"Fine!! Stop it!!! ”

The fat uncle had already rushed out of the car at this time, his face was full of panic, although his tone sounded a little like he was angry, but his face was a real worry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially when he saw the blind boss smash the eyeball on the ground and shatter it with one foot, the fat uncle's face was even more ugly.

Except for the gang of road bandits, the people present are basically either gangsters or tomb robbers, or they are gentlemen like me.

So compared to ordinary people, we are much more receptive.

At least at that time, when I saw the blind boss holding the eyeball in his hand and then falling to the ground and stepping on it, none of us threw it up, it was just disgusting.

And those road bandits who saw this scene, six out of ten covered their mouths and retched, and the remaining four vomited directly on the ground, which was called disgusting.

"Hey, are you still a bandit with your mental quality?" The little Buddha glanced at the few who were squatting on the ground and vomiting, his face was full of disdain, and he sneered: "I really don't know how you got mixed up all these years." ”

I don't know if it's because the blind boss gave them too much stimulation, or if the tolerance of these grandsons is too poor, several road bandits screamed, shouting for help, while running to the side of the road.

But before they could run out a few steps, the gun in Zhao Xiaosan's hand rang out.

This time, he didn't shoot to scare people, but to kill chickens and make an example.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, two people who ran to the side of the road fell, but Zhao Xiaosan relented, and this shot did not hit those people in the back, but in the foot.

The one on the left was more seriously injured, and since he was wearing shorts, he could see at a glance that he had been hit by a shotgun.

What do you say about the wound....... Anyway, it's better not to see this scene for people with dense phobia, otherwise they will definitely go crazy.

Those dense holes that had been punched out by the shotgun were like a pile of black beans stuck to the skin, and the flesh was blurred and the countless small pits were beyond the scope of disgusting, and it was simply creepy to look at.

As for the wounded man on the right, the injuries were relatively minor, but he was somewhat hit by the shotgun, and it was fine, but it was impossible to have any mobility in a short period of time.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the main target of this shot is the person on the left.

Why did Zhao Xiaosan choose to aim at him and shoot?

There is only one reason.

He was one of the people that the old bandit had just pointed out.

"Run." Zhao Xiaosan looked at the road bandits who were stunned and didn't move, loaded the bullet again, and smiled brightly: "If someone runs again, Lao Tzu will break your legs one by one, do you believe it?" ”

Hearing Zhao Xiaosan's words, those road bandits couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then began to beg for mercy one after another.

The words begging for mercy are also varied, but the general content remains the same, which can be summed up as: "We don't know Taishan, but I didn't expect to provoke you big brothers, I really blame us for damning, and ask the big brothers' subordinates to show mercy and let us go, etc." ”

When the little Buddha heard these begging for mercy, his brows furrowed very tightly, probably because he was annoyed by the noise, and roared directly: "Whoever speaks out again will collapse whoever collapses!" me quiet! ”

"This man isn't going to die right now, is he? I feel a little unlucky! Zhao Qingluan looked at the old road bandit who was lying on the ground and wailing, his expression was a little ugly: "Why don't you bandage it first?" ”

"You can bandage it?" The little Buddha scolded angrily: "Just a grandson like him, it is also a scourge to come back to life, it is better to die, besides, you can't die if your eyeballs are gouged out, at least it is very difficult to die in a short time." ”

"How do you know you can't die? It's ....... to shed so much blood," Zhao Qingluan was a little puzzled.

Before Zhao Qingluan's question was finished, the little Buddha smiled and gave the answer: "I have gouged out people's eyeballs, so I know that I will never die." ”

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Not to mention the situation on their side, to be honest, I'm already a little too busy to take care of myself.

"Holy shit!! Brother Yi, calm down first!! I shouted at the top of my voice, only feeling that I wanted to control the blind boss, and it was getting harder and harder: "We don't have to rush to kill him!! ”

"You're all out of the way!! Let Lao Tzu kill him!! The blind boss's eyes widened, as if he had regained his visual ability, and he looked at the old road bandit viciously, and the cruelty and madness in his eyes were completely able to scare everyone present.

God knows how the blind boss's strength could be so great.

Although I didn't completely use the full strength of the physical array, in my current state, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people like Little Buddha, and one hand was enough to deal with them.

But the strength that the blind boss showed at this time was something I didn't imagine, and he was only stronger than the strength I used at this time.

That's right.

Damn, it's only strong, not weak!

"Brother Yi, hurry up and calm down!! I....... fat uncle, don't look at it!! Come and help me drag him!! ”

When I found that I couldn't drag the blind boss, I shouted without hesitation, and even called the fat uncle to come and help.

When he was first dragged by me, the blind boss's strength didn't seem to be so great, but the more he was dragged by me, the more amazing the strength he displayed.

When the fat uncle and the others started to help me drag him, the blind boss walked forward steadily as if the small universe had exploded, step by step.

The fat uncle helped me drag the blind boss and glanced at his neck.

Then, the fat uncle slapped the blind boss on the back of the neck with his hand, and then turned his face and shouted at the old man Sun who was sitting in the car.

"Master Sun!! Hurry up and get a hand!! That thing is making a fuss!! ”

At this moment, the meat bun protruding from the back of the blind boss's neck ...... No, it should be a human face!

The person's face had reached the point where the facial features were clear, and even the details of the face could be clearly visible, and as it slowly protruded outward, the color of this piece of skin became darker and darker.

In just two or three seconds, this skin completely turned black, as if it was soaked in ink, and it was terrifyingly black.

Old Cripple Sun also seemed to know that the situation was wrong, and as soon as the fat uncle called him, the old man answered, and then jumped out of the car with agility and ran to us in a few steps.

"Hold him first, don't let go." As he spoke, he took out a piece of wood from his pocket, then bit his index finger and drew it with blood.

There is nothing peculiar about this piece of wood, as if it was cut out of a piece of wood, the corners and corners have not been polished, and there are many uneven marks.

The old man muttered as he drew a charm on the wood, or rather, a totem similar to a human portrait.

By the time he had finished chanting, he had finished drawing the talisman.

I saw that the old man Sun clasped his hands together, clamped the piece of wood in his palm, and rubbed it violently, and the piece of wood was rubbed into countless pieces.

Seriously, with both palms, being able to easily knead a piece of wood like this is no longer something that ordinary people can do, even a person like Little Buddha and them with excellent combat effectiveness can't do it.

But Old Cripple Sun did it easily!

Why is that?

The reason is very simple, I don't think it's because of the strength of Old Sun's lameness, but because the quality of this piece of wood is not up to par, like foam!

"Give Lao Tzu a !! to go back" Old Sun roared violently, and slapped the blind boss on the back of the neck.

His slap was not only with strength, but also with a hand full of wood slag.

Before the blind boss could react, Old Cripple Sun changed his hand and slapped him again.

It was at this time that I discovered a detail.

The wood dregs in the hands of the old lame Sun, as long as they touched the human face that appeared on the back of the blind boss's neck, it was as if it was stuck with glue, and it looked like a plaster.

Let these two slaps "plaster" go up, and the blind boss will not be able to see the face on the back of his neck, only a bulging bag.

"It's finished."

Old Sun seemed to be exhausted, waved his hand with a pale face, and said weakly: "You can handle the rest of the things yourself, that thing should be pressed back by me, if nothing else, it won't be able to come out in a short time." ”