Long Qing first had marksmanship like a god, one shot and one life, and took away the names of eight people in an instant. After that, he crisscrossed the forest like a ghost, and many people were killed by his hands and feet! Under the operation of this spear god and ghost, all the gunmen who were tracking him finally collapsed. One by one, they didn't care about the order or not, they turned their heads and fled, only hating their father and mother for missing two legs. Some even threw away the guns in their hands, just because it was inconvenient to carry a pistol when they ran away!

"Uncle Eagle, let's go!" the people around him were anxious and shouted loudly.

Uncle Eagle finally woke up from the nightmare, glanced at his companions who were crying wolves, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!" and turned around and ran, much faster than the young man.

"Now I know it's too late to run!" Long Qing sneered, his footsteps were like lightning, and he caught up with a gunman in an instant, and with a finger, the gunman suddenly fell to the ground softly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

These gunmen were either small hooligans under the Young King, or outlaws recruited by Duan Hongyuan, and Long Qing didn't have any psychological burden at all to kill.

The dark night gave Long Qing the greatest help, and the gunmen were looking for a way while holding a flashlight in one hand, and they couldn't run fast at all. Long Qing therefore had time to catch up one by one and kill one by one!

This is a battle like a lion breaking into a flock, and the gunners have no power to fight back, and no one is the enemy of Long Qingyihe! But listening to the screams of ahh

These seven or eight men were all relatively fast, and in order to escape for their lives, they did not know how many heels they had fallen in the forest, and they were all gray-headed, and their palms and knees were dripping with blood! However, they did not seem to feel any pain at all, and they still crawled with their wounded hands, feet, and knees.

Long Qing glanced at it, sneered, and said, "Others can escape, don't think about it, you old dog who is the leader, leave it for me!"

When the voice came out, Uncle Ying's soul was immediately frightened, and his already fast pace sped up a few points!

However, no matter how fast he was, how could he be as fast as Long Qing! Long Qing's feet lightly touched the stone, and in an instant, two or three zhang swept out, and then two or three zhang. The two were originally only separated by less than ten zhang distance, and Long Qing caught up with Uncle Eagle in four flights, stretched out his right hand, and struck Uncle Eagle's vest with a palm!

At this moment, the running Uncle Eagle suddenly turned around, stopped under his feet, but his whole body fell backwards because of the inertia of running, and at the same time as he fell, the * in Uncle Eagle's hand was raised and aimed at Long Qing!

This is Uncle Eagle's trick to survive in the PUBG: Return to the horse pistol! Taken from the famous trick of winning in defeat in ancient times! Uncle Eagle has made a small change to this trick, replacing the horse with a person. The same insidious! The same unexpected! Relying on this move, Uncle Ying had killed a master who was much more powerful than him, and this time, under Long Qing's huge pressure, he finally used it again!

However, just as Uncle Eagle was about to shoot, a hand suddenly came up and held it on the gun, and then, this hand suddenly exerted force, only to hear the crisp sound of clicking, Uncle Eagle's alloy made of * deflated, shattered, and shattered, and it was no longer the same in an instant!

While holding the body of the gun, this hand also held Uncle Eagle's finger that was about to pull the trigger, Uncle Eagle only felt an unforgettable sharp pain coming from his finger, and when he looked at it again, this index finger had been crushed along with *!

"This, impossible, impossible, how can a person have such power!" muttered Uncle Eagle. Long Qing's fierce pinch like a hydraulic press finally shattered Uncle Ying's worldview, Uncle Ying didn't even remember running away and begging for mercy, he just stood there blankly, muttering something in his mouth, like a madman!

Long Qing didn't have any interest in chatting with him, so he pointed at Uncle Ying's chest and directly shattered his sternum! This white-haired old man, who had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades and was still ready to make a big splash in Jiangcheng, finally fell, and the blood in his mouth overflowed one by one, but his eyes were still open, and he was muttering something in his mouth!

Long Qing glanced into the distance, only to see that the other seven people had fled fifty meters away.

"Hmph, I'll let you go back and give the young king a wake-up call!" Long Qing stood with a sneer for a moment, then squatted down and picked up two flashlights and walked towards the cave where Lin Ruoyu's mother and daughter were hiding.

At the edge of the camp, Young King and Duan Hongyuan waited anxiously, and both of them heard the faint sound of gunfire coming from a distance, which was very dense and gradually thinned out after a while.

Duan Hongyuan frowned and said: "It seems that there are a lot of people here, and so many shots have been fired, I'm afraid it's solved now!"

The young king said: "Don't worry, we have fifty or sixty people chasing after us, all of them with guns, even if there are a lot of people coming, they can completely cope with it, and besides, this is a good training opportunity, isn't it?"

Duan Hongyuan nodded: "I hope the casualties will not be large." ”

After nearly ten minutes, the two of them finally heard sparse footsteps coming from the woods. Duan Hongyuan signaled his subordinates to be vigilant, and then asked, "Who is here?"

The people in the forest did not answer, but the footsteps grew closer.

Duan Hongyuan drank: "If you don't speak, I'll shoot!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw three people running out of the woods, wearing the black shirts of the training camp. It's just that the shirts and pants on these three people are in tatters, as if they have been gnawed by dogs.

"Don't shoot, it's the bearded them!" shouted one of Duan Hongyuan's subordinates.

"It's really a beard, how did you get it like this, Uncle Eagle?" Duan Hongyuan frowned. Beard is Uncle Eagle's sidekick, and Beard comes back but doesn't see Uncle Eagle, which is a bit unusual.

Just thinking about it, Hu Zi and the other three had already run in front of everyone, and everyone saw their faces clearly, only to see that the three of them had a frightened expression on their faces, and they couldn't see anything else at all. Even, the three of them didn't seem to see the more than thirty people in front of them.

"Beard, how could it be, what the hell is going on!" asked a middle-aged man, pulling his beard.

"Devil, devil, devil is coming!" the beard muttered, his eyes looking straight ahead, making the middle-aged man feel cold.

"What devil, what are you talking about, Uncle Eagle?" the middle-aged man yelled.

The roar seemed to have worked a little, and the beard finally woke up from the nightmare, looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly shouted, "Run, run, that man is going to be killed!"

"Who's going to kill him, you can make it clear!And, Uncle Eagle, where has he gone?"

"Uncle Eagle, Uncle Eagle, he was killed!" said the beard trembling.

"What!" Duan Hongyuan was shocked, and he was equally surprised by the Young King and everyone around them!