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Nine hundred and three biochemical god of war 1V3

Pei Zhuang quickly ran into the woods and then stopped on the spot, and suddenly turned around and looked at the person chasing in.

The bald brother who came in later felt a little hesitant when he saw Pei Zhuang. After all, Pei Zhuang is in a bad condition now. His clothes are dry and his hands seem to be broken. The exposed parts of his face are all over the place, and the blood is constantly dripping, which looks like a word of miserableness.

After seeing the person, Pei Zhuang immediately turned around and ran into the forest again, but the route was obviously tilted and did not follow the normal straight line. The man from Pei Zhuang saw behind him did not feel anything strange, so he took a step and chased him. As soon as he walked, he took out a handful of clamping spring from his pocket to make Pei Zhuang feel cool.

Just as the man was planning, Pei Zhuang suddenly turned around and rushed back towards the man like a zombie. His throat made a creepy sound and his eyes revealed a look that was not as good as humans should have.

"Don't go, fuck you!" The man was so scared that he shook his head and raised his hand and stabbed Pei Zhuang. However, Pei Zhuang seemed to be a savage who had grown up with raw meat. He reached out and grabbed the blade of the snail, then raised his elbow on the same side and fucked it directly on the man's chin. Taking advantage of the moment when the man raised his head and exposed his neck, he reached his wrist and saw that his wrist was dislocated and he rushed towards the man's throat. His nature was comparable to many bloody movies abroad.

It turned out that while Pei Zhuang was running, he took out the small glass bottle of injections he carried with him from his pocket again. Because the syringe was lost while running, Pei Zhuang, who was extremely handsome, actually opened the small glass bottle while resting and stabbed it into his thigh artery. This method of priming is known to many people in the industry to know that this is called "opening the skylight!"

The so-called opening of a skylight means either injecting directly under the scalp or directly into the major artery. The blood vessels of the major artery are one of the main blood vessels in the human body and connect to the brain. Therefore, the drug flows directly to the brain through the major artery, which gives the greatest stimulation, but the damage is obvious and the greatest.

Pei Zhuang was obviously stimulated by drugs, so at this time, let alone using the broken backbone, if you give him some stimulation, he will easily do something that both human and gods are angry at the telephone poles and bicycles.

The man asked Pei Zhuang to hit the Adam's apple. He felt that he had difficulty breathing and took a step back in an instant and reached out to cover his mouth. However, the blood foam sprayed more and more, and the Adam's apple was broken. This was certain.

"Brother..." Just as Pei Zhuang was fucking someone two or three times, the man with shawl hair, who had just driven to find a direction to retreat and was about to leave, saw the scene of his own brother slowly going to the end at a glance. His eyes were about to break and shouted, then he pulled out the sharp knife on his body and rushed towards Pei Zhuang.

When Pei Zhuang saw the person rushing up, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to meet the long-haired man. The long-haired man stabbed Pei Zhuang's shoulder blade with a knife, and Pei Zhuang grabbed the long-haired man's hair again with a trick.

"Fuck your mother, fuck you to death!" The long-haired man gritted his teeth and pulled the knife back, but Pei Zhuang pressed his hand down and took it to the man's elbow, and then the man could not pull back his hand and fixed it.

"You are the only one?" Pei Zhuang asked in a drooling manner and then swung his hand horizontally towards the side of the long-haired man's temple with his hand that could move.

"Bang..." The long-haired man was fucked quickly and then shook his head and pushed forward with a force in his hand. He let the knife fuck him again for a few minutes.

"Is it the only one you? Fuck me to death?" Pei Zhuang shouted again as if he was repeating the machine, and his arm hit the same position as the long-haired man again.

"Go to your mother, it's a pussy..." The long-haired man felt his eyes turn black, but he still held the knife with both hands and tried to pull it out and fuck it.

Pei Zhuang tilted his head and made a crunching sound on his neck, then raised his foot and kicked it directly on the man's lower abdomen. Then he grabbed the man's wrist and pressed it down. His arm, which had been used as a weapon, fucked the man's Adam's apple again. Then the man with long hair suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground, looking at Pei Zhuang with his eyes straight.

"Kang..." A sudden gunshot, Pei Zhuang suddenly let go of the hand that was pulling the long-haired man and stood up and ran. If Pei Zhuang usually said that he could run for 100 meters, it would take 12 or 3 seconds. If Pei Zhuang was thrown at the Olympics, he would have a dysentery for Bolt, provided that he did not have a drug test.

The bald man with injuries on his body stumbled towards Peizhuang with a loud pace in his hand, but in the end he fell to the ground with unstoppable strength.

A few minutes later, Pei Zhuang took Han Muguang away from the grove as if nothing had happened.

A few minutes later, Sun Dazhi looked far away and saw the forest full of policemen and many people around him who heard gunshots coming out to watch the fun frowned and waited. However, in the end, the police in the forest did not find anything except a corpse. This made Sun Dazhi frowned a little disappointed and then quickly left the place with Du Jiang and ***.

Outside a community in Fengtai, Pei Zhuang hid in a used warehouse with Han Musheng, who had been peeing for a long time. Pei Zhuang put his dislocated palm expressionlessly on the ground and looked at Han Musheng with a smile and asked, "Are you quite rich?"

The life Han Musheng has lived in these few days seems to have denied all his life for decades. He can only nod his head like a walking corpse and dare not say anything else.

Pei Zhuang saw Han Musheng nodding like this and then stepped on his wrist with one foot. Then he took a deep breath, kicked his feet down and thrust his body upwards...

After a crisp "crack" sound, Pei Zhuang shook his neck with pleasure and said, "Since you have money, please help me with some food. I still want to order D.L Ding..."
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