The clown in the center of the phalanx was hideous under his heavy makeup, and the blood-stained dagger swirled and flew at its fingertips, like the scythe of death, ready to harvest the lives of the two at any time.

It rode a horse, desperately squeezing towards Xu Weiyan and the two of them, and the surrounding horses worked together to block the way forward, but the clown didn't care so much, and the horses in front of him were all stabbed with sharp knives to end their lives. The fate of the poor herd of horses was already miserable and desolate, and now they are like fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.

Xu Wei looked at it, his heart ached, and he only sighed that he was incapable of protecting this group of horses. If you want to live, you still need to rely on the efforts of this group of horses, which is really a nest!

Xu Wei's self-blame Yan introspection looked at it in his eyes, both of them were like candles in the wind, living for a long time, how could they have any ability to save others. Not to mention people, these horses, they can't save them

However, Yan Zijiu looked at Xu Wei's painful appearance, he still slid out the gun hidden in the cuff, and grabbed the horse's back with one hand. Holding the gun tightly in one hand, he turned around and squinted, aiming at the clown's huge red nose.

The bullet made of compressed air shot out angrily with fluctuations, and the huge sound shook Yan Zizi's tinnitus for a short time.

"Good guy, why didn't you notice such a loud sound during the last experiment." Yan thought to herself.

"Smack!" The bullet grazed the Joker's nose, cutting its red nose in half and striking the wall, leaving a bottomless bullet hole in the wall.

The power and speed were twice as high as the previous ordinary bullets, but they couldn't hit the clown like this, and they narrowly avoided it.

Yan Zijiu preliminarily estimated that the lethality of his current pistol was no less than that of an ordinary anti-materiel sniper rifle! Penetrating power is even better!

And because of the use of air compression, there is a constant supply of bullets, so there is no need to worry about running out of bullets at all.

It's a pity that this thing is not worth mentioning in front of ghosts.

"If I could shoot it continuously, I could have shot it, and it felt like it was struggling to dodge that bullet! It's just that I'm moving at high speed on horseback, and it's hard for me to be distracted and connect the dots with two guns. "Even so, it's worth making Yan Zijiu very happy, at least when facing these ghosts, they are not without the strength to fight!

The clown's red nose was grazed with rage, and it roared! The sharp knife in his hand swung faster, and the horses around him wailed and neighed and fell one by one.

Yan Zizhi raised his hand again, pointed a gun at the clown, and prepared to shoot, although the accuracy is difficult to guarantee, he can threaten the clown's shooting speed!

The clown looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, his eyes froze, and he looked at Yan introspectively.

Yan Zijiu inexplicably surged out of a great sense of fear at that moment, which went straight to his heart. The hand holding the gun actually trembled!

The clown took advantage of this gap and immediately killed two horses, and had cleared most of the horses surrounding him, and the whole herd was in chaos because of the death of the horses in the middle, and many horses were tripped and fell, and it was difficult to keep the encirclement closed.

Yan introspectively calmed down and expelled the sense of fear, and raised his hand to connect the two guns. Shoot at the clown!

Because of the reduction of horses in the middle, the clown can move more widely, and this time the two bullets did not even hit his body, and he dodged it.

The bumps on the horse's back made it difficult for Yan to continue pulling the trigger. I had no choice but to put the gun back in my sleeve.

He shook his head at Xu Wei, indicating that there was no way to shoot the clown.

Xu Wei also understood that Yan had tried his best to introspect himself, and it was very difficult to be distracted for two purposes, and the speed of movement on horseback was too fast, and it was even more difficult to calculate the speed of the bullet and the speed of the wind to hit a clown who was like a ghost. He doesn't blame Yan for introspection, he only hates the injustice of fate. Let these smart elves on the savannah become so unbearable, and life is infinitely fragile.

Xu Wei looked anxiously and angrily at the clown who kept slashing the horses, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't want the horses to make such senseless sacrifices anymore.

He looked at Yan and said bitterly: "Uncle, let it go, even if these horses are dead, you can't stop it, just let it go!" ”

Half of the time has passed, but I didn't expect half an hour to be so long, so long that it would take the lives of dozens of horses to fill it!

Yan Zizi looked at the horse under him, and touched its back with his hand, which had lost its flesh and skin.

"Let it go, there are more than ten minutes left, and it's up to us to deal with it! The horses have sacrificed enough! Yan Zijiu looked at Xu Wei firmly and said to him.

Xu Wei immediately shouted: "You don't have to do these things, you all disperse, and then it's time for us to pay sincerity for your survival!" ”

After Xu Wei shouted these words, the horses began to stir, although they can only simply accelerate and decelerate, left and right, but the same action made by the horses is actually squeezing towards the center, squeezing towards the clown!

"Nope! You don't have to! Xu Wei looked at the slaughtered horses and shouted out this sentence sadly.

All but the two horses under them crowded towards the clown, receiving a lot of squeezing, and the clown's movements seemed to be a lot slower!

Xu Wei and Yan were silent for self-reflection. Tears flickered in the corners of Xu Wei's eyes, obviously as small as moths to a fire, these horses are also willing to contribute to the survival of the two, just for Xu Wei's verbal promise to them, let them return to freedom?

The horses dwindled, and time went by. Finally! When the clown's body covered in blood mixed with the horse's fur and organs crawled out of a pile of corpses, only two horses on the field were left that Xu Wei and Yan Zishi were riding!

The clown wiped the filth from his face. Holding a knife, he walked towards the two of them with a hideous and terrifying image.

"How so? Doesn't it matter if it lands in the first place? Xu Wei asked himself in disbelief.

"The rules of the game were set for us from the very beginning! What to choose a horse to avoid the pursuit of the clown, we are all habitually thinking that you have to ride a horse to count! You don't actually need to ride a horse at all! Pick a horse and let it run on its own! We can just hide there! Riding on a horse only reveals our whereabouts! If we're in a herd of dozens of horses, and with your abilities, it's easy for us to escape the Joker! We can keep track of everything it does, and it has to find us among dozens of horses! That's a good rule! "Yan's self-introspective teeth are itchy! The horses may be killed that way, but they won't die so quickly! Such a tragic death!