Two buggies followed, and a minute after Zhang Yang had entered the threshing floor, they also got headlong into it.

Although the Eagle Lord is dead, these people seem to have no leader, but as a group of well-trained subordinates, at this time they show their different side from ordinary gangsters, and they quickly elected another person whose prestige is second to the Eagle Lord to come forward as the leader.

The leader was the mustache who had just spoken in pursuit, and the mustache got out of the car and looked at the huge threshing floor, where dozens or hundreds of straw piles resembling huge yurts were piled up on the boundary of nearly 1,000 square meters.

In it, if one burrows into a pile of straw, it is like a fish swimming into a great river, and it is never to be seen again, but it is clear that the mustache will not back down because of this.

He looked at the eleven people behind him, and commanded in a deep voice: "You are divided into three groups, three people in each group, search me carefully, and once you find the trace of that kid, you will be killed!" The remaining two come with me! ”

Soon the grouping was completed, everyone took out their guns from their arms, and the soldiers went into the threshing floor in four directions.

Zhang Yang's whole body was hidden in a pile of straw, although it made the scene a little messy. But fortunately, the straw piles here have not been taken care of for a long time, and the scene is very chaotic, and the ground is full of scattered straw, so he is not worried about being found for a while.

He lay in the middle of the straw pile and let the straw touch his nakedness. On the exposed skin, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain of the wound and the itching caused by the grass ash, even his breathing was extremely light.

He grabbed a handful of straw foam and squeezed it in his hand, then flicked the straw in front of his head forward, revealing only a pair of dark and bright eyes, staring at the movement outside without blinking.

Soon he heard footsteps, and in front of him, three large men were rummaging through a straw pile with their guns raised.

After a dog-like search, the three found nothing, and a big man spat angrily.

"Fucking itching to death, you kid can really hide!"

"Isn't it? This kid is so powerful, even the eagle master folds in his hand. ”

"Be quiet!"

A big man who seemed to be the team leader drank in a low voice, the corner of his eyes suddenly jumped, and he immediately lowered his head and said vigilantly: "There are blood stains here!" ”

The two big men looked at it, and sure enough, there were indeed a few points of scarlet blood on the straw scattered on the ground.

The team leader touched the straw, and his face changed greatly: "The blood hasn't dried up yet, he's nearby!" ”

The three of them immediately raised the guns in their hands high, and the two of them aimed at the straw pile where Zhang Yang was, their fingers tightly clasped on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.

The group leader walked up to the straw pile with his gun, stretched out his hand and began to fiddle.

The other two shouted, "Come out, boy!" Lao Tzu can give you a good time. ”

At this moment, a handful of straw foam in Zhang Yang's hand swayed out vigorously, enveloping the three big men like a fishing net, although these straw foams are not lethal, but the visual impact on people is very great.

The three men exclaimed, and immediately subconsciously rubbed their eyes.

Zhang Yang suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the team leader, the team leader subconsciously raised the gun and pointed forward, Zhang Yang's other hand also stretched out suddenly, accurately choked the team leader's wrist, and broke it down hard, the team leader screamed, and the gun fell to the ground.

"Shoot! Shoot! ”

The team leader hissed and yelled.

"Bang bang!"

Several bullets poured out from the muzzle of the gun, and in the case of blind shooting, the bullets of the two big men all hit the body of the team leader, and Zhang Yang had already used the body of the team leader to quickly pull himself out of the straw pile.

Turning over on the spot and picking up the gun in the team leader's hand, the two big men finally opened their eyes, and before they could pull the trigger again, there were already two big holes in the center of their eyebrows.

With a successful blow, Zhang Yang did not stop, bent down to pick up the guns of the two big men, and quickly chose a direction and ran over.

The gunfire quickly attracted the others, and several fast men had already rushed over and fired several shots at Zhang Yang's back, but Zhang Yang had already hid behind another pile of straw.

Several big men only glanced at the corpses of their companions, and then quickly ran in the direction of Zhang Yang.

"Bang bang!"

Two shots, the two big men who bore the brunt were easily killed by Zhang Yang who was ambushed around the corner, and the big man in the back was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and he was in a cold sweat, sticking his body tightly to the straw pile, not daring to move at all.

Mustache quickly led people over, and the other two groups of people also quickly came over and gathered together, seeing the tragic situation in this place, Mustache was furious, in only these two minutes, he had lost five people, but he didn't even feel the shadow of the mongrel.

The mustache fired a few shots in a rage, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Yang! If there is a kind, it will come out with a real knife. Guns out! Is your dad a tortoise? gave birth to such a turtle king's eighth son as you! ”

The roar had been put in place, and it quickly spread out in the threshing floor, but there was no sound in the threshing floor except his voice, and some of his men were already a little frightened when they saw the corpse lying on the ground.

A man only promised: "Brother Huzi, or, withdraw?" ”

"Withdraw?"

The mustache turned his head sharply, looked at the strong man with a fierce look, and pulled the trigger without hesitation when he raised his gun.

Then he yelled at the people behind him: "Who else wants to withdraw?" This bastard, his brother was killed, but he wanted to withdraw, such a person is not worthy of life! ”

After saying that, he waved his hand: "All act together, find me!" He must die here today! I don't believe that boy has three heads and six arms! ”

Under the iron and bloody wrist, the only five remaining big men did not dare to say much, so they could only open the way in front of them.

"Bang!"

There was another gunshot, and the big man who was walking in front fell to the ground, but the mustache roared loudly, pointed to a straw pile and said, "There it is!" Rush over to me! Kill him! ”

The group strode forward, and kept shooting as they ran to increase their courage, otherwise, they didn't know where Zhang Yang would shoot again.

The four of them rushed to the straw pile, ran around and looked, where there was half a figure, but they didn't see Zhang Yang go out from here just now, what's the matter?

When everyone was puzzled, a cold snort suddenly sounded overhead.

The four looked up in amazement.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the mustache side was killed again.

But at the same time, the guns in their hands also spewed tongues of fire, and the three prongs fired in unison, and there was a burst of random fire at the top of the straw pile.

With a successful blow, Zhang Yang had already jumped onto a pile of straw on the opposite side, quietly lurking on it, and coldly watched the mustache and the three of them shoot at the empty straw pile with fear.

At this time, not far away, there was a sudden exclamation: "Stop it!" ”