The garbage king began to retreat.

The garbage king is not a killer in his profession, although his killer performance is not bad. Better known in the underworld is the Trash King as a problem solver.

Commercial disputes, second-wife detectives and even lost and found, as long as you can afford the price, the garbage king will not refuse.

The name of the garbage king is because he is good at using some waste to achieve new functions, and secondly, it also means that he has a wide range of business and accepts any garbage commission.

Of course, solving the person who created the problem is also a solution to the problem, so the garbage king's skills are not bad.

Now, the garbage king is starting to think about whether to return the commission, and the alarm bell in his heart makes him a little uncertain.

However, that's 120 million!

The garbage king plucked another blade of grass and cleared his mind with the help of bitter juice.

The current situation is that everyone is waiting for Fu Qing to appear, and Fu Qing, as a legendary killer, will not be a soft persimmon. Whoever touches Fu Qing first will definitely suffer the damage when he counterattacks, maybe the meat will be fishy if he can't eat it. What's more, there is no benevolence between killers, and cutting off the beard halfway can be said to be a sure thing.

None of the killers present had the ability to kill Fu Qing while intercepting other people's interference.

As a weak party entering alone, it is of course best to be able to make the other killers lose both, the problem is that they have already met each other, and there is no possibility of surprise.

Tsk, this commission is not ordinarily difficult, obviously just let yourself be the middleman......

The garbage king was stunned for a moment, as if he had grasped the point but couldn't remember.

Something is wrong, the state of the brain is not right. How could he make such a low-level mistake? Even if the middleman is not an expert, he should be tied up and not given a chance to make trouble, so why should he be easily let go?

Now, one can only pray that the widow is careful enough to handle the middleman!

The garbage king sighed, cleaned up his mood and prepared to make some useful gadgets out of the scrap.

Even if you want to quit now, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out easily!

On the road outside the emergency department, Lai Hanjie took out new pants from under the seat to change out of his wet trousers, and turned on his laptop with a blank face.

"The targets have all entered the lifesaving office, and a brief exchange of fire has broken out. ”

"Keep watching. ”

"Yes. ”

There was no trace of fear on the face of the middleman, who was so frightened that he peed his pants, that even the faint smell of ammonia had no effect on him.

Lai Hanjie climbed into a tree on the side of the road, and the factory with many obstacles seemed transparent to him.

"That friend outside is not simple!" Liu Guanxi adjusted the direction of the camera and zoomed in to observe.

"It's a bit of a quiet vision, but it doesn't have the function of perspective. This friend doesn't look like he's looking at the air, but it's a bit like he is turning on an infrared camera and shooting a small video?"

Chen Li looked at Lai Hanjie's performance for a while and guessed.

"Why don't you ask Qiansi to catch him in and ask?"

"There's no need. He didn't enter the door of our life-saving office, so he can't say that it is illegal for the onlookers, right? Chen Li cut back to the image in the factory: "Qiansi has more important things to do. This old man, please die once!"

Fu Qing resisted the desire to take the bait, and let Chen Li put a small black ball on his head.

"I'm kind of convinced that he's a legendary killer. ”

"Why?"

"A killer knows who can kill and who can't be killed in order to live long, and to live long to become a legend. ”

"That's why you poured oil on his head?"

The last thing Fu Qing felt was the coldness of sinking to the bottom of the sea.

When the garbage king saw Fu Qing staggering towards the factory, he wondered if he was hallucinating.

The killers are all preparing their own follow-ups, and now it's just the calm before the storm. The garbage king believes that there will always be people who can't help but do it first, such as the twin wolf brothers.

The advantage of the widow's legion and the hyenas is simply too great, and the geographers are on their side. When these two groups of killers are ready, there will be nothing to do with the two wolf brothers, and the garbage king and the two wolf brothers can only watch others take the meat away and obediently leave.

Find and kill Fu Qing in advance but don't pick up heads, luring the Widow Legion and the hyenas to fight. From the perspective of the twin wolf brothers, the garbage king feels that this is the most reasonable method with the greatest success rate.

What I never expected was that Fu Qing actually stood up by himself!

Bang!

The gunshots in the distance rang out no sooner or later, and rang out when Fu Qing walked to the door of the factory.

There was no accident or abnormality, the 20mm sniper rifle bullet passed through his chest, and Fu Qing's heart was instantly shattered, and even his ribs were turned out.

Even for a youkai body, injuries of this magnitude are still fatal.

The unexpected result caused silence in the factory, and even the person who shot Fu Qing did not expect it to go so smoothly.

The 100 million bounty has arrived, and now the question is the remaining 20 million.

I don't know who fired the gun first, and when the peace was broken, it never recovered.

The woman in the black dress looked at Fu Qing who fell in front of the factory door, and a sulk rose in her heart.

It's too late, she would rather Fu Qing is still alive, even if she breaks into the factory and fights the hyenas again.

In just a few dozen minutes, the factory building has been consolidated into a position by the male hyenas, and even Fu Qing cannot easily break through. Here, the woman in the black dress was confident that she would expel Fu Qing and let him attract the firepower of other families.

Now, the hot potato has fallen into his hands.

"Dogeye, go find out where the sniper is!"

The male hyena, who was proficient in shooting, nodded, rolled over to the observation point on the beam.

"Dogpaw, go get some firepower!"

The most muscular male hyena bent down and hid behind the iron gate and tried to scoop Fu Qing's body in with an iron rod.

As soon as the iron rod was stretched out, the iron door was baptized by a torrential rain of bullets. The dog's paws rolled in advance to avoid the bullets saved his life, and there was a particularly eye-catching hole in the many bullet holes, which was the work of the sniper just now.

Dogpaw shook his head at the woman in the black dress and dived back to his combat position.

The woman in the black dress gritted her teeth and resolutely ordered: "Dogya, go and see the back road!

The shortest and most nimble male hyena came to the side of the factory near the fence, stretched out his hand and fired a random shot. This is the boundary of the factory, the fence and the factory are close together, and you can leave the factory and go to the road by crossing a narrow alley.

On the thin brick wall, the dogtooth has already installed a small-yield bomb.

"Wait, did they make a mistake? I opened the door and let them in to watch a fantasy movie, how did they become a savior?"

Chen Li commented on the performance of the killers on the screen without any conscience, and even opened a second bottle of iced tea.

"Human tools are so useful!" said the angry ghost car with deep feeling, "I used to like to attach myself to the carriage for a little accident, but since humans invented the automobile, I have realized that it is not true happiness." Who can make a horse if he can fly 300, and who can use a knife if he can shoot a gun?"

"You say that, you know that the force will fall, you know?

The rapid development of human technology has forced the most conservative outliers to accept certain changes. As far as the killer industry is concerned, the traditional possessed killer monster night attack is cumbersome and long, and now most of the outliers of the hybrid killer have switched to using firearms. In this way, there is no need to risk touching the target, and it is not easy to attract the attention of the cultivator.

Marksmanship anomalies that humans need to practice frequently can learn in an instant with an extraordinary physique. What is the recoil? Sha Ying is full of it! The pistol can't be hit 50 meters away? If you move your wrist, I will lose. Not to mention those guys who measure temperature, humidity, and wind speed with their tongues, and even the auxiliary instruments can be completed by saving one person to complete sniper preparation.

Violent people who pride themselves on the sharpness of their minions have discovered that modern carbon steel knives are much sharper than cuticles, and a well-maintained hunting weapon may be inferior to a pig-killing knife on the street.

In this case, it is difficult to keep the tradition of the heterogeneous.

If the hyenas want to avoid casualties caused by multiple flanking attacks, the Widows' Legion does not have this concern. I saw them rushing up, oblivious to the bullets whizzing by.

Probably much more practiced, the Widow's Legion also creatively invented the human shield. The first killer fell, and the people behind him immediately helped him up to block the bullets.

In the face of this rogue play, the hyena has no choice but to fight and retreat.

The widow's legion surrounded Fu Qing's corpse and built a wall with human bodies.

Seeing the moment, the dogpaw dropped a bomb into the pile, and the sharp-eyed legionnaires flew over to stop it.

Rumble!

There was a rain of blood at the door of the factory, with fragments.

"Let's see if you're alive!" Dogpaw spat at the widows' legions, and retreated.

Perhaps the damage of this crushed bone exceeded the limit of regeneration, and the remaining half of the legionnaire's body showed no sign of sprouting to replenish itself.

Bang!

The head of another Legion member exploded, and it was an ambushed sniper taking advantage of the opportunity to eliminate the opponent.

"Cut off your head quickly, don't ......"

Before he could finish speaking, another bomb landed in the center of the legion.

"Dogpaw! Didn't you tell you to retreat!?"

"It's not me!" the sturdy male hyena tensed and clenched his gun.

This explosion was different from the previous one, there was not much fire and dust. The damage it does is much more terrifying than the momentum!

Steel balls and fragments tore through the pliable human tissue until it hit the bone. The side facing the center of the explosion is more minced meat than a corpse.

The dense formation of the undead legion is not afraid of bullets and guns, but it cannot guard against anti-infantry grenades.

The fleshy bodies squirmed back to their human form, dense open wounds that hindered their regeneration.

The strongest opponent can't move for the time being! Dogpaw's heart moved, and Fu Qing, who was lying quietly at the door, looked particularly attractive.

"Be careful!"

The dog's paw was alert, and he swept his backhand towards the clearing.

At this moment, a shadow appeared from behind him, raised the dagger and stabbed it straight to the heart!