Chapter 105: In a fierce battle

Zhang Sicheng, who was in the middle of the battlefield, did not feel any change in the situation. For him, everything after the war is to shoot continuously.
Zhang Sicheng once again bent a bow and shot an arrow. The arrow rubbed against the ear of a tall horse thief. It didn't affect him at all, and he had no time to lament his bad luck, and he didn't have time to complain about his arm sore. Take out an aluminum alloy arrow in the middle and fasten it to the string. The horse thief had climbed up to the top of the fence, and one foot had stepped inside. Just give him another five seconds, he will be able to overturn the fence and step on the school land.
Zhang Sicheng gritted his teeth and shot another arrow. With a puff, the arrow pierced the thigh of the horse thief, but he had armor made of leather on his thigh. To what great influence, he just roared and jumped off the inside of the wall neatly.
The surrounding soldiers shot at the horse thieves who had turned into the wall. Most of them were shot down on the way towards the bunker, but the few people headed by the tall horse thief rushed over while taking advantage of the shooting.
Zhang Sicheng screamed badly. The fence was only a dozen meters away from his position. The horse thief yelled at him, and behind him, more people were over the fence.
"The wall section 23 was broken by the enemy!" Zhang Sicheng knew that he was too late to shoot another arrow. He decisively lowered the American hunting bow and picked up a rough steel spear from the ground around him, yelling .
The horse thief had a big step and charged very quickly. He held a machete high in his hand, staring at Zhang Sicheng with his eyes, and rushed over ten meters in a blink of an eye. The distance was so close that Zhang Sicheng could clearly see the incomplete yellow in his mouth. Teeth and dirty beard.
Zhang Sicheng's heart jumped wildly, he really didn't have any assurance that at such a short distance, he used a spear to fight against such a big and powerful man.
When his spear intersected the opponent's scimitar for the first time, the huge impulse caused him to retreat for three steps, his wrist was so painful that he couldn't even hold the spear.
The horse thief cut it again with a knife. The other two guards around him had already caught up. They tried their best to use two spears to hold the other's knife. Zhang Sicheng picked up the spear on the ground and yelled to the horse's belly. Stabbed, but the horse thief was experienced, and a sideways, let Zhang Sicheng's spear against his leather armor, Zhang Sicheng emptied, the whole person fell forward, and can fall in front of the horse thief. The horse thief kicked Zhang Sicheng fiercely and kicked him away.
Zhang Sicheng was kicked on a sandbag. He ignored the severe pain in his waist and stood up, looking up to see a scene that split his eyes: the horse thief opened the spears of the two guards, first with the shoulder Close to the one on the left, and then turned back with a knife from the top to the bottom, the guards on the right had no time to defend, and they were cut open.
Zhang Sicheng watched the painful and unbelievable expression on the green face of the guards. He watched the blood and internal organs spewing out like a sculpture, and then fell to the ground. These are his students! They should have lived on the campus carefree, but now they are killed like a pig by a group of lunatics.
Zhang Sicheng couldn't stand all this, he would rather die to himself than to be a helpless bystander. This kind of thought burned him like fire, making him eager to explode everywhere in his body.
The horse thief wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve, spit, and rushed towards the other guard again. The team member was already scared and stupid. He slumped on the ground, trembling, and completely forgot to avoid it.
"Ah ~~" Zhang Sicheng roared and threw himself at the back of the man. After all, he was also a tall man. The knife that the horse thief beheaded was knocked by him, and the man fell with him.
Zhang Sicheng grabbed the arrow that had been shot on the man's leg before and slammed it in. The horse thief screamed loudly in pain. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Sicheng touched the stone from the ground and smashed it behind the horse thief's head. He didn't know how many times he crashed in madness. He stopped until the splash of blood color fascinated his eyes.
The horse thief was dead. Zhang Sicheng remembered it, and he pressed a guard. He hurriedly pushed away the horse thief's body, and saw that although the horse thief's knife failed to cut the student's neck, he thrust it into the student's chest when he fell to the ground.
The student had only one breath left. Zhang Sicheng crawled over to look at the wound, but his movement caused the student to cough. The blood poured out of his mouth with the cough, and soon the entire chin was stained red.
"Who will help me stop the bleeding! Hygienist! Hygienist!" Zhang Sicheng cried out for help, but it was useless, people around were fighting, all kinds of roars filled his ears, overshadowed his voice.
He felt that his hand was caught by a wet hand. Looking down, it turned out to be the student. His hands were all his own blood, and now he was covered with Zhang Sicheng's hand.
"I ... want ..." The student tried to open his mouth to say something.
"Student! What do you want, you say, say it quickly!" Zhang Sicheng put his ears together.
"I'm going to die, I'm going home."

Ye Zi fell to the ground, watching Morey fiddle with the horse thief leader who also fell to the ground, this guy who wanted to her back to be the wife of the Zhaizhai was very difficult to tangle, if not he didn't want to kill Ye Zi, Ye Zi confessed It is no match for him. But with the bottle of potion thrown by Morey, everyone within ten meters of the circle went to action and fell to the ground.
Morey turned the horse thief upside down, untied his leather armor, picked up Ye Zi's spear, and put the tip of the gun against the man's chest, all of which was like playing in the laboratory The little mouse is calm and efficient.
The horse thief was still able to speak. He started scolding at first, but when the gun really hit his chest, he begged for mercy again. Morey turned a deaf ear to this. He did a job similar to shoveling soil. He stepped on the trailing edge of the spearpoint with his feet. Using both hands and feet, he thrust the spearpoint into the chest of the horse thief.
At first, the horse thief screamed painfully, but as the gun pointed into the heart, his voice came to a halt, followed by a gasp and twitch, and then he stopped moving.
"May you return to the arms of the God of Nature." Morey whispered. Ye Zi can see the trembling of his fingers, which is a turbulent torrent under the calm like the sea surface.
Morey walked towards the remaining dead horse thieves, the villains who did not blink in the usual weekdays, all cried like children at this time, they desperately moved their body to escape, but the body was like a cast of cement, movable Only eyes.
"May you return to the embrace of the God of Nature." Morey said so, dying the rest one by one. Then, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he slumped in front of Ye Zi.
auzw.com He cut a cloth from the clothes of the dead on the side and wiped the tip of Ye Zi ’s gun,
It seems that killing people is not an easy task, even if they are killed Real villain. "
Ye Zi wanted to sit up while struggling, but her body was completely indifferent. After a while, she could only give up.
"Sorry!" Morey put down the gun, lifted Ye Zi up, leaned against a tree in the corner, "This is a paralyzing medicament used to capture the big Warcraft, I have no antidote, but about half an hour. Will fail. "
"Mr. Morey, why are you here? Why kill them like that? It's like a ceremony." Ye Zi asked.
"That's not a ritual." Morey smiled dumbly. "I just don't kill people, and I don't want to make a mess. I just used that method."
Ye Zi was relieved. No one wanted to deal with the mad man who was nagging. She asked again, "What about your guard?"
"I have some personal affairs to do. I'll put you in a safe place first, and wait for the potion to work out slowly." Morey answered.
"Private business? Do you want to kill the horse thief alone?" Ye Zi asked.
"Why would you say I'm going to kill a horse thief?" Morey was surprised.
"I don't know. It may be an intuition. I think that although your appearance is calm, your heart seems to be very turbulent, urgent, and murderous." Ye Zi said with some uncertainty.
Morey was silent for a while, and said: "Ji Xun is dead. To protect me from death. I locked the position of the killer, so I plan to take a trip."
"Uncle Ji ... is it gone?" Ye Zi's eyes turned red as he approached Ji Yijun, Ji Xun took care of her quite like a parent, "Who killed him ?! The person who killed him?" where is it?"
Morey and she briefly talked about the situation at the time, and finally said: "... according to my magic judgment, the killer is lurking in a forest outside the school wall, he may escape at any time. I want to avenge Ji."
Ye Zi listened silently, the girl's tears flowed down, and her face also showed resentment.
Somehow, it made Morley calm down a bit, he repeated: "That's it, I want to avenge him."
"You can't go alone!" Ye Zi said.
Morey thought the girl's anger was the same as his, but he shook his head: "I know you must also want to avenge him, but, I cannot wait for you, so please let me go alone." Get up and prepare to go out.
"No, I don't mean that, even if my fighting power is restored, I won't let you go." Ye Zi said with tears.
"Don't you want revenge?"
"Of course I think, but compared to how the enemy died, I care more about what Uncle Ji died for!" Ye Zi said one by one, "My reason is simple, he died to protect you, if you revenge When he died, he died in vain. The sacrificed people are no longer afraid of death, but they must be afraid that the things they died for will no longer exist. And you yourself is the only meaning of what he did. "
Morey was surprised that Ye Zi, the impetuous girl, could say such things. However, he did hesitate. He stood in front of Ye Zi and closed his eyes, thinking about every memory of that moment, every sentence, every action, every expression of Ji Xun, he knew that Ji Xun absolutely He would be expected to react like this now, "Maybe, you are right. But how about that? I can't forget the moment he died, I ... have to do something."
"I can't tell the truth. I just think your heart is not right!"
"Is it wrong?"
"Who do you want to avenge in your heart? Uncle Ji, or yourself?" Ye Zi asked.
Who do you want to avenge? Morey froze for a moment, Ye Zi seemed to say a question he hadn't thought about, and revealed an ugly answer.
"I ..., I ..." Morey tried to organize the rebuttal language several times, but every time it was so pale and weak.
Ye Zi no longer said anything, just stared at him.
And this young girl, who had difficulty even acting, put more pressure on Morey.
"I ... listen to you. But I will not let that guy go after all." Morey said at last.
Ye Zi nodded, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and squeezed a string of tears. She shook her head as if she wanted to shake off what was tangled in her mind, "Let's go."
Morey lifted up Ye Zi and walked slowly to the rear.
After walking for a while, a small truck was carrying a squad of support troops, and they passed by face to face. Morey looked back, wondering if he was looking at the galloping truck or feeling the assassin slowly away.