Chapter 431: How many people have you killed?

Restricted the demons, Huang Quan went on the road, Huang Quanping did not soften other people because he had just let go of the woman. As long as he was a man with a weapon, he would kill them in the first time, without asking those men to hold those The branches are like to be crutches or do something else. At this moment, Huang Quan in the killing is a bit more clear.
When Huang Quan stood in front of the crowd, he had not been freed from the fierce battle just now. There were dozens of women standing in front of the lake. If Zhang Xiaoqiang was here, he would recognize that these women were those who wore grass. The women on the clothes have no scars.
There are only two men in total, one is the old man Gao Dezhu, the other is 18 years old, the young man who looks like Gao Dezhu, and there is a small wooden fishing boat with a diesel engine beside them, Gao Dezhu and the young People are nervously overhauling the engine. Obviously, no one has used it for a few months. At the crucial time, the engine is not recognized.
Gao Dezhu also saw Huang Quan, whose body was covered with blood. At this time, Huang Quan was the evil spirit who climbed out of hell. They didn't know what Huang Quan had experienced, and they didn't know how Huang Quan came here.
Huang Quan himself did not know how many people he killed, and there were more people who killed him. The blood of the splashes naturally increased. The most common mountain combat suits based on khaki were not yellow, but red. With brown, red is fresh blood, and brown is blood that has begun to become old.
"Well, you won, let me go, I will give you, what you want, including my little life..."
Huang Quan looked coldly at Gao Dezhu and did not speak. Gao Dezhu put away the charms and pleasing in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he was not humble.
The young man next to Gao Dezhu was a little timid. After seeing Huang Quan, he hid himself behind Gao Dezhu. When he saw Gao Dezhu talking, he crossed the fishing boat and hid in the cabin. Gao Dezhu’s voice just fell, he went from In the cabin, a bamboo pole was stretched out and the small fishing boat was sent out on the shallow water, ignoring the life and death of his old man.
When Huang Quan raised his hand, he sent all the remaining bullets in the rifle into the body of the young man. After a few shots in the body of the young man, he looked at Huang Quan, who was holding the rifle, and rolled into the cabin without a hit. The young man died. The boat also lost control, the bamboo poles floated into the water, and the boat swayed across the lake and turned around.
The scene calmed down. Huang Quan slammed the empty rifle back to his shoulder and pulled out the silver-white desert eagle from the waist to look at the old guy.
Gao Dezhu did not scream, did not lose his mind, did not even move a trace of expression, he did not go to see the boat carrying his son's body, he just looked at Huang Quan silently, in the eyes of Huang Quan, Gao Dezhu seems to be too old.
Huang Quan raised his pistol and aimed at Gao Dezhu. When he shot, Gao Dezhu spoke.
"Your people are poisoned..."
Huang Quan heard this and put down the pistol. He knew that he was poisoned, but he didn't know what poison it was. He wanted to hear what the old man said.
"This island used to be called Laogao Island. From my ancestors, this island is our home. My grandfather told me to get back to the island. I told me to take it back to the island. I got it back. It is the island of our high family. We have come down from generation to generation. You have come. You want this island. Why? This is the island of our high family. My son is dead. The family is dead. You said, what will I do? ?"
Hearing this, Huang Quan knew that Gao Dezhu would not say an antidote. He raised his hand and shot him.
"Ha ha ha!! No need to use ..... you see ········"
Gao Dezhu raised his hands, and there were two huge wounds on his wrists on his hands. The blood of the cockroaches was quickly coming out of the wound, and the blood that came out descended down his elbows to his body. Under the lake.
"I am going to die... I am going to die... I will tell you one more thing, there is more than one fish. They are sensitive to taste. You see, I have so much blood, I don't have to go to tomorrow morning, here. Will be full of fish, 嘿嘿······ You said, you can still escape? Hahaha······

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The gun in the hands of Huang Quan rang. The huge recoil made Huang Quan unable to step back. In the moment when the large-caliber bullet hit Gao Dezhu, the women in front of Gao Dezhu screamed and ran away. Huang Quan did not care for those. The women who ran into the panic, he indifantly inserted the pistol back into his waist, pulled out the saber and went to the high pillars lying in the waterside of the lake...······
A slight footstep sounded in the distance. This slight footstep immediately awakened Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he blinked to see Huang Quan who was coming to him.
The sky is already dim, the light around Zhang Xiaoqiang is gradually swallowed by the darkness, and the place farther away is already invisible, although Huang Quan is standing less than three meters in front of him~EbookFREE.me~ Zhang Xiaoqiang is still squinting After watching it for a while, I saw the appearance of Huang Quan.
The helmet covered Huang Quan’s eyes and could not see the emotions in his eyes. The calm and steady Huang Quan stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang and was not humble, no sadness and no joy. The body exudes a strong blood and smoke blending taste. The taste makes Zhang Xiaoqiang so familiar, it is from the familiarity of the soul, it is the kind of familiarity from the bones, it is the kind of slaughter that countless enemies.
"咚···" A round thing was thrown to the ground and rolled to the foot of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was squinting, recognized the head of the old man Gao Dezhu. The surrounding vision was dim and he could not see the expression of Gao Dezhu’s death. The general appearance can still be seen clearly.
Zhang Xiaoqiang mentioned that his right foot stepped on his head and swayed slightly, licking his neck and looking at Huang Quan, who had not yet made a statement.

How many people have you killed?
Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered softly, but the voice was not big, but it was very penetrating. This inquiring question was like a sword piercing Huang Quan, who is still self-controlling and self-repressing. The temper.
"No... I don't know... I just take a weapon, I will kill it!!!"
Huang Quan’s voice was low and hoarse, and the hoarse voice was accompanied by a thick smell on his body. It made people feel a little chilling. This is not the same as Huang Quan. When there is no missile base, it is frivolous and scornful. With depression, without previous anxiety and sensitivity, a killing, a baptism of life and blood, Huang Quan became stable and atmospheric, and became more mature.
"Kill it well... Remember... This is the end of the world, you don't kill people, people will kill you... Now, you are the captain, the hot springs outside the team leader Huang Quan, the man you are in Pick up the names of the villages that follow us, plus you a total of ten people...······