When a few people saw Su Hanyi and Eleven appear, they didn't react, as if they didn't pay attention to them at all.

In the fight just now, the two of them were covered with black flesh and blood, and they looked like they had escaped death from the zombie pile.

The two of them look too embarrassed!

Eleven parked, and the two got out of the car.

A silver-haired young boy whistled, took a few steps towards the two of them, and said with a smile: "Yo, yes, there is a pair of hard-working wild mandarin ducks that escaped, I would think they are all dead." ”

Seeing that neither of them spoke, the silver-haired boy sneered and said, "What are you doing watching us do like this, and you plan to take revenge?" ”

After saying that, several of the boys laughed.

Laughing at the ridiculousness of Su Hanyi and Eleven.

There were only two of them, and the splint on Su Hanyi's left hand was very conspicuous. Eleven also looked thin and not afraid.

"Eleven, is the gun on you?" Su Hanyi asked softly.

Eleven replied, "Yes." ”

"Then shoot!"

After speaking, Su Hanyi quickly took out a gun from the space, aimed it at the silver-haired boy with a mocking face, and shot him in the head.

She asked Xiaoxi just now, this group of people doesn't have hot weapons in their hands, so she can go on a killing spree!

Eleven's movements were not slow, and he held guns in both hands, one of which was handed over by Sixteen before leaving, and told him to kill all these people.

When the gunshots rang out, the silver-haired boy fell to the ground, and after a short period of stunnedness, several laughing people hurriedly fled in all directions.

It's a pity it's late!

Su Hanyi and Eleven cooperated tacitly, and they were killed, but none of them missed.

There were still people in the car, and seeing that Su Hanyi and Eleven were like killing gods, they wanted to run away.

Su Han was on guard early in the morning, and when he saw this, he shot three times in a row, bursting the tires of three cars.

She wanted to kill someone, and no one could stop her.

God blocks and kills God! Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

What's more, this is a life-and-death feud between two lives!

The people in the car saw that they could not drive away, so they had to abandon the car and run away.

They are also not stupid and know to cover with cars and leave from the other side.

Eleven quickly ran forward, left the position of the dead end of the car, and fired continuously.

A few people ran out, fired a few shots, and a few people fell, and none of them survived.

Seeing that no one got out of the car and left, Su Han put away the pistol and drew the knife again.

Eleven pairs of guns were on guard, and Su Han checked one car by one.

In the first small pickup, there were two people, all killed.

There was no one in the second small pickup.

When I opened the van, there were several women inside, unclothed, trembling, and saw Su Han hurriedly kneeling and begging for mercy.

Su Han was expressionless, and he slashed one to death.

It is better to kill by mistake than to let go.

Who knows if any of these pitiful-looking women are among their accomplices?

Today she let it go, and another day who knows if they will retaliate like crazy?

Plentiful?

Impossible.

Five women, huddled together. Until the last woman, when Su Hanyi's knife fell, the woman's eyes changed, and she suddenly pounced on Su Hanyi, and the cold light flashed in her hand, and she was actually holding a dagger.

Su Han flipped his wrist, and Tang Dao immediately cut off the woman's arm.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

The woman screamed.

"Don't move, I can give you a good time, why bother?"

After speaking, Su Han stabbed again and again, ending the woman's life.

There was a river of blood in the van, and there were no supplies, so Su Han didn't pay attention to it.

Of the two small pickup trucks, only one was full of supplies, and the other was full of tools for all kinds of pit people.

After thinking about it, Su Han put away all these things, maybe he could use them one day.

The motorcycle was also collected, and Eleven drove back in a small pickup.