Chapter: 2667
Wang Xiaoer stared blankly at this scene, and the two official walkers running towards Master Liang Shanshui froze behind him, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
"Don't stand still, let's fight!"
A calm voice came from behind, and immediately after, Wang Xiaoer saw the wrist of that hand flipped and flicked his fingers lightly.
The bullets shot away, penetrated the darkness, and disappeared into the pig farm. Immediately there was a "poof" from inside, which was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.
Wang Xiaoer's pupils constricted violently, and his nerves tensed up one by one, as if encountering a fierce tiger in the forest, the adrenaline soaring sense of crisis made his scalp tingle.
What kind of powerful force is this? Receive sniper bullets with bare hands, and kill scouts hiding in the dark with a snap of your fingers.
Even the drug chaser deacon can't easily do this step.
"Don't be afraid, reinforcements!"
The voice behind him comforted Wang Xiaoer, snapped his fingers, and said with a light smile, "Kill them!"
As soon as the words fell, a black figure rushed out from the green grass path outside the pig farm, holding a red long knife in his hand, and rushed towards the pig farm with a thud, jumping over the roadblock set up by the black car.
"bang bang bang"
The drug dealers guarding outside the pig farms shot wildly. In the slightly chaotic border, the low-level walkers still mainly fight with firearms. Although they can also rely on skills and body rules to avoid bullets, criminals also have evil professions, which consume the land. In front of the ammunition, if you rush to fight hand-to-hand, you will die quickly.
Moreover, large criminal groups often have grenades and even individual bazookas in their hands. To work in this kind of place, first of all, you have to survive. Only by living can you survive, and only by living can you enforce the law.
But Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, charged irrationally, like a bull.
In the next second, a scene that stunned everyone present happened. Bullets rained down on the black shadow with a knife who was not dodging, making a muffled sound of a wooden stick hitting a sandbag.
Failed to break the defense.
The man rushed into the pig farm carrying a hail of bullets. Immediately, heart-piercing screams came, mixed with intense gunshots, but soon even the gunshots disappeared.
There was silence in the pig farm.
The security guards and official walkers who were at the front of the car looked at each other. After a few seconds, a second-level fireman couldn't bear it first. Holding a gun in both hands, the muzzle of the gun was facing down, and slowly approached the pig farm.
When he was less than five meters away from the narrow door, he threw a fireball in, and the burning fire illuminated the scene of the simple pig house, with stumped limbs and broken arms all over the floor, and sticky blood spreading along the potholed concrete floor. None are complete.
"All, all dead," the Fire Master murmured.
"Then, where's the reinforcement? It's a reinforcement." Someone asked, speaking cautiously in the second half.
The Pyromancer threw another fireball in, glanced at it, and shouted, "It's gone!"
Disappeared... Wang Xiaoer turned his head and looked around, and the master behind him also disappeared. The night was heavy, and the voice just now seemed to be an illusion.
Suddenly, his eyes focused, and he saw a tube of light golden injection falling beside Master Liang Shanshui's broken thigh.
Life source liquid? !
Surprised and delighted, Wang Xiaoer shouted: "It's reinforcements, official reinforcements!"
Only one of us would leave behind such a precious source of life liquid. The mysterious master of the civil order organization and Qinghe clan master was not only a reinforcement, but also a big shot, a big shot who sympathized with the low-level walkers.
"Really reinforcements"
The surviving official walkers and security guards were relieved, their faces stained with blood and sweat, showing the joy of escape from death, and the ease of relief. JrNovels.com
"Don't stand still, let's fight!"
A calm voice came from behind, and immediately after, Wang Xiaoer saw the wrist of that hand flipped and flicked his fingers lightly.
The bullets shot away, penetrated the darkness, and disappeared into the pig farm. Immediately there was a "poof" from inside, which was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.
Wang Xiaoer's pupils constricted violently, and his nerves tensed up one by one, as if encountering a fierce tiger in the forest, the adrenaline soaring sense of crisis made his scalp tingle.
What kind of powerful force is this? Receive sniper bullets with bare hands, and kill scouts hiding in the dark with a snap of your fingers.
Even the drug chaser deacon can't easily do this step.
"Don't be afraid, reinforcements!"
The voice behind him comforted Wang Xiaoer, snapped his fingers, and said with a light smile, "Kill them!"
As soon as the words fell, a black figure rushed out from the green grass path outside the pig farm, holding a red long knife in his hand, and rushed towards the pig farm with a thud, jumping over the roadblock set up by the black car.
"bang bang bang"
The drug dealers guarding outside the pig farms shot wildly. In the slightly chaotic border, the low-level walkers still mainly fight with firearms. Although they can also rely on skills and body rules to avoid bullets, criminals also have evil professions, which consume the land. In front of the ammunition, if you rush to fight hand-to-hand, you will die quickly.
Moreover, large criminal groups often have grenades and even individual bazookas in their hands. To work in this kind of place, first of all, you have to survive. Only by living can you survive, and only by living can you enforce the law.
But Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, charged irrationally, like a bull.
In the next second, a scene that stunned everyone present happened. Bullets rained down on the black shadow with a knife who was not dodging, making a muffled sound of a wooden stick hitting a sandbag.
Failed to break the defense.
The man rushed into the pig farm carrying a hail of bullets. Immediately, heart-piercing screams came, mixed with intense gunshots, but soon even the gunshots disappeared.
There was silence in the pig farm.
The security guards and official walkers who were at the front of the car looked at each other. After a few seconds, a second-level fireman couldn't bear it first. Holding a gun in both hands, the muzzle of the gun was facing down, and slowly approached the pig farm.
When he was less than five meters away from the narrow door, he threw a fireball in, and the burning fire illuminated the scene of the simple pig house, with stumped limbs and broken arms all over the floor, and sticky blood spreading along the potholed concrete floor. None are complete.
"All, all dead," the Fire Master murmured.
"Then, where's the reinforcement? It's a reinforcement." Someone asked, speaking cautiously in the second half.
The Pyromancer threw another fireball in, glanced at it, and shouted, "It's gone!"
Disappeared... Wang Xiaoer turned his head and looked around, and the master behind him also disappeared. The night was heavy, and the voice just now seemed to be an illusion.
Suddenly, his eyes focused, and he saw a tube of light golden injection falling beside Master Liang Shanshui's broken thigh.
Life source liquid? !
Surprised and delighted, Wang Xiaoer shouted: "It's reinforcements, official reinforcements!"
Only one of us would leave behind such a precious source of life liquid. The mysterious master of the civil order organization and Qinghe clan master was not only a reinforcement, but also a big shot, a big shot who sympathized with the low-level walkers.
"Really reinforcements"
The surviving official walkers and security guards were relieved, their faces stained with blood and sweat, showing the joy of escape from death, and the ease of relief. JrNovels.com
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