In the desert, if you don't have a guide, you're afraid you won't even be able to walk a mile, let alone the largest desert on earth.

But all this couldn't be simpler for Curry, who lives here all year round. With his familiarity with the road, he easily went around to the front of Zhou Xing.

According to intelligence, the gang also has a few guns, so what?

Curry brought two armed pickup trucks, each with a heavy machine gun welded to the roof, 12.7mm caliber, bringing infinite lethality, but also made Curry's courage reach its peak, in this place, this firepower is God.

There is not much time, the black business car appeared in sight, the car is very fast, very stable, so that Curry is a little excited, rich people's things are good, in the desert can still run so steady, turn around and must tell Dassault to bring this car over.

The other party should have discovered their ambush, and to Curry's surprise, they did not choose to run away, but rushed over.

This group of stunned young people, with the performance of this car, are determined to run, Curry really has to work hard, now it's simple.

"Get out there and catch them alive!"

Curry roared, and the two pickups roared, kicking up a puff of sand from the dunes and swooping down.

The driver of the pickup truck in front of him could clearly see the cab opposite, and Zorro was driving the vehicle calmly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

I can still laugh, I won't have a chance to cry for a while!" the driver thought to himself.

"Shoot, pay attention to the tires, don't hurt the white young master!"

"Oooo

"Click!"

A group of people screamed and raised AK47s, and bullets swept out like a rain.

Hearing the strange roar of the bullets, Curry laughed, laughing unusually happily, even looking up to the sky and laughing. To others, this is the sound of death, but to him, it is a kind whisper.

The bullet came in an instant, and it was about to blow up the car, but a strange scene happened.

It was like being stuck in a quagmire, the speed of the bullet plummeted, and finally it stopped, and it was so strangely suspended in the air.

Curry's laughter came to an abrupt end, it couldn't be!

He rubbed his eyes desperately and found that he was not mistaken.

Yes!

He yelled and pulled the trigger of the heavy machine gun hard, and the hot shells clanged to the roof of the pickup truck.

The choking smoke came to his face, but Curry relaxed, and in his cognition, there was nothing to withstand this steel storm.

The bullets that were larger than the AK were more conspicuous, and the orange warheads were like a swarm of bees, but they were also parked in front of the car, and they could not move an inch.

What the hell is this!

Curry took a hard sip, and the strange picture did not scare him away, but aroused his ferocity, and he was ready to fight again.

"Captain, run away!"

It was his old teammates who had been with him for many years who usually came and went in the bullets and never changed color, but now they were trembling, and even the gun was unstable.

It's not because I'm afraid of death, but it's a bit weird.

"Bastard, you want me to escape before the other party makes a move?"

Curry kicked him hard, "Either you take a gun and kill him, or." ”

"God, what the hell is that!"

Getting closer, Zorro finally let go of his disguise, and two high-speed toothed knives the size of grinding discs revealed hideous faces.

The person in the first pickup truck, before he even had time to jump out of the car, was stirred by the left toothed knife.

The pickup truck is like a bone that has been crushed by a sledgehammer, and the upper half of the layer is shattered, leaving only the chassis to sway forward under the action of inertia.

Yes!

Screams of panic came from behind, a scene they couldn't accept even if they were dealing with war every day.

The people in the car were swirled to pieces, and the flesh and blood were like pulp, spraying out dozens of meters away, and even the second car was covered with blood rain.

The battlefield turns into purgatory in an instant!

Curry was completely stunned, what the hell was this? Even if he was well-informed, it was difficult for him to accept such a tragic picture.

He subconsciously wiped a handful of blood from his face, and his heart was sad!

"Boss, are you alright?" Zorro asked with concern, as for Joaquin, who opened his mouth to vomit, he was kicked down by Jameru, who was also in the back seat.

"It's fine!"

Zhou Xing's face was pale, his throat squirmed, and he forcibly suppressed the feeling of nausea, and leaned on the back seat with his eyes closed.

Zorro did this, naturally he first asked Zhou Xing's opinion.

After all, this is different from China, there are not too many legal constraints, and the target is not his own compatriots, but a group of warlords with blood on their hands, Zhou Xing has nothing to be polite.

When Zhou Xing let Zorro dispose of it at will, his fate had already been decided.

"It's over?" Zhou Xing asked weakly.

"There's one left, or a different way?" Zorro asked.

Zhou Xing waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to bother.

"Hold on!"

The high-speed toothed knife slashed, and the second pickup truck also followed the first, and those who tried to escape were also chased by the successor's car one by one, turning into dust.

In the field, only Curry was left standing alone in a pile of flesh and blood, expressionless.

Curry's growth process is a history of fighting, even if he encounters the most powerful enemy, Curry has the confidence to fight to the end, but now, he can't even figure out what the opponent is.

In his nearly thirty years of fighting, he had never seen a machine that harvested life so easily and simply, so unscrupulously, and so bloody and brutal.

His body was constantly trembling, not with fear, but with anger, mixed with a hint of excitement!

Today, it was his last battle, he threw away the AK in his hand and shouted into the car: "You dirty coward, you only dare to hide behind the sissy, do you dare to come out and fight me?"

"It's solved!" "What age is it, and he still plays dueling, Zhou Xing is not in the mood.

"Don't, boss, it's rare to have such a good meat pad, let me go down to the event. Zorro struck his fists together, making a sound of gold and iron, and his face was longing.

This guy is still a militant!

Zhou Xing waved his hand, signaling him to be casual, Zorro opened the door and got out of the car and walked towards Curry.

Jameru shook his robes and hummed, "Boss, I'm going down to the event too." ”

Large, rocky hands pressed against the door, and with the strength of the heir's car, they all let out a groan.

Zhou Xing was very helpless, could this be regarded as an earthling being bullied? He couldn't help but mourn in silence for the big man below, what is not good to play, he has to play hand-to-hand combat.

Even in the toughest conditions, Curry didn't let up his workouts, and his muscles were so strong that bodybuilding champions could be ashamed of themselves.

Seeing the people getting out of the car, a trace of cruelty flashed in Curry's scarlet eyes, hand-to-hand combat, he was not even afraid of gorillas.

Yes!

Curry let out a beastly howl, his forehead bulging as he pounced on Zorro like a humanoid monster.

Boom!

As soon as he made contact, he threw three punches like lightning, and even Zorro was stunned, this guy, such a fast movement.

It's a pity that his opponent is not human.

After three punches, Curry's hands began to tremble, and the huge force of the shock made his right fist temporarily lose control.

After being punched three times, ordinary people have already broken their bones and tendons, and spit blood in their mouths, but the big man on the other side looked at him up and down as if he was fine, just like a robber meeting an unguarded little daughter-in-law.

Curry felt sad in his heart, hand-to-hand combat is not good, the opponent's muscles are too exaggerated, and the feeling of hitting it is like smashing against a metal wall.

"It's my turn!"

Zorro twisted his fists, showed a cruel smile, and punched straight out, not fast, and the angle was not tricky, just like the old man in the park punching in the morning.

Curry's mouth curled into a sneer, just in time.

He also threw a punch and met Zorro.

"Poof!"

With a whimper in the midst of screams, Curry's fingers flexed in a strange way, half of his hand broken, flesh and blood blurred.

Zorro wiped his hands and whispered to himself: "It's still a little worse!"

Zhou Xing could see clearly in the car, Zorro closed his fists, and actually put on a closing pose, is there a routine for this?

"It's my turn, right?" Jameru rushed forward excitedly, throwing a rocky punch.

Looking at Curry lying on his back, Zhou Xing realized for the first time what it means to be blind to death.

Simply clean up the battlefield, turn around, and return to the road.

Joaquin hid aside, all the bile he vomited came out, and it took him half a day to recover, and he had to escape!

No matter where these perverts come from, they are even more cruel than the most ruthless warlords, and working with them is tantamount to dancing with demons.

Just as he was about to climb over the sand dunes and escape, a pair of large hands grabbed him by the back of the neck.

"You're pretty reliable, come with us!"

Joaquin burst into tears, but he pretended to be grateful and quickly climbed into the car.

……

Dassault took a cigarette, a cigar from Havana, with a mellow taste. It's a pity that it's too expensive, a piece costs dozens of dollars, even if it is Dassault, there is no way to enjoy it wantonly.

But in the future, it will be different, he will be a rich man soon, Dassault looked at the time, no, he should already be a rich man.

He leaned back in his chaise longue and wondered if it was time to place an order for a cigar first.

Dassault shook his head, he was so busy that he wanted a million dollars for half a day, and he looked down on others too much, and this was a golden tyrant who could go to the Sahara to build a villa and play.

Just 10 million, Dassault set a psychological price, how to say it in the words of the Chinese, yes, it is negotiable!

Dassault imagines a happy life in the future, so much money, even if he leaves, it is enough.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the gate of the barracks was blasted open by a single shot, and the iron fence gate was shattered, hitting the people behind the door, setting off a rain of blood.

What the?

Dassault thought that the subordinate had accidentally fired a grenade, and scolded and pushed the door open, a strange-looking gun right up to his head.

The war began faster and ended faster.

"You, just you, I can't find the gun hidden in the crotch of my pants, take it out for me, or don't blame me for being rude!" Zorro shouted with his gun.

"I'm sorry, I'm an elephant. The big black man trembled and raised his hands, fell to his knees, and pressed his face to the ground to show his submission.

"I don't care what your clan is, hand over the gun!"

Big Black: "......"

"Well, leave him alone, he's not in danger. Zhou Xing interrupted Zorro, this place is not suitable for him to popularize knowledge.

Zorro looked at him suspiciously, but still chose to believe Zhou Xing.

Soon, all the guns were disposed of, and the rest of the people were gathered in the open space in the middle, and a large row stood in a sparse row.

With their military discipline, they were able to resist for so long, mainly because there were only two people on Zhou Xing's side, and it took most of the time to drive people out.

"How is it, are you interested in being the boss?" Zhou Xing shook the AK in his hand and looked at Qiao Jin meaningfully.

Listening to Zhou Xing's words, Qiao Jin's eyes became brighter and brighter!

"How is it possible, you will always be our boss. At such a critical moment, Qiao Jin's mind was extremely clear, Zhou Xing was very satisfied with it, he didn't have the energy or mood to train this group of miscellaneous troops, and it was most suitable to hand it over to Qiao Jin.

Joaquin prostrate on the ground, feeling that this sycophant was not loud enough, and in his broken Chinese, he said an earth-shattering sentence, "I would like to follow you and become your second." ”

Zhou Xing was dizzy, the Chinese culture training class must start in advance!