The monkey is a very naughty animal, especially this kind of yellow-haired monkey, they are almost equal to the robbers in the mountains, and they are the smartest kind, these things know what people can't do with them, so the more monkeys in the scenic area, the more vicious they are.

This monkey that pounced on my back was very heavy, I really couldn't understand this kind of food scarcity, what the monkeys ate to be so fat, Liupan Mountain is already desolate, most places are similar to Taihang, Shanxi, I can't see a tree that can grow fruit for several miles. But I already know why these monkeys are like this.

I'm afraid that none of these monkeys are vegetarians, there are not many fierce beasts in the mountains, there are no tigers and leopards here, and there is not a single wolf all year round. Herbivorous critters have no natural predators, and monkeys just don't eat them.

But I really can't imagine why these monkeys would take the initiative to attack us, and judging by the old man who was almost eaten, I'm afraid the monkeys have other problems, at least normal monkeys don't take the initiative to kill humans, and how can there be such a large monkey.

The clothes behind my back were torn apart by the monkey in a few seconds, and as soon as my back was cold, I felt a paw touch it, and before I could shout, there was an instant stinging pain on my back, and this king eight lambs directly opened a hole in my back.

I was in unbearable pain, and the fat man and the old man reacted at this time, and a few more lynx landed on the ground in the alleyway, but most of them were still frantically throwing tiles at us.

The old generation was entangled by a monkey, he was not very comfortable, a monkey directly pounced on the door of the old generation, the old generation instantly raised the gun, followed by a series of nail guns binding the wall.

But the caliber of the submachine gun was too small, although the muzzle of the gun was less than half a meter away from the monkey who pounced, but not a single bullet passed through the monkey, and the monkey did not flinch at all, did not show pain at all, and still plunged straight into the head of the old generation.

At this time, I simply lost the dedication I had earlier, a big blue-faced monkey was on my back, and I don't know how big a hole in my back was, but now it hurts hotly anyway.

I thought that the old generation must be fine, so I yelled that the fat man hurried to come and save me. Only the fat man was untouched on the floor of the alleyway, and now all the roof tiles were concentrated on him. He was really overwhelmed, but when he looked at my embarrassment, he directly ignored the flying tiles, those fist-sized tiles were not vegetarian at all, which also showed the intelligence of the big blue-faced monkeys, those monkeys did not break the tiles and threw them, and those flying tiles were almost without exception sharp triangles.

The fat man was smashed into the skin, took off his clothes and waved it in the air, this trick worked very well, most of the fragments were ripped out by the fat man's coat, but before I could be happy, there was a sudden abnormal feeling of warmth on my back.

When I looked back, I saw a very horrible sight, the huge blue-faced monkey, with all its limbs on my back, its bloody mouth open in a very exaggerated way, and a tongue almost the length of my foot protruded, and the back of the tongue was full of dense fleshy spines. I saw a wave of nausea in my heart, and what I didn't expect was that the tongue stuck out and licked the wound on my back for a long time, and the warmth was caused by the big tongue.

At this point, I had to resist even if I was crushed by a crane, what kind of monkey this guy was, at least in my impression of that kind of thing, it wasn't.

The monkey was on all fours on my back, and the wound on my back was so itchy that I got up in an instant, but the weight of the monkey almost crushed me again.

I got up and rolled around several times, the wound on my back getting some dust on the ground, and the feeling almost made me breathe. But the dead monkey, which had no blood to lick it from, was now even more manic, and he picked up a large tile on the ground, and came at me half-crawling. I saw that this thing was not simple, and I was ready to kill me first.

Within a second of the monkey's reaction, I resisted, but I really didn't have anything at hand other than the submachine gun that had fallen to the ground earlier. I grabbed it almost instantaneously without much effort, and aimed at the monkey rushing up.

Long before I did, the fat man's submachine gun had gone off, and a flame shot at the big blue-faced monkey from no more than half a foot above my head. Now I'm so close to the monkey that it can touch me with just a tongue sticking out.

In a sense, I hate fat people at this time, but who calls the situation urgent. Although the caliber of the submachine gun was small, it also had enough firepower, so when the series of about six or seven bullets nailed into the monkey's head and chest, a large amount of blood still splattered.

In an instant, the air in front of me was filled with the smell of blood, mine and the monkey. Again, the bullet didn't do much damage to the monkey, and the big blue-faced monkey only took a few pains before coming towards me again.

The fat man didn't have many bullets in his magazine, and he had already shaken it clean with such a series of shots. After the bullet was exhausted, although the fat man rushed up instantly, but it was still not as fast as the monkey, I held the submachine gun in both hands, and before I could fire, the monkey crashed into it.

This is good, I don't need to aim, the monkey himself rushed to the muzzle, but the muzzle of the gun was already in the monkey's mouth at this time. My hand was jammed by the owner, and after a few exertions, the gun was not fired, and under the tyranny, I was about to withdraw my hand, but before I could exert myself, my hand was shaken.

I didn't react at all, it seemed that there was an explosion, anyway, I was not far from the muzzle of the gun, I was directly stunned, and finally I was woken up by a tile, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the face of the fat man, and he dragged me to avoid the monkey.

"Fat ...... Fatty, I thank your ancestors, sincerely. "I was in a trance, but I could still feel my face being slapped by the fat man, and it seemed that I had misunderstood the meaning of my words.

After being dragged for several meters, I relented, broke free of the fat man's arm, and as soon as I raised my hand, I saw the submachine gun still in my hand. It's just that now the gun has become a flare, and the barrel wrapped in a metal case is gone. Look at the big monkey on the ground opposite, it has lost its full shape, its whole body falls to the ground, its head doesn't know where it went, black blood is still flowing from its neck, I am covered with monkey blood all over my arms, and the disgusting smell almost didn't let me breathe when I inhaled it.

With such a sound, the monkey on the roof became even more restless, and he wanted to pull the old man to slip away, but when he looked for it in the alleyway, the person had been dragged by two monkeys to more than ten meters away from the original position.

The monkeys on the roof were restless, they were afraid of the submachine guns in our hands, and I only reacted to them when I saw their sudden abnormality. The monkeys didn't dare to come down while we could shoot at them, and some of them were huge enough to suddenly harden. But now my submachine gun was in bloom, and the monkeys saw the fat man's movements, and after a few seconds of fighting, he brushed it aside and replaced it with a dagger in his hand. When the monkeys saw that the weapons we had used were no longer effective, they tried to rush down.

"The dead monkey is going to open the meat, hurry up and run." Seeing this, the fat man roared and threw the empty submachine gun in his hand into the sky. The monkey was even more excited by the scream.

I yelled, "You're a fucking undercover agent from the monkeys." "Before I had finished speaking, a big monkey in a hurry had slipped down the alleyway, and it fell to the ground and rolled several times before it got up again and bared its teeth at us.

But to our surprise, the big monkey sniffed and suddenly seemed to be attracted to something, but then when I realized what it was that attracted it, I couldn't hold it down anymore.

I yelled in a strange voice, and ran in the direction of the old generation, and the fat man did not slack off, and followed after scolding. The first monkey to rush down was aimed at me, but I knew exactly that his target was the wound on my back, all of which were bloodthirsty monsters, and I didn't want to be sucked by those things, so I didn't hesitate to call out to the fat man and ran out in the direction of not many monkeys.

Lao Dai was dragged by two big monkeys, and he was not very comfortable, and his gun had already run out of four magazines that he had brought out, and the gun was thrown by him. At this time, he was holding a dagger and trying to get a monkey off his body.

Behind me, the running fat man followed, and when he saw this, we naturally couldn't make a detour, and with a wave of his arm, the fat man shouted, "I'll give you the one on the left, and I'll come on the right." ”

The fat man didn't care if I agreed or not, and he didn't care if I had the ability. While I was still stunned, we had already run to a position not far in front of the old generation.

The fat man flew up and rushed towards the big monkey that was pestering the old generation, but I looked at the one facing the old generation and bared his teeth, but fortunately, the big monkey looked decrepit and still had saliva in his mouth, and I took advantage of the fact that he didn't notice me, so he gritted his teeth and rushed up.

The consequence of this kick in the past is a lose-lose situation, I did not consider the factors of the wound on the back, the soles of the feet at the same time, the blood vessels of the whole body burst up, although there are no more aorta on the back, but a large number of capillaries still instantly broke the blood scab that has coagulated, my back is warm, but it is too late to stop the bleeding, and the foot kicked the monkey's head at the same time, the monkey flew out, and I also flew out with it.