Yan Xiaojing felt that her originally wet palm was once again wet with cold sweat.

He took another step forward.

What was that?

Yan Xiaojing suddenly frowned, looked to the right, and the other two also turned their heads together.

The earth trembled. Is this thunder? Or a train passing by?

Whatever that was, the sound was getting louder and louder.

Then she heard a strange jingling sound, like wind chimes blown by the breeze. On the workbench on the other side of the shack, bullets were beating in rows, colliding with each other and scattering to the ground.

Owens looked nervously at his boss, "What the fuck is this?" ”

The temperature around him seemed to drop by twenty or thirty degrees in an instant, and the man took a deep breath.

"Ready, Owens."

At this moment, the noise had turned into a roar, and even the whole shack began to shake violently, and the dust on the rafters was sprinkled one after another, and the room seemed to be filled with snowflakes.

Owens hurriedly covered his head with his hands.

A frenzied cold smashed the door of the hut to pieces. Under the tremendous force, the whole house shook from side to side, and the beams and walls trembled and screamed.

Xiao Lingyun's tall body filled the entire entrance, and the air around his body twisted and transformed under the intertwined effects of revenge, threat, and death. Yan Xiaojing felt his gaze fall on her, and immediately let out a deafening battle roar, shaking her ears painfully.

Xiao Lingyun dominated the rest of the battle.

He rushed at the pale guy with an eye out, grabbed him, and slammed it against the door of the cubicle. That guy didn't get knocked unconscious, but instead hit Xiao Lingyun's chin hard with an uppercut.

The two of them went back and forth, punching and kicking each other, slamming into the wall, kicking and smashing the window, and crushing the table. Putting aside the weapons they were carrying, the two of them fought each other with their bare hands, their faces tensed and vicious, their teeth clenched, and their huge bodies launched a fierce attack on each other while taking damage.

Yan Xiaojing really couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but she couldn't take her eyes off.

At the critical moment, Owens grabbed a knife and pounced on Xiao Lingyun's back. Xiao Lingyun turned around suddenly, ripped this guy off his body, and threw him into the air. Owens' body flew some distance and was thrown to the other end of the shack, where he fell to the ground.

Owens struggled to his feet, dizzy and bleeding.

Xiao Lingyun flew up and kicked the opponent's body heavily, but did not slow down the speed of the attack. By dragging the white-haired man, he was able to untie an iron hoop that locked Yan Xiaojing's wrist. Yan Xiaojing immediately untied the iron hoop on the other side and regained the freedom of the other hand.

"Dogs! Let the dogs go! The white-haired man shouted.

Owens staggered out of the shack. After a while, two pitbulls jumped out of the corner like bullets and pounced straight at Xiao Lingyun's ankles, and the pale servant eater also drew his knife out of its sheath.

Yan Xiaojing broke free from the restraints of her legs and jumped off the table.

"Run!" Xiao Lingyun shouted at her, tearing away the dog that had bitten his calf, blocking another attack towards the front door.

These people should die sooner! Yan Xiaojing shouted in her heart, leaning over and picking up the first thing she touched. It was a hammer.

Xiao Lingyun had lost his balance and fell to the ground. Yan Xiaojing followed behind the white-haired man, raising the hammer in his hand as hard as he could, using every bit of strength in his body on this annoying thing, and smashed it straight into the back of the white-haired man's head. Suddenly, the skull shattered and blood splattered.

Immediately afterward, a Pitbull came around and bit her thigh.

The sharp canine teeth pierced through the skin and pierced deep into the flesh, and Yan Xiaojing let out a terrible scream.

Xiao Lingyun kicked the servant eater who was pressing on his body away and jumped up suddenly.

A pitbull was pounced on Yan Xiaojing and bit her thigh. The beast tried to toss her to the ground so that it could pounce on her throat.

Xiao Lingyun rushed forward quickly, and then a spirit froze, and his body froze in place. If you pull the dog away now, it is likely to tear off a whole piece of flesh and blood from Yan Xiaojing's thigh.

Valarilo's voice rushed into his head at this moment: the tortured guards would attack each other.

So Xiao Lingyun picked up the dog that bit his ankle and threw it at the other dog that was attacking Yan Xiaojing, and also bumped into its bite. Immediately after, two Pitbulls bit into a ball.

Seeing Yan Xiaojing falling, Xiao Lingyun ran forward in a few steps: "Yan Xiaojing......" She is bleeding.

The muzzle of the shotgun spat out flames.

Xiao Lingyun only heard a sharp whistle, and felt a burning heat on his neck, as if he had been hit by burning coals.

Amid Yan Xiaojing's screams, he turned around and saw Owens holding his shoulder against the butt of the gun, raising his gun again to aim.

In a fit of rage, Xiao Lingyun got carried away and pounced on this servant ghost recruit. Even though the muzzle of the other party's gun was pointed at his chest, he never stopped. Owens pulled the trigger, and Xiao Lingyun quickly moved his body away and swooped down to knock the person down.

His sharp teeth bit into the servant gourger's neck, tearing a hole in it alive. He then twisted Owens' head with all his might until his neck spine broke and came loose.

Xiao Lingyun turned around and walked towards Yan Xiaojing.

Then his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees.

He lowered his head suspiciously, looked at his body, and saw that there was a bloody hole the size of a melon in his abdomen.

"Xiao Lingyun!" Yan Xiaojing limped over.

"I was ...... Hit, Jingjing. ”

"I'm here, I'm by your side." She hurriedly took off her bathrobe from her body and pressed it against his stomach, "Where's your phone?" ”

His raised hand was weak and slid to the side, only to say, "In the pocket." ”

She pulled out her phone and dialed home. "Charunwang? Charunwang! Help me! Xiao Lingyun was shot in the stomach! I...... I don't know where we are......"

"Highway 22," Xiao Lingyun said angrily, "the farmhouse has a black Ford Raptor parked in front of it. ”

Yan Xiaojing repeated Xiao Lingyun's words, and pressed the wound under the nightgown with her hand: "We are in the shed, hurry up!" He's bleeding! ”

A low roar came from the left.

Xiao Lingyun and Yan Xiaojing raised their heads at the same time, the surviving pitbull was covered in blood, but it was still extremely angry, prostrate its body, and made a gesture of preparing to attack.

Yan Xiaojing did not hesitate to take out a dagger from Xiao Lingyun's arms, and also leaned down, ready to attack.

"Now hurry up, Charunwang." She covered her phone and threw it aside, "Come on, you ugly and disgusting dog, come on!" ”