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Behind the corner of the fence, there are dozens of men standing densely. These men are holding ropes, big nets, and some are carrying big sacks, as if they are waiting for something.
"Master Xiong, he is back, the target is following him, can we do it?"
The man who had been peeking out from the corner before saw Zhang Xiaoqiang approaching, turned around and ran behind, and reported back to a burly middle-aged man.
A middle-aged man in his forties, with a big unshaven face is particularly frightening, half of his cheeks were scarred by old scars, his flesh was rolled up, scars intertwined like centipedes, one eye was gone, no eyeballs There was only a miserable whiteness left in the sockets of the child's eyes.
"Don't worry, wait for him to turn around the wall and catch him. I hope his identity is really what the rumors say, otherwise it will be difficult."
Known as Lord Xiong, the ghost-like man speaks in a neither rough nor loud tone, with a northern accent. If you don't see his face, just listen to the voice, you will think he is a gentler man.
When the man who reported the message heard it, he signaled to the crowd behind Lord Xiong, and a few men with ropes and sacks came out and went to the corner together, leaning against the wall and waiting intently.
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something was about to happen, which made him hesitate, and his speed slowed down. After a while, he felt uneasy as before, far from the previous danger alarm .
This made Zhang Xiaoqiang mistakenly believe that there are accomplices who are supporting the thief behind the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the pistol and put it on his lap, and accelerated his speed again. He already had confidence in his marksmanship. The man had already turned the corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang followed closely, the road was very bumpy, and the bumpy road made Zhang Xiaoqiang a little distracted.
When he turned the corner, he saw a group of men looking at him with unfriendly eyes, which made him suspicious. During his suspicion, he shouted loudly, and four men jumped out of him
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and saw by the wall beside him, four men with distorted faces rushed towards him, two were holding ropes, one was holding a sack, the man in the front had his hands empty and his arms were open to embrace him. Come, four men want to capture him alive.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand held the pistol on his thigh like lightning, but before he raised it, the man who wanted to hug him was already approaching, and the man's hands bent into eagle claws were only a thin line away from his collar.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand swung out suddenly, smashing the man's hands apart with an afterimage, his backhand strangled the man's throat, his five fingers tightened instantly, and the huge force made his left hand pinch the man's throat to death, The nails between the five fingers penetrated into the flesh of the man's neck as easily as cutting tofu.
"ha¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"
Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled, and tore a big gap between the man's throat, and pulled out a bloody throat connected to the meridian. In the splash of blood, the man spat out a mouthful of blood foam, rolled his eyes and fell limply on the side of the wheelchair .
Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the three people rushing from behind with ice-like eyes, his head and face were covered with blood, his left hand was still clutching the throat dripping with blood, the gurgling blood flowed down like a stream, slowly revealing the denseness of the throat white.
The three men kept their pounce posture, standing still on the spot, like three statues, their eyes showed deep fear, they had forgotten their mission, and only saw the throat and the blood on it.
"Up" A loud shout from a distance woke up the three of them, they howled like a wild wolf, distorted their facial features, and continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang like a ghost.
Three shots were fired, and the three men fell to the ground on their backs, staring at the sky with blank eyes, and blood spilled from the bullet holes on their foreheads.
Meanwhile, at the fence of the camp.
"Where to shoot? Where to shoot?" The team leader of the quadruple-mounted heavy firepower team leaned on the seat and asked the team members above. The voice seemed not very far from the camp, which aroused the interest of the extremely boring team leader.
"I don't know, we can't see it, it's in the gathering place, maybe the guys inside are fighting, who knows?"
The vigilant team members at the top didn't see any tricks for a long time. Their attention was mostly on the market area and the lake, and they didn't care much about the people who left the market. They didn't see Zhang Xiaoqiang leaving, so naturally they didn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang was in danger.
"What's the matter? Where did you shoot the gun?"
Huang Quan came running from the depths of the camp, holding an armed belt in his hand and fastening it around his body. His hair was dripping wet with some tiny white foam left on it. It seemed that Huang Quan was taking a bath and only ran out when he heard the body of the gun.
"I don't know, it's none of our business, it's from the gathering place, someone is probably fighting, ha maybe the women in the female barracks were attacked again?"
The team members above looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, and the speculation about the women's barracks made him gloat.
When Huang Quan heard that something might happen to the women's barracks, he froze in place, his face uncertain. If he wanted to say he hated the women's barracks more than anyone else, he couldn't let go of his old classmate Zhao Xiaobo. Thinking of the women's barracks being breached, When Zhao Xiaobo was killed or suffered something else, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Of course, it was just uncomfortable. Huang Quan gave the female barracks a thousand catties of fish meat to the female barracks. He had done his best. He was unwilling to let him lead the team to fight for others. In the end, he sighed and turned back to the camp to continue taking his bath. .
The screen turns back.
Dozens of people standing not far away were stunned. They stared blankly at Zhang Xiaoqiang and the four corpses on the ground. In less than a minute, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed four people in a row with vicious methods. One of them died horribly. The flesh and blood turned up, and the thick cervical vertebrae could be vaguely seen. Blood gushed out from the breach like a spring, flowing to the ground to form a blood stream, and flowing under Zhang Xiaoqiang's wheelchair.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the dozens of men in front of him, and slowly turned the wheelchair back. The man who knows the current affairs is Junjie, and his body has not fully recovered. Dozens of men rushing up together will not leave him too many bullets. When the time passed, when dozens of people were frightened by him, he retreated slowly, as long as he was beyond the corner, his rescue would appear.
"Give them all to me, catch him five hundred catties of rice each, three beauties"
The voice of shouting earlier resounded in the crowd again, the voice was Mandarin with a northern accent, without too much emotion, it was very cold and very penetrating, which made those stunned men come back to their senses, they returned Dazed but dare not go forward, because Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol and aimed at the crowd in front of him, scanning the crowd, trying to find the leader hiding in the crowd, but unfortunately, that person was too cunning, and he didn't even want to expose the hem of his clothes to Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight.
Seeing that none of the dozens of people dared to move, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt at ease, put down his pistol and quickly turned the wheelchair, vowing in his heart that as long as his body did not fully recover, he would never run around again.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to retreat, Master Xiong, who was hiding in the crowd, was anxious, and with a flick of his sleeves, two silver-gray pistols fell into his palms, and he raised his hand to shoot. As if they were being shocked by electric shock, black and white things spewed from their heads, they suddenly tilted their heads forward, and fell to the ground with a plop.
Two holes were punched out of the back of the two men's heads, and blood mixed with brains flowed out of the holes. Not far from them, the broken skulls with hair fell to one side, and scattered brains were dotted around.
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