"You also said that it is normal...... Jiang Pengji smiled and showed a few white teeth, and turned her head and said, "I have never been normal." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jiang Pengji can not only take down these men and elite soldiers in the shortest possible time, but also carry out the grain, and wait for the leader to kill the carbine, and it is estimated that he will face a second round of ambushes...... It's all about efficiency, and the five scum still want to play insidious with her?

On her turf, it is only possible to come at her pace.

The official shook the feather fan.

Jiang Peng asked him awkwardly, "Wen Zheng thinks that when is the best time to do it?"

"Naturally, when they finish carrying the food, they will put out the torches as the order, and this is the best time to start. ”

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Since this is the case, I will listen to the documentary evidence and order the fire to be extinguished!"

"If that's the case, Lang Jun can wait. ”

It will take a long time for thousands of stones of grain to be piled up.

"I value the result more than the process. ”

Faced with an enemy who was several times the number of her own, Jiang Pengji did not come recklessly, but chose to be calm.

She is indeed conceited, but that doesn't mean she's brainless, or that she's impatient.

On the contrary, she seems to be the most seasoned hunter, and can always be patiently squatting in order to catch her prey.

The audience in the live broadcast room also watched quietly, although there was only the scene of the man carrying the food in the picture, but the dull suffocation feeling of the coming storm, even if it was across the screen and a plane, they could faintly feel it, and they couldn't help but be nervous.

At this time, an audience member in the live broadcast room posted a barrage to ask her.

[Musician Zhuge Qin Demon]: Does the anchor plan to absorb these people?

What psychological preparation?

The audience who chased the live broadcast room knew that Jiang Pengji, the anchor, said that if she kills, she will kill people, which is not a fake TV series like spraying a mouthful of plasma or smearing ketchup, but it really wants human life, blood is splashed, brains are smeared on the ground, and the head can fly to the sky.

The picture is frighteningly real.

Some viewers with weak receptivity will vomit after watching it, which will have a shadow on the live broadcast room.

Of course, many thrill-loving viewers sharpened their heads and wanted to squeeze in.

In peacetime, where can ordinary people see murderous scenes casually?

Jiang Pengji saw this barrage with sharp eyes, thought about it, and sent a message.

[Anchor V]: Kill!

Well, a lot of viewers can get ready to be blindfolded.

"Master Jun, what should I do now?"

After carrying the grain, the head of the man secretly wiped a handful of sweat, panting and asked the soldiers who temporarily commanded the elite soldiers.

The soldier had a torch in his hand, and he looked around and found nothing unusual.

"Everyone pretended to retreat, extinguished the torches halfway, and then quietly hid in the house and prepared for an ambush. ”

The brightness of the torches was limited, and visibility at night was low, and it was still pitch black beyond the bright light.

They held torches and did not find an ambush, which shows that the enemy should be secretly observing here from a long distance, as long as they make a retreat, quickly extinguish the torches, and then quietly turn back to the room of the bandit village to ambush, they will definitely be able to catch Meng Hun off guard.

The ideal is very plump, but the reality is skinny.

When everyone did what they were ordered and the torches were extinguished one by one, the audience in the live broadcast room had wisely chosen to close their eyes.

Buzz Buzz –

The sound of fine, dense strings sounded, and the arrows broke through the air.

A chill suddenly rose in the soldier's heart, and he was trying to figure out where this unknown came from, when a scream sounded all around him, and his heart fell suddenly, and he was about to shout the word "enemy attack", when a sharp pain like digging flesh came from his arm.

He subconsciously raised his other hand to touch it, and it turned out to be a slender arrow that pierced his arm!

Ambush!

However, hadn't you searched the surroundings before, but found no trace of the enemy?

At this moment, all kinds of thoughts filled his brain, but Jiang Pengji obviously didn't give him a chance to think about it.

Flutter Flutter Flutter –

Just two breaths after the first volley, the second came quickly.

The sound of arrows piercing into flesh sounded in the silent night, making hairs stand on end.

The secret tribes really can't see the enemy's position, and they don't need to aim specially, they just need to shoot indiscriminately at the place where the fire is extinguished, and it is normal to be killed by random arrows, and the lucky ones who can still leave a breath are unharmed?

They'll go up and make up for it later!

Jiang Pengji's plan is very clear, she will only leave three or two remnants of soldiers, and let them take Meng Ying's body back to Meng County, Cangzhou!

However, these people chose to divide the troops wisely, but gave Jiang Pengji an excellent opportunity to do it.

She also participated in the ambush, and the crossbow in her hand opened the string steadily, the speed was terrifying, and the audience in the live broadcast room could take advantage of the convenience of the camera to see how she shot her head with one arrow, and each arrow could accurately penetrate the brain from the center of the target's eyebrows, killing her with one hit.

Ten rounds of salvos were fired back and forth, and the screams were completely extinguished.

Jiang Pengji said coldly, "If you don't have to lose your breath, send them on the road." ”

It's not the first time that everyone in the trilogy has killed someone, but their hands and feet are still a little soft, even those who are bandits, they didn't take hundreds of lives so easily, as if it was not human lives that were harvested, but stubble after crop of rice.

But they were all swords licking blood, and they did not dare to hesitate to retreat, and they all emerged from their hiding places, some of them looking for those who still had vitality, and others quickly carried the grain and relayed them to the cellar.

The cellar was not far away, and they were able to move all the grain in a very short time.

Lianqin belongs to the former, her hands have been stained with sticky blood, but she still calmly pinched the necks of one enemy after another, like a rakshasa ghost, seeing that other people's hearts were cold, and those bandits were even more eager to take a detour.

In just a quarter of an hour, all the grain had been loaded.

Jiang Pengji pulled the corners of her mouth coldly, "Get the piano, bring the pen." ”

She casually smeared the tip of her pen with blood on the ground, and wrote rough blood-red letters on a roll of coarse cloth.

[Those who don't believe in their words, Meng's Shiba Dog also. Meng wants to use Meng as a raft to humiliate my wife and daughter, so that they will be humiliated after death, such a villain behavior is really worthy of Meng Gong of the first dynasty! You have to be the first year of junior high school, and don't blame Meng for being fifteen. If Meng Ying is not dead, how can he be worthy of the spirit of Meng's deceased wife and daughter in the sky? Meng Hunliu, a traitor of the Meng clan. 】

After writing, she casually threw away the pen, and a coarse cloth fell to the ground and covered Meng Ying's face.

Meng Ying's body, which was placed in the ice cellar, was now wrapped in rags and scattered among the many corpses.

Although the person is dead, Jiang Pengji can still make him shine again and play the last value!

"Let's go! Intercept them again! Let them see who is the lost dog!"

Meng Hun didn't say a word, secretly clenched his teeth, and seemed to endure something.

In the end, his eyes quietly reddened, and all the depression in his heart was vented.

When the official saw this, the feather fan shook lightly, secretly wondering.

Liu Langjun...... It's really not an ordinary short-term protection. (To be continued.) )