After eating and drinking again, Sheng Qingru took the medical plaster in the backpack, calmly naked, came to the beach and began to wash and bandage her body, the afternoon sun smeared a layer of bright gold on Sheng Qingru's body full of bruises, purple, red and black pieces, she greeted the sun without shame, spread her legs wide, and picked out small stones and other things from the wounds in her private parts, as if she was dealing with a piece of wood. Finally, the sting pain of the sea water made her somewhat numb body regain the feeling of being human, and even, Sheng Qingru liked this sting a little, which made her feel that she was still alive, instead of being at the mercy of a man like a plaything.

After the bandaging was over, the food in the stomach had been converted into physical strength, Sheng Qingru felt weak but really alive, and came to the male corpse again, this time, Sheng Qingru had the strength to turn the male corpse and take off the other party's clothes. Only then did she realize that under the man's wide trench coat, he was carrying a strange-looking gun with a rectangular magazine, which looked much larger than a pistol, but it was not the usual rifle on TV.

Putting the strange gun aside, Sheng Qingru first put on the fat clothes on his body, simply tightened the parts that hindered his movement, and began to tidy up the backpack with not many supplies left, at the bottom of the backpack were several packets of chocolates pressed into strange shapes, two magazines full of bullets and scattered bullets, a crowbar, a dagger, and a guide to the use of small arms with rough printing and the fragrance of ink.

With the implementation of the armed militia plan, this kind of hand-to-use guide was almost all over the streets, but Sheng Qingru had never cared about it before the riots broke out, but now, as if she had found a treasure, she hurriedly looked at it with reference to the strange gun......

The sun was setting in the west, and the male duck looked at the more than 20 civilians cowering in the material warehouse, quite interested, and he was wondering whether to drive these civilians to be pathfinders in the community that had not yet been surveyed, when gunshots and screams suddenly came from the door of the warehouse! Before the duck could call for someone to see what had happened to the thug in charge of guarding the door, the half-hidden door of the warehouse had been pushed open by a slender but not thin arm! A figure is reflected in the eyes of everyone in the warehouse by the setting sun!

The male duck squinted at the slanted light of the sunset, squinting at the seemingly familiar figure, especially when he saw the bruised and swollen face clearly, he woke up in horror!

It's Dirty B!

Without waiting for the male duck to give an order, standing not far from the warehouse door, the two thugs who realized that they were not good had already brandished the sticks in their hands and screamed and pounced towards Sheng Qingru! Even if Sheng Qingru was holding a strange-looking gun in her hand, in the final analysis, they definitely didn't believe that a woman could shoot accurately at such a short distance! The two unlucky guys at the door must have died under the sneak attack of the woman! As long as the woman is stunned or closes her eyes for even a second under the screaming and wielding stick, the two thugs have the confidence to take her down with the stick!

Da-da, da-da.

The two thugs rushed to a distance of less than two meters from Sheng Qingru and fell to their knees.

"What do you want to do? I'm telling you! Someone behind me! If you mess around......"

Sheng Qingru didn't answer, her cold gaze was enough to freeze everything.

Knowing that things can't be good, the male duck simply closed his mouth, he is not the two *** thugs who charge at the muzzle, hiding behind the crowd and aiming at the seventy-nine micro rush in Sheng Qingru's hand, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, there are only seven bullets in the five-four style in his hand, and he fired two or three shots today, and Sheng Qingru's submachine gun with more than a dozen bullets at the bottom, the distance between the two is twenty meters away, with the marksmanship that he has never practiced at all, the chance of winning is definitely not big.

After rolling his eyes twice, the male duck became aware of his voice and simply shouted at the back of the crowd, "You bastards are going to grab her gun!" Just go! Otherwise, if I count to three, one of you will die!" Immediately I shot me in the head! ”

Not to mention, this trick is really spiritual!

Civilians, who had been frightened by the mob, clearly felt that a scarred girl was holding a ' Pistol', certainly not as terrible as those thugs who kill people at every turn, driven by the voice of the male duck, surrounded Sheng Qingru very slowly, some of them were flexible and even persuaded Sheng Qingru to take pity on them, put down the gun and surrender, otherwise these poor people who had broken their families and friends would be beaten to death by the mob, and some of the fierce guys did not dare to confront the thugs, scolding the tall and not strong enough woman in front of him, but he dared to change his tricks and become dirty, obviously trying to please the male duck, hoping to be promoted from a civilian to a subordinate of the male duck。

Looking at the ugly faces of the group of people in front of her, Sheng Qingru still didn't say a word, her cold face didn't have the slightest color, no one expected that she would really lower her gun in the midst of everyone's scolding and pleading!

The male duck thought that the trick had succeeded, and the momentum of the people suddenly rose, and the bold ones were already about to rush up and seize Sheng Qingru's invitation for merit and reward, Sheng Qingru very calmly reached into the backpack on his body with his backhand, and pulled out a beer bottle with a strip of cloth stuffed at the mouth, and at the same time, the lighter taken out of his trouser pocket with his left hand had already shot out an orange inch-long flame!

Seeing beer bottles and flames in the gap of the crowd, the duck suddenly felt that something was wrong! He immediately raised his hand and shot at Sheng Qingru indiscriminately, shouting in his mouth: "Stop her!" Otherwise, everyone will die! ”

It's late.

The self-inflicted cleverness of the male duck's voice made him lose his shooting range, and the people who were driven away by his bewitchment and coercion became Sheng Qingru's meat shield, and a few random shots all hit the people in front of Sheng Qingru! No matter how stupid a person is, he can understand what the strips of cloth, the beer bottle, the half bottle of unknown liquid, and the lighter mean together, and these civilians who are so despicable that they can sell everything as long as they live do not have the courage to pounce forward, so they can only retreat desperately, crying and crying for their mothers, and crying out for retreat!

Facing the setting sun, accompanied by mournful screams, thick smoke reached the sky, and fire, fierce, cheerful, and excitedly burned.

Fire, burns all the time.