Xiao Ruyue sneered, her eyes were like torches: "I owe him a life." ”

Hearing Xiao Ruyue's words, Mu Xuanqing's eyes were instantly flushed with blood, he stared at Xiao Ruyue's cheeks, and his hands kept struggling-but the nylon rope used for mountaineering was too strong, and he couldn't break free for a while.

The flower-armed man stared at Xiao Ruyue fiercely, trembling with anger, and suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth lifted a fierce smile - looking at his smile, Xiao Ruyue's willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and I also felt that something seemed to be wrong - and then, the flower-armed man lived up to expectations and suddenly pulled out a black pistol from behind him!

Xiao Ruyue couldn't stay calm anymore, she pointed the pistol in her hand at the flower-armed man, and shouted with a disgraced face: "Don't!-"

Watching the flower-armed man take out his pistol, I could no longer remain silent while hiding in the shadows: if I don't go out, Mu Xuanqing's little life will be difficult to protect! However, my body did not cooperate with my mentality of pretending to be forced - because I was in a hurry, my left foot suddenly tripped over my right foot, causing me to stumble and roll out of the fork directly, but I still pretended to shout in my mouth: "Stop!"

Hearing my roar on the ground, everyone present was startled by me, and all the flashlight rays shone at me, combined with the "click" of a bullet, which made me instantly have some hallucinations of superheroes in American blockbusters - of course, I am not a superhero of any egg.

A few flashlights suddenly blinded my eyes as I rolled out, and just as I was covering my eyes to avoid the light of the flashlight, Wang Yuan shouted at me: "Who are you? Take your hands away!" -- his voice became a little sharp, obviously frightened by me, Cheng Yanjin, who had killed me halfway.

"Stop, you can't kill ......" I didn't answer Wang Yuan's words, and yelled at them directly. However, just as I was yelling at them while blocking the glare of the flashlight with my hand, I suddenly felt a slight chill in my temples - I "chuckled" in my heart, immediately closed my mouth, and slowly opened my eyes that were still painful from the flashlight, and saw that the short Japanese woman was standing beside me with a smile on her face, holding a pitch-black pistol in her hand - and at this moment. The pistol was right on my head.

Feeling the cold temperature of the muzzle of the gun on my scalp, my heart seemed to stop beating, and I could only bite my lip tightly, not even daring to breathe.

The Japanese woman saw that I was sitting on the ground and didn't move. He looked at me with some sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Why don't you speak? Wasn't it still very powerful just now? Hehe, little sister, heroes rely on ability, and it's useless to just rely on words." ”

A little cold sweat oozed from my forehead. I subconsciously swallowed my saliva, and kept cursing in my heart: Let you kid pretend to be a force, what should I do now? God knows if this Japanese girl will burst my brain with one shot......

Just when I was thinking about whether I was really going to die honorably this time, the other people also saw my appearance clearly, and Xiao Ruyue exclaimed: "It's you!"

Hearing her exclamation, I glanced up at her, but the Japanese girl's gun kept being held in my head, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak. Wang Yuan walked to my side, raised his leg and gave me a kick, and cursed while kicking me: "You damn woman!

- "Ouch!" I was kicked by him. Subconsciously screamed, and kept cursing Wang Yuan, the turtle grandson, for not dying well, of course, on the surface, I didn't dare to say it, so I could only stare at him fiercely with my eyes, and keep making up the scene where I tore Ya to pieces.

"Hey-" Xiao Ruyue saw Wang Yuan kick me to the ground, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and just as she was about to say something, the flower-armed man standing opposite her with a pistol said very impatiently: "What? I said Miss Xiao, do you really regard yourself as a goddess? Even this cat and dog who came out casually have to be saved?"

"You!" Hearing the man's ridicule, Xiao Ruyue's pretty face turned red. A pair of charming eyes almost erupted with fire, and the hand holding the pistol was trembling slightly with anger.

At this moment, Wang Yuan, who had killed a thousand knives, squatted in front of me and grabbed my hair with his hand. He lifted my head and said viciously to me, "No, why are you alone? I remember that there must have been the waste patriarch and the white young man with you, right?

This turtle grandson was really not polite to me at all, I was pulled by his hair, I felt that his scalp was about to be pulled out by him, looking at his fierce appearance. I really wanted to raise my hand to give him a lump of money, and my heart kept roaring: Nima, I still want to know where the kid from Wang Quan has gone...... As for Comrade Bing Cube Ling, what the hell are you doing! Don't you die like this, hey! If you don't show up again, Lao Tzu will be killed!

Although I was scared like a dog in my heart, I couldn't lose the battle if I lost, and on the surface I still looked like I was going home, I just glared at him fiercely, endured the sharp pain on my scalp, gritted my teeth, and didn't say anything.

Looking at my appearance as an underground party, the corners of Wang Yuan's mouth gradually put on a sneer: "Hehe, don't say it, right?" With that, he let go of the hand that was grabbing my hair, stood up, looked around vigilantly, stood in front of me with his negative hand, stared closely at the fork where I and Bing Fang Ling were hiding, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said loudly: "That waste patriarch, if you don't mind that she is missing an arm, then you can continue to hide-" After that, he snatched the pistol from the Japanese woman's hand, pointed it at my arm, and said cruelly: "I'll give you three seconds to come out, otherwise I'll take her arm." ”

Wang Yuan paused, tightened the pistol in his hand, and began to count loudly: "Three-"

"Two—"

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun on my arm, listening to the countdown like the bell of death, I was directly frightened and stupid in place, my heart was beating wildly in my chest, my hands and feet gradually became cold, and there was only one thought in my heart: this is the end of the game...... I'm probably going to be a child......

But just as I was on the verge of despair, suddenly! from the wall to our right, there was a deafening roar

- "Boom!"

With this huge roar, the whole tunnel trembled like an earthquake!

This sudden change surprised everyone, and Wang Yuan, who was standing in front of me, also stopped counting, and looked back at the roaring marble wall with some horror - it was too late, it was too soon, and just when everyone was overwhelmed by this sudden movement, the marble wall on our right seemed to explode, and it poured down on our heads!

"Get out of the way!" Wang Yuan shouted and hurriedly ran forward; the two Japanese devils reacted very quickly, and they had already rushed to the fork in the road; the flower-armed man snorted coldly, and grabbed Xiao Ruyue, who was stunned: "I can't blame them for killing them now!" After saying that, he dragged the struggling Xiao Ruyue and ran in the direction of Wang Yuan's escape-leaving only me who was scared like a dog and Mu Xuanqing, whose hands were tied, waiting for death in this collapsed tunnel.

Looking at the gradually falling walls and the broken bricks flying towards me, I subconsciously closed my eyes and shed two lines of dirty tears: God, this time I really want to report to you!

- But God doesn't seem to be very kind to me. Just when my heart was full of despair, a strong force came from my neck, and I opened my eyes suddenly-only to see Mu Xuanqing holding Wang Can, a sissy who was about to pee his pants in one hand, and holding me in the other, rushing towards the fork I rolled out at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. His gaze was very hideous, and there were blood marks on his wrists, probably left by the time he broke free from the rope just now.

At this moment, Bing Cube Ling's cold voice appeared again at the fork: "Come to me!" (To be continued.) )