Chapter 1184: The Taste of Fear

If the two kidnappers hadn't been delayed for a few minutes by stomach trouble, and now the car was in the morning, even if Steve arrived, it would have been in vain, but it was this plump of that had made the windfall in his hands about to change hands.

Simaotuo wiped his farts clean with leaves and stood up, stretched out his hand to the curly-haired man, and said with a smile: "Give me the bag, you kid is less crooked, and when you hand over the things, please go to Moon Bay to find two girls to fly and make you happy." ”

The curly-haired man unloaded the bag on his shoulder and handed it over, fanned his nose with his backhand and said, "Let's go, tell your leper dog to get away, it smells of." ”

Simaotuo grinned, put the travel bag on his shoulder, turned his head and yelled at the leper dog behind him who was still eating fresh, and raised his feet to leave. Suddenly, I heard a sneer from a branch not far away. The sound was like a night owl screaming, and the scalp of the listener tingled.

The curly-haired man reacted very quickly, raised the hunting crossbow in his hand and pulled the trigger in the direction where the laughter came, and swished - three powerful crossbow arrows shot towards the treetops with a sharp whistle that broke through the air, and he took out three more arrows from his waist with his backhand and loaded them, the whole action was done in one go, and the interval was almost negligible.

"Put down the bag obediently, I can consider keeping you alive." A gloomy voice came from the top of a pine tree not far away, with a commanding tone that could not be disobeyed.

"Live your mother!" The curly-haired man raised his hand and aimed his hunting crossbow at the branch, and he had already seen Steve standing on it, a foreign devil, and a cow with chicken feathers.

With a retraction of his fingers, three sharp arrows shot over, and the curly-haired man was quite conceited about his ability to use a crossbow, not to mention any hundred steps through Yang, at least at this distance, he could do a hundred shots, and he was sure that he would wear two blood holes on this foreign devil who pretended to be thirteen.

Steve smiled coldly, raised the silver cane in his hand and provoked it twice, and all the sharp arrows were knocked into the dust, the curly-haired man looked stunned, and immediately touched three sharp arrows and loaded them with hunting crossbows, turned to Simaotuo and shouted urgently: "Run, this foreign devil is evil." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Steve had already jumped off the branch, his figure flashing into a fluttering black shadow and throwing it at Simaotuo from an unexpected angle, his first target was the two travel bags.

Simaotuo seems to know that it is powerful, pull out his legs and run, don't look at his stupid black and rough appearance, running up and the legs and feet are called a neat, like a rabbit being chased by a mountain dog, a jerk went to ten meters, so that Steve, who rushed to the air, actually pounced.

The curly-haired man is also a ruthless character, raising his hand is three arrows in a row, shooting at the back of the foreign devil's heart, he doesn't seek to shoot the target, he just thinks that he can buy a little time for Simaotuo to run, as long as he puts things in the car, things may have a glimmer of change.

Steve didn't care about this level of attack at all, his silver cane pointed at Simaotuo's back, his palm buckled hard, only to hear a crisp sound from the head of the cane, and then the two-inch-long part of the tip of the cane suddenly shot out with a soft sound, heading straight for Simaotuo's back, but he also had three sharp arrows in his back.

Woof! A dog barked, and the-eating leper dog had reached the back of its master at some point, and jumped up with four paws on the ground, and the tip of the cane, which was not inferior to the sharp arrow piercing the clouds, was nailed straight to its body, making a soft pop.