Chapter 145: Airport Bloodbath
"Don't talk nonsense, throw your weapon on the ground!"
Behind the corner of the wall of the reception hall on the second floor, three or four black hole barrels stretched out, pointing at Ye Yu and the others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Ye Yu raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Mochizuki Ruoxiang and nodded.
Mochizuki Wakaka pouted her pink little red lips and reluctantly put the katana she was carrying in her hand at her feet.
Ye Yu stretched out his hand and pulled out the 'hand cannon' on his waist, held it in the air and shook it, and bent down and put it at his feet.
More than a dozen men slowly walked out from behind the corner of the wall, they raised the rifles in their hands flatly, and stared at Ye Yu and the others with nervous expressions.
Behind this group of men, more than two dozen men and women in aviation uniforms walked out, as well as many tourists.
Ye Yu squinted at the weapons held by those men, all of them were miscellaneous weapons, and they were all AK series rifles made in the black workshop.
For rifles produced in such small workshops, jamming is common, and there will also be boredoms.
The most conspicuous thing in the crowd on the second floor was a big fat man of more than 200 pounds, he was holding a two-meter-long tranquilizer gun, which was specially designed to hunt African elephants, but the enhanced anesthetic needle that should have been installed on the head of the gun was now pierced on Scarface's body.
"Are there any of you out there? Do you have food and fresh water? β
The big fat man in the crowd squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Yu, and after making sure that there would be no danger, he squeezed away everyone with a tranquilizer gun and walked to the front row.
Ye Yu licked the corners of his mouth, if Tang Yanran was here, he would definitely know what Ye Yu's little action of licking the corners of his mouth meant?
Psychologically speaking, everyone has small movements that represent their own psychological state, Ye Yu licks the corners of his mouth, there are two situations.
One, he's going to snap the soft girl who made him salivate.
Two, he's going to snap a big SB that makes him angry.
The same is a snap, the same is a gun, the meaning is completely different, my country has a long history, broad and profound words, and its NB is perfectly displayed here.
The big fat man saw that Ye Yu licked the corners of his mouth and didn't speak, wishful thinking that Ye Yu was afraid, under his own obscenity, there were few people who were not afraid!
The shivering uniformed stewardesses behind them are examples.
The big fat man said with an arrogant expression: "Brother, bring the two little girls behind you, I promise not to embarrass you." β
The pair of small eyes on the big fat man's face almost squeezed into the greasy meat pile, and his eyes stared at Liao Zhimeng with an N+10,000 volt current.
The man behind the fat man is almost the same as him, all of them have a wolf-like light in their eyes, and they are staring at the best in the world behind Ye Yu with drooling, Liao Zhimeng.
Whether in a peaceful world or a war-torn world, it is one thing to have a beautiful woman, and it is another thing to be able to keep a beautiful woman.
Men need financial resources or fists that can protect beautiful women.
And the big fat man has already identified himself as the legendary little angel who protects the flowers, the big beauty who wears tights and bumps, she needs her own violent care, she needs her own raging irrigation.
The big fat man seems to have seen Liao Zhimeng kneeling under his crotch, that small appearance, that small figure, beautiful don't want it, and he is the master of this last world, the emperor of this last days, although he only rules these shrimp soldiers and crab generals behind him, but that is also a real emperor addiction.
The black silk uniformed stewardesses behind the fat man shrank into a ball with pale faces, and kept beating the small drum in their hearts, and in the past six months, they have suffered from the inhuman humiliation and torture of the big fat man.
This fat man was originally a local bully, the kind that can sweep the urban area, the scenic spot has just been established, the fat man colluded with the management of the scenic spot, specially smuggled to Africa to poach wild animals, and sold it to the scenic spot at a low price after being caught, and the scenic spot acted as a protective umbrella for the fat man.
On the day of the catastrophe, the fat man happened to arrive at Oguri Airport with African elephants that had returned from poaching.
The fat man led the horses under his hand, relying on the fierce firepower in his hands, and successfully stopped the zombies outside the reception hall, and some of the surviving passengers and staff in the airport have since lived a life of begging for food by watching the fat man's face.
This kind of life of nearly a year of prestige has made the fat man's self-confidence swell to a peak.
The motto of the big fat man: "I have no one in my eyes, I am proud!" β
The stewardess stared at Ye Yu who was shirtless, that dark and delicate handsome face, that hard and linear, how pleasing to the eye, this momentum, this demeanor, and this little eyes are not inferior to the male gods who have swept the world! Oba! SEXοΌMANοΌ
A flight attendant lifted the delicate pancreas to wipe away the sentimental tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and whispered sadly to the sisters and sisters around her.
"Such a handsome little fresh meat, I'm going to be killed by that dead fat man, my heart... It hurts. β
"That woman... It's so beautiful, only Xiao Xianrou can match her, but it's a pity... He's going to be ruined by the dead fat man. A black-silk uniformed stewardess chimed softly.
"It's all to blame on that scar man, he's so strong, maybe he can kill this stinky fat man, stupidly made a sound, and was put down by the anesthetic needle, so angry."
"yes..."
Women are social creatures who are born to love to break their mouths, and no matter how difficult life is, they just can't close that evil mouth.
Moreover, they rely on their sixth sense to distinguish right from wrong, so the question is, what is the sixth sense, who is particularly eye-catching, and who is right.
The fat man's ears were very sharp, he listened to the chirping of broken lips behind him, and glanced back at the flight attendants depressedly. Do I have to take the blame for being so ugly? Is there any reason for this? Is there a royal law?
Men want to see the connotation, what is the connotation?
Lots of people!
More guns!
More bullets!
That's the connotation! The fat man justifiably gave himself a spiritual horse to kill the chicken, and the domineering momentum swelled again.
He squinted his little eyes, and said with a look of involuntary death: "Boy, you obediently give me the girl behind you, the flight attendant behind me, you can pick whatever you want, you follow me in the future, I will let you eat and drink without worry, how about it?" β
The fat man threw it out with a word, as if a bombshell was thrown in the group of flight attendants, and they raised their heads with cheers, blowing the horn to get rid of the ugly fat man and marry Xiao Xianrou.
"Hehe... Hahaha..."
The reception hall on the first floor suddenly rang out with a burst of laughter like silver bells, and it grew louder and louder.
Liao Zhimeng's smile trembled, and tears were squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, this fat man... It's so funny, Liao Zhimeng really can't hold it back.
The big fat man raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Baga, what are you laughing at?" β
Liao Zhimeng's murder weapon in the world shook into a yo-yo, and the horse boy behind the fat man was dizzy, and there were a few horse boys with kidney deficiency, trembling all over, the gate was loosened, and it was a thousand miles away, and the crotch of his pants was wet.
Liao Zhimeng suddenly straightened up her breasts, and her voice was sonorous, and she said: "I laugh at you for not knowing the height of the sky!" β
Liao Zhimeng's face was like frost, and that ruthless momentum burst out from between her eyes, this is the real Liao Zhimeng, a cruel and vicious woman.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, the special meow... I'm a 'connotation' of male prostitution, how can I be so casually knocked down by you?
"Yaga! You've lived enough, right? How dare you speak to me like that? The fat man straightened his belly and shouted fiercely.
Liao Zhimeng smiled again, she smiled charmingly, smiled enchantingly, and killed a hundred flowers with a smile: "Eat my tofu, do you ask the tofu seller?" β
Liao Zhimeng's index finger moved slightly, pointing at Ye Yu...