After listening to Yang Jing's teachings, Ma Tong nodded as if he didn't understand, and then tried to shoot a point shot, and sure enough, the effect was much better than before.

A ghost soldier struggling in the mud was directly punched through the back, and after a few convulsions, he collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Captain, I didn't expect you to know so much besides pickling girls?"

Yang Jing glanced at Niu Dazhuang, who was speaking, and shouted: "If you want to make money, just hurry up and work, what the hell is so much nonsense!" ”

As he spoke, he shot another short shot, knocking the two devil soldiers to the ground in an instant.

……

The time for relaxation always passes quickly, and five minutes pass in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

After Yao Ziqing put the last devil in the riverbed, he turned his head to Yang Jing on the side and said, "Brother, this cane is really enjoyable!" ”

Around the country. The soldiers and 23 straw bales of the Baoshan Police Force also nodded in agreement.

Killing devils is the same as killing stupid pigs, can it not be enjoyable?

"It's enjoyable, but I think we should clean up the battlefield first."

When the straw bale police heard this, they all nodded again and again, they have been busy for so long, isn't it just to wait for this link?

"Yes, yes, yes! Brother Yang said very much! Yao Ziqing glanced at the riverbed and said to the subordinates around him: "Go, go back, clean up the battlefield!" ”

"Yes!"

Everyone turned around together and hurried towards the road they had come, and as for the loot in the Wusong River, they all ignored it.

Not bad for money!

……

Yang Jing returned directly to the main battlefield with 23 straw bales, and as for the scattered loot on the road, they were all given to Yao Ziqing.

Suddenly, all the bales were busy.

These guys can't fight devils, but cleaning the battlefield is more expert than a specialist, and everyone knows to pick devil officers first.

"Damn, are you all reincarnated? I know how to accumulate money, but I don't know that in this world, weapons and equipment are the foundation of life?

If you don't have any decent things on your body, even if you are given thousands of family fortunes, can you keep it?

By the way, Ma Tong, Lao Tzu is talking about you.

Let go of that devil captain and let Lao Tzu come! ”

As he spoke, Yang Jing walked over and kicked Ma Tong away.

Captain Devil's head and face were covered in coagulated blood and charred dirt, and he looked like he was already dead.

Yang Jing glanced at it casually, threw the crooked handle in his hand to Ma Tong, and leaned down and began to grope around the devil captain.

He rummaged through all the pockets of the devil captain's clothes, and there was not a single hair in them.

"Fucking poor ghost!"

Yang Jing spat at him with a mouthful of thick phlegm, and then kicked him hard again.

"Woohoo! ——”

The devil captain howled miserably, and suddenly woke up from the confusion of being stunned by the grenade.

"! Deceived corpses? ”

Yang Jing was startled and took a step back.

"Sine! Damn the Chinese pig, you drip it for me to die! ”

The devil captain roared angrily, picked up the saber on the side, and slammed up from the ground.

Yang Jing dodged backwards and picked up a Type 38 rifle with a bayonet inserted into it.

When the devil captain swung his knife and slashed, he subconsciously blocked the gun.

With a "clang", Yang Jing's legs seemed to have taken root on the ground, motionless.

And the devil captain took a few steps back.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, obviously feeling that he was much more powerful than before.

"Guawazi, your level has increased!"

After being reminded by the system, Yang Jing finally remembered that he had gained a lot of experience points in the previous battle, and his level had been raised to level 4.

"Yaga!"

At this time, the devil captain shouted violently, and once again raised his knife and rushed towards Yang Jing.

This time it's not a chop, it's a straight stab.

Yang Jing's head tilted sharply and narrowly avoided it; With a miss, the devil captain immediately flipped his wrist, and the sharp blade slashed out to the left.

Yang Jing was startled, instinctively made dodging movements, his head hurriedly leaned back, and his body also leaned back.

With a "swish", the sharp blade with a cold knife wind swept through Yang Jing's neck one centimeter in front of his neck.

And Yang Jing also fell to the ground directly because of excessive force, and the devil captain swung his knife again and slashed towards the ground, one knife after another, one knife faster than the other.

Yang Jing could only roll left and right on the ground, constantly dodging the attack of the devil captain.

At this time, he was like a void bamboo with an empty body of internal strength, but he didn't know how to show it.

All of a sudden, he was forced into danger by the devil captain.

The rest of the bale soon found out about the scene, but they were too close to each other to shoot.

There is no way, just their rotten marksmanship, they didn't hit the devil captain, but they beat Yang Jing out of a few bloody holes.

Ma Tong, who was still on the side, was alert, and after reacting from the shock at the beginning, he immediately walked over with the crooked light machine gun in his hand.

The devil captain, who was enraged by Yang Jing's severed son and grandson's feet, was full of thoughts about killing the hateful Zhina man in front of him, and he didn't notice Ma Tong who was approaching him step by step.

Ma Tong held his breath, saw the opportunity, lifted the crooked handle with both hands, and smashed it towards the back of the devil captain's head.

With the sound of "Bang", the butt of the gun hit the head with a muffled sound, and the back of the devil's head suddenly collapsed.

Blood soon stained his military hat and ran down his neck.

Yang Jing's right foot hooked the calf of the devil captain and forcefully took it, and the devil captain, who was already seriously injured, suddenly lost his center of gravity, and at the same time that the person fell to the ground on his back, the saber in his hand also fell out.

Yang Jing grabbed the saber with his right hand, quickly got up from the ground, then grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and stabbed the opponent's neck without hesitation.

"Dog offal, give Lao Tzu to die!"

"Poof! ——”

This knife Yang Jing shot out angrily, almost using all his strength, and the tip of the saber pierced the opponent's neck in horror.

The devil captain has a long mouth, but his trachea has been cut, and only blood foam keeps overflowing out of his mouth.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill an enemy captain, and burst out a box of kidney treasure tablets; Merit +300, XP +300. ”

Tips: Kidney treasure tablets, help you become someone else's husband, a piece of windward pee!

Yang Jing directly ignored the system prompt, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, and the blade stirred around the opponent's neck fiercely, venting the anger in his heart.

The moment he pulled out his saber, a sticky column of blood splattered into Yang Jing's mouth. The salty smell of blood strongly aroused his bloodthirsty and wild nature, making him unconsciously pick up his saber and continue to stab the enemy in the chest.

Ma Tong next to him looked at Yang Jing with a hideous face, and a faint chill quickly flashed in his eyes.

Yang Jing in front of him was like a bloodthirsty devil who came out of hell, and his ferocious and crazy actions made people feel creepy and wanted to stay away!

After stabbing the other party several times in a row, stabbing the other party in the chest, Yang Jing raised his head violently and shouted: "Brothers, while it's hot, stab all the devils on the ground again for Lao Tzu!" ”

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