"Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be dead, I just saw you move."

Zhang Jie approached a newcomer who fell to the ground with a gun in hand. This newcomer's flowery and green hair can't be seen at all, and the shape is also cut with personality, and on the whole it is a classic shape of a bad youth.

But Zhang Jie did see him move slightly, even if this was just a precursor to awakening, it also showed that this newcomer had merit in body or spirit, just like Zhu Peng and his party just now, the sooner they woke up under the transmission of the main god, the more it meant that the current excellent strength. However, after shouting a few words, people were lying there with their backs to Zhang Jie, as if they were going to play dead to the end.

Zhang Jie, whose patience was exhausted, suddenly stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the newcomer with a colorful head, but even if he pulled it around, the person did not move like a dead corpse.

Looking at the other party's eyelashes and subcutaneous eyeballs that were not fluttering at all, Zhang Jie finally determined that the bad young man who was dragged up in his hand was still in a coma, so what was the matter with his slight movement just now? Did you read it wrong?

As soon as this thought was spinning in his mind, Zheng Zha's exclamation was already heard in Zhang Jie's ears: "Be careful! At the same moment, the newcomer who seemed to be still asleep by the bad young man in Zhang Jie's hand suddenly burst out, his left hand violently pressed the ground, and the whole body was churning with force, and under the cover of the bad young man's figure in Zhang Jie's hand, he used the blind spot to flash behind Zhang Jie, and kicked his right foot violently in the crook of Zhang Jie's leg, so that Zhang Jie knelt down on one knee and twisted his left hand to his back to clamp it, and the other right hand had passed under Zhang Jie's neck and strangled his neck with his elbow. The sequence of movements is clean and beautiful.

However, the two-second quick capture made Zheng Zhazhu Peng unable to rescue at all, and Zeng Rong, who was closest to the side, didn't know when to put down the rectangular weight he was carrying, and the whole person swam silently like a snake to the newcomer who clamped Zhang Jie, but the other party suddenly clamped Zhang Jie's neck and used it as a shield to block Zeng Rong's offensive route, and at the same time grabbed the desert eagle held by Zhang Jie with his right hand to remove his weapon and arm himself.

It was only at this time that everyone noticed that the newcomer who clamped Zhang Jie at this moment was a cold and handsome man, but his eyes were sharp and his temperament was dark and ominous, facing several guns pointed at his head, and the people around him did not fluctuate at all, but asked calmly and coldly: "Who are you?" Why did you get me here? ”

While saying that, he also broke Zhang Jie's finger bones at the same time and refused to let go of the gun, the sharp pain and ruthlessness of snapping and breaking people's finger bones were logically enough to overwhelm the courage of the vast majority of resistants, but he still underestimated Zhang Jie, who was a veteran of the reincarnation team. It seems that because of the humiliation that has been suppressed by someone during this time, and because of the loss of face that he was put down by the newcomer, all in all, while the young man's finger was broken, Zhang Jie's eyes gradually turned red.

"Ah...... Bang bang, mom...... Kaba. ”

A deep roar, several huge gunshots in succession, in the fierce disarming and brutal confrontation, the desert guns in the hands of the two spewed out four gunshot fire, one of the random stray bullets was still hitting the steel plate of the spaceship, and catapulted into the face of an unlucky newcomer, this guy brushed up under the severe pain, covered his cheeks and called his mother in pain.

The last crisp sound of "click", but it was Zhang Jie, whose eyes were scarlet, forcibly turned around completely regardless of his clamped arm, and the entire arm joint was disjointed and disconnected in the power confrontation, but because of this, Zhang Jie broke away from the clamp of the newcomer behind him, and turned around and swept it back with a strong sweeping leg, but before he could take advantage of the initiative to turn around and kick the opponent's chest and abdomen, a white man who had been lying quietly on the ground suddenly jumped up and pounced on Zhang Jie like a big bear. Knock one of them down in the newcomer pile and start a frantic hand-to-hand fight.

This series of things was too fast and abrupt, five gunshots in a row, the miserable howl of the injured newcomer, and even the roar of the white man when he fought with Zhang Jie, all the newcomers could not continue to be unconscious, and most of the eleven newcomers were ordinary Chinese civilians, and they rarely had the opportunity to experience the series of violent incidents of gunfights and fights. At this moment, in the chaotic, unfamiliar, noisy environment, it tends to be crazy and completely irrational, like a headless fly, running away and screaming in panic, making the already chaotic scene a little more chaotic.

If it was usual, Zheng Zha, Zhan Lan would of course stop and appease them, but at this moment, neither the cold beautiful man who had picked up the Desert Eagle nor the white man who was still fighting frantically with Zhang Jie gave them a chance to do so.

Zhu Peng, who had been wearing a black robe and standing with his hands in his hands, had the means to control the scene and calm the chaos, but when he swept his gaze back and forth several times, he sighed and didn't make any moves.

In other words, having Zeng Rong and Li Xiaoyi, two ninth-rate parallel apprentices around him, was enough to annoy him, and his eyes swept over the "strange shapes" of those running and screaming in the field who dyed their heads green, and those "crooked melons and inferior dates" with brains and fat stomachs accounting for half of the weight of their bodies, it is no wonder that the people did not make any moves. Zhu Peng wants to occupy the main god space to establish the first cave heaven and the first blessed land belonging to the Daomen, and reproduce the supreme glory of the ten thousand immortals in the history of the Daomen, but even if there is no class, the standard for including disciples cannot be lowered again and again, and in the end, it is so low that even the lower limit is lowered. If you really want to do that, it is not to recreate the glory of Taoism, but to discredit Taoism.

In the midst of the chaos, the only door in the room suddenly opened slowly and without any wind.

This is undoubtedly the best catharsis, although Zheng Zha is loudly stopping, although the honest Mu Gang still wants to hold one, but these not enough firm efforts have been trampled by semi-crazy people, the eleven newcomers to the alien mission, except for a white young man who has shrunk in the corner since the beginning of the chaos, there are only the cold beautiful man with the desert gun in both hands and the white man who has been subdued by Zeng Rong's ruthless hands.

"Tut-tut, one of the eleven newcomers is good, and two are high, so the proportion of talents is really worth my expectations." When those strange shapes and crooked melons and inferior dates escaped from the line of sight, Zhu Peng walked step by step towards the cold man with a gun in both hands.

Unlike the bear-like white man, as soon as the beautiful man with an obscure temperament in front of him got a gun, his body immediately burst out ten times as murderous as just now, Zheng Zha, after being pointed at by his gun, he was like a frog being targeted by a snake, and although the whole person stood there without retreating, he did not dare to take another step forward.

However, Zhu Peng's sudden insertion broke the invisible confrontation of qi and machine, and the cold and beautiful man was not sure that a shot would hit Zheng Zha, who had a strange center of gravity, but the sudden approach of the black-robed Taoist made him have to shoot an uncertain shot, but his "bang" shot made Zheng Zha's face suddenly change, just because that shot was not aimed at him. At the last moment, the man with the gun shifted the gun path to Zhan Lan, who didn't dare to come out of the air on the side, and the shot forced Zheng Zha, who was already inhumane and terrible, to rescue with all his might, and even used his body to block the trajectory.

But with Zheng Zha's current strengthening, no matter how fast his body is to dodge bullets, chasing bullets will be beyond the limit of his ability.

The blazing line of fire of the Desert Eagle crossed Zheng Zhan's all-out pursuit and blocked and shot straight at the girl Zhan Lan's white forehead and eyebrows, right in the middle.

At the same time, Zhu Peng had already stepped into the seven steps of the ruthless gunman, and he had just shot a beautiful girl's pistol without hesitation, and the head of the gun trembled slightly at this moment, of course, not because of the gunman's own fear, but because of the continuous fine-tuning of the pursuit of higher shooting accuracy.

However, it wasn't until Zhu Peng walked up to the young man and snatched the desert eagle he was holding in both hands that the sweaty gunman failed to fire another shot.

Author's words: There will be a chapter update at eleven o'clock in a while, and Colonel Chu is welcome to appear in the dark.

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