At this critical moment, Li Yi quickly pulled the trigger.

After the gunshot, Wang Chuan's body shook violently, and although his back was already red and his flesh and blood were blurred, his body only shook slightly.

He glanced at Li Yi viciously, still wielding the long knife and slashing it vigorously at Lu Long's back, while the bones were broken and blood sprayed, Lu Long snorted, and lay on the ground without moving.

Li Yi was anxious, and the second shot then burst out, hitting Wang Chuan's right rib, he held the right hand of the long knife, and hung down weakly.

But his body still didn't fall down, but slowly turned around, a pair of bloody big handbags open, like a bloodthirsty devil, staring at me viciously, struggling, and approaching Li Yi step by step.

Li Yi was frightened, and couldn't help but secretly call the evil sect, this guy has rough skin and thick flesh, and he was shot twice with flesh and blood, but he couldn't make him fatal, and he could still stand, it was really unimaginable. Is he a man or a monster?

No wonder Wang Chuan, this guy has been able to dominate Shu and Han for more than ten years! This invulnerable horizontal kung fu, even if he is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, ordinary swords still can't help him.

Thinking of this, Li Yi pulled the trigger again, and when the gunshots rang out, Wang Chuan's face instantly collapsed, and the splashed blood stained him into a red bloody man, and his white and handsome face could no longer be seen.

And his immensely strong body, after a violent convulsion, finally collapsed to the hard ground, not moving.

Seeing that Wang Chuan was finally dead, Li Yi hurriedly threw down his shotgun and grabbed it in front of Lu Long.

knelt on the ground, flipped his limp body over, and shouted "Big brother!" Eldest brother! How are you, wake up! Wang Chuan is dead, hurry up and open your eyes to take a look! ”

With Li Yi's hoarse call, Lu Long finally opened his eyes slightly with difficulty.

Seeing that Li Yi was holding his body and was in tears, he smiled slightly and said with difficulty, "Brother, I can't do it anymore, my son Shui Yi, his mother has died a long time ago, he is less than eighteen years old, and he has no right to inherit my position." ”

"Take him in and be your son." Let him follow you, and I will be relieved. This is my last request, and you can do it, I."

Lu Long struggled and twisted weakly, his breath gradually weakened, and without waiting for Li Yi's answer, he slowly closed his eyes, and leaned softly against Li Yi's arm, never moving again.

Seeing Lu Long pass away suddenly, Li Yi couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

The friendship with him in just a few months is better than a thousand words, this well-known man of the Liuyi tribe, he regards the friendship between the two as more important than his life.

In the face of a strong and vicious enemy, in order to prevent himself from being harmed, he knew that he was not Wang Chuan's opponent, but he was always in front of him, and he held the belief that he would die with the enemy, isn't this the most true and vivid interpretation of the rock-solid friendship between the two?

Li Yi remembered that when he first met Lu Long, his uninhibited style of doing things, as well as his sincere and enthusiastic words, and the friendship between the two that he defined was longer than the sun and the moon, but he didn't expect it to disappear so quickly, completely disappear from his eyes, and never recover.

Alas! If he shot Wang Chuan as soon as he came up, how could Lu Long be killed!

Thinking of this, Li Yi secretly blamed himself, his mood was even more sad, and the tears poured down endlessly, wetting the placket on his chest.

At this moment, a cry rang out, "Abba! What happened to you! Abba! Abba! ”2