"Hurry, hurry! Kill a few of their fakes! A man holding a torch high appeared in the sight of several people, and he excitedly pointed to the people inside the door, and was suddenly stunned.

"There are guns! They still have machine guns! Seeing the guns in their hands, the man's face turned pale with fright and he hid behind the others.

A man with a scar on his face kicked him with a dirt gun and yelled, "Waste! What are you afraid of! We have that too! As he spoke, he raised the earthen gun in his hand, then turned his head to look at Erbao who was holding the gun, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Director Jian?" You see... Can this be left at that? ”

"Phew! Never mind? I'm your uncle! Jianerbao spat on the ground, staring at him viciously, Scarface immediately clenched the earthen gun in his hand, and looked at Jianerbao fiercely.

An old man with white hair trembled through the crowd and walked in front of them, it was the village chief, who looked at the three people holding the gun and suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Director Demo, this is a misunderstanding, or... Are you going now? We won't stop you, how about our well water not encroaching on river water? After speaking, he stared closely at the second treasure in front of him, motionless.

"I said it! It can't just be left at that! Jian Erbao put the gun on his head and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! If you don't want to die, go back! ”

The village chief glanced at him with blazing eyes, and was just about to retreat, when a thin monkey-like man behind him suddenly came out, looked carefully behind them, and shouted in panic: "Village... Chief! Tung Ge they are dead! ”

The old man hurriedly turned his head, looked behind them with wide eyes, carefully looked at the bloody corpse, and suddenly gasped, "Dong... Dongzi..."

Then he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the second treasure and scolded: "You... Aren't you police? You're a bunch of outlaws! The old man gasped for breath, and suddenly coughed again, as if he were about to cough out his lungs.

"Village Chief!"

Scarface quickly ran over and grabbed his arm, helping him slowly walk back.

"Brother Tiger! What to do? The thin monkey secretly glanced at the scarred face holding the village chief, and then looked at the second treasure, and they asked.

"Do it! It's not over! Scarface whispered, glanced at the thin monkey gloomily, and he couldn't help but shudder, he nodded and slowly took out a pack of black things with a primer from his back, and suddenly shouted: "Up!" As he spoke, he took out a lighter and lit the primer. A group of people rushed towards Wu Yimeng with knives and axes.

Jian Erbao gritted his teeth, looked at the people who rushed over like they didn't want to die, and yelled and pressed the trigger.

"Bang!" A shot hit the first bird in the chest, and the man fell to the ground with a scream, clutching his chest and rolling on the ground, and the others rushed up without fear of death.

"Shoot! Don't be merciful! Otherwise, we'll all die here! Jian Erbao shouted as he shot, the muzzle of the gun spewed flames, and it often took three or four bullets to hit a person.

Wu Yimeng looked at these villagers rushing over, and still couldn't bear to shoot his head, the places he aimed at were their legs, but these people were like crazy, even if they were knocked to the ground, they had to crawl and rush over.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded in front of Jian Erbao, the shock wave shook him several meters away, and his arms were scratched with several blood marks, he shook his head and shook off the soil on his head, sat for five or six seconds, suddenly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the gun on the ground and shot at these people.

The screams rang out incessantly, and some of the women, all of whom looked like savages at this time, slashed at the people in front of them with knives.

"! What the are you a girl doing? Wu Yimeng was startled by her, blocked her knife with the body of the gun, and hurriedly took a few steps back, holding the gun towards her leg.

"Bang!"

The woman was knocked to the ground and rolled on the ground clutching the wound on her leg.

"Be careful!"

Liu Shiyu suddenly shouted at Wu Yimeng, Wu Yimeng looked in front of him, and just saw Scarface aiming at his head with a clay gun, he was directly scared into a cold sweat, and hurriedly rolled on the ground.

"Bang!"

The steel balls mixed with some slag shot on the ground behind him, splashing a large cloud of dust, and Wu Yimeng hurriedly raised his head and shot Scarface.

Unexpectedly, Scarface actually pulled over a man to block the gun for him, and the bullet shot into the man's chest, and he died directly.

Liu Shiyu kicked away a strong man with a knife, raised the gun and shot him in the forehead, with a snap, his head was pierced by a bullet, and he watched Liu Shiyu fall down with a resentful face.

"!" Scarface scolded, held the gun and aimed at Wu Yimeng again, and Jian Erbao hurriedly shot at Scarface.

The bullet grazed Scarface's scalp, bringing out a large patch of flesh.

"Ahh

Scar's face was in pain, and he shot Wu Yimeng again, Mengmeng hurriedly rolled at the tree on the right, and he dodged the shot, but there was still a shrapnel into his arm, and he screamed and hid behind the crooked neck tree.

"Keep your head down."

Wang Ping's voice sounded behind him, he turned his head to look, sure enough, it was Wang Ping, he walked out with Qin Yangkuan with a gun, he looked at Liu Shiyu expressionlessly, the latter immediately lowered his head, and with a bang, a bullet shot towards Scarface's eyes.

"Poof!"

The bullet passed through Scarface's eye, a piece of blood spilled from the back of his head, red and white flowed to the ground, he looked at Wang Ping with one eye with unwillingness, and fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, more than a dozen people had rushed over, and a few of them had no bullets, and Erbao spat and threw away the gun in his hand, he was a little tinnitus from the explosion just now, he pressed his ear with his fingers, felt a knife on his waist, and rushed towards the crowd.

Wang Ping gave the gun to Qin Yangkuan, and held the machete in both hands and slashed hard at a woman holding the knife.

This woman looks a little strong, it is estimated that she is not much different from a man, she watched Wang Ping cut over viciously, she didn't flinch, and roared and slashed at Wang Ping with a kitchen knife.

"Qiang"

The two knives collided together, Wang Ping looked coldly at the fierce woman in front of her who was still drooling, and suddenly flipped her wrist, and the knife immediately slashed towards the woman's hand.

With a click, the woman's hand was cut off in half and fell to the ground, and she screamed miserably, holding up half of her hand and crying.

"Cry your mother!" Wang Ping slashed at the woman's disgusting face again, a line of blood gradually appeared on the woman's face, the woman touched her face blankly, the blood suddenly gushed out, and the woman with blood on her face slowly fell to the ground, and after a while, there was no movement.

On Liu Shiyu's side, two people slashed at him at the same time with knives, he always shot pointed, so there were still several bullets left, but the enemy was close, he could only drag and smash a man with one shot, threw the gun, and snatched the knife from the other person's hand.

The man roared angrily and punched Liu Shiyu in the face, and the other person also stood up, Liu Shiyu took the punch with one palm, and then pulled it, and the knife in his hand stabbed him straight through the stomach.

"Uh......"

The man looked at the knife in his stomach in a daze, and slowly looked up at Liu Shiyu with a miserable smile.

Liu Shiyu kicked violently, quickly pulled out the knife and slashed at the head of another man.

"!" The man shouted in surprise, as if he didn't expect his speed to be so fast, he could only hold the knife in front of his face, Liu Shiyu sneered, the two knives collided together, and the back of the man's knife smashed directly into his own face.

The man let out a scream, picked up the knife and slashed at Liu Shiyu, who dodged the knife sideways and stabbed him hard in the temple.

"Poof!" The man's temple was pierced, Liu Shiyu rotated the blade again, the man trembled uncontrollably, blood gushed out from his temple like a flood, and Liu Shiyu directly kicked him to the ground.

"Brother Xuan!" A woman suddenly cried and ran towards this side, she knelt on the ground, leaned over the man, and kept pressing the bleeding temples with her hands, as if this could block the wound, Liu Shiyu looked at her, slowly raised the knife in his hand, and after a while, he suddenly slowly put down the knife, glanced at the woman and ran towards the knife and the second treasure.

The woman behind her suddenly took out a dagger from her waist, roared like a beast, grabbed the knife and stabbed Liu Shiyu.

"!" Liu Shiyu turned around and violently blocked her attack, slashed the woman with a knife, and just fell in front of the man, staring at her man motionlessly, stretched out his hand and held his hand tremblingly, and he lost his breath in a blink of an eye.

Liu Shiyu suddenly felt some sadness and guilt, sighed, turned around and hurriedly ran towards the two treasures.

In the distance, Erbao was fighting with the thin monkey with a dagger, both of them were like they didn't want to die, desperately stabbing each other's bodies, the arms of the Erbao were full of wounds, the thin monkey was the same, both of them were very flexible, no one could kill anyone, and Erbao saw Liu Shiyu running over and shouted at him: "Don't come here!" He and I will solve it, you go and help others! ”

Liu Shiyu stopped his steps and scolded speechlessly, turned around and ran towards Wu Yimeng.

"Don't come here! You go help them! Before Liu Shiyu passed, Wu Yimeng shouted, stabbing a man in the chest with a knife as he spoke.

"! Why don't I pack up and go back to Gao Laozhuang! Liu Shiyu was about to collapse, he threw down the knife and sat at Bai Xiaosha's door, panting and looking at the few people who were still fighting.

Wang Ping seemed to have anger and could not vent it, every knife cut at other people's faces, a knife down the enemy will inevitably be cut over, never get up again, several people saw him frightened legs are weak, Wang Ping looked at the strongest man with a knife, the man was stunned, shouted: "Don't come!" You go cut them down! Cut them down! As he spoke, he picked up the knife straight, and pointed the tip of the knife at the other people.

Wang Ping, who was carrying the knife, shook his head lightly and pressed towards the strong man step by step.

"! Are you sick! Is it sick?! The strong man knew that there was no way back, so he took the machete in his hand and ran towards Wang Ping through gritted teeth.