Hundreds of armed men of the Z group, in front of the heavy killing weapon like the M241, these well-trained armed personnel did not even have a chance to pull the trigger, and were torn in two by the metal storm sprayed by the revolver. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The streets were littered with broken pieces of flesh with sinew bones, and the scar on Scarface's face twitched incessantly, grinning and rubbing the muscles in his chest.

"Damn, I won't play like this in the future, if you want to vomit, I will tell you to find a shelf to make this thing, you won't listen, you have to hold it with your hands..."

Billy stared blankly into the air and threw M241 to the ground.

With a bang, the M241's bulky gun body smashed a hole out of the concrete pavement.

"Your mother..."Scarface shrank his feet violently, and broke out in a cold sweat, if this was smashed on the surface of his feet, he would not have to walk for at least five months.

"What are you talking about?" Billy yelled like a deaf man.

Scarface pouted at first, and then grinned, but he could be regarded as finding a compatriot who was two or a hundred times more than himself.

Scarface triumphantly pulled two small cotton balls out of his ears with his fingers, pinched them on his fingertips, and stroked them at Billy Bi a few times, and walked away.

Billy stared at the cotton ball thrown by Scarface on the concrete pavement in confusion and shook his head violently.

The tremendous impact and sound of M241 had already turned Billy into a wooden man, plus temporary deafness and burns.

Billy opened his hands, looked at the scalded blisters on his palms, looked at the barrel of the gun that was emitting white smoke on the ground, and flicked his unconscious arm in annoyance.

On the street, Wakaka Mochizuki and Sasha are mending knives to the armed men who are not dead, and the knife slave is carrying a fork in his hand, and he is closely behind Mochizuki Wakaka with the vital points of the armed men.

This fork for eating is held in the hands of the knife slave, and it can also be called an extended saber, regardless of the lethality of this fork for the time being, anyway, the knife slave is very easy to use, and people are inserted into the vital points, eyes, balls, JJ, anus and anus, where is the fragile insertion.

Liao Zhimeng hid in the alley and witnessed everything that happened on the street, and she was still very clear about the combat effectiveness of these Z Organization personnel.

That's it... was wiped out by so many people, and in Liao Zhimeng's impression, only that hateful male prostitute had done such a thing once, and that was a bad encounter between her and the male prostitute in the Eve Garden.

Due to the angle Liao Zhimeng was standing, she did not see Scarface.

Liao Zhimeng cleaned up her stunned mood and just wanted to turn around and leave here.

Suddenly, there was a flirtatious whistle from behind.

Liao Zhimeng turned her proud body, and in the alley behind her, there stood a dusty man, wearing a pair of large sunglasses, a knee-high trench coat, and a Barrett on his shoulder.

Ye Yu looked at Liao Zhimeng's body playfully, even if this woman turned into ashes, Ye Yu could recognize it, one by eyesight, and the other by feel...

Liao Zhimeng covered her upturned buttocks in shame, and a clear five-finger print was imprinted on her dusty buttocks.

It was that flirtatious smile again, this male who didn't want to be B-faced, rushed to Liao Zhimeng with an arrow and pinched her throat.

"It's really a narrow road, I didn't kill you last time, count you lucky, now let's settle the new accounts and old accounts together."

As Ye Yu spoke, his hand increased a little harder.

Liao Zhimeng's neck was pinched out with a bruise and blood mark.

Liao Zhimeng squinted her eyes, she hung her hands, standing there motionless, without a trace of struggle, but her expression was a little gloomy, she seemed to see through life and death, quietly waiting for Ye Yu to crush her throat.

After going through so much, Liao Zhimeng understood a truth, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, what should come is always coming, and you can't hide.

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows, numb... What do you mean by this expression, I'm upset if you're like this, according to the routine, shouldn't you kneel and lick me?

Ye Yu propped Barrett on his shoulder against the wall, pulled his neck and shouted out of the alley: "Scarface, I'll go to the toilet, you guys will rest for a while." ”

Because of the angle of the problem, the scar-faced people could only see half of Ye Yu's body exposed from the alley, and they couldn't see Liao Zhimeng.

Scarface rubbed his bruised chest muscles, scratched his head and replied, "Didn't you just go to relieve your hands, why are you still going?" ”

Ye Yu almost didn't suffocate to death with a sullen breath, and yelled hatefully: "I urinate frequently." ”

Liao Zhimeng's squinted eyes widened suddenly, she seemed to know something, and twisted the waist of the water snake violently to break free of Ye Yu's palm.

Ye Yu licked the corners of his mouth meaningfully, and suddenly covered Liao Zhi's delicate lips that he dreamed of exclaiming, and he picked up Liao Zhimeng's proud body and carried it on his shoulder.

Ye Yu walked down the deep alley, turned into the dark corridor, kicked open the door, and solved the hungry zombies in the house with a few punches.

Brutally threw this arrogant body on the ground, tore her clothes, took off her pants...

Come to such a swan song for the ages, the overlord is the bow... Forehead... Farewell my concubine.

The noon sun shines obliquely on Liao Zhimeng's beautiful face through the window, she purses her red lips tightly, and her expression... I don't know if it's enjoyment or pain.

All in all, what pressed on her proud figure was a rough and somewhat gentle male.

Scarface squatted boredly on the side of the road, rubbing the dead skin on his chest muscles, while muttering, "Constipation... So long? ”

Due to the language barrier, Sasha and Billy stay together, and Wakaka Mochizuki and Dao Nu stand together, each thinking about their own thoughts.

The angle of the sunlight gradually tilted with the passage of time, Liao Zhimeng's eyes were dull and her knees were huddled, and she shrank in the corner of the wall, bathed in the soft sunlight.

Ye Yu found a chair out of nowhere, he crossed Erlang's legs, held a cigarette in his mouth, although he was not shocked on the surface, there were monstrous waves in his heart.

This Nima... Ye Yu stared at the flowers on the tatami mats, such an arrogant beauty, it turned out to be a fertile field that had never been cultivated!

Ye Yu rubbed his eyebrows, spit out the cigarette roll that he had just smoked halfway, scratched his neck and pounced on Liao Zhimeng again.

It's like a child who gets a legendary toy, and if he doesn't play with it enough, he won't let go...

Besides, this is the way of heaven, Lao Qiao was scourged like that by this beautiful girl, this account must be clear, Ye Yu found an excuse that can perfectly vent **, and continued to sow early spring rice on this fertile field with peace of mind.

As the sun set, Scarface stood on the side of the road with a confused face, staring at me with big eyes, no matter how bad my head was, I guessed that the chief was not going to pee, who could pee all afternoon...