In the two seconds that the chief of staff of the dragon clan was in a trance, General Marco rushed forward with an arrow and kicked the gun in his hand away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji An jumped up along the parabola, stretched out his hand and took the gun that flew into the air, this is a simple catch, if it weren't for his martial arts mastery, it would be extremely difficult to be so agile, and his on-the-spot cooperation with General Marco was tacitly like a pre-rehearsal.

However, as soon as he landed, he handed the gun to Aaron - for Ji'an, the gun is a high-lethal weapon like a hot potato.

If a person accidentally misses the gun, he will never be able to return to his original world.

The target of General Marco's kick was not a gun, but a man, so he didn't easily retract the momentum, but simply struck the dragon chief of staff through the temple and hit him in the head, and then smashed his wrist bone with a kick as the chief of staff fell to the ground.

This series of actions is done in one go, and the whole process takes no more than five seconds.

When the dragons, who were busy fighting the fire, heard the gunshots, their chief of staff had already been pointed to the head by Aaron.

"Don't come, or I'll shoot him!" Put all your hands on your head and crouch! Aaron shouted.

Seeing that the dragons were hesitant, Aaron shot the chief of staff of the dragon clan in the knee and threatened, "Do as I say!" ”

The chief of staff gritted his teeth and did not make the slightest moan, probably to preserve the last of his pride in front of his men, but silently gestured to his men to follow Aaron's instructions.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to act rashly, for fear that they would be charged with killing the chief of staff, so gradually some people began to squat, and finally evolved into collective submission.

General Marco and Ji An supported the unconscious saliva soldier and Rollin respectively, and under the cover of Aaron, they first got into the chariot of the dragons; In the middle of the night, Aaron also pulled the chief of staff of the dragon clan into the car.

There was a dragon walkie-talkie in the car, and Ji An cleverly asked the chief of staff to disperse the dragon guards in front of him in the walkie-talkie.

The Chief of Staff obediently did so—this may be the difference between the dragons and the wolves, and if it was General Marco who was being threatened, he would definitely risk his life to resist, and if necessary, he would rather kill himself than obey the enemy's dictates and make promises.

For most of the wolf soldiers, the sense of national honor is far greater than personal life and death, which is the "fearless faction" in the minds of all the clansmen, and it is also the value orientation in the hearts of most fearless soldiers.

Of course, there are exceptions to this, such as preferential family members like Rollin who benefited from the "first surrender policy", because of their special upbringing, which may weaken this collective consciousness, but such people are only a minority in the wolf clan.

Unlike the tribal division of the wolf people, the dragon clan is still dominated by family politics, so for the dragon people, the concept of "country" is far inferior to "family", as a member of the family, the family strength must be preserved in any situation - and the first step to preserve the strength is to live.

As a result, with the cooperation of the chief of staff, Ji An and the others gradually moved away from the core sphere of influence of the dragon clan and walked into the ambiguous zone of power between the two clans, which was a thousand miles of yellow sand, and there was nothing but the cold wind of nothingness.

The dawn revealed a milky white dawn from the sea of clouds, but it did not bring life to this piece of loess, but only made people see a white expanse, as if walking on an endless road, Ji An could only be glad that the person driving was General Marco, probably only he could still find the direction in such a place and move forward firmly.

In order to keep an eye on the chief of staff of the dragon clan and Luo Lin, in addition to General Marco who was driving, Ji An and Aaron also stayed awake all night, and the only one who could sleep peacefully in the entire car was the seriously injured saliva soldier.

The saliva soldier's pale face was buried in the uniform stained red by the spring of blood, like a lily blooming in a sea of blood, as if it would be swept away by a huge wave in the next moment.

Although the bullet passed through Rollin's body before hitting the spatriot, it stands to reason that his injuries should be lighter than Rollin's, but the place where he was hit was the heart, and the place where Rollin was hit was only the shoulder - so, unlike the saliva soldier who actually fell into a coma, Rollin was just pretending to sleep.

Maybe this woman who has just been heartbroken by her lover doesn't know what kind of expression to use to face the negative heart, so she can only escape. Ji An looked at the glow on Rollin's body and meditated.

At this moment, the glow on the saliva soldier's body suddenly changed from dark gray to a completely black miasma. Ji An was shocked.

Then, the saliva soldier suddenly opened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was clear, glowing with a look that did not belong to the wounded.

"That traitor, is he dead?" The saliva soldier grabbed Ji An's arm and asked eagerly, too hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with this short question.

Ji An knew that the traitor he was talking about was Rollin.

Before Ji An could respond, the saliva soldier had already seen Luo Lin lying on the other side, and he was about to check it himself, but was stopped by Ji An.

"Don't move, she's dead, don't worry, we will definitely take the body of this traitor back and hang it on the city wall, and make a human head sacrifice to sacrifice the soul of the stuffy egg in the sky." Ji An said comfortably.

Ji An understands how much the saliva soldier wants to slash the enemy for the stuffy man.

As soon as Ji An's words fell, the saliva soldier was like a dying old man who had fulfilled his long-cherished wish, the anger reflected in the light gradually faded, and his eyes became dilated again.

"I ..... Help me tell my mom..... Although I talk a lot like her, there is a sentence that I haven't told her, you help me tell her - I love her, and, I'm sorry, in fact, I want to go back and see her again, but I know it's too late...... Oh...... Remember to have them bury me with my dad. Although the words of the saliva soldier were a little messy and vague, they clearly expressed his last wish.

The Slaloam's father was a fearless soldier who died in a civil war when he was young. The request of the spatter is obviously out of worship for his father.

I just don't know how the widow who raised her son alone felt when he worshiped her husband and son at the same time at the hero's mound.

"I ...... Stuffy! Stuffy! When he said the last sentence, the eyes of the saliva soldier widened as if he had seen something.

In an instant, the eyes of the saliva soldier seemed to be hollow as if their soul had been drained.

Ji An trembled and reached out to probe the snort, then clenched his hand into a fist, close to his mouth, and pressed it to his upper lip, trying to suppress the soreness that seeped into his skin.

Black, representing death. The last time Ji An saw this kind of glow on Yan Mu's body, he didn't understand the meaning of this layer, and now although he understood, he still couldn't do anything about the foreseen doom.

The banner of the wolf clan was already faintly visible outside the window - that is, the living werewolves had escaped from the enemy.

But is it really an escape? Or will it fall into a different killing struggle?