"What are you going to do!"

Looking at the muzzle of the gun, and the fingers that began to pull again, Mo Ran felt his pupils shrink instantly.

"What? I'm going to do it. Death to you! Dry. Death to you dogs. Mother. Raised! You bastards, dogs. Day. Fuck it! ”

The angry and hideous face, the hoarse roar, was like a wild beast that had completely lost its mind and rage, and there was nothing but anger in its eyes.

Mo Ran felt despair instantly fill his body.

"Wasn't he killed by a monster, but he was killed by his own people?"

I can't help but feel very ridiculous, but now he doesn't even have the strength to move away, what can he do!

"Ka~Ka~~"

It's just that just when he was desperately waiting for death, the sound of "click, click~" I don't know if it was stuck or there was no bullet instantly made him see hope again.

"Don't be impulsive, everyone is your own person, have you forgotten that I saved you before!"

"Save your mom B! Lao Tzu doesn't want to live anymore, Lao Tzu just wants to kill all of you miscellaneous pieces! Die! All to Lao Tzu to die! ”

Qiu Wei roared angrily, roaring like a beast, and kept pulling the trigger in his hand, making a series of "click~click~~" sounds.

Although not a single bullet came out of it, he didn't seem to notice, but shouted excitedly, as if all the people in front of him had been reduced to ashes by his anger.

Mo Ran felt that this person was a little sad, and fear and anger had completely destroyed his reason.

Even Qiu Yu next to his feet is also stupid, although he is awake, he is already delirious, even if he is not crazy, he is stupid.

How much such sorrow will such a world create?

But it was far from the time for him to sympathize, and not far from them, there was the body of a soldier lying there, and there was also a gun beside him.

So taking advantage of this time, he tried to squeeze out a little strength, turned over and went to the other side of the mastiff king.

With the powerful body of the Mastiff King as a meat shield, as long as he recovers some strength, what threat can he pose to a madman like this without weapons.

Sure enough, Qiu Wei saw Mo Ran's movements, and the next moment it was as if he realized that the gun in his hand was out of bullets.

Then he looked around in confusion, and saw another gun not far away, so he immediately ran to pick it up, and began to fire frantically without stopping at all.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The sound instantly went from far to near, and then there were flying stones flying past his ears, and Mo Ran curled up tightly on the side of the mastiff king, completely hiding his body on the back, so as to avoid the bullet hitting his body.

However, the Mastiff King, who also lost all his strength, was not as lucky as him, even if Qiu Wei's marksmanship was poor, with its huge body only a distance of one or twenty meters, it was really easy to hit.

Immediately, several bullets hit its body one after another, making it let out a "whoop~" scream.

But what a proud and powerful mastiff king he was, but at this moment he could only be ravaged like a dead dog, and even used as a meat shield, so the sorrowful cry was even more aggrieved and angry.

A dozen bullets were swept away in an instant, and the mastiff king's body was also punched with several blood holes, so painful that it kept screaming angrily.

Mo Ran was not injured because he hid in time.

But he can't go on like this, now he doesn't say a bullet, just a knife can kill him, for such a madman, he fully believes that he will do it.

It's just how to think, but there is no way, peeking at it, Qiu Wei over there is already looking for a new gun.

And maybe because it couldn't kill the two of them, the anger in his eyes was obviously even worse.

"Hey, dead dog, do you still have the strength, if you don't want to die, quickly pounce and bite him to death, do you want to die in such a humiliating death."

But what can be done to make a madman with a knife and a gun who can't move, even if he can't move reluctantly?

So the only hope in front of him is the mastiff king who has also encountered the same situation next to him, and he only hopes to provoke it to solve this madman first.

Even if he dies in its mouth later, if he has to choose the humiliation of dying at the hands of his own people, it is definitely the latter.

"Wang~"

It seemed that he completely understood Mo Ran's words, maybe it was the anger of calling it a dead dog, which made his body move, but it was only moving, and seeing this, Mo Ran's heart suddenly turned cold.

But the next moment, a mocking voice sounded directly in my head:

"Stupid human, don't think about provoking me to do things for you, as a natural king, how can I be subject to your little tricks.

Oh, you humans are ridiculously small, but a little despair can make you lose your self-esteem and become a madman who is inferior to a beast. ”

“……”

Mo Ran was a little dumbfounded, this mastiff king could not only fully understand what he meant, but also could even transmit telepathy in the fantasy world?

But for this, after so much experience, there is nothing strange about this almost completely alien world.

"What? Surprised? This is just my basic skill as a natural king who has been given by the heavens.

If I hadn't met a madman like you, I would have killed all these people a long time ago, and how could I still be humiliated like this. ”

"A heavenly king?"

This word obviously made Mo Ran a little curious, but he didn't think much about it, just continued to mock.

"Born a king? Isn't it just a dead dog, I think you have a lot of meat, I'll let him kill it later, and I think you can have a few hot pot meals.

Compared to you, I'm much better, at most I'm just dead, alas, pitiful~"

"Roar~"

As soon as these words came out, the self-proclaimed natural king, who had just said that he would not be provoked, immediately exploded like a cat with its tail stepped on.

"Shut up, you humans, you are so hateful, not only do you treat us like pets, but you even eat our flesh and drink our blood.

Hypocrisy, hypocrisy, never the slightest sincerity, I want you to die, all of them die! ”

"Heh~, it seems to be really remarkable, but it's not like a dead dog lying here to be slaughtered, who doesn't know if it's big.

If it weren't for your own incompetence, how would you be what you say.

This world has always been like this, and as for the so-called pity, it is just boring to add some fun to yourself after becoming a venerable;

Demonstrate one's own strength by portraying oneself in the image of God and showing mercy to those who are weaker than oneself. Of course, that's only if it's not too offensive to their interests. ”