How many people did 431 kill?

Restrained the demons in his heart, Huang Quan continued on the road, Huang Quanping did not treat others softly because he had just let go of the woman, as long as it was a man with a weapon, he would kill them at the first time, without asking whether those men wanted to use those branches as crutches or do something else, at this moment, Huang Quan's eyes in the killing were a little clearer.

When Huang Quan stood in front of the crowd, he had not yet freed himself from the fierce battle just now, and by the lake in front of him, there were dozens of women standing, if Zhang Xiaoqiang was here, he would recognize these women as those women who were wearing grass clothes but had no scars on their bodies.

There are only two men in total, one is the old man Gao Dezhu, the other is a young man who is ten years old, looks very similar to Gao Dezhu, and there is a small wooden fishing boat with a diesel engine next to them, Gao Dezhu and the young man are nervously overhauling the engine, obviously, no one has used it for a few months, and when it comes to the critical time, the engine does not admit it.

Gao Dezhu also saw the Yellow Spring splashed with blood, the Yellow Spring at this time was the evil ghost who crawled out of hell, they didn't know what Huang Quan had gone through, and they didn't know how Huang Quan got here.

Huang Quan himself didn't know how many people he had killed, the more people he killed, the more blood he spattered, and the most on his earthy yellow mountain combat uniform was no longer yellow, but red and brown, red was fresh blood, and brown was blood that had begun to turn old.

"Okay...... You win, let my family go, I'll give you, what you want, including my little life......"

Huang Quan looked at Gao Dezhu coldly and didn't speak, Gao Dezhu put away the flattery and flattery in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he was a little humble.

The young man beside Gao Dezhu was a little timid, he hid himself behind Gao Dezhu after seeing Huangquan, and when he saw Gao Dezhu talking, he stepped onto the fishing boat and hid in the cabin, as soon as Gao Dezhu's words fell, he stretched out a penny from the cabin to prop up the small fishing boat in the shallow water, and did not care about the life or death of his old man.

Huang Quan raised his hand and sent all the remaining bullets in the rifle into the young man's body, after the young man was shot several times, he looked at Huang Quan with the rifle in surprise, and rolled into the cabin without saying a word, the young man died, the boat also lost control, the penny rowed into the water and floated, and the boat was playing horizontally and turning in circles on the lake.

The scene suddenly fell silent, Huang Quan put the empty rifle on his shoulder, pulled out the silver-white desert eagle from his waist and looked at the old guy.

Gao Dezhu didn't scream, didn't lose his temper, didn't even move a trace of expression, he didn't look at the boat carrying his son's body, he just looked at Huang Quan silently, in Huang Quan's eyes, Gao Dezhu seemed to be more than ten years old all of a sudden.

Huang Quan raised the pistol in his hand and aimed at Gao Dezhu, and when he was shooting, Gao Dezhu spoke.

"Your people have been poisoned ......"

When Huang Quan heard this, he put down the pistol, he knew that he was poisoned, but he didn't know what poison he was in, he wanted to hear what the old man said.

"This island used to be called Lao Gao Island, from my ancestors, this island is our family, my grandfather said to my father to take back this island, my father told me to take back this island, I took it back, this is our Gao family's island, our ancestors have passed down from generation to generation, you are here, you want this island, why? This is our Gao family's island, my son is dead, the Gao family is dead, you say, what will I do? ”

Hearing this, Huang Quan knew that Gao Dezhu would not be able to say the antidote, so he raised his hand and was about to shoot him.

"Hahaha!! No, no...... You see......"

Gao Dezhu raised his hands, and there were two huge wounds on his wrists, and the blood was pouring out of the wounds rapidly, and the blood gushing out of his elbows fell down his elbows into the lake below him.

"I'm going to die...... I'm going to die...... I'll tell you one more thing, there is more than one big black fish, they are sensitive to the smell of blood, you see, I have shed so much blood, it won't be until tomorrow morning, this place will be full of big black fish, hehe...... You say, can you still escape? Hahaha......" "Touch ......"

The gun in Huang Quan's hand rang out, the huge recoil made Huang Quan can't help but take a few steps back, at the moment when the large-caliber bullet hit Gao Dezhu, the women in front of Gao Dezhu screamed and ran away, Huang Quan didn't care about the women who ran blindly in a panic, he indifferently inserted the pistol back into his waist, pulled out his saber and walked towards Gao Dezhu who was lying in the water pool by the lake...... A slight footstep sounded in the distance, and this slight footstep immediately woke Zhang Xiaoqiang up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Huangquan walking towards him.

The sky was already dark, and the light around Zhang Xiaoqiang was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and it was no longer clear to see a little farther away, although Huang Quan was standing less than three meters in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang still squinted his eyes for a while before he could see Huang Quan's appearance clearly.

The helmet covered Huang Quan's eyes, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes, Huang Quan, who was as calm as a mountain, stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, neither humble nor arrogant, no sorrow or joy, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood and gunsmoke, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang so familiar, it was familiar from the soul, it was the kind of familiarity that came from the bones, and it was the taste of slaughtering countless enemies.

"Knock ......" a round thing was thrown to the ground and rolled to Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was squinting, recognized that it was the head of the old man Gao Dezhu, and the surrounding vision was dim, and he couldn't see Gao Dezhu's expression when he died, but he could still see the general appearance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his right foot and stepped on his head and shook slightly, tilting his neck to look at Huang Quan, who had not spoken a word yet.

"How many people have you killed?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked softly, the voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating, this highly penetrating inquiry was like a sword blade piercing Huang Quan, who was still self-controlled, self-suppressed, and the violence in his heart.

"No...... I don't know...... As long as he has a weapon, I will ...... Kill!!! ”

Huang Quan's voice was low and hoarse, his hoarse voice was matched with the thick smell of blood on his body, which made people shudder, this is a different Huang Quan, without the flashy frivolity of the missile base, without the despair and depression after being hit, without the previous anxiety and sensitivity, a killing, a baptism of life and blood, Huang Quan has become stable and atmospheric, and has become more mature.

"Well done...... Remember...... These are the last days, and if you don't kill, people will kill you...... Now, you are the captain of the detachment, Huang Quan, the captain of the Hot Spring Waisuo team, you have to choose the names of the villages that follow us, plus you, a total of ten people......"