The frenzied slaughter is already one-sided.

The slashing and killing without the cost made all the Tulang men close to madness, making them more and more unscrupulous to vent their fears and arrogance.

The submachine guns of the seven guards with knives ...... squirted out like a string of fire dragons, facing the zombies who disdained them, or the zombies who charged, and the thieves who pressed the guns steadily.

Maybe an excellent person is so infectious, he becomes a light, he can illuminate the people around him, and when the people around him are illuminated, he will emit a stronger light and combat power.

Maybe his hands are sore, or the efficiency of the riot gun is not high, the second master took out the two pistols on his waist and fired in unison, which is called a pleasing to the eye, and the appearance of an old man with two guns is unparalleled in the world.

"Tut-tut, my second uncle really has a top-level talent, hahahaha, this shot wants your head to bloom! This shot will break your liver and intestines! This shot wants you to say bye-bye! The second uncle muttered to himself and enjoyed it.

"You never know how good you are! Later, my appearance will definitely be the focus of attention and become the focus of 10,000 people! I don't know if the look of my bullet reminds everyone of Rambo? Macho man, ahhh "The second master is not slow in his hands, but the thoughts in his heart are faster.

The seven people, just looking at the crazy and focused output of the second master, worship even more, how can this selfless excellent old man be so respectful, making people unconsciously want to worship at his feet!

"Buzz!" Chainsaw Maniac Ozawa's chainsaw wielded more diligently, even though his hands were weak, but that feeling had been supporting him, making him not want to have a moment of relaxation and stagnation.

Especially at present, when the zombies moths are fighting the fire and leaving a back to him, how to keep him from going crazy, how not to let him be ecstatic in his heart, and how can he be treated with a momentary muscle ache?

"Cool, it's really cool! Grandpa invites you to eat a big chainsaw, grandpa invites you to eat a severed head meal! Hahaha! ”

His voice sounded much better, but his crazy appearance was the same as the beginning, and his selfless laughter was no different from that of a zombie......

After all, a normal person who laughs wildly and sings nonsense songs? Listen carefully, what are you singing? Refreshing? Cool? Or did Grandpa invite you to a big chainsaw?

Dasha was right next to him, and he didn't mind if Ozawa was crazy or cool.

There was only more envy in his eyes, the weapon was too rigid, and the whistling sound made people want to fire unconsciously, how good would it be if he had one?

Come to think of it, what can I do?

It's cool to grab it for yourself, but it is inevitable to be criticized, and then sent to the middle-aged and elderly women's cooking group of the second uncle......

But this also aroused Dasha's competitive spirit, and he must have one for the exemplary title of "Battle Hero"! That's what he told his sister!

"Die! Die! death! Grandpa invites you to eat machetes! Grandpa invites you to dinner! It's your brains that eat, and your pus, hey! Dasha also sang.

It's just that these lyrics make people shudder, and the things that roar have no beauty, no rhythm, and no tone at all.

It sounds like it's fatal, and it's easy to make people feces and urine on the spot.

Ran Xiong naturally heard the terrifying singing voices of those two, and wondered if the perverted temperament would be contagious? The stupid man who was holding his head high, proud and full of confidence on the training ground became like this?

Therefore, Ran Xiong is even more determined to carry out a plan to psychologically comfort them.

"Second brother, tell the second uncle to order a good dish on the hour, and when the battle is over, let's invite the guys on the other side to eat, this is a great favor!" Ran Xiong dealt with the zombies one by one, and did not forget to give orders to Ran Jun.

Of course, Ran Jun is not slow in his hands, he is good at using a big horse saber, because he feels that the powerful and heavy appearance of the big horse knife can make him more manly.

But Ran Feng on the side rushed to speak: "Big brother, I don't know if I should talk about something?" ”

"Tell me, Wen Xuan, where did you get the problem?"

"Uh...... Big brother, your sword-wielding guard of seven is gone, you know? Ran Feng said hesitantly.

"Huh? It seems like that's the case, where did all the dogs go? Ran Xiong's expression was hideous, he would never allow any deserters to appear!

"This is the situation I want to tell you, they followed the second master sneakily before, and I didn't pay attention to it. But I learned about it later, and said that the second uncle was going to take them to make meritorious contributions. Ran Feng cut down a zombie and continued, "So I guess that the other side may be the seven guards with knives carried by the second master. ”

"Huh?" Ran Xiong and Ran Jun were surprised at the same time, this friendly army was really a friendly army.

Then turn the battlefield to the other side.

He is still the brightest firefly in the dark night, graceful and extraordinary, even if the embarrassing beard is just embellished with a stronger masculinity on his resolute face!

He is the second master who is outstanding!

"Move closer to me, there will be about ten minutes left to solve the battle, and now you can't use guns or grenades, because it's easy to accidentally injure the clansmen!" The second master finally stopped killing, he slowly inserted the pistol back into his waist, lit a cigarette by himself, and swallowed the clouds.

The seven guards with knives naturally didn't dare not listen, and quickly assembled, because the second master at this moment is not only a searchlight for their lives, but also a matchmaker who can hold his mother-in-law's hot kang head in the future!

The fire was still burning, but the battle was nearing its end.

The Tulang clan won a big victory, winning the first battle after the victory!

"Second uncle, let's just concave like this?" Mao Tsai looked at his second uncle with a mirror and asked puzzledly.

"It's not us, it's me!" The second uncle tugged back the ends of his hair and continued, "You all roll into the car for me and watch quietly!" If you dare to be disobedient, hehe, there is no mother-in-law! ”

Hearing this, the seven guards with knives dared to be verbose, and rushed to the car one by one, for fear that running slowly would make the second master uncomfortable.

The second uncle nodded, he was really teachable.

The second master slowly climbed to the hood and sat down, then put the riot gun on his thigh, and then took out the pistol with both hands and raised it high, instantly changing into a silent and stiff expression, looking so resolute and resolute!

As if he had forgotten something, the second uncle took out a red ribbon and tied it to his head numbly, showing the demeanor of a generation of werewolves!

The car drove slowly and rhythmically, passing through the area of thick smoke where the grease burned and the rotting corpse stenched.

"My day, the person in the smoke seems to be the second master!"

"Really! It turns out that the friendly army is the second master, which is so cool! ”

"Tut-tut, excellent!"

The second master is still sitting upright, even if he can't stand the stench, even if the vehicle is slightly bumpy, he always has wide eyes and tears, and he has never dodged.

Because, to be as good as him is, is to enjoy the inner peace of mind at this moment!