Chapter 1163: One thousand one hundred and seventy four

Chapter 1163: One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy Four
Look at the past from Mo Bei's perspective.
I don't see anything in the hands of Mie Long.
It was a small pocket pistol.
It looks inconspicuous, but the range and power are greater than any other gun.
Minglong just wanted to say something in an attempt to disturb Mo Bei. After all, the other party could not be prepared in such a situation.
Are they Chinese people talking about not killing prisoners of war?
As long as he surrenders deliberately, he can fight back the other.
What Meng Long didn't expect was that the man didn't give him a chance to act at all, saying: "You shouldn't move him."
Just one throttle accelerated and threw a lighter that was hit!
There was only such a picture left in the moment of Mie Long's eyes. He shook his eyes and wanted to get up, but it was too late.
Before the lighter had fallen. ,
Mo Bei made a turn in his left hand and stepped the throttle to the bottom.
Just ten seconds after she drove out.
Boom!
The rear body was blown into the sky at one time.
But the dragon finally got rid of the door, but it was in the condition that he was all burning.
He ran forward with flames, stretched out his hands and screamed, and finally fell on the sand.
The flames did not stop.
The night was much quieter.
After there was no gunshot.
The whole village is quiet.
You can even hear the sound of insects.
Xinghe, bright moon, breeze.
In Mo Bei's eyes, these are not as good as the man named Feng Nai.
Even now, Mo Bei has reached the limit of both physical strength and tolerance for pain.
Her eyes were always bright.
anyway.
She was going to take him back safely.
So even her own right arm lost all consciousness.
Mo Bei did not feel it.
The child squatting in the grass waited and waited.
That little brother may not be back.
This is his most intuitive feeling.
He is a local and knows the terrain here and knows what it means to be injured.
Soon, it will be occupied by the ruling army.
That little brother will never return, even this village will be blasted flat.
He can't drag the big brother.
Even if they can drag, where can they go?
The child looked up. He came from the south.
At that time, people said that the north side was safe, and his father and mother fled with him and his sister overnight.
There was less than three days of peace.
That's it.
Now he was alone.
He doesn't know where his sister went?
He turned over many corpses, none of them.
Nothing is good.
The child has always believed that his sister is alive.
Mom must have taken her to a safe place.
But where is it safe?
The child was confused.
Have no idea.
I just feel hungry, very hungry and hungry.
For three days, no one will give him food.
He couldn't those people.
Except for the sugar the big brother gave him, and the little bread in his hand, there was nothing.
After he wanted to see his sister, he gave it to his sister.
Because he can't live without food.
The child thought, he simply carried another pile of hay, and then lay beside Feng Nai.
There are many corpses here.
No matter how strong Mo Bei's memory is, at this time, it is already a bit fuzzy.
If she couldn't see the little figure moving, she would probably go too far.
Huh!
Mo Bei stepped on the brakes heavily.
I can hear the sound coming gradually from there.
It should be a reactionary tank team.
Mo Bei frowned, and his face was pale to a certain extent.
But when she approached Feng Nai and felt the temperature on Zhang Jun's face, her eyes were bent.
The child tilted his head and wondered why the little brother laughed.
Just listen to him: "Fortunately, I didn't come back late, fortunately."
(End of this chapter)