Chapter 12: The King's Wrath

Sun Baoqing's face darkened, and he picked up his clothes and put them on randomly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 At the end of the info, he pulled out a pistol from under the quilt.

"Boss, that kid from Yecheng is here. ”

Outside the door, one of his men pushed the door in a panic.

A slap fell on the little brother's face.

"Lao Tzu is not blind, so he told the brothers to quickly copy the guy and come according to Lao Tzu's arrangement. Whoever is in trouble, Lao Tzu will clean up whom. ”

Sun Baoqing had already prepared, if he hadn't gotten some good things, he wouldn't have dared to harden that kid in Ye Cheng.

I don't know where to do it, but the large space around the warehouse instantly supported more than a dozen automatic rifles, a flood of American goods. This thing is a proper and difficult munition even in peacetime, and even the legendary triangular smuggling is not so easy to enter.

"Where's the big troll? The big troll is brought out, and I don't believe it. I really think that I am a superman, so I will treat him today. Sun Baoqing shouted arrogantly, and instructed his younger brother to take out a few black pipes from several large wooden boxes, these and pipes are all homemade shotguns, to put it bluntly, they are earthen cannons.

The lethality is absolutely terrifying at close range, it is a large-scale iron sand attack, and if a person is hit by a guy, it is basically no different from honeycomb coal.

"Sun Baoqing, you are looking for death!" Facing the muzzles of the black holes around him, Ye Cheng looked around nonchalantly and said contemptuously.

"Look who is looking for death, shoot Lao Tzu!"

Originally, Ye Cheng planned to show his ruthless style, first to teach a lesson on his toes, and then, according to his script, Sun Baoqing expressed dissatisfaction. At this time, he was shining his muscles, repairing this disobedient turtle grandson, and finally taking over Sun Baoqing's little brother in the eyes of everyone who was shocked, afraid, and adoring, and then expressed his forgiveness in a chic and generous manner, uh, no, or decisively killed Sun Baoqing. Let's make an example of the monkey!

Who knows, the script doesn't follow the routine at all, and before he said a word, Sun Baoqing directly picked up a big troll, and yelled at the confident Boss Ye with his father's dead mother's remarriage......

It's a special day for huskies, and I'm in a hurry for a while. Fortunately, before he came, he ordered his younger brother to stay away, otherwise in the face of such powerful firepower, it is really hard to say how many of his subordinates can be left.

The fiery gunfight didn't last long. Well, it should be said that after Sun Baoqing and his younger brothers broke out in five seconds, they immediately lay on the ground crookedly, rolling with their palms in their hands, and a few even worse ones were even stabbed in the thighs, and there were wails.

"Accept the king's wrath!"

With a shout in his ear, Sun Baoqing looked at the back of his hands in disbelief, and a sharp knife was inserted on the side of the hand. Of course, before he could think about it, his eyelids fell heavily and his brain stopped working.

The crowd of onlookers in the distance was silent for a while, only the little brothers of Boss Sun who were close were still screaming, and occasionally looked up to find that the boss had already knelt, not kneeling, and three knives were directly inserted in the brain, unless he was the Wolverine in the film, otherwise it would be completely finished.

"Who else!!"

With one foot on Sun Baoqing's chest, the young man coquettishly brushed his forehead bangs and posed for a thirty-pound big POSS. Consciously and chicly, he turned his head and glanced around, trying to pretend to be cold.

Probably because of his young age, his voice is still in the period of voice change. Ye Cheng should have been mighty and domineering with a rough roar, and the last byte of the sound was like a duck being wiped on the neck, cough cough!

Poof!

Three seconds later, the big men behind Sao Nian laughed sullenly, looking at the back of the boss, it was really uncomfortable.

Nima, that's embarrassing.

Sun Baoqing's subordinates, who were still shooting, shooting, and shooting happily a moment ago, none of them dared to squeak now, except for gasping for cool air from time to time to relieve the sharp pain coming from the back of their hands.

Is this grandson a human, I'm afraid it's not a mutant creature or something, is it a mutant, or a superhero? Or is it an urban immortal? Everyone has strange thoughts in their minds.

As the saying goes, handsome is no more than three seconds! The ancients did not deceive me.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang outside the warehouse, and not far away, a large hole was broken in the tall prison wall.

At least four meters away, his body was covered with hideous scars, the stitching marks were very obvious, and the cyan body as strong as the mythical titan appeared in front of the survivors.

What the hell is this!

The person who appeared in front of everyone, no, it should be said that the monster is more appropriate. Although it has a human form, not to mention the size of its appearance, just the blood-red eyes of this thing and the ferocious aura it emits, you can see how lethal this thing is.

Ye Cheng, who had walked out of the warehouse in a majestic manner, was also stunned when he saw the goods in front of him.

"It's, it's a tyrant, I've seen the movie. ”

The onset of the second secondary school teenager's unique idiom disease.

The big bronze fist was the size of a wheel, and it smashed into the concrete floor, smashing into a pit. The wind of the fist belt can blow the hair into a big back.

Nearly a hundred yards of big-footed girl, one step at a time, five steps.

Coax!

The two groups of people who were still facing each other screamed and dispersed, except for a few unlucky ghosts who were stoned to death and trampled to death because of a leg injury to Xie Baoqing, they all ran and ran, ran, run.

Ye Cheng, a second-year teenager, couldn't care about the boss's demeanor, and ran into the warehouse with a roll.

"Hurry, hurry, close the door!"

A group of younger brothers closed the warehouse door and locked it.

Boom!

Before everyone could recover their strength, they saw the latch of the warehouse fly out directly, and the lock below cracked in two, and the iron chains all broke and fell to the ground.

Two large iron doors with huge footprints suddenly opened to both sides in the desperate eyes of everyone. In a piece of flying ash, a terrifying figure was revealed.

Da! Da! Da!

All the men with guns opened fire at the same time, and more than a dozen tongues of fire swept directly towards this terrifying monster.

There was a clanging sound, and the bullets hit the tyrant monster like a metal plate with a metal impact.

Poof!

In the desperation of everyone, an unlucky ghost was smashed out with a punch and turned directly into a ball of meat sauce.

"Boss, what can I do, this thing is amazing. Why don't you try it?"

The big man under Ye Cheng turned around with a hint of trembling.

Uh, Boss!Where's Boss!?

"What a daze, run!"

Climbing the iron ladder leading to the roof of the warehouse, Ye Cheng wanted to slap this stupid little brother to death.

Soon, Ye Cheng, who was climbing upwards, caught the attention of the tyrant creature.

Tragedy.

A punch came, and the fist rubbed against the air current, creating a burst of air.

In this posture, the cliffs next to each other will be crippled.

Helpless, Ye Cheng had no choice but to jump off the iron ladder, and landed on a donkey to roll away from the big foot girl who followed.

My brother was killed by you.

The head of the board that was shouting at the boss is gone, but if you look closely, this thing has already run away.

Boom! Boom!

The two-storey warehouse finally collapsed under the ravages of this tyrant.

Ahem!

In the ruins, some stumbling figures ran forward quickly, their toes just a little bit on the broken cement slabs that could jump out a long way.

Ye Cheng, who was running wolf, didn't forget to look back, and the tyrant-like creature not far behind him seemed to recognize him, so many people ignored it directly, and chased him down.

At this time, Ye Cheng couldn't describe his inner feelings, and the husky was there. There are people everywhere, why are they staring at Uncle Ben, can they still play happily?