The old man's plan of delay was undoubtedly successful, he knew that he could not deal with me alone, so the old fox chose to use procrastination to deal with us, he first quietly blinded me, and then chose to use a gun to coerce us when the incident happened.

It's a pity that he is only one person, and I am no longer the Ou Ning who is so soft-hearted that he does not bully the old and the young.

So he died, died under the mouth of the dragon spider, and it was equivalent to dying at my behest.

Even if he dies, I can't release my hatred for him, because the pursuers will follow.

A very dilapidated liberation car appeared in front of the door of the stilted building, and four or five mercenaries jumped out of the car, talking to each other anxiously, and walked towards the stilted building.

The people in the car may not know what happened at his home, but Wu Chen and I have no way to escape.

Perhaps I should have discovered the problem when I saw that pot of animal entrails, how could there be so many animal entrails thrown aside in an old man's house when these places are so poor?

It's a waste.

But I missed too many opportunities and pushed ourselves to the brink of danger, and at this moment, it seems that we have only one way out.

The four or five mercenaries didn't know what was going on in the house, but they had more anticipation of danger than I could have imagined.

They raised their submachine guns almost immediately, and then shouted something into the room in a language I didn't understand.

I touched the little head of the dragon spider: "It's up to you!" ”

The dragon spider's snake eyes were full of melancholy, and it seemed that he had no choice but to crawl down my arm and swim out of the window.

At the moment when the dragon spider drilled out of the window, the sound of the bolt sounded at the same time, and Wu Chen did not hesitate to stick the barrel of the shotgun out of the window and pull the trigger on those people!

'Boom'

The sound of almost exploding made me scare my brain for a moment, what kind of gun is this Nima? Did it blow up?

Wu Chen's hands trembled: "The grass is numb, the old bastard, fortunately it didn't blow up Lao Tzu." ”

His hands were shaking and bleeding, and he should have said that he was lucky not to kill Lao Tzu, because he had already been blown up.

The tragic shotgun burst out with such great power, not only the bamboo door in front of us was shattered, but also the mercenaries who had just walked to the door outside the door were all scared silly.

This shot, as if a bomb had exploded, blossomed among them, and I could clearly see four or five people fall down two of them, and one of them, covered in blood, hiding at the pillar under the stilted building, with only the handle of the gun exposed.

The other two, thinking that they were extremely quick to react, dodged the attack, found a place of concealment, and then exchanged several questions, which I did not understand, but I also knew that they were communicating.

Obviously, the group of mercenaries who were familiar with guns immediately knew what kind of firearms we were using, how useful they were, and what kind of situation it was, so they immediately reappeared and rushed towards the door.

It's a pity that they were just vigilant about the sudden gunshot, but they didn't notice the dragon spider that secretly crawled out of the bamboo window, and a miserable scream sounded, and one of the mercenaries was drilled through the temple by the dragon spider and immediately died.

The other two were startled by the sudden fall of their companion, and when they noticed the dragon spider in surprise and horror and turned their guns on it, I had appeared in the doorway and pounced on them.

In his left hand, he was a short sword, singing without hesitation, and in his right hand, he was a golden sword to ward off evil spirits, although it was a little off, but it also pierced into the mercenary's shoulder!

I swear I've never been so fierce, I've never hated a person so much, and when I swiped my dagger into the mercenary's throat, I didn't have fear or fear, I didn't feel guilty, more than that, a sense of revenge!

However, I was not in the mood to feel the thrill of revenge, for the remaining mercenary kicked me away.

He raised the muzzle of the gun again, but was dragged by Wu Chen's leg and shook it fiercely.

The mercenary's body was crooked, and he hit his head on the stilted stake, and he snorted in pain.

However, as a mercenary, his unchanging quality is still amazing, and he is particularly timely in dealing with dangers.

The guy dodged the dragon spider almost instantly, and the dragon spider grazed the edge of his neck, turning around a little confused, as if he didn't expect his sneak attack to fail.

The mercenary didn't even look at it, turned around and kicked Wu Chen's chest.

Wu Chen was already weak, and this kick kicked him to death, and he just lay there 'cough' and coughed.

At this time, I pounced on the mercenary, who was already covered in wounds, and the dragon spider was obviously enraged by the scene that had just been dodged and attacked, and directly drew a series of afterimages in the air, and the entire snake body burrowed into the mercenary's chest.

I also stabbed this guy several times in succession, allowing blood to splash my face.

The gore inspired my viciousness and wildness, and at this moment, I was already crazy.

These damn mercenaries killed me and Wu Chen almost died, who would have thought that they would actually live here?

Time is pressing, I have to hurry up, these mercenaries are those people, but not the main leaders, does that mean that the main leaders will come back?

I picked up Wu Chen, carried him out of the stilted building, and ran as soon as I walked.

Wu Chen coughed twice: "Let's drive!" ”

Belch? I turned my head to look at the mercenary's big truck, and it seemed like it was time to drive!

"But I can't drive such a big car!"

I walked towards the liberation car.

I can't drive, but I'll try to drive, and there's no doubt that the wheels are faster than the legs.

"Ahem, you won't will!"

Wu Chen leaned on my shoulder and laughed.

"Can you do it with your physical condition?"

I hesitated, unsure.

"Don't worry, drive a car, not a plane, as for it?"

Wu Chen climbed into the driver's position with great difficulty, and said to me: "Go and pick up those guns, maybe they will be useful!" ”

I immediately ran over and picked up the submachine guns, stuffed them all into the cab, and climbed into the passenger seat.

Wu Chen started the car directly, skillfully turned the liberation car around, picked up a submachine gun in one hand and put it on the steering wheel, and then handed me a small notebook and said, "Look at what this is." ”

Strangely, I took the little notebook, flipped through two pages, and saw that the words on it were actually written in three languages.