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Chapter 856: Two Women Hit One

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    If only there was a gun!

    Zhao Xiuqin was panting heavily, watching her scythe plunge into the little devil's stomach. At this moment, Zhao Xiuqin didn't have much fear, only endless expectations in her heart, she needed a gun!

    When they came out, the two women carried a basket, a basket commonly seen in rural areas, covered with cloth and a sickle underneath, just like some people in later generations like to put a baseball bat in the car for self-defense.  , in this era, using a sickle for self-defense is the best.

    After all, when working in the countryside, the sickle is the most commonly used tool. Even when the farm work is not busy, you still need to use the sickle to mow the grass, cut it back and feed the cows, and holding the sickle will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

    Ordinarily, Zhao Xiuhong works underground, which is usually very dangerous. She should prepare a pistol. In fact, it is just a scene in a spy movie. When doing underground work, she rarely uses a gun.  One of the devil's inspections, if he touched the pistol he was carrying, he would be able to expose the target.

    Doing underground work relies on brains, not weapons.

    Especially when going out of the city and entering the city, the little devil's search is even stricter, so Zhao Xiuhong did not carry a gun.

    In this way, the two women, relying on their intelligence and bravery, killed one devil, but when they killed the second devil, something happened.

    Although the sickle had been pierced into the devil's stomach, it was not a serious injury after all. Therefore, Jing Tengsaburo felt a pain in his stomach. When he looked down, he saw the sickle stabbed in his stomach. Suddenly, the pain stimulated him.  Him, let him have lost any sanity.

    Why do you care about the bullshit that shooting easily attracts the Eighth Route Army?  Just kill them directly!  If he didn't kill these two women, he would be finished the next moment.

    Jing Teng Saburo's face was full of murderous intent, he yelled, his arm was raised, and he was about to pull the trigger towards Zhao Xiuqin who was on the side.

    At this time, Zhao Xiuqin was less than one or two meters away from him, and there was no need to aim at all. Jing Tengsaburo could kill Zhao Xiuqin as long as he pulled the trigger.

    However, just when he was about to pull the trigger, he heard the whistling sound of the wind again, and the wooden stick swung over for the second time!

    As a brave devil, Jing Tengsaburo's subordinates did not know how many Chinese people they killed, let alone how many Chinese women they pressed under their bodies. At this time, it was the first time he was swayed by a **** woman  Difficulty, he pulls the trigger now, although he can kill the woman who stabbed himself with a sickle, but he definitely can't hide from the other woman's wooden stick.  , then he would have passed out.

    He doesn't want to die yet.

    So, Jing Teng Saburo could only shrink down again, squatting on two legs, just like the first time, trying to avoid the wooden stick again.  While squatting with both legs, continue to exert force with your fingers and pull the trigger.

    Unexpectedly, this squat immediately opened the wound on his stomach, and the pain made him almost faint.  There was not enough strength in the fingers to pull the trigger.

    When any gun is designed, the trigger must have a certain force before it can be pulled down. This is to prevent accidents.  If the trigger is not hard enough, then, with a light touch, the gun will go off.

    The same is true for the box cannon. If you don¡¯t have enough force, you can¡¯t pull it down. Therefore, at this time, Jing Teng Saburo, because of the severe pain, made it impossible for him to continue pulling the trigger. Beads of sweat slapped from his head  The ground popped out all of a sudden, and the severe pain filled him with hatred. He must kill the two women here, otherwise, he would definitely die.

    Just thinking like this, he persisted with great will, and continued to pull the trigger with his fingers, wanting to kill Zhao Xiuqin first.

    At this moment, there was a sudden huge impact on his wrist, and the swinging wooden stick did not aim at his head, but at his wrist!

    ?The severe pain made Jing Tengsaburo unable to hold on any longer, and he let go of his hand in a sharp pain, and the box cannon just fell down along his hand.

    Jing Teng Saburo's eyes were wide open. Compared with the two women, his advantage is that he is well-trained and physically strong, and the other is that he has a gun.

    Now, he had a scythe in his stomach, and his body was seriously injured. The only thing he could rely on was the gun, but, right now, the gun fell down!

    "Xiuqin, quick, pick up the gun!" Zhao Xiuhong shouted loudly.

    At this time, Zhao Xiuqin hadbewildered.

    In the village, Zhao Xiuqin is a bold and bold girl, but after all, she is also a girl with yellow flowers. She just murdered the devil, and she didn't see the devil's death.  Scythe, watching the blood gurgle out along the sickle and falling to the ground, smelling the disgusting smell of blood, I was actually scared in my heart.

    She was panting heavily, and even when the little devil pointed a gun at herself, she couldn't avoid the gun. In fact, the distance was so close, even if her body remained flexible, it was impossible to dodge  .

    However, Zhao Xiuhong yelled and woke her up. Looking at the gun on the ground, Zhao Xiuqin knew that this was an opportunity she had to seize. She bent down and went to pick up the gun that fell on the ground.  gun.

    However, Jing Tengsaburo still resisted before he died. He saw Zhao Xiuqin bent over to pick up the gun, so he didn't know that as long as Zhao Xiuqin picked it up, he could kill himself with a slight pull of the trigger.

    With all his strength, he raised his foot and kicked Zhao Xiuqin's shoulder fiercely. Zhao Xiuqin was caught off guard and only felt a pain in his shoulder. He couldn't stand still, so he fell backwards.  Ass sat on the ground.

    The devil's burst of power before he died is also amazing.

    Over there, Zhao Xiuhong picked up the pistol, intending to smash it for the third time. Today, this pistol picked up casually has been of great use.

    At this moment, I saw the little devil yelled again, and with both hands, he pulled out the sickle stuck in his stomach abruptly, and the blood shot out, Jing Teng Saburo's eyes widened.  Blood red, holding a sickle in his hand, rushed towards Zhao Xiuqin who was on the ground, with that fierce force, it was obvious that he wanted to kill Zhao Xiuqin all at once.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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