162.Chapter 162: Survivor Base - Slash
"Treat me well?" Meng Cheng sneered and pointed to his face and arms: "Treat me well, then where did the injury on my face come from?" Who broke my arm? Yesterday I kindly informed you that there was a big beauty, and before the words were finished, you rushed out, and you couldn't catch up, but you met Liu Hongxi, and blamed me for not telling you that Liu Hongxi was also there, and when I came back, I was beaten like this! ”
"We follow you to eat fragrant, drink spicy, and live more easily in the last days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info You really think that if you are a supernatural being, you can do whatever you want, you can dictate to us people, you can call and drink, you can beat when you want, you can scold when you want. Look at him," Meng Cheng pointed to his subordinates who were killed by Zhang Xin: "You don't care about our life or death in order to kill people, you want to kill Liu Hongxi, in fact, we have wanted to kill you for a long time!" ”
Tearing his face, Zhang Xin's expression became very hideous, and he roared arrogantly: "Want to kill me? I'm a stranger! You're trying to kill me? I'm going to kill you all! ”
"Bang"!
A gunshot rang out, and a bloody flower popped out of Zhang Xin's chest.
Zhang Xin looked at him in disbelief, and then at his chest. He clutched his chest, wanted to say something but couldn't raise the slightest strength, and fell to the ground with a "plop", his eyes widened, and he couldn't bat himself!
Less than 2 hours after he killed his own leader, he was killed by his own younger brother, which is really unpleasant!
"Hahahaha! What's so great about the Adept? You're the fourth Adept to die here! Meng Cheng laughed wildly, arrogant: "With a gun, the ability is not a fart!" ”
Seeing Meng Cheng holding a Type 64 pistol, some of his companions also took out a pistol of the same model, and another took out a Type 95 rifle, Su Jiangchen's face became very ugly.
These guns, apparently their own!
He glanced back at his men and asked, "Where are your guns?" Is it in a tent? ”
Some patted their bodies and signaled to carry their guns with them, while others looked back at the tent in the distance and bowed their heads in shame.
The gun in Meng Cheng's hand pointed at Wang Junbo again, and smiled arrogantly: "I heard, you are also an alien?" ”
Wang Junbo pulled Liu Jie behind him, protected her with his own flesh and blood, and raised two jet-black hands at the same time, one on his head and one on his chest, secretly wondering: I don't know if my ability can disassemble the bullet that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
The crowd was in a commotion, watching Meng Cheng's muzzle turn around, worried that this murderous devil had already killed the red eye, and the next target would be himself.
"You don't have to worry about the others!" Meng Cheng smiled happily and proudly: "Our target is only the Ability!" Kill all these supernatural beings, we ordinary people will not have to be commanded by them, we will not be oppressed by them, and we ordinary people will be in charge of our own affairs! With guns, the zombies outside are not terrible, and I can also be the leader here and lead you to live in the last days! ”
After speaking, he added: "However, the rules here should be changed, hahaha!" ”
He was just about to shoot Wang Junbo when he saw Su Jiangchen slowly walking out of the crowd.
Su Jiangchen deliberately walked forward diagonally, successfully attracting a few guns to aim at him, and at the same time keeping his subordinates behind him, if he shot, he would not hurt them.
"What are you going to do?" Meng Cheng was puzzled: "You are also a stranger?" ”
"It's not!"
"That's none of your business, don't mess around. About a few of you," Meng Cheng glanced at Xia Bing and licked his lips: "You can live here, but your women will be enjoyed by us, hahaha!" ”
His companions all **** laughed, feeling the evil fire on his body rise, and he was eager to vent it.
The expression on Su Jiangchen's face looked very nervous and persistent, and he pretended to be tough and said, "You are killing innocents indiscriminately!" It's kind of you sending someone to fight me alone! As he spoke, he took out his thorn and held it high.
"Hahaha," Meng Cheng continued to laugh wildly, feeling that the other party was just a tease: "Your brain is broken, right?" You use a knife, I use a gun, you want to fight with me? ”
While smiling, he said to his accomplices behind him: "Do you remember, before the end of the world, there was an interesting picture on the Internet, a man holding a knife, skillfully wielding, looking like a master. But the person opposite him, holding a gun, no matter how well he used the knife, shot him directly. Think about it, how similar this scene is to that picture! ”
His companion also laughed out loud, looking at Su Jiangchen like an ant who didn't know whether to live or die.
Su Jiangchen was really as he said, and began to dance the military thorn in his hand seriously, quite a master.
When he danced to the point of slashing diagonally from top to bottom, his whole person disappeared.
Meng Cheng didn't even have time to rub his eyes, and he felt as if a black shadow appeared behind him.
Su Jiangchen's downward slashing movement was very coherent and did not stop, but his person changed positions.
When others appeared beside Meng Cheng, the knife happened to slash diagonally at Meng Cheng's neck, and then he didn't even have time to react, and a dark and frightened head flew out.
Only the four people around Meng Cheng reacted and wanted to turn around and aim, but one of them only turned halfway, and the stabbing spur that was slashed diagonally turned around and directly cut off the arm where he was holding the gun.
As soon as the other three people turned around, before they had time to aim, the military thorn in Su Jiangchen's hand flew out of his hand, like Xiao Li's flying knife, and it didn't enter a person's throat.
Then he stepped forward, grabbed the wrist of the third person, pinched it, and the gun in his hand and the hand hung down weakly, and the person fainted in pain.
"Bang"!
The gunfire rang out again.
The last man's skull was blown apart.
This bullet has such power, only the Desert Eagle in Xia Bing's hand is gone.
He turned his head to look at Xia Bing, who was holding a desert eagle and dressed as a Laura, and gave her an appreciative look.
The five people on the other side, from the situation of holding a gun, taking advantage of whoever they want to kill, only two seconds later, with the cooperation of the master and apprentice, they died three times and broke their arms, and they fell apart in an instant, and their dreams were shattered.
Su Jiangchen gave another look, those Zhang Xin's accomplices and subordinates were killed by the team members one after another, and this ruthlessness also greatly deterred other people with different intentions.
Su Jiangchen picked up all the guns that belonged to him and said to Wang Junbo: "Strangers are stronger than ordinary people, and it is their responsibility to lead them to live in the last days." As long as you win the hearts of the people like Liu Hongxi, and you are more principled and ruthless than him, you will definitely be able to take care of this place in an orderly manner. It's up to you, the people here. ”
"Of course, if you don't want to stay here, you can come with me and go to me."
After speaking, he looked at Wang Junbo and then at Liu Jie, and said calmly: "I'll wait for the decision of the two of you." ”