Chapter Twenty-Nine: The South of the City Base

Tang Yanran still had bandages wrapped around her arms and legs, and she couldn't even walk, but her momentum was still there, and her cold eyes seemed to pierce Ye Yu's heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ye Yu chose to avoid, is this Nima a split personality? Last night, he was still gentle like a marshmallow, and voyeurism, he was a stalker, Ye Yu was in a cold sweat, he couldn't imagine how exciting that kind of picture would be, being perverted by the secret army, and it was also the foot of the frost goddess who followed and voyeurized every day! If I had known that you were so infatuated with my brother, I would have done you a long time ago.

Ye Yu YY for a while, raised his foot and kicked at Scarface: "How did Liu Dabiao lead his subordinates, with his mother-in-law, Jing. Worm on the brain, you! Unaware of this low-level danger? The members of the Feng group have all been blown up to the sky, and you are still eating lollipops here? ”

Scarface was kicked off guard, his body shrank suddenly, and the lollipop that he had just stuffed into his mouth fell to the ground: "I saw that he had a lollipop in his pocket, what happened to him?" Why do you keep targeting me, and how do I know they're going to put bombs on the car? ”

Scarface pointed to the motorcycle rider's pocket, and with an aggrieved rebuttal, he bent down, picked up the lollipop, blew it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Who did you learn your marksmanship from?" Tang Yanran touched the car door with a pale face and asked coldly.

Ye Yu flew up, Scarface flashed back flexibly, and said with a smile: "I knew you were going to do it again." ”

Ye Yu pointed to the modified Harley motorcycle that fell to the ground and said, "Still eating?" still talk back, and know how to hide, don't do anything serious every day, and don't push the motorcycle up, the car of the Feng group can't be driven. ”

Tang Yanran observed everything coldly, and did not continue to ask, her eyes stared at Ye Yu, and the pool of hot springs in her heart had already rippled layer by layer. Is it really you? Or is it because I miss you all the time, the illusion that I have? Tang Yanran couldn't stop recalling, his wild personality, uninhibited smile, and the small action of licking his lips when he practiced shooting at the shooting range, she didn't even know his name, she only knew that she liked this man.

Ye Yu's head was full of cold sweat, he hid in a position that Tang Yanran couldn't see to smoke to relieve his sorrows, it was so embarrassing, when he met the fan sister in the previous life, Ye Yu had a big head. She was afraid that after Tang Yanran knew her true identity, what could that pervert do? Whip dipped in cold water? Chili oil? Ye Yu took a deep breath of cigarette and sighed: "Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend." ”

On Scarface's side, Murong was a little considerate to help Scarface pack up the supplies scattered on the ground.

"What about you? Are you bullying me? Am I so easy to bully? Scarface slammed the handlebars that had slammed into the bend, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances.

"Don't be angry, it's you, you can get shot while lying down." What happened just now, Murong Xiaoxiao saw it all, she knew that Ye Yu was diverting Tang Yanran's attention, and Scarface was just a target that Ye Yu was aiming at casually.

Scarface straightened the handlebars and pushed the motorcycle back: "What a target, I just can't understand what you're thinking, so I know to bully me." It's best for you to be with me, let's go to a place where no one is around, and talk quietly for a while. ”

"If you don't go, they should bully you, you can do it yourself." Murong Xiaoxiao threw the materials he had picked up back into the drain.

Scarface jumped into the drainage ditch depressedly, Tang Yanran's cold eyes stared at one place, not knowing what he was thinking, and Ye Yu was squatting on the side of the road smoking, YY chili oil, and the leather whip was messy.

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on the front, the sound of the powerful motor of the engine, the intermittent gunshots, rumbling echoed in the hills, and one black dot after another jumped into everyone's field of vision.

A jeep galloped at the front, followed by dozens of motorcycles, and a man stood outside the jeep's skylight and fired at the motorcyclist behind.

The riders screamed and swayed from side to side to change their route, and the men in the jeep were nervous, shaking their guns and shooting indiscriminately with panicked expressions.

A rider tightened the throttle while the man was changing magazines, rushed to the right side of the jeep, and reached for a packet of sticky explosives to stick to the door.

With a loud bang, the jeep tumbled and crashed into the gutter. The rider spread his handlebars, turned around and waved his hands strangely. However, the triumphant smile on his face suddenly froze, because instead of cheering as usual, the other riders twisted the handlebars and tried to make a U-turn.

The rider turned his head and looked ahead, fear was his last expression, the moment the jeep was blown up, the riders behind the jeep saw Scarface standing a hundred meters away, but it was too late to turn the head of the car.

Scarface stood in the middle of the road, his burly and tall body matched by the striking scar on his face, he wore bulletproof goggles, like a soldier from the future, and came here to harvest human lives.

The Type 95 heavy machine gun, known as the 'human meat harvester', was carried in Scarface's hand like a toy, and the dark muzzle suddenly spat out a deadly tongue of fire, and the shell mouth was projected with gold-colored bullet shells, dancing a dance of death at Scarface's feet.

Dense bullets were like pouring rainstorms, slapping motorcycle riders to the ground, 14.5 mm bullets were like sharp sickles, the riders in the front row were all broken at the waist, and more than a dozen riders had their arms cut off.

Scarface held a smoking machine gun in one hand and took off his goggles in the other: ", just because of you little calves, I was kicked a little more?" ”

The commandos of the Feng group rushed up with guns and refilled the heads of the riders who were not dead, and Ye Yu stood aside leisurely and smoked, as if these things that happened had nothing to do with him.

The gray jeep rolled on its side in the gutter, the Feng team members walked over with guns, and two men hurriedly climbed out of the car, and there were two corpses in the car that had broken their necks.

The muzzle of the gun was through the car door, two bursts of fire, the action was crisp and neat, the corpse's head burst out with a canopy of blood, and the two men raised their hands high: "Don't shoot, we are from the survivor base in the south of the city, we don't know these motorcyclists." ”

The commando pointed at Ye Yu on the road with the muzzle of his gun, and the hand holding the trigger showed no signs of slackening, and the two men ran up the drainage ditch tremblingly, because Scarface and Ye Yu's position were in the same direction, they mistakenly thought that Scarface was the leader of this group.

"Hello, I'm the sheriff of the Chengnan base, Qi Zhuang, thank you for coming to the rescue." The middle-aged man who spoke, wearing a jacket and a baseball cap on his head, had a heroic righteousness between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was too timid to do it, and at this time he looked at Scarface, like looking at a cannibal ghost, and his hands kept shaking.

"Does my idle egg hurt? Save you? Scarface carried the gun, and under the bewildered gaze of the two, he ran in front of Ye Yu.

"Captain, what are you going to do with these two? They said there was a survivor base nearby."

"Ask me this? Surgery for the Tang team, the wound is suppurating, you don't know anything day by day! ”

"Where is your base, there is a wounded man in our car and we need a place to recuperate." Scarface asked, carrying a heavy machine gun.

"It's not far, another 2 hours by car." The middle-aged man stammered back, staring at Scarface with a pair of eyes in awe, what kind of people are these?