Vol 2 Chapter 89: Win 2/4 more

The sharp darts are about to go to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyelids haven't moved. The right-handed rat king's blade is just about to squat in the chain, letting the dart head turn, and knowing that the darts first change direction, the rat king's blade falls through. The chain darts draw an arc and roll back to his neck, entangled his neck and dragged him.
"啪" Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his left hand and took a sharp shot of the darts mountain, flew it, and the dart head flying to one side was suddenly taken back by the chain and fell into the hands of the bear.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Xiongye looked at each other and looked at each other. One sat on the ground and stood tall. Compared with the image, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was covered in blood, was too far away to see that he had reached the Jedi. The Xiongye was as clean as ever, and the clothes were even wrinkled. No one seems to be the ultimate winner.
In the opposite situation, Zhang Xiaoqiang sitting on the ground with a smile, a relaxed face, and worse, can be compared to being trapped in the net?
Xiongye’s eyes were cold and his eyes flickered. He did not expect that it would become a stalemate at the moment. The means would not be taken out of this scorpion. Instead, he was very arrogant and timid, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was more and more brave. The advantage of the loss is lost, Zhang Xiaoqiang is out of trouble, his men are useless, his chain darts seem useless to Zhang Xiaoqiang?
"Give me all the time, go up together, and then succumb to killing innocent people, your family, your women will kill, one will not let go..."
The bear was fired, and the voice shouted loudly, and the tone was stunned.
Knowing that in the ropes, one man stood up in a gray face, desperately looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the ground with blood and blood, and his heart was miserable. They couldn’t speak. They clenched their fists, chest bullied, biting their teeth, biting A color on the lips slipped from the chin.
After the first shout, all the men shouted together and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang with their red eyes. They either held stones or held knife sticks. They didn’t want to catch Zhang Xiaoqiang. They just wanted to fight and desperately I earn a living path for my family.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's men re-raised, without the previous tension, legs together, slammed to the ground, between the slight vibration, Zhang Xiaoqiang bounced, rolled back, more than ten consecutive heads, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled to the wheelchair On the other hand, he grabbed the wheelchair and pulled the whole body up from the ground. He stood on the ground.
When the crowd rushed, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the wheelchair and swept the left hand. During the collision, three or two people flew out. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked the wheelchair forward, stepped on the left foot, moved forward half a step, and cut off a short knife. Yu Li will throw a person to open the belly, the man clenched a half short knife and swayed, rushed to the upper small body, after a few steps to become awkward, countless internal organs shake off his chest, wrapped around his leg, will him Stumbled, he fell to the ground, clasped the handle, staring at the ground with his bloodless eyes staring at the cheeks, and swallowing the last breath in his mind.
Zhang Xiaoqiang used wheelchairs as crutches and shields to fight in the battle crowd. The power of the Rat Kingblade was powerful in the fight against the body. The knife broke, the blood was shining, and the tragedy was sorrowful. Zhang Xiaoqiang was like an iron man, stunned in the wave. A dead body that fell unsuccessfully fell behind him. He was in the midst of a crazy crowd, and a sigh of anger slammed into his heart and could not help but scream.
This is his Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this time, he has no regrets in his heart. Even if he is killed in the next second, he has no regrets. He sat in a wheelchair. He was a strong person who was washed out in the fight. He became a weak person. He likes it, he likes to kill and love to kill.
"what!"
After the big drink, a figure rushed forward, his legs were tight, his upper body was half-shouldered, and he flew in the air to Zhang Xiaoqiang. In the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the black soles that were brought in on the face were infinitely magnified, and he took out the rat king's blade. Oblique, the sharp edge of the blade is silent, the sole is cut, not only, the sharp edge cuts the person's foot like a tofu, cuts the calf, cuts the red meat bone between the thighs, inserts the man's abdomen.
"bump·······"
The man didn't have time to scream. In a moment of numbness, his rushing in the air made his half-legged body smashed to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang was rubbed back by the man. The left hand unconsciously released the wheelchair, and the man fell. The ground was sprayed with blood, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was looked at without a god. When he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang lose his wheelchair, the man smiled, and then his head fell aside and completely lost his spirit.
"上··········"
Xiongye shouted. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang had no crutches and shields. He thought that their chances had come. After shouting, he was even more a soldier, and he rushed over. The people had not arrived yet, the chain rang and the front was full. The dart head flew to Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat. Obviously, he also had the idea of ​​catching Zhang Xiaoqiang alive. At this time, he only killed.
Without him, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s performance is too strong. He can take a hundred in a wheelchair. When Zhang Xiaoqiang recovers completely, several people can stand against Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this moment, Xiong’s selfish work is forgotten, and he still has to take Zhang Xiaoqiang. Change the missile.
Without a wheelchair, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry, even if he is dead? He did something beyond his imagination, and he could die as a soldier.
Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed, forgot that he was not good at the line, moved his awkward pace and voluntarily greeted him, one step, two steps, three steps.
"when·······"
The back of the knife of the Rat King's Blade lingered on the head of the dart. Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength was full, and the flying head of the flying head flew to the bear's head holding the chain tail. The speed was faster than flying to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Xiongye is not afraid. He is practicing the chain dart. The habit of the chain dart is better than anyone knows. He twists his neck slightly, the chain darts fall, his figure is reversed, and the long chain is around him, sideways. A big drink, the unsuccessful darts have not eliminated the spare force, and they circled an arc and shot Zhang Xiaoqiang again.
This time the speed is different, Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength and the strength of the bear, the speed of the dart is faster than imagined, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take a look, he is in the dynamic vision, as if walking in the back garden, watching Tsing Yi Butterfly dance, the rat king's blade in the hands of the men in front of the body, can not be sent, cut off their weapons, cut their heads, the head rolling, Zhang Xiaoqiang deflected the side, as soon as the comet's head rubbed his The lips shot into the throat of one of his people.
Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly adapted to his own movements. He was like watching a slow-moving movie. In the slow motion of those men, he killed the men at a faster speed than the men. The result is Xiongye, the faster his chain darts, the higher the speed, the longer Zhang Xiaoqiang enters the dynamic time.
The scene was extremely chaotic. A small vortex was formed with Zhang Xiaoqiang as the center. The men around the periphery forgot to live and die, shouted loudly, and each of them rushed in and was smashed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. The bears did not have the previous style. Walking around Zhang Xiaoqiang, the chain of darts in his hand whirls around his hand. As long as he sees the opportunity and does not care about the size of the opportunity, the sharp dart head slams like a poisonous snake's head.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who has dynamic vision, no matter how hidden or strange the direction of the head is, he can always block it, and sometimes he can shoot some enemies with the help of chain darts. Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s legs are flexible, to the end. He is not passively killing the enemy, but actively catching up, first slowly chasing, and in the end he turned into a trot.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who has been able to trotting, can't feel his own change. The men who have forgotten to kill Zhang Xiaoqiang can't feel his change. They slowly reduce in the invisible. In the end, the bear man suddenly found out that his men have Less than ten people, these ten people are still courageous, and they have not dared to rush in the periphery. At this moment, they are not killing Zhang Xiaoqiang, but Zhang Xiaoqiang is chasing them.
"Withdrawal···························
The bear man couldn't help himself, and there was a panic in his heart that he hadn't felt for a long time~EbookFREE.me~The cold sweat and raindrops fell, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not in the wheelchair, the scrap that was only shot with a pistol, is a The master who can run and jump, the corpse is everywhere, the flesh and blood shop, the bears no longer want to stay in this place.
"I want to run? It's not that easy. I will leave my life to you."
Zhang Xiaoqiang killed more and more bravely, heard Xiongye Khan retreat, roared, and angered his heart. At this time, he can't think of anything else. He only needs to kill and use killing to calm down the suffocation and depression he has accumulated in the past few days.
The rest of the people had long been unable to go down and heard the call of the bear. He shot and turned and ran. Not looking at it, Zhang Xiaoqiang chased after him and chased after him. He felt that the man who fled in front seemed to be slower and slower. He could easily catch up with them and smash it with the mouse king. Their heads.
"what··········"
The bear man who ran in front suddenly turned around, and the chain dart in his hand came back again. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to fly like the previous one. The rat king blade had not yet reached the head, and the bear’s right hand swayed, and the straight chain like a javelin swayed out. A wave of waves, the dart head changed an angle in the air, twisted by the thorns, wrapped around Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand, tied his right hand with a knife.
"上啊·············································
When I heard the screaming of the bear, the rest of the people gambled cheaply, their brains were hot, and they rushed over.
The serrated teeth on the back of the Rat King's blade are placed on the tight chain. As the wrist rotates, the sawtooth cuts it, and the broken chain is soft like a noodle. It accelerates again. Zhang Xiaoqiang cuts the melon and cuts the vegetables. The man killed a clean, standing on the edge of a few fleshy bodies, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up, but never saw the trace of the leading man.