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said that it was too late, and then it was fast, the leopard who didn't know whether it was a fat cat or a fat cat suspected of being a leopard, suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang like lightning, his fingers tightened, the trigger was released, and the crossbow bolt flew out. Then, a huge force knocked him out diagonally, and he rolled on the ground a few times to unload his remaining strength and get up.

The leopard was seven or eight meters away from Zhang Xiaoqiang, facing the prowler, a steel crossbow arrow was nailed to its shoulder blades, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the sniper crossbow and picked up the iron gun and swirled around it, there was a numbness and pain in his right shoulder, he glanced at it with the corner of his eye, the clothes on his right shoulder were torn into pieces, and three deep blood wounds were pulled out of five or six centimeters long.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the wound anymore, his eyes were fixed on the leopard, if the crossbow arrow just now hadn't hit it, forcing its movements out of shape, and now his throat would definitely be bitten by it.

The leopard lowered its head and circled around him with a light and nimble step, making a "gurgling" sound in its throat. The crimson Mouzi looked for Zhang Xiaoqiang's flaws and delivered a fatal blow at any time. Zhang Xiaoqiang always faced it and held it against it, and under the tense confrontation, he didn't know the passage of time, and he didn't care about the pain of the wound.

Finally, it couldn't help but pounce on him, countless assassination exercises finally came into use now, the spear head stabbed its head at lightning speed, while stabbing it, its head tilted, the spear head stabbed its back along its ears, and scratched a bloody mark on its colorful fur, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also knocked to the ground by its huge force.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned over and faced up, and before he could get up, the leopard had already pounced on him, he held the gun with both hands, and pointed the head of the gun at the leopard in the air, waiting for it to collide with itself. The leopard had already pounced in front of him, and he was about to be pierced by the iron spear, but he knew that the leopard pounced on the top of Zhang Xiaoqiang's head with a light change of body in the air, and the head of the spear only gently swept to its hind legs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang then stood up facing the leopard, but the leopard rushed at him while he was not on his feet, and this time the leopard did not jump into the air to kill, but lowered its body and rushed at his thigh. It can only be said that the leopard's combat instincts are too sharp, and several assassinations have been dodged by it, and it can kill him every time according to his flaws.

In the blink of an eye, the leopard rushed in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Kill!" This shout did not come out of his throat, but from Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest, with the spirit of his whole body, and stabbed the leopard's head fiercely with the iron gun in his hand.

Just like the previous time, at the last moment of the stab, the leopard shook its head, the iron gun once again swept the fur on the back and fell to the air, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also pulled to the ground by the leopard's tail, the two calf bones were painful and cracked, and he didn't have time to care if the leg bones were broken, but he just raised the iron gun towards the leopard, and sure enough, the leopard rushed over quickly while he fell to the ground, staring at his throat with his eyes!

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the iron gun as he did just now, pointing at the leopard's head, but the leopard flashed to the side at the moment of collision, but he didn't want to suffer any more.

Zhang Xiaoqiang got up, as he began to hold against the leopard, his hot and sore shoulders, his calves with cracked bones and pre-broken calves, constantly tormenting his nerves, and sweat kept dripping from his cheeks in the cold winter. He didn't care about anything else, he only had the monster like a cat and a leopard in his eyes, even the tiger was not so strong!

The crossbow arrows on the shoulder blades also seemed to stimulate the leopard's painful nerves, and the leopard became more and more irritable, and the pair of crimson eyes flashed hatred, ferocity, and hatred towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang surprised by its humanized eyes!

The confrontation continued, it had nowhere to bite Zhang Xiaoqiang was a dog biting a hedgehog, and it could be injured a little at any time, and Zhang Xiaoqiang hit a rabbit with a chicken feather blanket, but he couldn't catch up, and he couldn't hit it. Now in this situation, Zhang Xiaoqiang also has a headache, he can't win, he can't run, and he doesn't even dare to move at will, for fear of being found a flaw, so he used the corner of his eye to find a sniper crossbow.

"No ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang fought with the leopard for a few rounds, the battlefield was getting farther and farther away from his backpack, and the hope of scaring it away with a sniper crossbow was gone! Now one can only hope that it will go away on its own.

The leopard no longer knows how many times he has circled around Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know how long he has been facing the leopard.

The leopard's gaze became more and more dangerous, the leopard became more and more anxious, and Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he couldn't hold it anymore.

"You have to fight early, you have to get out of here, you have to get out of here, and it's not annoying to fall to the ground!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded in his heart, and at this time, the leopard's patience was also extreme, and he was angry when he saw that there was no way to take Zhang Xiaoqiang all the time!

"Woohoo......" The leopard let out a low roar, although to Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears, it was similar to his voice to the fat cat in the door, Chun. But how is this scene so familiar?

The leopard began to inhale, and at this time, the movements of the big dog in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind began to overlap with the movements of the leopard.

"Lean on ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded wildly, the iron gun that he didn't let go was thrown away by him, holding his head with both hands is a "lazy donkey rolling", he doesn't think about anything, he doesn't have time to think about anything, he just rolls desperately!

A scorching flame erupted from behind him, but fortunately it didn't take long, and he was already on the edge of the fire. In addition to the fever of his head, he only burned a few places on his face, and then rolled a few times to extinguish the flames on his clothes. After the leopard spewed out flames, it was a little sluggish, and when it saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have an iron gun in his hand, it quickly pounced on him.

Seeing the leopard pounce on him, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his tiger tooth saber and squinted and calculated the distance, closer, closer.

Just five or six meters away, the leopard's hind legs kicked on the ground violently, and then took off to pounce on him, just before it bit Zhang Xiaoqiang, he lunged forward according to the posture of practicing assassination on weekdays, lowered his body, held the saber in his right hand, the blade rushed forward, the tip of the knife went up, the left hand supported the back of the knife, the blade tilted forward, and a burst of resistance passed from the tip of the knife to the blade, and then to the wrist, and then the tip of the knife disappeared.

The leopard fell lightly behind him, turned to look at him, and the next moment all kinds of internal organs fell out of the leopard's chest and abdomen and fell to the ground, and the leopard took three or four steps to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, and then fell to the ground and convulsed.

"Hoo ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a deep breath.

walked up to the leopard and looked at it, but no matter how you look at it, the leopard looks like the fat cat that Zhang Xiaoqiang released from the kitchen of the opposite door two months ago, and Zhang Xiaoqiang still remembers that it glanced at him before going out.

"Could it be that the cat has grown so big after mutating?" Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked it again; "Ungrateful fellow, I would have starved you to death in the kitchen if I had known"

The saber opened from its throat to its chrysanthemums, and the ground was bloody and "deserved"

Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to pick up his iron gun, and it is all up to him to save his life today.

"......" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the iron gun and scolded the dead cat, the wooden handle of the triangular file was burned to coke, and the galvanized water pipe was burned red, slightly deformed. How can the root of his life be made like this, so that he is not angry.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his saber to dismantle the dead cat into eight pieces, one knife, two knives, he kept stabbing the corpse, and suddenly stabbed on a hard thing and shook his arm numb, "Not bones?" He cut it open, and an irregular triangular object, the size of a fist, was revealed, and when he picked it up, it was covered in blood, and he couldn't really see anything, but it felt very hard.

"Cats get stones, too?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the iron gun that was still a little hot, put on his backpack and mp9 and returned home with the unknown cat stone, closed the anti-theft iron door, and the hard air in his heart dispersed, only to feel that the strength in his body disappeared, and the feeling of fainting followed, and he walked to the bed with the last bit of strength and the last point of soberness, and then he didn't know anything.