Just like the headless "policeman" just now, after the powerful potential energy brought out by the fat submachine gun suddenly exploded in his body, the huge impact force pierced his stomach, and flew out more than 3 meters away with dozens of pounds of internal organs, and at the same time, the relatively strong spine of the human body was also discounted, so that the upper body and lower body of the corpse were like flip phones, and they were instantly together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This dead fat man, it is really better than the blue, his shot is ruthless, it must be killed, and it is devastating, and it has faintly surpassed the posture of Xu Yujing, the king of martial arts.

The fat man struck a blow, because the scene was really like the scene of a car accident, so that both of us couldn't help but vomit, but just as our brothers were spitting tears and couldn't straighten up, we saw a white shadow burst out of the body of the policeman who had been folded into a U-shape, and flew straight towards me and the fat man.

I was caught off guard with the fat man, and before I could raise my hand to block it, the white shadow had already stuck to my body, I was startled, and just wanted to pull it with my right hand, but I didn't want the white shadow to touch my body, and a puff of green smoke came out in an instant, as if it was burned, and I desperately twisted my body to break free, but my body seemed to have a magnetic attraction, making all its efforts become a useless struggle.

I reacted immediately, this inverted white shadow is just the embodiment of the ghosts of the remnants of the Japanese army, it thinks that me and the fat man are also those ordinary people who can be possessed by them at will, so they will become accustomed to naturally want to attach themselves to our flesh again and continue to abuse, but unfortunately, it didn't expect that I and the fat man had a soul bead in the body that specializes in ghosts, and now it can be folded, stupid, no curse.

Looking at the white shadow that stuck to me like an oversized maggot, and kept bending and stretching, I felt this diaphragm in my heart, this is really a toad crawling on the foot, it doesn't bite people, so I looked at the fat man who had begun to vomit bile: "Okay, vomit in jb, you should squirt out all the prostate fluid, I said, what's wrong with this thing, do you bite it with your mouth or I tear it with my hands, brother." ”

Seriously, when Uncle Lin, the old liar who had a fight with Uncle Li, stayed in my body, he told me that when using the soul beads to absorb the soul, you must be selective, and you can't clip it into the bowl and eat all the vegetables, so although I can completely use your right hand to clasp the white shadow and suck it into my body, first, I am very disgusted with the Japanese army in World War II, and I can't tolerate the existence of these beasts in my body at all; Second, these beasts are naturally lustful, and they still don't change their habits, once I suck their souls, one day when I talk to Shen Han, I can't help but slip out a sentence "The flower girl is very good", isn't that a death, Shen Han had to kill my relatives and abolish me at that time.

That's why I said those words to the fat man, but the dead fat man was really traitorous, so he wiped his mouth and said, "Fucking calf, why don't you let me dance a tango with him and have a wet kiss, uncle." ”

I saw that the fat man was not in the plan, hehe smiled, and began to tear the white shadow from the body one by one, it turned out that I always thought that this ghost was a breath, an ethereal thing, but, after experiencing the vicious battle with the five ghosts of Mo Feiming in the last robbery and killing array, the fat man and I knew that this ghost is also very textured, it can be torn and chewed, of course, this is also because I and the fat man have soul beads in the body, not everyone has this kind of mouth and feel.

But, no matter what, the feeling of this hand-tearing little devil is really cool, no wonder those stupid directors will put such a thunderous scene on the screen to please the audience across the country, it's a pity that that buddy didn't have the opportunity to see this scene of me and the fat man poisoning the soul of the little devil, otherwise he would definitely change his career to make ghost movies.

Gossip and rest, look at me left and right, and tear it again and again, it is called a pleasure, seeing that the white shadow was torn to pieces in a blink of an eye, and gradually revealed its true appearance, it turned out to be a short and fat, full of meat, upper lip and a piece of Rendanhu like a Japanese soldier Cao, that guy looks like a person, at least than the Japanese soldiers we saw in the underground fortifications of the Jianxing Hotel before, it is much more pleasing to the eye, but although I can't make a sound, But with a pair of pig eyes looked at me resentfully, I am really angry, your grandmother's grandson's legs, people say that they are born from the heart, look at your unlucky virtue, when you invaded China, you must have done no less damage, today it fell into the hands of the master, you still think well, grandma.

Thinking of this, I was filled with new hatred and old hatred, and my two hands were upside down as if I was counting banknotes, "brushing, brushing", and tearing the little bit of soul left by the little devil to pieces, which eliminated the hatred in my heart.

The fat man's eyes were straight, and he gave me a thumbs up: "I can see it, you definitely have mental illness, typical mania, you really want to one day the Celestial Empire army will fight in Tokyo, fuck, the consequences are unimaginable." ”

"Don't be useless, his uncle, this little devil is too enjoyable, senior brother, we have to take the initiative." I rose to kill, raised my eyes that I felt like I was going to breathe fire, and looked at the fat man, the killing intent, old and thick.

"No need to attack, people have delivered to the door, you damn it, run......" The fat man first looked behind me with stunned eyes, and muttered to himself as if in a dream, and then pulled my arm, and then threw his legs (liao, two sounds, the meaning of running), and then, a series of hot bullets poured on the ground where we had just stood, causing dust and smoke to splash.

These little devils, really fucking damage, I don't know when, actually played a roundabout trick with us, first through the broken window behind the bungalow into the house, and then from the house to beat me and the fat man's cold gun, fortunately the dead fat man obediently felt sharp-eyed, saw the ghosts of those grandsons, this is what we escaped.

Holy shit, I'm going to be mad, what kind of jb bushido spirit is this, sneaky, not even fucking thugs uh.

However, the good man did not suffer the immediate loss, and the fat man pulled me to turn a few corners in the alley of the bungalow area like a turntable maze, and after a few rods, he shook off those little devils.

Seeing that I was still angry, the fat man took out a cigarette case from his pocket, stuffed one into me, lit another one himself, and took a big puff before he bared his teeth and smiled: "Don't be angry, these devils are actually learning from the eighth master, and they are our apprentices." ”

"Eighth master, what eighth master." I was confused by the fat man's headless words.

"Fuck, Balu, when the Anti-Japanese War was in the past, in fact, the frontal battlefield was led by Lao Jiang in a hard bloody struggle, our grandpa Mao was an old traitor, look at our Balu, I fuck, the guys in my hands can't even catch up with Hanyang, the sleeve, and the people are all migrant workers who can't even understand the little devil, can this be with the little devil, as soon as you see it, you have to break up, so, the old man pondered, fuck, anyway, we are not a regular army, I am a hooligan I am afraid of whom, why don't you come easily, so, what kind of sparrow war, tunnel war, Breaking the attack, listening to bluffing, to put it bluntly, it's a behind-the-back attack, fight for a while, take advantage and run, this time I understand, it seems, these little devils were transferred out of the eight masters (Northeast dialect: tiaoli, teasing, tricking) bitter, deep memory, this time I don't forget it, now I have learned and sold it. ”

The fat man is worthy of being a history teacher, and it sounds quite reasonable to have facts instead of fallacies, but at this time, it is a bit out of place to make up for my historical knowledge.

So, I snuffed out the cigarette butt and looked at the fat man with a crying and laughing: "Brother, you really have a good mouth, no, if you can use your mouth to say that the little devils are "talking and laughing", well, then I'll sit here and listen to your chatter for 50 dollars, your uncle, long snacks, I'll wipe it." ”

"Huh." The fat man smiled very strangely, motioned for me not to make a sound, and then led me, hunched over, and lightly walked along a circle of wooden canes to the back of a mud house with peeling walls, and drilled through the broken cane, and came to the four open windows behind the house.

At this time, the "policemen" who attacked us just now had already formed a column and left the hidden room, apparently going out to search for us, and there were only three "policemen" left in the house who were in charge of guarding.

The fat man and I looked at each other and smiled, with the skills of our little brothers, with two against three, that's not a matter of holding a handle and holding nine out of ten.

Seeing that the "policemen" had completely left the courtyard, I jumped into the house with the fat man, and then I waved my right arm filled with black gas, and the fat man rounded the submachine gun in his hand, "crackling", and the battle ended in five minutes, and the room was full of blood, stumps, and foul-smelling internal organs.

Fortunately, the fat man and I have already adapted to this kind of by-product of killing, although we still can't help but retch, but we can't vomit anything, and our stomachs are empty, but the only trouble is what to do with the ghosts of the three little devils who stuck to us.

"Damn, why do you only have one on you, and I only have two on me,." The fat man looked at the two white shadows stuck to his body, and then at the white shadow on my body, and scolded very depressedly.

However, at this time, the fat man and I were eager to rush out immediately, and then find more "policemen" to kill, so I really didn't have the patience to tear up the ghosts of these Japanese soldiers little by little, but we had to beat them to the ground to prevent them from harming people again.

"Hehe, there you have it, have you washed the sheets, Kaizi." The fat man slapped his head, and he looked like he was suddenly open.

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