Winnie is not only a beautiful scholar, but also has a cause and effect with Yang Xiaohai. Just when he was in the black-clothed security building, full of thought that he and Wang Xiaona and other black-clothed people were fighting against the end of the world, Winnie and her friends had been fighting on the broken ship for a long time. At that time, although she was trapped in a semi-cut boat, she was full of hope and confidence in the future.

If it is expected that in half a year, the world will be reduced to the point of cannibalism. Maybe she'll be a different story. But no matter what, now she is wearing a thin piece of cloth, and she is judged like a commodity. Let the fiery, contemptuous, and ill-intentioned gaze wander freely on the body.

The reason for her disdain is that she hides her self-esteem and all her unrealistic thoughts. All she could do was be as indifferent as possible to meet the harsh reality.

It's just that she wants to hide herself in a shell of indifference, but someone doesn't intend to let her go. The bunny girl was grinding with the fat man Sorov, and stepped on the thin black leather shoes and twisted in front of Winnie. This beautiful woman with blonde hair and a super high IQ was invited by Mr. "Brie" like her.

But the difference is that she refused. "If you rely on your brains, you dare to ignore people? Even if you look good, even if you have a good body? Now, I'm selling you! ”

The bunny girl thought fiercely, but her eyes fell on an expressionless face. "It's all on this, still arrogant, still crazy? I want you crazy, I want you to look down on me......"

The bunny girl reached out and squeezed hard. The long eyebrows immediately furrowed. She hung her arms down, and even though she was not bound by ropes, she did not resist. For she knew very well that a futile resistance would be punished ten times more than the present one. Even though he shivered in pain, his arms were still honestly attached to his sides.

Maybe the bunny girl's hands are not small, or her fingernails are very pointed; Anyway, Winnie raised her head in pain. In this way, Yang Xiaohai just caught her expression, and also strengthened his determination to make a big fuss.

Blood flickered, bullets whistled. When several Mi mercenaries in the house fell, Sorov's vulgar howl was also heard from the loudspeaker: "Beauty is a noble expendable. Before their beauty disappears, be sure to enjoy it. If you lose your spirit, the taste will be very bad. This is a little experience of my Lao Suo, and I will give it to you for free, no thanks. ”

Yang Xiaohai spat fiercely, picked up two AKs, and pulled a few more magazines. One gun in his hand, the other behind his back. felt that he couldn't take it anymore, so he said to Hei Tong: "Ancestor, I've seen enough of the show." I want to kill people and rob goods next, are you interested in getting involved? ”

As early as when Yang Xiaohai pounced on the soldiers of the United States, the black pupils had already opened their eyes. But she sat cross-legged on the couch and didn't move. It wasn't until Yang Xiaohai took the initiative to talk that she had a good time to say: "It doesn't matter, it's idle anyway." It's just that you take the initiative to attack and kill your own kind, but it's a bit inconsistent. ”

"It's not a contradiction at all. As long as you don't take the initiative to eat human flesh for survival, you are not my kind. ”

"Che, how do you know that among these people, they are not under pressure to survive?" "Because they're in the way. And if I don't kill them, they will kill me. In a word, if you eat human flesh, you dare to hinder me, and if you kill it, you will kill it. ”

There was blood splashing on Yang Xiaohai's face, but his tone was very calm. The black pupil nodded gently, not only did not mock, but thought deeply. As the end lasts, Yang Xiaohai's mood has gradually changed. If Yang Xiaohai, who just came out of the house, is a blank sheet of paper that is good to everyone, then now he accepts reality and accepts the law of the jungle.

Stepping on the viscous plasma, Yang Xiaohai moved the big man blocking the door away, and then opened the door. As soon as he came out of the room, several GIs poured out of the corridors on both sides. Without waiting for Yang Xiaohai to make a move, he only heard a clear sound of "disease", and the unique cold light of the "Tiancong Cloud Sword" shook wildly, piercing all the dozen soldiers at both ends in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiaohai couldn't bear it, after all, they were all healthy people who survived with great difficulty! She looked back at the black pupils, but saw only indifference on that delicate little face. It was genuine indifference, and even a bit of contempt. Such a scene, Yang Xiaohai felt a little uncomfortable.

Time waits for no one, and after a while, many beauties may pack up and fly away. Looking left and right, Yang Xiaohai suddenly realized that he didn't know the specific location of the transaction. It's easy to break through, and it's difficult to save people without alarming everyone. And he's already made a lot of noise, maybe he's already alarmed Brie.

Just as he was wandering, he saw the "Tiancong Cloud Sword" drawn in the air at a glance. The strange knife slashed up and down, and the two circles formed the Arabic numeral "8". Looking further down, I saw the red-haired woman with her eyes glaring. "Unlucky boy, why is she here?"

The redhead was none other than the service lady who was blasted out. Although he yelled at her, Yang Xiaohai didn't want to kill her.

"¥#@&¥&" Just when Yang Xiaohai looked at the red-haired girl, she also woke up and muttered a string of foreign languages.

Yang Xiaohai was slightly shocked, daring to love that she was not dead. First glanced strangely at the "Tiancong Cloud Sword" with the character "8" drawn, and then squatted down in front of the red-haired woman: "Speak Chinese!" ”

"Yes, guest." The redhead replied, almost reflexively.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't know anything. I'm just a waiter...", another long list of nonsense.

"Do you know where the transaction is?" Yang Xiaohai interrupted her coldly.

"I know, I know, I know. As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want me to do! The red-haired woman replied in horror, frightened by the unpredictable methods.

"Hey, who are you? Why isn't there a staff to lead the way? What about your trading cards? Hold it. Otherwise......"

"Brush Brush Brush"

"Hey, they're here, shoot and shoot, crash them."

"Brush Brush Brush"

"Hey, Mr. 'Brie', I think we're in trouble......"

"Brush Brush Brush"

After getting the specific location of the transaction from the red-haired woman's mouth, Yang Xiaohai rushed downstairs with extraordinary speed. The soldier with the gun came forward, and within a few words, he was stabbed through by the "Tiancong Cloud Sword". Because of the swift action, the soldiers did not even fire their guns. This allowed the two of them to go down to the first floor smoothly and quietly ran towards the prison gate.

After turning a few corners, a large open space surrounded by barbed wire appeared in front of the two of them. Judging from the scattered basketball hoops, this should be a place for prisoners to let off steam. This is located in the depths of the prison, and Yang Xiaohai has never been here. It is said to be an empty space, but it is not empty at all. The huge basketball court is full of supplies.

I believe this is what Soros and others have contributed. More than a dozen GIs were scattered in the corners of the court, and many more were standing on high ground. Four heavy machine guns were also erected in the four corners. And there is a group of people around the field. More than a dozen bikini girls shivered in the cold wind, and across from them was the big fat man Sorov, who was dancing and foaming at the mouth.

It seemed that the deal was over, and Sorov's men were driving a dozen women to the other corner of the prison. Faced with a scene of high vigilance, Yang Xiaohai hid in the dark and did not show his head.

More than a dozen big men in thick clothes surrounded a dozen trembling women in the middle, and slowly walked through the prison until they reached the prison gate. Outside the door, a heavy transport helicopter was already shaking the propellers. As soon as he exited the gate and got on the plane, Sorov would soar into the sky and fly to the distant airport with satisfaction. There, his guest plane descends from the sky and picks him up and all the beauties.

Sorov was satisfied, although these beauties were worth a lot, but who made him like it. The big iron door in front of him slowly opened, and he could already see the transport helicopter that greeted him not far away. The sound of the gun above pierced the roar of the propeller, which made him sigh with emotion: Even if he becomes an oligarch, it is still not peaceful!

Turn your head, starting from the first one and moving on to the last. These almost bare-ass beauties are more seductive than the other. Their trembling bodies, pale angelic faces made his blood run wild. This trip is worth it! Especially the last beauty, high IQ, tall man, arrogant...... Hey, when you get on the plane, I'll want you to sing loudly!

Thinking of this, Sorov's heart was on fire. Just as I was thinking about the good things, suddenly, an unprecedented fear hit my heart. The fear, domineering and unreasonable, made Sorov, who called himself a tough guy, slam his head into the ground. It felt like death was already behind me.

Sorov was frightened, he squeezed his throat like a, and he didn't even hear the shrill howls coming out of his mouth. He lay on the snow in horror, unable to move. But a constant whooshing sound was heard in my ears.

The chilling fear came without any reason, and there was no trace of retreat. In a matter of moments, Sorov regained his mobility, and as he got up from the ground in shock, he saw a sturdy figure rushing to his woman's side, and then helping them all up.

"Bastard! Don't touch my baby! If I pollute them, I will return them and give them a bad review. You bastard, fuck off! "Sorov was scared like a puddle of mud a second ago, but now he is alive.

Just as he was in a thunderous mood, the gun went off. His men fell without resistance like leeks that had been cut. "Bastard, you bastard! You're all bastards! The 'Brie' of the 'bastard', the despicable black eats the black, ah......"

In the midst of the curse, Sorov was shot in the face and fell on his back in the snow. He didn't know that it wasn't just him, everyone at the prison gate was frightened by mysterious fear. And in addition to his dozen or so men, Mr. "Brie's" men who were hiding in the shadows also fell a lot.

In a panic and in a daze, the door was completely open. More than a dozen unclothed women, dragged by Yang Xiaohai, staggered out of the prison.

And Sorov was not disappointed, a large bullet hole opened in his forehead, and the hot blood melted into layers of snow. Yang Xiaohai's lame marksmanship has achieved a super-level performance at this time.