It's a pity that a certain immortal doesn't have the destined Ida King, he is still a master who remembers eating or fighting, and forgets the pain when he has a good scar, not to mention the USP tactical pistol, or even a slingshot. The other day, he had seized an M1895 Nagan revolver from a few hooligans, but he turned around and threw it away.

At that time, the guy felt that the Nagan revolver was too large (9.1 inches in length), and in order to solve the problem of air tightness (a common problem of changing pistols), he used a very powerful "head countermeat", although the ammunition capacity was one more than that of ordinary revolvers, and the accuracy was also very good, but the rate of fire was slow, the stopping effect of the bullet was seriously insufficient, and the performance was really not ideal, so he gave up.

In fact, the key is because the guy feels that this gun is not popular at all, which affects his heroic image. Anyway, you can buy a better weapon in the cornucopia, so why use this broken gun.

However, the memory of a certain immortal has always been bad, in the early years when he was a mortal, he was the master who picked up sesame seeds and threw watermelons, and now although he is a little immortal, his nature is difficult to change, and he has forgotten to buy weapons these days, so at this time he can only go empty-handed.

Fortunately, as a sixth-level cultivator, even without weapons, a man's combat power is not comparable to that of mortals. Zhao Yunxia, who looked crazy, was thrown out of the corner of his clothes before he could get touched. The thing also clapped his hands calmly, as if he had done a trivial matter.

Li Xiaofeng's "arrogance" made Zhao Yunxia even more angry, he was like a bull with red eyes, launching a decisive assault on the red cloak in the bullfighter's hand again and again. Of course, the result was a cup, and he had nothing to gain except to bruise himself all over his body and turn his already tattered clothes into a pile of rags.

In fact, Li Xiaofeng has already shown mercy to his subordinates, if he is allowed to move seriously, he is afraid that Zhao Yunxia will not be able to go more than one round under him. Rao is like this, and a certain man still feels depressed and impatient. This thing thinks it's doing business, and somehow it starts to play wrestling, although it's not himself who was thrown, but it's also a waste of energy and time. Especially if the opponent still refuses to admit defeat, falls and gets up, kicks and lies down and stands up, endlessly, who can stand this!

"You're not done!" A certain man finally got angry, and when Zhao Yunxia was about to get up from the mud again, he stepped on it back with one foot.

"Tell me, where is Ren Fuchen!" A man asked menacingly.

"Dog's hair, you must not die well!" Zhao Yunxia raised her head from the mud, stared at her blood-red eyes and replied viciously: "Lao Tzu is dead, and he won't tell you!" ”

He NND, what is this, Li Xiaofeng secretly scolded himself, is this person's brain in water, brother is just asking if the way is good, do you have such a big reaction?

The more a man thought about it, the more angry he felt, and the strength under his feet naturally became bigger and bigger, and poor Zhao Yunxia was like a toad in the urine pit, making a lot of embarrassment.

"Come on, big guy! Maozi is bullying our people again! Brother Zhao is about to be killed! ”

Li Xiaofeng turned his head to look, and he didn't know when a kid ran out of the corner, and he shouted at the throat. Suddenly, the originally lifeless "village" popped up one after another. Immediately reminded someone of the scene of the corpses coming out of the cage in Resident Evil.

Fortunately, this group of people did not make a whining sound, let alone the unique walking posture of zombies, and there was no big bug-like thing that suddenly appeared from their heads, all in all, except for a little more people and a little more gloomy face, everything else was normal. Even, for a certain man, this is a good thing, at least he thinks that he can find two sober people to ask Ren Fuchen's whereabouts.

Of course, the wishes are good, but the reality is cruel. A toad fluttering in the urine pit spat out a mouthful of mud, tore his throat and shouted: "Brothers, Maozi has sent someone to arrest Brother Ren, we must not let them succeed!" ”…,

Well, this voice is an earth-shattering shock, and the "villagers" who originally had no violent tendencies used their transformation skills as if they were Sailor Moon, and suddenly turned into a tyrannosaurus. One by one, with red eyes and white gas in their noses, they brandished all kinds of homemade controlled items and launched wave after wave of attacks against a certain man.

Li Xiaofeng's nose was crooked, and he wanted to crush the bastard under his feet with one kick. Brother is obviously here to save people, he really wants to cry without tears, dear, don't listen to rumors and stir up people with ulterior motives!

It's a pity that even if this guy is full of mouths, he can't say it clearly, once the anger of the people breaks out, it will really be out of control. Although this guy is strong in combat, it can't withstand the large number of people on the other side! He is rough-skinned and thick-skinned and not afraid of being beaten, but Vasily is not as patient as him. was knocked to the ground in minutes, if it weren't for Li Xiaofeng's quick eyes to drag this poor worm out of the pile, it is estimated that he would have been trampled into pulp.

"Leonid! Leonid! A certain man carried Vasily and called for his dog to come to his aid, but unfortunately a certain dog was ten thousand times smarter than him, and it had slipped away before it was surrounded, and now it was comfortably hiding to the side and watching the battle. From time to time, Wang Wangwang screamed twice, even if he was helping a man wave the flag and shout.

"Fuck me!"

Li Xiaofeng was almost angry to death, but he couldn't do anything with that damn dog, so he didn't dare to stay where he was at the moment, and ran away with Vasily's legs. Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, Lao Tzu remembers you, you wait for your brother!

Anger is a plague, and although the pathogen that caused it has run away, the plague is gaining momentum. At first, the angry Chinese workers only gathered in groups and shouted insults, and then under the leadership of the daredevils, they began to openly destroy, destroy machines, burn houses, and twist the guards to pieces. What started as a skirmish over a misunderstanding turns into an outright riot.

When the bell of Dangdang Dang floated over the mine, the hastily assembled foremen and thugs arrived belatedly, they thought they could easily subdue the mad crowd, but soon they found that the sticks in their hands could no longer disperse the angry workers, and these people rushed forward like madness as if they were about to tear them to pieces.

The situation was one-sided, the foremen and thugs kept falling, and the morale of the workers was getting higher and higher, as if there was nothing in this world to stop them. Of course, it's just as if.

Syllable!

The crisp sound of gunfire brought the angry crowd back to their senses, and at the foreman's stronghold, more than a dozen guards with loaded guns had already pointed their guns at Huagong, and as long as an order was given, I am afraid that many people would fall in a pool of blood.

The big foreman Mao Zi withdrew his arm and blew out the green smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and the expression on his face was not only disdainful but sarcastic, as if he was laughing at the Chinese workers for not being able to do anything.

The masters have all appeared, and the dog's legs will naturally not lag behind, and a small Chinese with thief eyebrows and rat eyes jumped out with his right eye covered, and sneered at the Chinese workers: "The master said, if you are not honest, you will all be shot!" ”

The two devils triumphantly glanced at the Chinese workers who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and spat contemptuously: "Trouble! If you have the ability, you will continue to make trouble! Let's see how the master cleans you up! ”

After the display, the grandson turned his head, and immediately put away the smugness on his face, and replaced it with a flattering smile, which changed as quickly as the face of Sichuan opera.

"Master, these mud legs are all cheap bones, how do you say to clean them up!" While talking about him, he also came up with an idea, "You can't cheap them this time, at least you have to shoot him one or twenty, otherwise these bastards don't know what a king is called!" ”…,

The foreman Mao Zi nodded and casually ordered: "Arrest those who take the lead in making trouble and shoot them all!" ”

"Okay!" The grandson was even happier than his master, and walked down with his sleeves rolled up, pointing at the crowd and saying, "Wang Daniu, Zhao Yunxia, Li Laosan...... Get them all out! ”

The thugs who had been beaten just now had a blue nose and swollen face, and cried for their father and mother to kneel and beg for mercy suddenly became angry again, twisted their sticks and pointed to the west, rushed into the crowd and dragged out the people who were shouted by the two devils.

The two devils looked at the Chinese workers who were pressed to the ground and couldn't move with satisfaction, and kept sneering: "Li Laosan, weren't you very good just now, and you dared to kick Lao Tzu!" You kick it again and show it to Lao Tzu, and see if Lao Tzu chops off your dog's legs! ”

"And you!" The grandson turned around and gave the Chinese worker kneeling behind him a few mouths, and beat the other party with blood all over his mouth, "Wang Da Niu, this is for you to remember for a long time!" ”

The two devils took another step forward, kicked Zhao Yunxia with one kick, and scolded: "And you, Zhao Yunxia, a dog, took the lead in making trouble with Lao Tzu just now, this time you fell into the hands of Lao Tzu!" Wait until Lao Tzu is the first to shoot you! ”

Zhao Yunxia was tougher than the previous two, and she got up and was ready to fight back, but immediately the rain-like sticks fell on his head, directly beating him to death.

Seeing that Zhao Yunxia was dizzy, the two devils turned out from behind the guards with guns, kicked Zhao Yunxia angrily, and then reported to their master again.

"Master, the leaders have been arrested, just waiting for your order!"

"Then shoot it!" The foreman commanded lightly, not taking the dozen or so lives seriously at all.

Li Xiaofeng, who hid on the roof and watched the white drama for a long time, knew that he had to appear, although he was still angry about the behavior of the Chinese workers below who beat him just now, but he couldn't watch Mao Zi and the two devils careless about people's lives, compared to the poor Chinese workers, these grandsons were more hated. What's more, if the dozen or so poor worms below were really shot, then how could he be in the limelight!

That's right, this guy was still thinking about how to be in the limelight at the last moment, I saw him put on Ray-Ban sunglasses very coquettishly, and jumped off the roof after trimming his clothes, as if he was learning the trick used by Ye Gucheng in "Lu Xiaofeng".

The only thing that makes a man feel that the fly in the ointment is that the leather jacket does not carry the wind, and if it is changed to Brother Xiaoma's black trench coat, I am afraid that the effect will be even more shocking, of course, it will be more perfect if you can hold a gun with both hands.

Of course, this kind of good feeling is also at that moment, when the flying fairy outside the sky fell to the ground with a pop, a certain man knew that he was wrong, and he was very wrong. It's not that his posture is not elegant and chic enough, it's completely a bit of a problem with the choice of landing point, this guy forgot, there is a piece of mud below, jumping down so straight and straight, except for stirring up the stinky mud in the sky, there is no other benefit......