"Please, let me go!"

A newcomer who was caught up was busy kowtowing to them, but was ruthlessly stabbed through with a knife.

Looking at these people who were also from the refugee camp, with yellow and thin faces, his eyes dilated in disbelief, and he collapsed with his hands on the wounds on his chest.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da."

"There's someone over here!"

"Right ahead!"

There were all kinds of shouts on the edge of the woods, and those pursuers brandished the machetes in their hands, chasing Leng Hao and his party who were fleeing in all directions.

Killing between humans happens every day, and they like to do the beating of water dogs.

It's just that they forget that in these dense woods, the role of guns is not as great as they think.

Like a cheetah, Leng Hao suddenly appeared behind several pursuers with ecstatic faces.

The knife in his hand mercilessly stabbed an enemy in the chest, then kicked the enemy on the side, and once again flew into the jungle on the side.

After all, for these refugees with yellow faces and thin muscles, who were just holding a machete, Leng Hao's current combat power was much stronger.

"Quick! Get him! ”

"We've found the boss!"

The chasers did not realize their situation and instead shouted excitedly.

Leng Hao scurried around in the jungle, and there were more and more pursuers following him.

"Ouch!"

"My feet, my feet!"

Suddenly, a man clutched his feet and fell to the ground screaming.

I saw that he had a trap made of scrap steel strips on his feet, and he was drenched in blood.

The people around him who were stimulated by Wang Debiao's large reward didn't care about him at all, and continued to chase Leng Hao not far away.

However, the appearance of one trap after another, and the increasingly sparse shouts in the woods, made these people feel terrified.

And at this time, Leng Hao suddenly appeared.

"Bullet time!"

As Leng Hao slashed down the three of them with a clean breath, and with the crossbow arrows that kept shooting from behind him, these pursuers began to turn around and flee.

"Help! Help! ”

"Run!"

The leader in front of him is not something that these miscellaneous soldiers can deal with.

Looking at these guys who had escaped, Leng Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, let's find someone!"

Wang Debiao gathered many refugees to join his team, which made his team huge, but these guys who can only fight with the wind collapse very quickly.

Leng Hao suppressed the strange sound in his throat, causing these miscellaneous soldiers to flee in panic.

And their escape caused panic among others.

The whole momentum of the chase became slow.

"Jiang Mingrui!"

Jiang Mingrui brandished his mountain knife and looked to his side vigilantly, and Li Haoran, who was behind him, was standing beside his mother, almost pulling the trigger of the rifle in his hand.

"Just the three of you?"

Leng Hao threw away the drill ring on his head and rushed out, and behind him, Jiang Xiaoyu also ran out with a happy face.

"Brother Hao?"

All three were pleasantly surprised.

"Has anyone been hurt? Be vigilant. ”

Leng Hao looked at Jiang Mingrui with satisfaction, and sure enough, the old brother could trust it.

"No, Brother Hao, you made the movement just now?"

Leng Hao nodded.

The enemies who were originally chasing Jiang Mingrui and them were now moving slowly, giving them a chance to breathe.

This made Jiang Mingrui and the others overjoyed, it turned out that everything was done by Leng Hao.

"Let's go find someone else."

The drills that had been practiced in that bomb shelter were now of a little use.

Compared to the chasers who rarely go into the jungle, the people of the Rat Expedition can be much more relaxed in the jungle.

…………

"Let's go, let's go!"

Zhang Ye dejectedly threw down the Type 95 rifle with empty magazines, and held the mountain knife tightly in his hand.

Looking at the four or five men in front of him, he was actually timid.

But Zhang Ye, who was born in a refugee camp, knew that he had just killed more than one person, and now even if he surrendered, there would be no good result.

The two newcomers in front of them who were stabbed to death completely cut off any of Zhang Ye's thoughts.

"Zhang Ye, you!"

Song Xiaya took the little girl Wang Min next to her and looked at him in disbelief.

In fact, in the entire small team, Zhang Ye, a somewhat lascivious guy, Song Xiaya did not have much good feelings.

"Let's go! Find Brother Hao to avenge Lao Tzu! ”

Zhang Ye's eyes were red and he roared loudly.

He is actually not a hero, but at least the time of the Rat Expedition is the most comfortable time for Zhang Ye.

"Come on!"

Just as Zhang Ye was yelling, the four or five men opposite him rushed up, the knives in their hands flashed, and they fought with Zhang Ye.

"Tear up!"

The heavy labor protection clothes couldn't stop the impact of these steel products, and soon, Zhang Ye's body was drenched in blood, and large areas of blood stained him red.

"Little sister, go quickly, go to your father, go to Leng Hao!"

Song Xiaya pushed Wang Min hard, picked up the crossbow in her hand, and shot a crossbow arrow, but it only hit a man's shoulder.

"Hey, hey, woman!"

The man turned his head to look at Song Xiaya, who was wearing a cloak, showing his yellow teeth and smirking smugly.

He hadn't tasted a woman's body in a long time.

Looking at Song Xiaya in front of her, another man broke away from the ranks besieging Zhang Ye and walked towards Song Xiaya with a cruel smile.

"Ahh

Zhang Ye was stabbed again, and he frantically waved the mountain knife in his hand, but there was a helpless wry smile in his heart.

"Lao Tzu is stupid to play with his life like this!"

"But what else can I do but play with my life!"

Looking at these miscellaneous soldiers in front of him, Zhang Ye's heart was full of despair.

"Ahhh

Song Xiaya held the dagger she was used to, looked at the man with golden eyes in front of her, and let out a terrible roar from her throat.

It's finally time for her not to be a plaything for these men!

In fact, being a rat and finally dying in the jungle is her fate.

Just as Song Xiaya's mind was thinking back to what she had experienced in the past year or so, she seemed to realize that the pictures that appeared most in her mind were the things she had done with Leng Hao.

"It's a pity that I'll never see that actor again!"

When the dagger in Song Xiaya's hand was knocked away and the whole person fell to the grass without strength, a burst of sadness surged in the woman's heart.

But the next moment, there was a hint of ecstasy in Song Xiaya's eyes.

A figure burst out of the bushes and stabbed the smiling man in front of her in the abdomen.

A large amount of blood even splattered on the woman's face, but she let out a somewhat silvery laughter.