Footsteps from outside forced in. He couldn't delay for a moment. The only thing he could do was to make a last ditch effort. Finding Sima Qing at this time was the most critical. Although these minions could be dealt with, they could not find Sima Qing.
But they are all passive.
If they threaten him with Sima Qing, then both he and Sima Qing will be doomed, so they can only rush down and save Sima Qing before they are cornered.
After saving her, I will find a way to get out. Anyway, I have already died n times. I don't care about this time. As long as she is fine, I will feel at ease. But if I die, oh, the one at home
This group of women can't help it.
Zhang Zihao threw a corpse into the narrow passage, and he grabbed the machine gun and jumped down immediately. This only took a moment to react and see who would kill whom first. Hesitation and fear were not enough.
.
"Bang...bang..."
There were really several gunshots. Zhang Zihao could see clearly that it was the little man in a suit who fired the gun. Oh my, this guy with a hair in his mouth was still the consul here. His virtue was really bad. A master like Zhang Zihao, with his
If you want to deal with it too, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
With just any deception, the gun would not be able to find its target. His skills were inferior to that of the soldier. If he was the only one to shoot, Zhang Zihao would really have to waste a lot of effort to deceive him.
This idiot is also a scourge, and this sb thing is disgusting. Zhang Zihao did not hesitate, and directly shot the ****. Although the accuracy of the machine gun was not good, but at this distance, it was an accurate shot and hit it directly.
One shot between his eyebrows was all right.
And when he dropped it, he also found that the big black man was standing at the small door in the back. In fact, he had noticed the black man earlier, but the black man didn't care about the life or death of the little man in the suit, as if
It's like this has nothing to do with him.
Of course, that stupid thing can't command the boss of the killer army. This leader is an expert. He can kill all the minions in the consulate by himself.
Originally, the black man only did things for money and their principles. Now that what they wanted to do was done, they would not care about the lives of these R-country people.
Zhang Zihao looked around and saw that the basement was about sixty square meters, with only two rooms. The outside room was quite big, and there was a door inside. He saw a bed inside the door, and the big man was standing there.
At the door, he looked at Zhang Zihao with a smile on his face.
Zhang Zihao felt that Sima Qing was in the room, but he didn't move. He wanted to see what the nigger meant. Anyway, Sima Qing was in his hands, and he was anxious to hurt her this time.
The nigger waved toward the room, and then he made way for the outside. As a result, Zhang Zihao saw that slender figure walking out. Who else could it be if it wasn't Sima Qing?
"Brother...is that you?" Sima Qing's expression was a little complicated, because she knew Zhang Zihao would come to save her, but she felt that there were many experts in this place and the defense was so tight that she was really afraid that something would happen to him.
In her mind, she felt that Zhang Zihao's life was more important than hers, because she was alone, but he had many women to take care of, and Zhang Zihao would take care of her own parents for her.
Of course, she really loves Zhang Zihao and cherishes everything about him. For her, she also has an unspeakable affection for Zhang Zihao. She doesn't know what it is, but she can't bear to have anything happen to Zhang Zihao anyway.
Seeing Sima Qing, Zhang Zihao also took off his mask. He had already found this person, so it was pointless to wear a mask again. Anyway, he was just trying his best to save people, so there was no need to cover up.
"Sister, are you okay?" Zhang Zihao asked with concern. Seeing Sima Qing's beautiful face shining with tears, he couldn't bear it. Thinking about these 2b devils actually wanting to hurt Sima Qing, he wanted to
Cut it into eight pieces.
But fortunately, it seemed like she wasn't injured at all, just her hands were tied, and her beautiful face still looked so charming and worthy of people's love.
It's a pity that she is still in the hands of the big man, and he doesn't dare to mess around. Her little body is much more valuable than a thick man like him. If she kills him, she won't be allowed to be hurt by others.
But the big black man was still pointing the gun at her, but he was smiling and pointing at the gun in his hand. Zhang Zihao understood. Looking at his posture, he knew that he wanted to compete with her.
So he first threw the machine gun on the ground, then pulled out the dagger and raised it in his hand.
The big man seemed very happy, and then he threw the gun on the ground and took out the dagger he had prepared. However, he looked quite confident, and his proud smile seemed to have convinced Zhang Zihao.
"If you kill my men, I will stab you to death with my own hands, and then rape this woman of yours." He said proudly to Zhang Zihao in half-stammered Chinese, "This woman of yours will be my
You have a trophy, she looks very good, I like it very much, and I hope to see her moaning under me, I will satisfy her for you."
This nigger woman has indeed played a lot, and the black man's thing is also big, and he is better at dealing with women, and he is also very open-minded, and his words are very straightforward.
However, Sima Qing's face was extremely red. Being said that to her and in front of Zhang Zihao made her feel really uncomfortable. But she also knew that these rough men were rough to begin with, and her younger brother was the only one between her and Zhang Zihao.
He appeared polite in front of them, but actually when she saw his murderous methods, he was just polite because of her and them.
"It's just you, don't you think you're confident?" Zhang Zihao smiled slightly. In this kind of killing game, he also knew that the nigger would take Sima Qing as a trophy, otherwise it would be meaningless if he won, but Zhang Zihao had no chance.
Choice, the only thing he can do is to defeat him and kill him.
Although he knew that the man was really powerful, he had no need to be afraid or retreat. Killing him, rescuing Sima Qing, and then killing him out was the royal way and the only way to survive.
However, the footsteps outside were also approaching. He knew that he didn't have much time. He couldn't be distracted when dealing with this big man. Only by fighting him to the death could he have any hope.
Zhang Zihao picked up the dagger and rushed over, because he had no time to hesitate. Just kill the man and protect Sima Qing anyway. Waiting is just a waste of precious time.
"Brother, be careful!" Sima Qing's heart tightened when she saw Zhang Zihao rushing over. She was not afraid that her nigger would take her as a trophy, but she was just worried about Zhang Zihao.
She felt that she had a deep affection for him. Although she didn't know what kind of affection it was, she was sure that she was really afraid that something would happen to him, because this brother had saved her many times, and this strong and thick man
, and protected her many times.
Not only because of this, her vulgar man was so kind to her and so obedient. For her, she actually felt very safe around him. Although he was not used to urban life, he even felt uncomfortable when faced with it.
It's a little silly and cute, but it also becomes the best thing for me to show off in front of him.
Seeing this handsome man being called around by her, she actually felt a little happy. Of course, she realized that he was acting like this because he cared about her, so her little heart was also very touched.
At this time, the black man also raised his dagger and rushed over. He was still very confident. When he saw Zhang Zihao's quick movements, he was very happy. It was as if he smelled the excitement of blood. His whole body was excited and his blood was boiling.
stand up.
But the nigger is indeed very fast. The leader of the killer army is indeed very powerful. His subordinates are really not on the same level as him. No wonder he can become the god of the killer army.
10 steps
9 steps
8 steps
....
Seeing that he was getting close, Zhang Zihao knew that he didn't have much time to react, so when he approached him, he quickly turned left and stabbed his chest with the dagger in his right hand.
The speed is too fast, and they can no longer evade the attacks temporarily. They can only rely on mutual inertia and instantaneous movements to complete the assassination. This is the unanimous idea of the two of them, and it is also a manifestation of the spiritual connection between the masters.
But the big black man fell down and knelt on his knees, trying to slip under Zhang Zihao's hand, but his dagger stabbed towards Zhang Zihao's waist.
However, because the speed of the two of them was too fast, no one had time to dodge. Zhang Zihao's waist was cut open, and blood started to flow there. He was injured.
The black man's right shoulder was also scratched by the dagger, and there was a big gash there. However, the black man seemed to have not tasted his own blood for a long time. He picked up his finger and took some of his own blood.
, then put it in his mouth and licked it, and said with a smile: "You are indeed good, you are capable of hurting me."
"The same goes for you. I haven't been hurt in many years. Even your men, none of them can hurt me."
"It seems that we really have a rival." The black man smiled even more proudly. He had indeed been a killer. People who like to play killing games are different. "I have always liked bloody killings. Money is not important to me.
I'm really happy to find an opponent like you."
"Really? But I'm not happy. I just want to kill you quickly and save others."
"Oh, can you kill me? But I want to play with you first." As he said that, he climbed up the passage and muttered to the soldiers outside.
He probably said that he was going to fight Zhang Zihao and then kill him, and told them not to rush over. Although this black man was not their head, and their heads were all dead, these soldiers were nothing to this master.
If you don't listen to him, if this black man kills them in turn, they will be doomed.
And when Sima Qing saw Zhang Zihao's injury, his face was tense and his little eyes were filled with tears. The worried look was really heartbreaking.
"Brother, how are you? Does it hurt?" Sima Qing asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a small injury." In fact, the cut was already a bit deep, and there was a faint pain there, but luckily it didn't go any deeper. If the guy cut his kidneys, my sex life would be completely ruined.
Already.
However, in order not to worry Sima Qing, Zhang Zihao laughed and acted as if nothing was wrong. However, seeing that her hands were still tied, he went over to help her untie the rope.
As soon as this little woman untied the rope, the first thing she did was look at Zhang Zihao's wounds. That caring look made Zhang Zihao worth any more injuries. Sister Qing really had nothing to say to him. Save her, it would cost her life.
It's worth it.
"You said it's okay, the wound is so deep." After saying that, she took off his coat and tied it around his waist to prevent his wound from bleeding too much. It would be better to bandage it a little.
"Sister Qing, I'm fine. Just stay aside and I'll take you away after I kill him." Zhang Zihao pretended to be grand and said to her, as if he was fully confident in dealing with the nigger.
Of course, Sima Qing also knew that this brother was worried about her, so she nodded. With her body, she knew that if she didn't hide aside, she would only bring trouble to Zhang Zihao. Naturally, when he fought with the nigger, she
All I can do is wait patiently.
After a while, the nigger also came down. In fact, that guy was not having a good time. The wound on his shoulder was not shallow, and there was a lot of blood. But they were all men who added blood to their wounds, so this wound was nothing.
Zhang Zihao has such a sister beside him, which makes him think that nothing is wrong. The treatment of a happy man is just a little different.
"Okay, I've already agreed, I will lift your head up to avenge their consul. They will be waiting above, and we can continue."