Steve walked towards Loriv suddenly, leaned down, and looked down at the back of Lorifu's hand, the back of his left hand was as smooth as ever, but there was a clear bite mark on the back of his right hand, which was obviously bleeding and was now scabbed.

"What does this mean?" Steve frowned and looked at Fang Shaoping.

"Steve, don't listen to his! This guy is a murderer! Bastards who kill good people indiscriminately! We must not keep him! Andre next to him yelled.

He actually wanted to shoot Fang Shaoping and kill him, but Fang Shaoping's muzzle was always pointed at Luta in his arms, which made Andre throw a mouse.

Because human nerves have inertial reactions.

Fang Shaoping's gun was pointed at Luta, his nerves remained vigilant, and the order he subconsciously gave to his body was bound to be that once the other party shot, he would shoot without hesitation.

Therefore, even if Andre suddenly shot Fang Shaoping in the heart, Fang Shaoping's body would instinctively pull the trigger and shoot at least one bullet.

Steve is definitely a little clever, this guy didn't directly listen to Andre's words, but at this moment, he slowly got up, came to Fang Shaoping, and said coldly:

"What evidence do you have?"

"It depends on who bit her hand."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Steve looked at Luta, but also the old man with the accordion, the old woman with the driver, Tucker with a foot injury, and Lily, who had a band-aid on the back of her right hand, all stared at Luta.

When these women were playing cards, they were chatting next to them, and although they didn't know who won and who lost, they knew who was bitten, who was bitten and screamed, and who was bitten to the point of bleeding.

The first point of bleeding was Luta, who first bit Lorife, and then both of them bit Lily at the same time.

"You mean ......"

Steve's face showed a fierce look, and he suddenly strode up to the pained Luta, pointed to Luta's obviously swollen right forearm, and said coldly:

"Roll up her sleeves and I'll see!"

Andrei's expression changed, and he immediately defended:

"Steve, what do you mean? Do you listen to the side of the letter? What are you suspecting? Suspect that Luta has long been infected with corpse poison, and she is deliberately biting others to infect others? Do this when you're sober? Do you think we're all fools? ”

Everyone is right to think about it, no one is stupid enough to bite people everywhere when they are sober, not to mention whether Luta is infected with corpse poison or not, even if she is infected with corpse poison, Andre should keep a low profile with her, live one more day is a day, don't be discovered by everyone, and wait until the day of her corpse poison attack, and then shoot her to death, this is the behavior that normal people should have.

Wouldn't biting someone now be unpleasant, and what if someone was suspected?

Steve narrowed his eyes and suddenly snapped:

"I don't care! Roll up her sleeves and show me! If she hadn't been injured, or if it was a normal wound, I'd be on your side and I'd take the gun and destroy the party together! Show me! Masturbate! ”

Steve's eyes kept moving back and forth between Luta's cuffs and Andre's face, he finally found out that there was a problem, Andre's expression was absolutely abnormal, after Luta was shot by a gun, he began to sweat profusely, trembling all over, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his expression was extremely painful.

Shot in the shoulder, it is impossible to have such a reaction in a short time!

Steve's gaze swept over Luta's visibly swollen left arm again, and Andre's deliberate blocking movements, Steve, who was accustomed to speculating on others with the utmost malice, understood it all at once.

He suddenly pointed the pistol in his hand at Andrei's head, and said with a fierce expression:

"You damn bastard! Hiding it from us for so long! You couple are so bad! It's already a big sin to be infected with corpse poison and hide it secretly, and you are trying to infect more people by playing cards to punish people when you are sober! It's so bad to the soul! I'm going to break you today......"

Bang!

Andre shot decisively and aimed a shot at Steve's eyebrows.

Bang!

Almost at the same moment, another shot rang out.

Andrei's left eye socket was pierced.

Steve's expression froze, and he immediately fell to the ground.

And Andre didn't have any time to relax, and fell to the ground and died.

Fang Shaoping sighed in his heart, his marksmanship was really average, he just aimed at Andre's eyebrows, but it hit him in the eye socket.

But the goal is the same, that is, to kill with one hit!

Bang!

The third shot rang out, and now it was Fang Shaoping's turn to scream, his left hand holding the gun was pierced by a bullet!

"Yo yo yo! Kill people with guns, Fang, it's really yours! ”

The burial dragon walked out of the shadow around the corner, he had a gun in his hand, but it was obviously not the gun he fired just now, because he hit Fang Shaoping and the attack was ineffective.

Behind him are CJ and Bart with vicious expressions, and these two have obviously become the henchmen of the Burial Dragon.

CJ used the still smoking gun in his hand to point a few times Shaoping, and said with a cruel smile:

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, you bastard, dare to lock up Lao Tzu! Look at how Lao Tzu cleans you up! ”

"Fang! How are you!? ”

Anna had already run to Fang Shaoping's side, skillfully wrapping Fang Shaoping's right hand with the gauze in her hand.

"Pick up the gun." Fang Shaoping lowered his voice.

The corner of Anna's eye jumped, and she suddenly crouched down to pick up the gun on the ground.

Bang!!

CJ shot Anna on the ground in front of her, sending a spark that made Anna stand up in fright.

"Guns, don't count on you, wait for everyone's judgment on you!"

The burial dragon pointed at Fang Shaoping and smiled at the other people who were stunned:

"This is clearly a murderer, he shot Andrei, and Andrei was not bitten, so we have to shoot him, and whoever tries to protect him is the enemy of all of us."

The burial dragon glanced at Bart and said:

"Take your backpack off!"

Barter nodded, took off the backpack on his back, put it on the table, and opened it, which contained more than a dozen pistols and magazines.

The burial dragon looked around at the crowd:

"I guess Kenneth and Michael must have heard the gunshots and will soon rush down to protect this murderer, so we must contend with this evil force, agree with me, be on my side, kill those who dare to protect the side, and come and get the guns."

Seeing that no one moved, the smile on the burial dragon's face became gloomy:

"Anyone who disagrees with me, or tries to disagree, I'm sorry, I'll see it as Fang's accomplice, as having the same dangerous urge to kill the good guys, so I'll have to get rid of it here in advance, for now, give you ten seconds. Ten...... Nine...... Eight ......"