"Hehehe, I think you don't want so many people to be buried with Hu Jun, right?" Lin Kunkun's indifference to death and the madness of this series of practices made Jiang Kun regret a little in his heart, "Is it really right to do this?"

"Okay! You win! You can take Hu Jun away!" Jiang Kun lowered his head and waved his hand upward, and said a little helplessly, "But Lin Kunkun, do you know what your current behavior represents? Do you want the rest of your Dark Dragon Squad to be sanctioned by the state with you?" Jiang Kun was a little cautious, he hoped that his words would cause a backlash from the members of Lin Kunkun's team.

"Hehehe! You have all investigated his information! Spider, you go, bring people out!" Lin Kun was disdainful of Jiang Kun's provocation, everyone in his team was dependent on life and death, and they would rather die themselves than save the others. Can such a brother be provoked by Jiang Kun's few words?

"You...... You...... Jiang Kun, you ......" Hu Shi couldn't accept this fact, he couldn't believe that Jiang Kun had succumbed like this, he couldn't watch his son being taken away like this. "Good...... Jiang Kun...... Lao Tzu killed you first. As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the pistol he had been shot down to the ground.

The "bang" shot was merciless, and the bullet pierced through Hu Shi's palm and embedded in his calf without stopping. "Ah...... You guys...... You dare ......," Hu Shi screamed and fell heavily to the ground. Jiang Kun ignored Hu Shi's wail, and stared at Lin Kun in front of him without blinking.

"Let go of me, who are you!Fucking let go of me!My dad is Hu Shi, this is the wolf's fang!You're fucking dead, let go of me!uh......" The spider quickly appeared in front of everyone with Hu Jun. Hu Jun was dragged out by the spider's neck, Hu Jun struggled desperately, but he couldn't escape the spider pinching his palm, and when the resistance was too fierce, the spider would hold his hand tightly, making Hu Jun breathless.

"Hehehe, you have good means! I will play with you slowly!" Lin Kun passed by Jiang Kun's side and whispered a sentence in Jiang Kun's ear when he left the wolf's teeth, and then left with strong steps. Looking at the back of Lin Kunkun and his party leaving, Jiang Kun understood that all the hidings he had in front of Lin Kunkun in the past had been exposed, and he really tore his face with him today, maybe he knew everything he did in private, was it worth it to do it himself?

In a wasteland outside the Flying Dragon Camp, the wasteland was overgrown with weeds, and the withered yellow grass grew more than one person tall. Pushing forward through patches of weeds, in the center was a cleared, empty piece of land.

The open land was covered with mounds of dirt that looked like hills, each of which was preceded by a thick log. When I got closer, I realized that the mounds were all buried graves, and the cross-section of the logs in front of each grave was deeply engraved with a name, and there was nothing else.

In the middle of the room stood a group of people kneeling in front of two new graves. The man kneeling on the ground kept twisting his body, his hands were propped up on the ground, trying to stand up and stretch out, but the leg on his shoulder was like the five-fingered mountain that pressed Sun Wukong. The log in front of the grave is engraved with "Chameleon Zheng Hang" and "Tiger Chen Jiaming".

"Chameleon, tiger, I've brought him here! Hehehe! Go first, brothers, you will dig up all the people behind this and water your graves with their blood, hehehe...... Hahaha......" Lin Kunyan laughed wildly, laughing and laughing, tears kept flowing from his eyes. The Dark Dragon team members behind him couldn't hold back any longer, and stood in place crying silently. Lin Kunyan stepped on Hu Jun's feet harder and harder, and stepped on Hu Jun's body to the ground.

"Let me go, let me go, I don't dare anymore!" As if sensing that his end was approaching, Hu Jun lay on the ground crying in pain and begging for mercy, and his hands unconsciously paddled on the dirt.

The knife fell, and blood burst out, and the blood sprayed on the neck of the head lost instantly stained the two new graves. The blood was absorbed by the mud in front of the grave, and the dark red patch was as beautiful as the red on the national flag.