Chapter Eighty-Seven: Your Uncle Is Still Your Uncle
"Zhou Yi, it seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking! I also heard about it last time, but it was because the kid was not strong enough that he was killed by you. β
Gou Fugui raised his head, and his nose snorted disdainfully, this kid has no aura in his body, and his figure looks very thin, his face is so white, he looks like a little white face! What a bullshit yin and yang businessman! Isn't it just a businessman? Dare to fight with him and look for death!
The lame uncle pointed at Gou Fugui indignantly and scolded: "Your uncle! Originally, your uncle's leg was good, but he was lame by you! β
"Old stopper, dare to say it again, grandpa's machete is not forgiving!"
Zhou Yi: "It's not early. β
Gou Fugui: "Huh? β
Zhou Yi clicked on the system panel, the three items had been refreshed, and he casually exchanged 100 merit points for the Makqin heavy machine gun, anyway, he now has more merit points, and he doesn't worry about spending at all.
After the exchange, a machine gun immediately appeared in his hand, Gou Fugui stared at the black pimple for a moment, and retreated with a large group of men and horses quite cautiously, "Be careful, this thing is very powerful!" β
Gou Fugui has been dead for 300 years, and although he has never seen this black bump, he feels inexplicably terrifying.
When the machine gun arrived, Zhou Yi casually summoned the revolver from the jade wrench and threw it to Zhang Shouyue, and said lightly: "The times are progressing, the times are developing, which old antique is still using cold weapons now?" β
Zhang Shouyue, holding a silver steel gun: "......"
Okay, big brother is good, big brother Miao is right! He's an antique!
Then Zhou Yi adjusted the head of the machine gun and aimed it at the team in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a perfect arc, "Next is the moment to witness the miracle!" β
"Bump Bump Bump Tu Tu!"
After a burst of screams, the indiscriminate attack of the machine guns swept away a large area in front, and the ghosts behind were so frightened that they didn't dare to get on it. Gou Fugui was hit by a bullet and jumped left and right, and one bullet happened to pass through his knee, so that he had to kneel on the ground and make a proper salute to Zhou Yi.
His subordinates were quite loyal, and immediately dragged Gou Fugui behind the group of ghosts, Zhou Yi stopped after sweeping wildly with a machine gun on his lap, and sneered: "Yo he, grandson, it's not the New Year yet, grandpa doesn't have a red envelope." Gou Fugui, to be honest, do you still have a brother named Don't Forget? β
Gou Fugui: "Too much deception! Soldiers, give it to me! β
Silent.
An eerie silence.
Gou Fugui hid behind the group of ghosts, and scolded angrily: "Give me the, where is the usual shouting and drinking?!! β
"Big brother, we've hit a hard stubble! Stop fighting, let's go! β
"Big brother, if you don't run, I'll run away!"
Some ghosts run away when they see that the situation is not right, and the speed is faster than that of a rabbit. Zhang Shouyue gave an order, and the men and horses on their side immediately brandished hoes and chased people with bricks in their hands.
Zhou Yi stood idly, he had already seen the ghost-colored silk threads on Gou Fugui's body, people have cause and effect lines, and ghosts also have cause and effect lines. It's not that death will end up and everything will be fine. Some of these black silk threads are lighter in color, and some are dark and deep, and the people at the end of the black silk threads are the people Gou Fugui once killed.
casually probed the 100 causal lines connected by Gou Fugui, and all of them died miserably. There were those who were hacked to death with machetes, stoned to death, and beaten to death by living sticks, all of whom were civilians.
"Big brother, it's time for me to perform!"
Zhang Shouyue was extremely smart, and he knew what Zhou Yi meant when he saw that he didn't make a move. The boss wants to hone their group of people, otherwise with the boss's ability to wave his hand, this group of ghosts will be destroyed immediately!
"Brothers, give it to me!" Zhang Shouyue shouted, holding a steel gun in his left hand and a revolver of equipment given by Zhou Yigang in his right hand, feeling that there was wind on his feet.
Zhou Yi found a high slope for himself, jumped on it, and jumped on it. Looking at the six roads from a distance, the ears can be heard in all directions, which can not only watch this battle from a high level, but also avoid being too close to the battlefield to smoke yourself.
Using psionic engraving from a distance, the bricks in the hands of the lame old man ghost, the broken arm of the pockmarked ghost, the head of the headless ghost and other weapons were attached with psionic energy.
"Ahh
"My head!"
"Don't don't slap your face!"
From a distance, a lot of ghosts appeared densely, and this pile of ghosts quickly floated over, Zhou Yi stared and saw that they had no intention of making a move, but they were just watching like himself, so he didn't bother to care about them, he was fast to shoot, but if he had to do everything by himself, he had to ask Zhang Shou to do what these people did!
Do you keep it for fun?
"Zhang Shouyue, you are shameless, you are looking for a plug-in!"
"Lao Tzu can have an external attachment, it is Lao Tzu's ability, you can also find the ability!"
A moaning of Gou Fugui and pain came out of the head of a ghost, "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi...... Yes! My leg! β
Zhang Shouyue shot Gou Fugui's uninjured left leg, and said with a smile: "Don't bully the young man to be poor!" β
Gou Fugui: "...... Ahhhhh β
The lame old man unceremoniously gave Gou Fugui a hard hoe, "The young man is arrogant enough, his uncle and I are here!" β
The hoe clattered, the bricks made a crisp bone cracking sound, Zhang Shouyue swept the steel gun unceremoniously, and was hit by the revolver δΈ¨ pistol, Gou Fugui in the chest couldn't react, and quickly received the box lunch, his head grumbled and smashed to the ground, his eyes widened, and he stared at Zhang Shouyue blindly.
"Ah, the boss is dead! Come on! β
"Run, run!"
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The rest of the little brother group of dragons immediately scattered and fled, Zhang Shouyue raised the steel gun high, looked at the head on the ground with disgust, picked a less disgusting place, and inserted a shot, like a string of grasshoppers.
"Big brother! The younger brother fortunately lived up to his mission, won the battle, and successfully killed the enemy Gou Fugui, which is his head! β
Zhou Yi patted Zhang Shouyue's shoulder vigorously, Gou Fugui, who was strung into a grasshopper, stared at him without looking at him, two lines of blood and tears flowed out of the ghost's ghostly eye hole, his mouth was wide open, and his tongue was deep. He silently turned his face away and said, "Burn it, look at the strange people." β
A smell of burnt paste came, and Gou Fugui, the leader of the 967 bandits in the Southern District, ended my life by me. The powerful ghost who was silently watching the battle like Zhou Yi just now has long since disappeared.
Zhou Yi said: "Good job, work hard next time." β
Zhang Shouyue, who had been killing all sides just now, scratched his head, fell to his knees with a thud, and said gratefully: "This weapon is so powerful, thank you, my lord." β