277.Chapter 277 The Man Should Stand

"No, don't—"

A gangster of the Crazy Lion Gang, even if he had a gun in his hand, but when he saw Liu Qian who had come to him, the whole person panicked, especially when he saw Liu Qian suddenly take out a dagger, he seemed to have predicted his end, and turned around and ran away after losing the gun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liu Qian behind him, a strange smile appeared on his cold face, accompanied by a raised dagger, a trace of blood vented from the back of the gangster, spraying Liu Qian's head and face.

"Kill him, kill him!"

At this time, several gangsters of the Crazy Lion Gang standing near Liu Qian, like crazy, turned their guns and shot at Liu Qian quickly.

Da Da Da -

Whether it was a micro charge or a pistol, at this time, a snake-like firework bloomed, and bullets poured over, like mercury falling to the ground, sprinkled on Liu Qian's body.

But most of the bullets were avoided by Liu Qian, but after all, he was not on weekdays, and now Liu Qian had been shot, and his ability to dodge was naturally much inferior to normal, so that a few more bullets were poured into his body.

Ahh

After tearing the dagger that had been close to him to pieces again, Liu Qian, who had been shot in the back again, roared angrily.

His eyes turned red like two small pools of blood, and he jerked his head to look at the raging lion gangsters around him.

Especially when his gaze fell on Han Zixin, who was hijacked by several gangsters with guns at this time, Liu Qian only felt that his heart was beating violently.

Han Zixin saw the blood flowers that burst out from Liu Qian's body from time to time, the whole person was at a loss, and he collapsed on the ground in panic, his tears never stopped, his already beautiful face looked extremely poignant at this time, and I felt pity.

It's just a pity that the gangsters of the Crazy Lion Gang don't seem to pity her, let alone be impressed by her beauty, the gun in their hands is on top of Han Zixin's head, as if Liu Qian dares to take a step closer, they will not hesitate to blow Han Zixin's head off.

It hurts, it hurts.

Liu Qian covered his heart, once again avoided the bullets fired from the side, a pair of blood-red eyes, and looked at the helpless Han Zixin not far away in a daze, he felt such a pain in his heart for the first time.

If he hadn't gotten into the woods in the first place, he would have been 100% sure that he could get rid of all the people on the road, and then place Han Zixin in a very safe place, and then turn around and come back to kill the carbines.

But now, there is no such opportunity, to be honest, Liu Qian really regrets it, he regrets why he did it, he seems to have forgotten just now that he is not alone.

He also carried a responsibility on his shoulders, the responsibility of being responsible for the safety of his own woman, which was heavier than Tarzan, and weighed on his shoulders, so that he had no reason to fall.

Poof――

Another bullet drilled into Liu Qian's leg bone, he let out a low roar, turned his head, and looked at the gangster on the side, the gangster was stared at by his cold eyes, and for a while he threw the gun in his hand to the ground in a little panic.

"No, no, I didn't mean to, no, really wasn't-"

The thugs wanted to explain, but Liu Qian's figure had already arrived, and the dagger in his hand was like a scythe of death, stabbing him in the heart fiercely, stabbing again and again.

Surrounded by nearly a hundred gangsters of the Crazy Lion Gang, Liu Qian still had the heart to kill, and almost many members of the Wild Lion Gang were terrified at this moment.

Liu Qian gave them the feeling that he was like a god of war who couldn't even hit him with a gun, he was always standing, even after being shot, he still stood straight and had a straight back!

"That's the man, isn't it, sister-"

Gong Shuang shrank on a big tree not far away, watching Liu Qian constantly use a dagger to harvest the lives of some gangsters far away from Han Zixin, like a killing god, her heart trembled.

"Hmm-"

Gong Qiuhan nodded silently, she didn't know what tears were since she was a child, at this time, a pair of wonderful eyes had already been filled with mist, and I don't know when, a teardrop slowly slipped down her white cheeks.

"I'm not playing, I'm not playing—"

Some thugs threw away the gun in their hands and turned around and ran, but Liu Qian picked up the gun on the ground violently, and pointed at his back, and the thug fell to the ground in response.

How is it possible, how is this possible!

The mad lion saw with his own eyes that Liu Qian had just been shot at least a dozen times, not to mention a normal person, even if the special forces king came, he couldn't stand it after so many bullets, and it was estimated that he would have fallen down a long time ago.

But Liu Qian was like a nobody, standing on the battlefield like a man, the sharp dagger in his hand, like a killing tomahawk, constantly harvesting the fragile lives of many gangsters who had been completely frightened and didn't even dare to fight back.

He is like a wolf, but now Liu Qian, the first feeling to the mad lion and others present is that this is an injured lone wolf, a blood wolf whose hair is dyed bright red with blood!

Killing, rage, and mania almost filled Liu Qian's heart, and now he only had enemies in his eyes, and some were just endless killing.

Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill -

Liu Qian kept approaching one enemy after another, using a dagger to stab into the opponent's heart and artery, and each blow would take away a member of the Crazy Lion Gang, arrogant and arrogant like a mad lion, at this time, he was also stunned, completely confused.

How can there be such a man in this world, every move shows a unique manhood, even in the face of hundreds of people is still fearless, even if the other party has weapons and equipment that are several times stronger than him, he is still indomitable, and his steps will not stop at all.

At this time, many members of the Crazy Lion Gang were cold.

In the face of such a man, what qualifications do they have to fight, and it seems that there is no other choice but to be slaughtered while staying.

There are already many members of the Crazy Lion Gang, and the thought of wanting to escape has risen in their hearts, they have been frightened by Liu Qian's performance, and their cowardly hearts have risen, and their combat effectiveness has decreased I don't know how much.

"Why-why-is it really worth it-"

Han Zixin looked at Liu Qian's wind-like figure in a daze, but this wind had been dyed bright red with blood at this time, both his own and his enemies.

"Let's go, let's go—"

Han Zixin kept shaking her head, she didn't want to see Liu Qian injured, let alone see Liu Qian go crazy like this, seeing him like this, Han Zixin's heart was really painful, and the next second it was like she would suffocate.

"I'm fine. ”

Liu Qian, who once again stabbed the heart of a member of the Crazy Lion Gang who was not long-eyed, suddenly smiled at Han Zixin at this gap, although the smile was a little bloody and crazy, but it was from the heart, Han Zixin felt it, she felt the rich love transmitted in Liu Qian's eyes.

Many members of the Wild Lions seem to have forgotten to shoot, because many of them have run out of ammunition in the frenzied shooting just now.

Liu Qian was already so crazy when they had guns, if Liu Qian knew that many people were out of bullets, then what Liu Qian would do, many members of the Crazy Lion Gang couldn't imagine it.

Looking at Liu Qian, who let the blood flow down one drop by one, several members of the Crazy Lion Gang who were seen by Liu Qian's vision retreated step by step.

It was as if they were not facing a single person, but a desolate beast from ancient times, like a blood wolf, and it seemed that only by retreating could they feel a little sense of security.

Blood-colored hair, blood-colored eyes, cheeks that have turned pale due to blood loss, a backbone that can never be bent, a real man, this is the deep impression that Liu Qian left on many people who saw this scene.

"******, don't forget that you have a gun in your hand, he's not a god, he's just a man like you, come on, I'm grass!"

Bai Gu shouted and cursed on one side, and seeing that many people did not move, he pulled out a handful from the little brother on one side and rushed slightly, and shot at Liu Qian, who was constantly harvesting the members of the Crazy Lion Gang at this time, and shot viciously.

"This bastard, I'm going to kill him!"

Gong Shuang scolded very unhappily, after Gong Qiuhan on one side shook his head at her, the tears in the corners of his eyes were already in pieces, looking at the blood wolf that still looked like a god harvesting on the battlefield at this time, Gong Qiuhan didn't know why she felt this blood wolf at this time, at this time, it looked a little sad, and some heroes were in the twilight.

Da Da Da -

"You bastard—"

With the sound of gunshots, Han Zixin, who was awakened by Mu Ran, was about to pounce, but she was immediately pressed to the ground by several thugs around her, unable to move.

Han Zixin really hates it, why, why is she a burden, why can't she help a little bit.

It seems that only tears have become her only vent now, Han Zixin feels that her heart is dripping blood, looking at her man rushing and killing wave after wave on the battlefield, looking at the faintly tired face, she is almost suffocating.

Bai Gu didn't believe that a man could dodge a bullet that was as fast as red, but Liu Qian did it, letting the micro rush in his hand vent, but he didn't hurt Liu Qian in the slightest.

Bai Gu is almost crazy, how can there be such a man in this world, this is an open field, without the slightest cover.

No way, it's not true, it's not true!

The more he thought about it, the more crazy Bai Gu became, he was already a little frightened, but he still roared unwillingly, and said, "I'm going to kill you, kill you-"

It seemed that if he didn't roar, Liu Qian might not have noticed him, but as his low roar came, Liu Qian Mouran turned his head, his blood-colored eyes slanted and ran towards him, and he was rapidly changing the white bones of the magazine, and the dagger in his hand was thrown out violently, throwing it towards the white bones that came from the impact.