At this time, Fan Zhongkui felt that there seemed to be a white mass floating on the left side, Fan Zhongkui's body did not move, just moved his eyes, and he saw a huge woman's fat face, occupying his entire line of sight.

Fan Zhongkui's whole person's speed was unbelievably fast, he picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it towards this fat face, but Fan Zhongkui's speed was fast, the speed of this fat figure was even faster, the fat woman in white clothes, a small and delicate little fat hand stretched out on the wide cuffs, and the little fat hand slapped on Fan Zhongkui's body.

This beat was like a greeting from an ordinary friend, but Fan Zhongkui flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Fan Zhongkui, who was beaten out, held back the pain, and through the afterglow, he saw the fat woman in white Ye floating.

Fan Zhongkui twisted his body, and the person fired several shots in the air one after another, and the entire corridor was full of flames spit out by the soldiers' souls.

Every bullet from the Soldier Soul hit the fat woman's body without exception, but those bullets entered her body as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and they did not cause any substantial damage to the fat woman at all.

Fan Zhongkui and the soldier soul in his hands have never encountered this situation, is this woman really a ghost?

Although Fan Zhongkui has Zhong Kui in his name, he is not the real ghost king in the underworld after all, and the fear in the heart of this rock-solid soldier king is almost uncontrollable.

Fan Zhongkui, who was lifted to the ground, had just stood up from the ground with his body propped up, and he saw that the white fat woman had disappeared, and Fan Zhongkui looked around with a gun and found nothing.

Then, a series of "hee-hee-......hee-

She only stared at Fan Zhongkui with white eyes and leaned towards him, and Fan Zhongkui, the king of soldiers, found that his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't even move.

The fat woman was like a snake swimming on Fan Zhongkui's body, slowly approaching Fan Zhongkui, and when she was about to approach Fan Zhongkui's face, the small cherry mouth on the fat woman's face smeared with rouge suddenly opened, becoming the size of a basin, and the mouth was full of sharp, disordered, and long fangs!

Towards Fan Zhongkui, he took a bite.

Fan Zhongkui, who had never encountered such a situation, was so frightened that he couldn't help himself.

At this time, a round bracelet on Fan Zhongkui's hand flickered, and Fan Zhongkui, who had almost lost the ability to think, instantly sobered up, and the bracelet contained the maca necessary for medical soldiers on the battlefield.

The bracelet monitors the soldier's heartbeat, and when the soldier's heart beats more than 170 times per minute, and the system evaluates his body to collapse, the maca will be automatically injected into the soldier's body.

The maca is very fast, and the maca in the state machine is specially made to produce even more results.

As soon as Maca entered the soldier's body, Fan Zhongkui's mind, which had been occupied by fear, instantly sobered up.

The soldier soul in Fan Zhongkui's hand is no longer bullets, but as the soldier soul of Huaxia, this firearm only has this ability, and it cannot be called a soldier soul!

Fan Zhongkui, who had already folded the soldier soul once, folded the soldier soul again, and the soldier soul in Fan Zhongkui's hand became two.

After holding these two soldier souls in his hands, they were like two pistols, the two pistols were in Fan Zhongkui's hands, and two dull gunshots rang out in Fan Zhongkui's hands, and the bursting bullets of the soldier souls shot straight into the fat woman's bloody mouth.

The fat woman, who had never been hurt from beginning to end, let out a terrible scream, and her whole body was swept away.

Fan Zhongkui, who was holding two giant pistols, stood up, he was like a desert death, firing several shots at the fat woman's body, and with each shot, there would be a huge wind floating behind Fan Zhongkui, and the screams of the fat woman in the white robe came from afar.

The two Soldier Soul pistols fired twelve bullets in a row, and the muzzle of the Soldier Soul was emitting curling green smoke, and Fan Zhongkui's hand holding the handle of the gun was also ridiculously hot.

The soldier soul in the pistol form is almost the most perfect form of the soldier soul, but every shot fired by the soldier soul in this form is a huge damage to this world-famous gun, but at the moment, compared to life, the life of the soldier soul is much less important.

Quiet, deathly quiet......

After being shot several times, Fan Zhongkui didn't see where the fat woman had gone.

Fan Zhongkui just hates this quiet feeling, very much annoying!

Fan Zhongkui pulled down the mask on his face, revealing an angular face, with his blood-red eyes, Fan Zhongkui with two guns in his hand, his face was gloomy like a lone wolf in the desert.

Fan Zhongkui, who was always vigilant around him, walked towards Lu Feng's ward, he didn't believe that thing that was not a human or a ghost, and he was still alive after being shot by a dozen shots in a row.

What Fan Zhongkui wants to do now is to hand over Liu Ruoyin and her man!

When Fan Zhongkui walked into the ward with two guns, Fan Zhongkui saw an empty ward.

Fan Zhongkui stood in place and was silent for a while, and then he didn't care about the life of the spear of the soldier's soul at all, and shot frantically at the top of his head, countless gravel fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, leaving only a man's angry howl in the ward!

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In the past few days, Lu Feng didn't know how many times he had fallen into this state of unconsciousness, and when he woke up, Lu Feng found himself lying in a hazy pool.

Not only that, but Lu Feng also found that someone behind him was pinching his shoulder again.

Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't open his eyes in a hurry, he looked at the pool in front of him, and found that the style of the pool was a bit like the Yao Chi in the TV series "Journey to the West", but Lu Feng had also seen TV like "Journey to the West" in his time, in fact, this place was very ordinary.

The person holding the shoulder behind him is sophisticated, his strength is just right, and he seems to be very skilled, Lu Feng can't deduce his situation from the surrounding environment, it seems that he can only find clues from the person behind him.

Lu Feng began to review his state, the true qi in the meridians in his body was slowly flowing, although the flow of true qi was very blocked, and there were even fewer that finally merged into the dantian, but with this internal force, Lu Feng had the confidence to subdue the people behind him.

Just when the person massaged behind Lu Feng moved an inch under Lu Feng's shoulder, Lu Feng suddenly burst out and grabbed the two hands of the person behind him.

Lu Feng also stood on the pool with his whole person, pressing his back against the person behind him, when Lu Feng's back and the person behind him were pressed together, Lu Feng only felt an amazing softness.

Lu Feng didn't think too much, he took a posture of pulling up the willows, and immediately threw the person behind him to the water!

After throwing it back into the water, Lu Feng grabbed his body, pinned his two hands to his side, one of Lu Feng's knees had already been raised, and it was against the back of the person who was restrained by him, if he dared to make any rash moves, Lu Feng could tell him to split his body with both hands.

Soon Lu Feng realized that he might be wrong, because the whole person in front of him should say that it was her, not him.