Chapter Eighty-Five: Mutual Restraint Meets Miracle Results

It is not feasible to use fleas and other stimuli, so that rats and wild boars collide, and the smoke has not dispersed, and it is impossible for animals to rush in recklessly, which is unreasonable. There are also huge ones, and if they come in, they will be set on fire.

Acting is a full set.

With a twist of thought in his heart, Gray Jiao quickly bit Cheng Chengzhi's corpse and appeared.

Liu Xiaoqiang carried the corpse, his legs exerted force, and he rushed into the field with a gust of wind.

Countless flowers and plants have been trampled by him, and the dirt with a fishy smell has also been turned up a lot, and the momentum is absolutely overwhelming.

"Mom......" Liu Xiaoqiang's voice did not fall, and he saw that the red light spots of the infrared sight fell on Liu Xiaoqiang's body and forehead, and his abrupt appearance blew up the nest, the gunshots rang out, the fire was shining, Liu Xiaoqiang moved sideways and flashed, Andrew's side estimated that someone was shot, screaming in pain, and also fighting back with a gun, and the scene of people turning over on their backs made Liu Xiaoqiang laugh in his heart.

His purpose was achieved.

The lungs absorb enough air to roar, "You are looking for death." ”

He touched a shuttle on the ground, and countless small yellow flower seeds followed the wind-breaking bullets, swishing, like a goddess scattering flowers.

It's broken.

This feeling of hitting the body is real, and many people think that they have been shot, and the ferocity prompts them to think in their hearts to kill a person with a back, and get one more to earn a pair.

With such thoughts, the result of the bullets flying sideways is more soybean-sized seeds slamming, otherwise with Liu Xiaoqiang's marksmanship, he will never be able to create such a blockbuster effect, which is definitely the director's dream scene.

Finally, a wave of bullets was exhausted.

"Don't be impulsive......"

"Ceasefire, he. Mother. It's all very hot, a bunch of idiots. ”

On one side was said by the pot-bellied chieftain, and on the other by the hostile commander.

After a series of angry scoldings, the chaotic scene finally calmed down.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Liu Xiaoqiang walked out from behind the tree.

This thing actually dodged the bullet, but still deliberately let his arm be stained with blood, Cheng Chengzhi's body had already been thrown aside by him, and the gray Jiao had been silently hidden in the height of the big tree to guard. At this time, who cares about the corpse, his face is filthy, his body stenchs, he throws away his weapon, spits out a mouthful of spit, the leprosy makes him look even more hideous, his eyes show a fierce light, "What do you want." ”

The appearance of Liu Xiaoqiang gave Andrew and his group a backbone, and in their opinion, Liu Xiaoqiang's mud monkey shape is more down-to-earth and more in line with their aesthetics.

This is indeed the effect that Liu Xiaoqiang wants to achieve, it doesn't matter what the shape is, and it's not here to pick up girls, the method that can paralyze the enemy is the best.

The thin bamboo pole Abnohua leaned into the ear of the blonde commander and said a few words, and the commander narrowed his eyes and walked out, how could he believe that this weak-crowned young man would be the great shaman who made this group of indigenous Africans worship as gods.

Liu Xiaoqiang's goal was achieved.

"Liu Xiaoqiang, I didn't expect to meet under such circumstances."

"See your sister."

"Uh, what's the matter with my sister?"

Liu Xiaoqiang laughed in his heart, the wisdom of the Chinese people is not something that the earthlings can understand, and he has to hold back on the surface, which makes his face beat uncontrollably.

Soon, the cute, talkative commander also knew that Liu Xiaoqiang was scolding himself, wiped the liquid from his cheeks and didn't know how he came from, and said: "Liu Xiaoqiang, your mother is in our hands, this bargaining chip seems to be enough for us to talk about the conditions." ”

"Say."

"If you're willing to be restrained, I can let your mother go."

"Okay, come on."

"Uh......"

The commander was stunned again, he felt that his brain capacity seemed to be a little insufficient, is there such a thing, shouldn't he be mighty and unyielding, and then threaten himself, play the villain role to the extreme, and the opponent will admit defeat, so that he will have pleasure, and the scene has reached the point where it should explode.

Just three sentences, and then you surrender, as if you were playing at home?

There are ghosts, there must be ghosts.

When the commander was stunned, the thin bamboo pole jumped out again, this thing is a pure-stirring stick, he said a few words, which made the commander's pupils shrink suddenly, and Liu Xiaoqiang felt the fear in his heart.

"Rodman ......," the frowning commander shouted, and soon a soldier with a weapon and a red cross on his shoulder came over, "give him a tranquilizer bullet." ”

"Boom......" Andrew's side is indispensable, he picked up his weapon, his eyes showed a fierce light, and surrounded Liu Xiaoqiang's whole person, with a desperate posture of defending, Liu Xiaoqiang, who could read emotions, was very moved.

"Put it down." He turned his head and said viciously, "Trust me. ”

"Listen to the Great Shaman." It was Andrew's weak voice, I don't know when, this thing woke up, he saw Liu Xiaoqiang's gaze, squeezed out a smile, Liu Xiaoqiang nodded, and his heart still understands me.

He pointed to Andrew's wound, and Andrew shook his head. Liu Xiaoqiang knew that this thing was saying that he had nothing to do, so you can do it first.

Oh, yes.

The people present, although they saw Liu Xiaoqiang's miracles, who really felt the same way, only the living Andrew.

The pot-bellied chief also saw the exchange between the two and expressed silence.

Silence is acquiescence.

Saying what Liu Xiaoqiang wants to do, there is no need for others to say irresponsible things, but from the silence of the pot-bellied chief, it can be concluded how unpopular this thin bamboo pole is in the alliance.

"Liu Xiaoqiang." It was Luo Yaqing, who had been so calm that she seemed to have no feelings, finally opened her voice, one for one, how could a mother be willing to let her children be in danger.

She struggled hard, with her head hammer and her feet, and this battle, purely wanting to fight for her life, and the posture of suicide made the two soldiers who held her upset.

"Mom, it's fine." Liu Xiaoqiang raised his hands above his head and said, come on, but he was counting down in his heart.

The liquid with the anesthetic effect enters the body through the pores, and the effect is no more than three minutes, and he feels that the victory is in his hands, chattering, showing his great country demeanor, and the commander who despises Liu Xiaoqiang and his group of people is gag, and the time has passed.

And then?

No then.

The soldier holding the gun aimed at Liu Xiaoqiang snorted softly, and fell to the ground, his eyes wide.

"You ......" The blonde black-skinned commander also pointed Liu Xiaoqiang, his tongue was numb, and he couldn't say the follow-up words, panting heavily, like a rooster with his throat cut, making a sound that he didn't know what to say, holding his hands on the ground, and finally falling to the ground.

The sound of "pop, ......snap, snap" continued, and in an instant, in addition to Luo Yaqing and the thin bamboo pole who were protected in the middle, there were two or three soldiers who were lucky enough not to be hit by the seeds, and the others fell to the ground.

It's the kind that is conscious, but can't move.

After a short period of panic, everyone knew that Luo Yaqing was the only life-saving straw, several soldiers picked up their weapons, showed excellent military literacy, and some moved forward, ready to catch the Liu family's mother as a shield, and some shot at Liu Xiaoqiang.

Liu Xiaoqiang was waiting for this opportunity, the distance between the two sides was not far, less than six or seven steps, he stepped forward, and arrived in an instant, eight steps to catch the cicada This footwork was originally suitable for a small range of movement and dodge, not a single bullet hit Liu Xiaoqiang, and the fighting situation was one-sided after close quarters.

Hit the neck, hit the Adam's apple, bent the legs, hit the chest with the old fist, and only took three or five breaths, only the old mother of the Liu family and the thin bamboo pole stood in the field.

The thin bamboo pole with his legs swinging was thinking about escaping.