British blood in the hands of men. If you don't believe it, we can wait for your soul detective to interrogate us. Under the power of the mind evolver, we will have nothing to do..." Li John then Jima explained that Miyamoto knew that Li John would speak Chinese and didn't dare to do it. The original book originally told Li John's words, but the tone changed slightly. Li John rushed to explain to Jima and turned his head. Looking at Miyamoto, the black eyes had a meaningful smile, but did not make a small report to Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at Jimma indifferently.

Gima biting her lips and staring at the handsome Lee John, 34's chest undulating quickly, and finally did not go to Li John's troubles, anger-like turned around and ignored, Li John solved the eyes of Gima resentment, then Going back to the previous topic, with a sincere attitude of 120,000 points:

"My father's clan is Chinese. I think I can be a Chinese. There is no hostile act between China and the United States. There is no conflict of interest between us. With this premise, we can't count as an enemy, as long as you are willing to do so. My companion and I will obey your command temporarily, until Dr. Flander and you reach an agreement, let us return...."

It’s a bunch of words, but it’s all nonsense. Americans are different from the average evolver. They are too dependent on equipment. Now they are called Hanako. They are even worse than ordinary evolutionists. Otherwise, they will not be in a few. In front of the British, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to Lee John and nodded and said:

"As long as you are honest, I can guarantee your safety. After I have settled on the Russians, I will talk about the future. Now you have to get the British. I don't care what you use, I have to dispel their grievances." Or else... or else you may be under the control of the British in the future..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s words made Li John suddenly sullen, and Zhang Xiaoqiang’s approach to Americans was quite uncomfortable. Not to mention that the British and their own side-by-side battles were half a comrade-in-arms. They said that they had surrendered, but the Americans still killed, which is a clear violation. My own bottom line, you must know that he has faced so many opponents, and he has never slaughtered him so unreasonably~lightnovelpub.net~ After Zhang Xiaoqiang temporarily comforted the Americans and the British, he came to more than 30 In front of a **** big man, these young people are as wild as ever. When they see Zhang Xiaoqiang coming over, they are struggling and shaking. The chains tied to their bodies are ringing. If they are not fastened, they will not be able to take advantage of Zhang Xiaoqiang. The shreds, but not everyone is this savage look, hiding in the middle of the Han Han a Russian bearded man, the face of the beard makes him look like a gorilla, but the height is the shortest among the Russians Even if he is dodging, there is nothing in the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored these embarrassed people who couldn’t wait to kill him. He waved his fist and smashed toward the nearest guy. Each of these monks was two meters high. The muscles on his body were as strong as rocks, and the knots were blue. Muscles are like embossed generals, but under Zhang Xiaoqiang's fists, these sturdy guys are like cloth bags filled with cotton, flying in a sigh.

No one can stop Zhang Xiaoqiang's second punch. These guys with a minimum weight of three hundred pounds fell like a paper, and many of them fell to the ground and then they slid and sighed. Cold air, these pain sensations have degenerated to the extreme, even if they interrupt their limbs, they may not be able to cry, the guys can't help Zhang Xiaoqiang's fluttering punch, let the big beard's face look terrible.

One by one, Han Han flew over the beard and fell to the ground and cramped like pain. He hid in the middle of the Han Han and slowly exposed it to Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes. Even if he ducked around, he could not hide Zhang Xiaoqiang’s meaningful line of sight. After all the monks fell to the ground and moved, the bearded man suddenly stood upright and shouted to Zhang Xiaoqiang:

"Golden Zuoqi's third small flag, Da Riha, reported to the elder brother..."