Xu is the reason for the long-term processing of demon-breaking bullets, and the fingers of Zhang Wei and Xiao An have long been exercised quite flexibly.

There were three boxes of anti-infantry mines, which seemed quite a lot when stacked, but in the busy work of the two of them, they were only thrown away in two or three minutes.

The next thing to do is naturally to enter the nearest room and wake up a little manpower for them to guard the doorway.

Even in Zhang Wei's heart, he couldn't wait to find the senior brother immediately.

However, he still had to resort to such a method, because this was the most appropriate way, after all, the number of prisoners in such a large military camp had already exceeded 10,000, and if he went to find them one by one, God knows when he would find them.

In order not to be misunderstood by the people who woke up, so as to make some mess.

When Zhang Wei took Xiao An to the nearest Yongdao, he had already taken off the sack on his head.

However, when the two of them walked into the nearest corridor, they suddenly stood still, because he actually saw a familiar face at the end of the corridor.

The one who fought with himself in the competition of the strongest person in the world: Long Xiaoying.

At this time, this genius disciple of the younger generation of the Long family was carrying Zhang Wei's Daguan knife on his shoulder, but he was followed by two guards with sacks on his head.

And one of the guards was dragging the unconscious elder brother in his hands.

When Zhang Wei first looked over, they were talking and laughing, until they found Zhang Wei and the two who appeared at the end of the corridor, and then they stopped.

It can be seen that Long Xiaoying's identity is not simple.

"Damn! Long Xiaoyun, a bastard, is in league with these mysterious people at all. Looking at this scene, Zhang Wei came to such a conclusion in his heart.

At the moment when he first saw Zhang Wei, Long Xiaoying's face was obviously flustered.

Obviously, he also knew that if the secret of his collusion with these mysterious people was exposed, it would be a catastrophe not only for him, but also for the Chuan Guilong family.

However, he quickly reacted, and it seemed that he was the hunter.

As long as Zhang Wei is killed, then everything will not be exposed, so there is nothing to worry about at all, and even he can have some fun now, taking revenge for the deep hatred that Zhang Wei defeated in front of tens of thousands of people.

"Hey, hey, isn't this our strongest man in the world, Zhang Wei, the little junior brother of Longhu Mountain. ”

In a tone full of ridicule, Long Xiaoying began to speak:

"Even the strange poison of the Divine Sect can be broken by a way, you kid is going to heaven, now should I kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, beg you to let me go." ”

Zhang Wei didn't seem to hear the ridicule in the other party's mouth.

Zhengse said: "Of course, if you are a defeated general like you, you should surrender quickly, and if you can explain everything, I promise not to kill you." ”

Like a wild cat that was stepped on its tail, Long Xiaoying, who was stung by the word 'defeated by his subordinates', stung her sensitive little heart, no longer had the slightest intention of continuing to ridicule Zhang Wei.

Even under the not very bright oil lamp, Zhang Wei seemed to be able to see the face of this goods, and he instantly turned blue.

Long Xiaoying, who had a blue face, shook the Daguan knife in his hand, and immediately it was a BGM of "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", which sounded extremely abruptly.

After clenching the handle of the knife with both hands, Long Xiaoying said as if he had pronounced a sentence in his mouth:

"I admit it, Zhang Wei, you kid is indeed a genius, you can think of such a weird way to use the talisman, you can get the first place in the world, and you can rely on your strength to play it out, my Long Xiaoying is indeed inferior to you. ”

"But so what? without this big knife, your kid's strength is just first-class, I can easily kill you, and a dead genius, even if there is no development potential, it is meaningless~"

"Sand sculpture!" Zhang Wei directly interrupted the braggadocio in Long Xiaoying's mouth with such words.

Every minute now, for Zhang Wei, it is a major matter related to the life and death of many people, according to Long Xiaoying's crooked chirping, like a broken mouth old lady's posture, when will the nonsense be over.

As a proud figure of the Son of Heaven, Long Xiaoying is estimated to have never been called such a 'sand sculpture'.

In an instant, this thing was a little fried, and his mouth shouted in disbelief: "What are you talking about?"

"Sand sculpture! You're a sand sculpture. Zhang Wei picked up the conversation perfectly.

Then he really couldn't continue to ink, lifted the cotton coat on his body, and pointed the Bayi bar behind him at Long Xiaoying: "You sand sculpture, I have a gun...... Lao Tzu"

"What if you have a gun?" When he roared, Long Xiaoying finally moved.

Because of the narrow passage, he couldn't swing the broadsword into a brilliant sword, but the creature raised the broadsword with both hands, and planned to cut it down from the beginning.

is completely planning to rely on his own strength, and after taking a few shots, he will also kill Zhang Wei.

At the same time, the two guards with sacks on their heads, after glancing at each other, also pulled out the Ling Chi knife on their waists and rushed up together.

Compared with Long Xiaoying, there is obviously a considerable gap in their strength.

At first they were three or four paces away, and in the blink of an eye, they were seven or eight paces away.

If someone else were here, Long Xiaoying's idea would indeed be fine.

With his strong strength, a 7.62*39 mm caliber bullet, as long as it is not a coincidence that it hits his fragile eye socket, he can only be injured and not killed.

The problem is that with Zhang Wei's unscientific and accurate marksmanship, if the bullet is replaced with a demon-breaking bullet, then the situation is different.

When the bullets hit, Long Xiaoying originally thought that he would be able to dodge most of them.

But in fact, those bullets, as if they had predicted his dodge position, were highly accurate and scary, and most of them hit his head and face.

If that's all it takes, it's great to be out of phase.

What's even worse is that the power of those bullets is beyond his imagination, and the true yuan he fully protects at the head and face position does not seem to have much effect.

When he was hit by a bullet, he could even reach the skull of his own head and face, the sound of cracking......

In the magazine of the eighty-one bar, when the thirty rounds of demon-breaking bullets were only twenty-four, the sand sculpture Long Xiaoying fell on the way to charge.

I don't care about appreciating this thing, that moving posture of falling to the ground.

Zhang Wei added the remaining bullets to the two guards, and when he fired at Long Xiaoying just now, Xiao An had already taken out two shell snatches and fired suppressively at the two guards.

There was no suspense, and after the remaining six bullets were gone, the two guards also followed in Long Xiaoying's footsteps.

The problem was that the loud gunshots had probably attracted the attention of those outside, and Zhang Wei threw the diagonal canvas bag into Xiao An's arms.

shouted loudly: "Xiao An, save people immediately, I'll go and stop the guys outside." ”

When running towards the doorway, Zhang Wei quickly replaced the Bayi bar in his hand with a new magazine, and at this time, he was still ten meters away from the door.

But suddenly, a series of explosions sounded outside the doorway.

Zhang Wei knew that it was the mysterious people who rushed in after hearing the news, and stepped on the huge movement of the anti-infantry mine.