The dead leaves all over the ground were blown up and fell in a flutter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The big tree where the kraft candy lived before had already taken root and could not escape, and it was blown up and dumped directly, and the stubble on the roots was messed up, and it was impossible to see how many rings there were.

Fortunately, the thing that is not so big is that it did not cause a fire.

Some people are happy and some are sad, for Zheng Mao, there is nothing more tragic in the world than this.

It's not a good mood, since it happened, he doesn't have so much time to think about it, so it's better to go on step by step. Besides, this kind of scene is not unexperienced, Xu Yun's cousin Zhang Chaofan, doesn't he often like to point a gun at his head to show that he has power, money and power?

The word death must still be afraid.

The more afraid you are of death, the less you can afford to die.

It's just the second time that I fell from a few meters high, but my butt hurt a little.

Could it be that he was born with the attributes of this thing?

And the man in the suit is very happy, he has a hostage in his hands!

It is natural to fight against the bandits.

He really had never encountered such a fierce policeman, especially a woman, so strong. Even though she looks very young and beautiful, he subconsciously disagrees with this at all, and because of his psychology, he feels that she is extremely hateful. Guy didn't say a word, she pulled out her gun and shot people in the head, and blood splattered all over the ground, which was more decisive than he, a fugitive who took several lives.

I didn't even give people a chance to say a few words, it was like a shot like a joke, is this still a policeman?

He pretended to be dead first, but the other party seemed to be completely fooled, and the atmosphere of waiting for him to die before coming out covered his whole body and mind.

I couldn't help but throw a grenade, right at the other party's feet, and I didn't blow her up.

On the contrary, the dragon and tiger were so alive that he dangled from tree to tree, so that he did not dare to change his direction at all. The figure was too erratic, and he wanted to pull the trigger to shoot, but he felt that he would definitely miss.

After all, it's not in the movie, and the infinite bullet will not jam, and there is no need to worry about the high temperature after continuous shooting that will cause the pistol to explode.

That kind of very YY thing is really far from reality.

Actually, he only has seven bullets in his magazine now, and he only has one magazine, and he also has a pistol. During the confrontation, the bullets on the magazine in the middle of the confrontation will undoubtedly seek death.

I don't know what will happen next, how many people are on the other side, and if you can save one, you can save one.

I knew it earlier, so I would have been cautious and bring more guys with me, thinking like this, the man in the suit was sweating......

The explosion came far, far away, not just through the air - Tang Xin only felt that after the loud noise, there was a hissing in the earphones, and the rest was only the frequency interruption sound, and everything else was inaudible.

Very suddenly, it was really unexpected.

was surprised, she saw the big sister in the carriage, full of nervousness and said to the headset: "Su Luoyan? ”

"Su Luoyan?"

"Are you still alive?"

There was no response, and several people looked at each other, no doubt thinking of the worst situation.

This new lesbian is ...... Sacrificed?

Suddenly, as soon as the sound stopped, a shout came out of the air: "It's me, don't shoot!" ”

Although the voice was a little distorted in the headphones, the tone and tone could not be wrong, and the girl who was worried listened to it very deeply and stood up suddenly.

This...... This voice is Zheng Mao!

Is he on the scene?

What a stumbling - surprised, unbelievable, unwilling to accept. Tang Xin's whole body seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff, and his whole body was tense......

"Don't move, if you move again, I'll shoot!"

A gun barrel was put on his eyebrows, and Zheng Mao was very obedient and did not move.

When the man in the suit was drinking, he just couldn't avoid the spit on his cheeks. The large ragged yellow teeth, which look a little black, have a strong stomach acid in the breath, and have a smell of something else called aphrodisiac grass - well, it's usually called leeks.

It was disgusting and disgusting, and Zheng Mao felt that his face must be smelly now. But I can't do that much at the moment.

The expression is submissive, and he is simply an ordinary little kid, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The man in the suit pressed Zheng Mao with one hand, leaned over and squatted, and was very puzzled. Looking up at the canopy of the banyan tree that covered the sky and the sun, he wondered how such a small child could come here. He climbed up to the top of this tree, you know, he has something hidden inside.

It was too coincidental that the man in the suit thought of a sentence that the ancients said: If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

You can see the little child cowering, tears in his eyes, his lips trembling, and the appearance of six gods without an owner. No matter how much you can't make people wary.

Over there, the kraft candy stepped on the fallen leaves, and when he heard the sound of fine "popping", the man in the suit hurriedly shot the ground - "bang"!

Zheng Mao was busy with the whole body shaking, his mouth was tightened, and he seemed to be too frightened to help himself.

The man in the suit was very satisfied, and said loudly: "Stinky! Don't move, I'm talking about you. ”

Before the kraft candy could react, Zheng Mao had already spoken out of disguise.

"Uncle, I just want to find out, there are a lot of them on this big tree. Uncle don't kill me, don't kill me......" seemed to be frightened, and there were words in his mouth, and he muttered the words 'don't kill me' in a loop.

Hearing Zheng Mao's series of voices, there was no way, the kraft candy that was about to go crazy was deflated. Didn't this best Zhengtai go to the bathroom, and what the hell is it that suddenly appears in this place?

I didn't see him at all a moment ago, so he probably fell from the sky.

Out of thin air?

Kraft Candy was very puzzled and a little nervous, after all, he was such a good Zhengtai, but he didn't want anything to happen to him.

"Even though you are rude to me. But I'm going to tell you, Yang Jin, your resistance is pointless. The fingers wiped the wound on the tip of the chin, the stinging and pain, and the brain that had been stunned slowly sobered up.

Yang Jin's voice was extremely low: "I have a hostage in my hand." ”

"I know you have a hostage in your hand," she looked down at the red blood on her fingers, and she licked it lightly with her cherry red tongue.

There is usually such a description in martial arts novels: a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood gushing out.

Literally, the blood only reaches the throat, and it is so far away from the tongue that you can know what it tastes like? According to her many years of experience of eating chicken blood, duck blood, pig blood, human blood should not be sweet. Why not one bitter, one astringent, one sour or one spicy?

I hadn't tasted it before, rusty, a little salty - and there was a strange aftertaste.

It's a forbidden taste.

After licking it again, she said calmly: "You are already surrounded by our people." ”

When I was in the police academy, I would often fantasize about saying such a sentence when I was in tension with the gangsters. Now that she took action, she felt very good, and she licked it again.

"Grass mud horse!" The sweat from the corners of the forehead flowed into the eyes, which was very uncomfortable and unpleasant. Without caring about wiping, Yang Jin pressed Zheng Mao's palm and clenched it hard, and shouted: "I have a hostage in my hand." ”

"Hiss......" Zheng Mao grinned.

He's not pretending, it's really hurting.

There's no way, the junior high school student's body is still too tender, and he is busy howling: "Uncle, don't kill me......"

"Shut up!" Yang Jin raised his hand and prepared to slap him.

Zheng Mao held his head with his hands very excitedly, covered his face, and the voice of crying came out, very choked and sad: "Uncle, don't kill me!" ”

Yang Jin pulled Zheng Mao's shirt and stood up.

Dagai was sweat was too dirty, and his eyes were very spicy and stinging, so he blinked vigorously, looked at the sparse woods that didn't even look like ghosts, and shouted: "Come out, if you don't come out, I'll shoot!" ”

Kraft candy can't bear it, it's very unbearable, it's very unbearable, it's extremely unbearable.

The roar of the locomotive had already stopped, and I thought that the person had already arrived at the Bird Forest, so she should be able to delay the time, right?

So, he slowly emerged from behind the trunk of a tree, raised his hands high, and said as he paced, "Okay, please don't hurt innocent people." ”

Yang Jin looked at the pistol in her hand and shouted, "Put the gun on the ground!" ”

As he spoke, the muzzle of the gun against Zheng Mao's cheek tightened, and he pushed his head to the side, and the force was not light, so that a small red mark suddenly appeared on his face.

"Please, uncle, don't kill me!" Thinking about the performance he should have at this age, Zheng Mao tried his best to cooperate with the star.

Seeing this, especially the tears overflowing from the corners of Zheng Mao's eyes, Kraft Candy nodded hurriedly, and slowly squatted down: "Don't be impulsive." I'll just put the gun down. ”

"Throw it farther!"

"Okay, okay, don't be impulsive." The kraft candy did as it was told.

She had actually sensed a lot of abnormalities, and the best Shota knew her clearly, if under normal circumstances. According to the psychology of a child, shouldn't she call for help to her, the person she knows best?

Why do you pretend you don't know......

Sure enough, it's a very special shota.

Zheng Mao looked at her in disheveled clothes, the dead leaves were stained on her body, her face was also stained with mud, and a thin scar under her mouth was very conspicuous, and a small wisp of blood coagulated on the tip of her chin.

It's very beautiful.

For Yang Jin, the potential safety hazard was temporarily lifted, let go of Zheng Mao's arm, who seemed to be stunned, turned sideways, waved the muzzle, and pointed at the kraft candy without moving: "Tell me honestly, are you the only one?" ”

The opportunity is in a moment.

"Click-"

Yang Jin seemed to hear a strange voice coming from beside him.

Since his first murder and arrest, he has snatched two police revolvers, and he has been using them for a very long time to set fire to rob and make a fortune. Later, I felt that the maximum reload was only five rounds, which was too little. The power is also low, and it is infinitely troublesome to add bullets, so it is gradually put on the shelf.

But that doesn't mean he's completely unfamiliar with the sound of a revolver being loaded.

Looking for the source of the voice, he lowered his head slightly, his face still had tear stains, and under the wisps of sunlight, it was very real, and his long eyelashes were glued together. It's just that the mouth is pursed, and the timidity in the eyes is gone.

Indifferent, look at him.

"In my last life, I was actually an actor." Speaking slowly, his tone didn't look like a little boy at all.

Subsequently, I only felt a ...... on my belly

Or rather, there is something on top of the bladder.

It's just a moment of stunned, and there's no time to react-

"Bang!"