Chapter 339: He is yours

Easily, the players solved the people outside the house with ease and began to rush to those buildings. When the players searched, one of the most external doors was pushed open, four naked upper bodies. The man flew out of the house and ran to the wilderness. The players who stayed outside monitored the guns and fired at them behind them.
The sky became darker and darker, and the four men fled in the dark twilight. They didn't dare to look back. They didn't even dare to look at the companions around them. The bullets flashing like a meteor flashed through them. Through the wilderness ahead.
The men had a short mouth and a short gasp, and the two thighs flew toward the motor. The flying bullets around them made them daring, and a man running behind the back was suddenly smashed by a pit on the ground. When he reached the foot, his body fell to the ground and rolled over. He rolled his right foot and rolled over and made a tragic scream. He didn't know whether it was because of the pain on his foot or because of the rifle shooting behind him.
Hearing the screams of his companions, the three people in front did not dare to look back. They sprinted harder, and their hands clenched into fists and quickly flew down. Because they were too hard, their palms were pierced by nails, and they were slippery and greasy. Moistness spreads in the palm of your hand, but they can't care for anything, just rushing.
A small meteor in the air, bright but not dazzling light did not enter the back of a man, the man is the one running in the front, in the moment of being shot, he leaned forward and opened his arms. Looking up at the sky like a dark ink, a blood spurted out of his mouth, not waiting for the blood to spurt to fall, his body slammed down on the ground and fell down.
The two people in the back saw the companion in front of the bullet being more and more frightened by the center of the bullet. "This side..." A man shouted and ran to the side of the hillside, where the rock was smashing, although he would run in the middle. Decrease the speed and possibly effectively avoid the bullets, at least the probability of being hit is much smaller than in the unobstructed wilderness.
They ran in the rock of the mountains, and a bullet hit the stones beside them, and sporadic sparks. When they ran halfway, the gun body behind them stopped, and the stray bullets that flashed from time to time did not come from behind. Rushed to the front.
They didn't know what was going on behind them. When they thought that they could escape from birth, the two men couldn't help but excite themselves. The previous fear turned into a new impetus, and the speed was not slowed down.
They turned over the hills in front of them and they were completely safe. They didn't know who was attacking them. They didn't want to know. As long as they could survive, it was the only thought of the two.
Seeing that he was going to escape from the birth, there was a continuous shot of the stone wall in front of the stone pile. A long fire chain ran across the man running in front, and a fog covered his figure, two cuts. The open body fell in the middle of the rugged stone pile, and the two pieces were broken like a torn water bag. Under the twilight, the dark red blood quickly smashed out from the corpse.
"Touch ········" The last man who can still run down to the ground, his hands holding the ground crazy and gasping, he did not look up and see the front there is a small number of people ambush, it does not matter Everything is not important. The fear of running wild in the wild, the chill of running between the rocks, the excitement of being about to escape, and the desperation of the companion being killed in front of him, he no longer wants to escape. What I have done myself knows that his desperate breathinger seems to want to complete the air that he will breathe for the rest of his life.
The thicker the twilight, the last brightest color left between the heavens and the earth will show a man between the rocks. As the heavy machine gun stops shooting, the mountains and rocks regain their silence. Only the man’s crazy gasping sounds between the silent rocks.
A faint footstep sounded in front of the man. As the footsteps approached, the man squatted on the ground and looked up to the other side. The front was ugly, and it was not very clear. A man who was not tall was on the ground. The gravel slowly came to him, the footsteps were not heavy, except for the occasional squeaking of the gravel under the foot, just like the sound of ordinary people walking.
The heavy footsteps were like a drumstick constantly knocking on his heart. As the footsteps approached, his heart seemed to start to hurt. Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of his head. He could not see clearly. Who is the light, the light is completely dim, only to see a rough outline, he lowered his head again, waiting for the ruling.
The sound of the "squeak" of the trigger was turned on the head, he stopped breathing, his body trembled fiercely, and his heart beat fast, just in the most violent time of his heart.
"Touch ······", "Ah···········" After the gunshot, the man is holding a broken arm and screaming wildly, he is not hurting on the ground. Stopping the tumbling, it seems that only this way can alleviate the pain in the body~EbookFREE.me~Touch·······
is another shot, after the gun flame is lit, a calf flies away from the man’s knee, I didn't wait for the man to have a new reaction. The gunshots that followed one after another continued to ring in this empty mountain. The man was like a dismembered toy, a piece of minced meat, and a broken bone connected from him. When Zhang Xiaoqiang had a hand When the magazine was cleaned, the man had no limbs.
"咔·····" A new magazine was stuck in the gun body. Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the pistol again. He thought that some might not be wasting bullets for this scum. He inserted some slightly hot pistols back. The holster, pulled out the mouse king blade frame and whispered on the neck of a man who had only one breath: "The next life will reincarnate, don't be a man again." The right hand is lightly belted, and the man's head falls from the neck to his own arms. in.
"You are on the mountain and you can shoot directly when you see someone coming."
Zhang Xiaoqiang arranged for ten players to guard, and he took Huang Quan and the woman to go down the mountain.················
"Where is the white stork?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked a man who was tied to the ground and was with five flowers. He was surrounded by dozens of companions who were also tied to his majesty.
"........."
"Touching···········" After a gunshot, the man rolled on the ground with the pain of the beast, and under his body, the blood slowly flowed out of his broken leg. come out.
"He is yours now."
The woman heard Zhang Xiaoqiang’s instructions, took the saber and walked to the man’s side, and the hand fell from the knife. One ear was picked up in the air. This is just the beginning. The woman is like a machine, the saber in the hand is falling and falling, and the pieces are thick. Uneven, pieces of meat of different sizes flew from the man's body. The woman's technique is very old. In the history of China, it is called Ling Chi, and it is also called a thousand knives.