"Tales of Hatred" fifty-nine

The god of capture also wanted to seize the short musket, and the weapon swept her legs, whether it was wrapped or swept to lie down, the short musket must be in the bag. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The lonely fox jumped over the chain on the Iron Hand, but the Iron Hand Fly came again, this time to her heels.

The goal is conspicuous, at the moment the fight is who is faster and who takes the lead, the weapon in the hand of the god catcher will naturally grab this position, of course, there are bigger positions to choose from, but the god catcher holds his own identity, and he just does it, in the end ginger is still old and spicy, even if the action will be a little slower because of age, but the wealth of experience can be completely supplemented.

A pair of big feet without galoshes were finally caught, but fortunately, the god catcher was not killed, and after grabbing it, he wrapped it vigorously and threw the belt, wanting to capture her alive.

The lonely fox was unstable under his feet, and his body was torn crooked by the chain, and his flesh and skin were against the iron hand of the god catcher, and he didn't dare to bring it back because he was afraid of pain, and he looked at the one called a pitiful one, and around it, most of the chain was wrapped around the calf, and the body was crookedly close to the god catcher, and when the god of catching wanted to wrap her upper body with the chain, the lonely fox suddenly exerted his whole body, and a pair of shoes in his hand knocked over the two foreheads of the god of catcher.

It turned out that she was pretending that she was not good at kung fu and couldn't get out of it, but in fact, she let the god of trapping relax her vigilance, and she took the opportunity to get close to the enemy and kill suddenly.

But the god of hunting is not in vain, the prisoner caught by his own hands can fill a village and town, as soon as he saw the heels of the two shoes coming, he used the remaining chain to wrap them, and took down two bronze embroidered shoes at once, but he was more careful of the two fox claws behind, only to see the lonely fox pinching the neck of the god of catcher, but the god of hunting resolutely threw off the two shoes, and the chain went around her arm.

The arm can not be given up like a shoe, and it is not like the tail of the gecko can grow back after giving up, the lonely fox body with the arm jerked, back a big up, want to use the chain on the god of catcher on his own weapon to drag the god of capture a forward plant, of course, the wise move is to give up the weapon, however, the lonely fox's temptation weapon is not weak, if the other party is a hairy young man, it is estimated that the majority of those who are willing to fall down with it.

The god catcher followed forward, and his left leg also took a big step forward.

The lonely fox saw that his opponent had neither let go nor fallen, so he quickly rolled to the side with all his might, and said to himself.

The god catcher had no time to play with her, so he stepped on the lonely fox's body with one foot, and at the same time pressed the end of the handle of his weapon against her choking.

The lonely fox really ran into hard stubble, and he could still move with his arms, and he hurriedly supported the hands of the god catcher with both hands.

Just as they were at a stalemate, a musket rang out.

"Don't move!" it turned out to be the old woman who fired a shot from the muzzle of the gun.

It should have taken advantage of the great opportunity to leave quickly, but the reminder of the god of capture at that time scared the old woman who had never seen such a scene, and the box also fell, and only then did she remember to pick it up, but the box was either kicked around inadvertently at the feet of the god catcher and the lonely fox, or the fight prevented the old woman from reaching out to retrieve it, and then she was naturally in a hurry, and picked up the short musket, although she had not fiddled with it, but she had heard of it, and just now I saw the posture of the lonely fox holding it and understood eight or nine, and fired a shot to try it was really right, and the old woman at this time stared at the god catcher and the lonely fox with a short musket, the body crawled to the side of the box and hugged it in his arms.