Chapter 813: Battle’s Strength
The multi-barreled gun in Qiangba's hand is a novelty that few people have seen. Although it looks quite cool, in terms of deterrence, it is far inferior to the scene where Xu Qing grabbed the bullet with his hand just now.~~>
Xu Qing pointed at the multi-barreled gun and said calmly: "The Russian-made GR-10, not a copycat version, can fire fifteen rounds of aggregate fragmentation anti-personnel rounds per minute, and a light armored vehicle can be destroyed with one shot. It can be inferred from this
You guys only need one bullet to turn them into pulp, the bullets are already loaded, who is willing to try?"
As he spoke, Xu Qing squinted his eyes and glanced at Mr. Hal's face, as if he was encouraging him to volunteer to try the power of the multi-barreled gun, almost without shouting "Cam'ang".
Mr. Ha's brocade robe is now soaked with sweat on the back. He wants to hide behind the man next to him immediately, but others have already introduced the power of this strange gun. It can blow up armored vehicles.
If someone deliberately wanted to kill him, he would be beaten to pieces even if he was hiding behind two camels.
"Qiang...Ba...you!" Mr. Hal forced himself to take two steps forward, but he still stuttered a bit when speaking. He did not dare to talk to Xu Qing now, but cleverly turned his focus to Qiangba,
He stared at the powerful multi-barreled gun and said in a trembling voice: "Jiangba, it is your fault for injuring Halbala, and you must compensate!"
Xu Qing now admires the toughness of Mr. Hal from the bottom of his heart. He had the courage to say something to ask for compensation even though someone had a gun pointed at his head. It really cost money rather than life!
In fact, it's not that Mr. Hal is too stubborn. The prairie has its own rules and taboos. Even if Qiangba has enough weapons to kill everyone here, he doesn't dare to shoot and kill easily, because he is at fault first. If
If you dare to commit murder again, you will be jointly pursued by the grassland tribes, including the government officials, and Qianba will not be able to escape even if you are cuckolded!
Jianba really didn't dare to shoot. He held the gun and said with his finger on the trigger: "I was not injured by Halbala at all. His injury is none of my business. If you don't believe me, you can ask my sister..."
Perhaps because of his excitement, this guy started to become a little nervous when he spoke, and even the muzzle of the multi-barrelled gun in his hand involuntarily lowered a bit.
At this moment, the four men standing behind Mr. Hal quickly pounced on him. Two of them, who were big and thick, grabbed Qianba's waist, and the other two powerful men grabbed him hard.
Holding his wrist and lifting it up, the other hand pried off his finger that was holding the trigger.
Jianba wanted to pull the trigger out of desperation, but how could the power of one palm compete with both hands? What's more, these guys were top-notch wrestlers. The explosive power was definitely not something he could bear. In desperation, he could only do it in vain.
He pulled the butt of the gun back.
Just when Daleng was about to lift up the sand eagle in his hand, a group of strong men like wolves and tigers had already rolled their arms and rushed towards him. At least most of them were going towards Xu Qing. These people were not stupid. Since the other party could catch it,
Instead of using guns for bullets, fists and kicks were used for wrestling. A total of forty men rushed towards Xu Qing. Unexpectedly, as soon as they got close, they were bounced away by an extremely powerful force. Forty men rushed towards him and twenty pairs fell out.
Those who landed were smashed to pieces, and half of them were holding their dislocated limbs and screaming in pain.
Zhanyi Shiba Tiao is the ancestor of wrestling. With the help of strength, four ounces can lift a thousand kilograms of weight. The harder the opponent exerts, the harder the fall will be. If a limb is dislocated, one can only blame oneself for exerting too much force.
Xu Qing rushed to Qiangba's side, and with a push of his hands, he threw the four strong men away. One of them happened to land next to the two thin dogs tied next to the ancient bag. The two fierce dogs opened their mouths to
He pounced forward and bit the guy's crotch. "Oh my god!" The guy who was bitten through the egg bag suddenly let out a weird scream and became a crotch-covering palmer. His legs twitched twice and he fainted.
past.
Bang! After escaping from the trap, Qianba raised his gun to the sky and pulled the trigger. A deafening bang made everyone's eardrums buzz, and there was a sudden silence in front of the ancient bag.
Didi——
A cloud of blood rained down from the sky, with scattered feathers like crumbs mixed in. Two Hai Rigu (Sparrowhawks) that happened to fly by were blown into pieces, and everyone's eyes stared like copper bells. As we all know
Hai Rigu is an elf soaring in the blue sky. He usually flies at an altitude of at least two hundred meters. Now he was blown to pieces with a casual shot. The power of this strange gun is naturally self-evident.
A strangely powerful gun, a tough and magical Battle, no one, including Mr. Hal, dared to act rashly. Even Qi Qige stopped crying, with a pair of big watery eyes.
Xu Qing glanced back and forth on his face.
Xu Qing frowned, and suddenly reached out and clasped Mr. Hal's shoulders and pulled him over. He whispered in Méng: "I can testify that your son was the first to kill him with a whip. I will pay you some soup for this."
Can we just forget about the yào fee?"
Mr. Hal's expression was bitter. The moment he was restrained by his shoulders, he felt a numbness from the shoulders down. He knew that he had met a strange person this time. In order to get away as soon as possible, he could only nod his head: "Okay, if it is really a misunderstanding.
If so, there’s no need to pay for the soup..."
Xu Qing reached out and took out a small piece of green jade from his pocket and stuffed it into Mr. Hal's hand. He patted his shoulder lightly and said, "I'll take the oath. I'll make a written statement and this thing will be treated as my own."
You should know how much a person's soup is worth when it's wasted."
This piece of ice jade is something that Qiangba dug from the snow mountain mine. If processed properly, it should be worth about one million Chinese dollars, let alone a broken leg, even if it is bitten by a dog and pierces the egg bag.
That person’s medical expenses are enough.
Mr. Hal regained his ability to move after being tapped on the shoulder. He looked down at the jade in his hand, nodded and said: "Okay, I will establish a document immediately and this matter will never be pursued again."
Qiqi Ge on the side was very smart. He immediately turned around and ran into the ancient bag to get pen and paper, as well as a small box of stamping ink. This girl was really thoughtful.
Mr. Hal took the paper and pen and wrote a piece of paper neatly. Xu Qing glanced at it. It said that Qiangba had paid all the treatment expenses of Halbala, and this matter would not be pursued again... It's not bad.
The words were concise and concise, both parties signed their names and took fingerprints, and the matter was temporarily brought to an end. Even with the help of carrots, the matter was finally properly resolved.
Seeing Mr. Hal driving away with a group of people dejectedly, Xu Qing turned around and glared at Qianba who was still holding a gun, waved his hand and said: "It's done, don't show off with this thing, just fill it with something."
I still have things to do."
Chapter completed!