"Years of hard work have finally come in handy......"

The young man's movements were neat, and after throwing out the pipe, he turned his head and ran, without even looking at the result.

"Thunderbolt!"

Like the sound of lightning breaking trees, the thrown pipe made a crunch in mid-air, and then ......

"Ahh

The young man, who was lying on his back on the ground, heard a chorus of five different voices.

"My eyes, the yellow-skinned monkey, what have you done?!"

The white man was roaring, his voice full of pain, rolling on the ground like a mortally wounded bear.

The other four whites weren't much better, they all covered their eyes and screamed madly.

"Have you ever heard of white phosphorus?

Getting up from the ground at the right time, and turning around, a wicked smile appeared on the young man's face.

"What did you say?!"

The white man struggled to get up from the ground, and there was only one thought in his mind: to tear the youth to shreds.

But he couldn't get up, his feet were bound by skis, and he couldn't stand up in the right way because he was temporarily blind.

The tube that had just been thrown out of the young man's hand exploded in mid-air, and it emitted an extremely strong light in a short time, and the defenseless white people were blinded for the first time.

The real version of "Blind 24K Krypton Gold Dog Eyes" was born on this snowfield, and ten of them were blinded at once.

Very good results.

The young man took his own steps, and walked unhurriedly towards the white people rolling on the ground.

He was like a victor with great achievements, and every step was inexplicably powerful.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain to you idiots, who should I choose first......?"

The young man untied several short spears from his back, which he had been secretly sharpening with a wooden stick on the stone, and after months of grinding, it was finally time to drink blood.

"Wait! you ......! what are you going to do!?"

The whites had realized that something was wrong, and they tried to open their eyes to see, but for them at this time it only made the tears in their eyes flow a little more, and the sourness in their eyes a little worse.

Looking directly at the white light produced by the burning of white phosphorus at such a close distance is enough for ordinary people to have a blinding effect of about 30 seconds to 5 minutes, and this symptom is somewhat similar to 'snow blindness'.

I have to say that this young man is very strategic and courageous, if he is placed in the era of peace, I am afraid that such a person will be buried, but once it comes to the era of war, such a person should be a strong party.

In a sense, he has a heart that belongs to the strong.

"Suddenly!"

After all, the young man's body bones were too thin, and even if he wanted to throw a short spear that was not heavy, he would need to carry all his body's strength and run through it, otherwise the short spear he threw would not have enough strength to pierce the body of an adult.

"Ahh

The young man's technique was accurate, and the short spear was accurately inserted into the neck of a white man who was leaning over, and it was clear that the blow had pierced the opponent's trachea.

"Alex?!"

Although the white man at the head couldn't see it, he could hear the sound of a sharp weapon entering his body and the scream, which he recognized.

He knew that someone close to him had been killed.

He also knows that young people will never be satisfied with taking just one human life.

He could feel the determination of the youth and the hatred that burst from the depths of the youth's heart.

But he was still unwilling to die.

"Please, please let us go!"

He stopped struggling and begged for mercy loudly, like a dog lying on the ground.

In order to show his sincerity, he even hit the ground with his head, as if he was imitating the Chinese ritual of 'kowtowing'.

However, his actions were extremely non-standard, but his words seemed to anger the youth.

"Suddenly!"

The second spear took another life, and the wheezing sound in the young man's mouth and nose was slightly short.

"You beg me for mercy?!"

He paused slightly, firstly because his physical exertion was somewhat high, and secondly, he heard the white man's plea for mercy.

He laughed, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Suddenly!"

There was no way to run, and the short spear in his hand was thrown with the anger in his heart, and the young man felt his arm hurt.

"Ahh

There were only two white men left lying on their stomachs in the snow, and the big white man felt his recently dead companion beside him, so much so that he could feel a hot breath spraying through his clothes.

He knew it was blood.

"Please, I'm willing to agree to any conditions, please, don't kill me!......"

The white man said the most humble words he could think of in the most humble tone, and now he only wanted to survive, and as for the thought of counterattacking at the beginning, he could not mention it at all.

"I will recognize you as my master!Master!Don't kill your lowly servant!!"

The remaining two whites have completely lost the bottom line, and the other white man has made a more ruthless move than the previous one.

However, he was answered by a short spear that went straight to his throat.

"Remember the yellow man who took you in three years ago and was killed by you?"

Four short spears were fired in a row, and the young man was already out of breath, and running was a great drain for those who couldn't get enough food.

"He's my father. ”

After saying the last sentence, the young man threw out the short spear in his hand fiercely, and this throw contained the strength of his gnashing teeth.

It's just that......

"Smack!"

The Hundred Days Man suddenly rolled on the ground, and he dragged the corpse of a companion in front of him, covering up his vital position.

The short spear just now missed.

The man's desire to survive was stronger than all his companions, and he struggled so hard that just now he had broken free from his skis.

This man saw hope for life.

He believed that as long as he could survive the blinding time, he would be able to turn the tables around.

It's just that with his current state, he has gained the freedom of his feet in time, so what?

"Boy!

Opening his mouth is the only way to drag the rhythm, and the white man who is facing a desperate situation actually realized this truth at a critical moment, so he opened his mouth.

"Your old man's flesh texture is not good, but your mother's taste is very good, hehehe!"

The white man stood in front of him with the corpse of his companion, and he pushed back as hard as he could, but at a very slow pace.

If you can't increase your speed, you can try to slow down your enemies.

It's just that he miscalculated, and his taunting deceleration didn't work.

"Don't bother, White Pig, my mother died before the end of the world. ”

The young man saw that the white man's unprotected foot was a short spear, and his tone was very cold.

"But I can guarantee that you'll hear what you have to say about the quality of your flesh in a minute. ”

There was not a single star in the sky, and the young man's face was a distorted expression in the light of the few fires scattered on the ground.

He seemed to be laughing, and he was crying.