Chapter 1157: One thousand one hundred and sixty eight

Chapter 1157: One Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-Eight
Boom!
The fire was splashing!
Someone shouted!
There is no time to escape.
Even the extinct dragon was almost hit.
The front turned into a sea of ​​fire.
This gave Mo Bei a decisive escape time.
"Boss, that sniper, he's still there!"
Needless to say, the dragon destroyer also knows.
Just these two people, back and forth to do cover, they play round and round!
He had to catch one of them!
I couldn't find the sniper.
Then he will find what he can see.
What if it was delayed.
The opponent was so badly injured that he didn't have to run as long as he was still in Is.
Ming Long watched the car drive out of the checkpoint, his eyes were a little red: "Everyone got in the car, took the blocking gun and chased it for me!"
The Fengjia signal tower is useless.
Rescue teams from various countries should have withdrawn at this time.
Even if I ran out here, it would only take a long time to toss.
Extinct Dragon's eyes were so green that it was like a poisonous snake hiding in a tropical rain forest.
He can't control what Professor Liang is now.
The group had long since disappeared.
He just wanted to kill one of the two people first to vent his anger!
Mo Bei knew that there would be some people behind him.
She turned the steering wheel with her left hand, and while still struggling, pushed the throttle to the bottom.
You can still see a sea of ​​fire in the rear mirror of the off-road vehicle.
Mo Bei knew who shot that shot.
However, in his state, another shot will definitely increase the injury.
The only thing Mo Bei was worried about now was that Mie Long removed the target from her and chased him.
Fortunately, no.
After hearing the sounds, Mo Bei was relieved and began to concentrate on the line.
The road at night, with her eyes covered when she came, is a reason.
If she remembered correctly, there was a village three kilometers away, and there were many refugees in the village.
She heard a voice at the time.
It was also noticed that a refugee wanted to get on the bus and was shot to the ground by a man in black.
They are trying to eat and will not attack people.
As soon as she gets there, she still has a chance.
Mo Bei clenched the steering wheel with one hand and the other hand was still hanging on one side. At this time, the white face was stained with blood, and there were many places where his finger was scratched by the glass. These pains affected her speed.
But as long as I think about it, after seeing this, I can see that person again, and it seems like nothing is going on.
Tonight is destined to be hot.
Whether it's fire or blood flowing over the shoulder.
That shot was the last shot from Feng Nai.
He didn't stop there.
After getting on the sports car, he stopped himself first, and then looked at the sea of ​​fire that was still burning but quiet a lot, and his black broken hair hung down, blocking his eyes, making people unable to see what expression was.
All I know is that the hand holding the steering wheel is pale and terrible.
No delays.
Feng Nai made a left turn directly and drove in the direction of Mo Bei just now.
Some people aren't born with good blood clotting.
Feng Nai's complexion will be so cold and white, which is why.
The wound on the shoulder soon began to bleed again, and the coat was soaked with blood.
He didn't stop.
Driving fast.
Bang!
Another blast sounded the fire from behind the car.
He looked at the sign not far away, guessing where Mo Bei might go, and the dark eyes were full of dark night.
Two kilometers away.
Mo Bei drove significantly slower.
Pain can be particularly costly.
Originally, there was a distance off-road vehicle, and at this time, the shadow had been seen.
The run rang again.
The car behind him was trying to blast Mo Bei's rear tire.
With such a bombardment, Mo Bei had to rely on both hands to control the steering wheel, but her right arm could not be lifted at all.
The body shook heavily.
The rear of the car has been removed in half.
Mo Bei looked directly at the front of the road, and left with his left hand, risking to overturn, avoiding the second bomb, and once again stepped on the accelerator under his foot.
There are less than 800 meters.
As soon as Mo Bei was in gear, the rear of the car stirred up a lot of dust behind him and successfully straightened the car back and returned to the main road.
Mie Long looked at the scene with a telescope, and the corner of his mouth was full of bloodthirsty: "Fight again!"
"boom!"
There was another sound, and the signs on the roadside were blown up.
Mo Bei's car was like a shadow, once again hidden into the night.
Like Feng Nai, she had no driving lights.
To eliminate the attack target, Menglong must find it slowly again.
quickly.
Mo Bei saw the village in her memory.
Because the power has been cut off, no lights can be seen at all.
The only one who is still is people.
In order to survive, people always think of many ways.
Make a fire, find water, find food.
The moment Mo Bei drove into the car, those people crowded up. In this kind of place, there is no gun, and there is no way you can go.
Moreover, Mo Bei did not intend to leave.
After she extinguished the car, she pushed open the door.
Someone grabbed her right arm and spoke local to her.
Mo Bei twisted his eyebrows, and the cold sweat suddenly flowed out.
She knew that in such a place, even if the other party was not malicious, it would be dangerous if they were not shaken.
There was almost no hesitation.
Mo Bei would never show that he was a wounded in front of these people.
But when one of them grabbed her right arm, her left hand was raised, and the pistol was against the man's head. The sound quality was slightly cool: "Back."
Even if she didn't speak local.
Such a move alone.
All the people who flocked up were timid and took two steps back.
Mo Bei threw all the bread found in the car in the other direction of the car.
Suddenly.
The crowd rushed over there.
To grab the only piece of bread.
What exactly did the war bring to people?
It ’s not like you can see it for yourself.
Mo Bei strode in the direction of the house while the refugees had all changed directions.
After they saw the car, they would know that she stopped here.
It will also press these refugees.
She must disguise herself as much as possible.
Mo Bei thought of this and stepped down.
Disguise ... She glanced down at the refugee who was grabbing bread, glanced at her shirt again, pulled one of the refugees away, and took the other's coat.
No one noticed Mo Bei's movements.
Their focus is on grabbing bread.
Mo Bei, after putting on a tattered coat, touched the mud on the ground, scratched his face with black hair, and squatted among the group of people, rolling with them for a piece of bread ...
(End of this chapter)