Strictly speaking, Ding Chen should belong to the camp of goodness and order, but he does not have the disease of the Virgin Mary as Leng Yue said, because when he wants to eradicate evil, he usually calculates the cost performance first, and it is certainly worth it to put himself in for the sake of world peace, but it is still not peaceful to put himself in it, so you need to think about it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, after Ding Chen slipped out of the side room, he first carefully observed the position and direction of attention of the people around him in order to ensure his safety. It took a little time, so he couldn't stop the men from kicking the door in time.

It was precisely because of the performance of the person who kicked the door that Ding Chen made up his mind to do it, and he couldn't be merciful.

After Ding Chen joined the army, Sino-Russian relations have always been good, so he didn't have the opportunity to make a move in Damao's territory, and of course he couldn't do anything to kill the hostages and bandits together, so the first thing he thought of was to lure people out of the house.

In the chaos, it was not easy to achieve this result, so he had to borrow someone's head, and it seemed to work quite well. Of course, in his original plan, after cutting it down, he planned to add another kick to the door, but it is estimated that everyone is not optimistic about his footwork, so the ghost sent the god, and the head shot the goal by itself.

When the head flew into the door, someone pulled out a piece of wood with flames from under the kang to light the lamp. After hearing the screams of the man outside the door, the person standing by the door turned around and probed out and scolded: "What the hell is your name, come in quickly, it's not your share if it's too late." ”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a change in the light in front of him, and something flew straight in. He subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and felt a round thing fall into his arms, which was still hot, but it was sticky and affected the feel.

The man cursed, and lifted the thing in his arms in front of him with one hand, wanting to see what his companion outside had thrown in, just in time to see the frightened expression of his companion outside the door when he was dying.

The man was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was dazzled, and then he found that the head of the person he was holding in his hand had no body, which was not trivial, and he screamed miserably, and threw the head away.

The main house is not big in the first place, and with so many people crammed in, the space seems even smaller. At this time, the owners of the house were hiding on the kang, and the people standing on the ground were naturally invaders, and the head of the man flew up and drew a parabola, which happened to hit the head of the man who squeezed in front of the kang and tried to identify the men and women on the kang.

In the novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties, it is often said that a human head is eight and a half pounds, and it is difficult to say whether it is actually so heavy, but the weight is definitely not light, this person was smashed, almost fell, and said angrily: "Who is throwing things around?" As he shouted, he turned back to see who had done it.

Because the room was crowded enough, the head hit him and then fell to the ground, rolling directly into the arms of the man behind him. The man hugged it, touched it, and exclaimed suspiciously: "What is this, why is there still hair?" Are you bleeding? ”

The last sentence was because he felt that his hand was wrong, and he smelled blood when he raised his hand in front of his eyes.

Then he came face to face with the person who turned to look for the object, and his eyes fell on the object in front of them, and they all let out a heart-rending scream.

The person holding the human head stuffed the human head into the person in front of him, and turned around and wanted to run. The other person subconsciously took it, immediately realized that something was wrong, shook his hands, and threw the head out again.

The man who had been standing in front of the door had already scurried out like a rabbit with an arrow, and the other, not knowing what had happened, was turning to look out, when he was struck by the second fleeing man, and squeezed directly against the wall behind the door, and then the head fell from the sky, fell to his feet, rolled on the ground, and stopped right in front of the door that had been kicked and broken.

The moonlight shone in through the door, just above the man's head, and the man looked down to see that the man who had just crowded in front of the kang had rushed out of him faster than when he entered the door, knocking him aside again.

At this time, there was only one person left in the room, and he was even more puzzled in his heart, so he didn't care about rubbing the painful part, and took a step forward and bent down, intending to take a closer look by the moonlight. It's a pity that the angle is wrong, and I can't see what it is, but I instinctively feel that this thing is a little familiar. So he cautiously reached out and lifted it up.

Therefore, it is necessary to consider the angle at which the observation is standing, and this time it is in the right position, and at a glance it is clear that it is a bloody human head, still dripping blood from the ground, and what is devastating is that he is pinching one ear of this head with two fingers.

The man gasped, shook his hand, and threw the head out of the door again, before he realized why his companions had just run out of the door like crazy.

Because he didn't see how the people behind him got out, he still remembered that one of the two people in front of him hit him when he ran away, so he subconsciously thought that the head came from the house. Suddenly he didn't even have the courage to turn around and take a look, so he ran out of the door with his feet, and tripped over the threshold when he went out, and fell directly to the ground.

This fall was not light, and the man fell on the ground and fell for several breaths before he recovered. He propped his hands on the ground, slowly raised his head, and at a glance saw that the human head was on the ground not far in front of him.

It's not that this person hasn't seen a dead person, but he was just unprepared in his heart, so he was startled. With the intimate contact just now, when I saw my old acquaintance again, the psychological impact was not as strong as just now.

The man froze, and suddenly found that there was an extra pair of feet in front of him, and they seemed to be suspended on the ground.

He felt his heart shrink and he almost couldn't breathe. I had to slowly raise my head and look up along these feet.

Feet, legs, waist, chest, neck...... Sure enough, there are no heads.

The man let out a long-lasting scream, and he fainted in fright.

Ding Chen threw the corpse he was holding on the ground, subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, and only halfway through his hand did he remember that this hand was still stained with blood, unless he wanted to wash his hair together, it was better not to expand the loss.

So he put down his hand, shook his head and sighed: "When I stand with it for Mao, you all just look at it?" I'm just so non-existent? ”

For Ding Chen, these people ran out of the house one by one, and there was no need to add a panicked attribute, which was enough for him to kill casually. The process just now is not even a battle, it is basically a one-sided slaughter, it is simply boring.

He crouched down in front of the stunned man, slapped him in the face with his saber, and heard a slight sound of falling objects in the distance.

Ding Chen knew that Leng Yue was doing the same thing as herself, but she was more disciplined and didn't like to do things to tease the enemy, so she murdered very seriously.

Ding Chen and Leng Yue are both masters of special operations, and they are the best at this kind of stealing chickens and dogs, those who broke into the village themselves are not high in combat, and they were attacked in an unguarded situation, and they were quickly cleaned up, if Ding Chen hadn't caught a few alive, it would have been even faster, and he didn't even encounter a little bit of excitement in the middle.

Ning Shuang lay on the roof of the house and held a sniper rifle to watch the two of them show off their skills back and forth, so bored that she almost fell asleep.