He Zhenzhong moved, like a rhinoceros in madness, and rushed towards the gangsters.
"superior."
Deng Deng Deng.
call.
He Zhenzhong did not dodge or dodge.
Boom.
A steel pipe hit his shoulder, but his expression didn't change at all. He stretched out his right hand, grabbed the guy's hand, and then twisted it violently.
Click.
puff.
The pale bones immediately pierced out of the flesh and blood, smelling like blood.
"ah."
boom.
Kicking the guy away, He Zhenzhong's body jumped forward fiercely.
call.
Boom.
The high-raised knee was pressed directly between the feet of a guy. With a whoosh, the guy screamed and was pushed away. The blood from his lower body was still dripping.
Deng Deng Deng.
After landing, He Zhenzhong tapped his toes and ran out quickly.
"roll."
Dong Dong.
Kaka.
The two frightened gangsters were hit squarely in the chest with fists. They were dented in an instant. They vomited blood and flew two meters upside down. They lay there motionless.
Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong had already rushed to the scene of forced demolition.
"Drag this damn old woman away from me."
"Please, I just need to take out my son's spiritual tablet and let you demolish the house." An old woman with gray hair was already lying on the ground, her feet were dragged back by two gangsters, and the ground
There was a dazzling bloodstain left on it.
"Damn it, he's already dead, and he's still using that shit."
Boom.
The two guys kicked each of them and were still cursing.
"Who are you?"
boom.
A guy who opened his mouth was kicked out by He Zhenzhong.
Deng Deng.
call.
He Zhenzhong rushed over and stretched out his hands at the same time.
Snap, snap.
The shoulders of the two gangsters were grabbed, and they immediately turned around.
"Who are you?"
"Let go, do you want to die?"
Then, their eyes widened and there was a look of horror on their faces, because He Zhenzhong's hands had fallen on their necks. Suddenly, they felt as if they were clamped by pliers, and they could not breathe smoothly.
"ah."
Following He Zhenzhong's loud shout, the two guys were strangled by his neck and lifted up like this.
Uh-huh.
Due to excessive hypoxia, their faces turned green and their hands and feet were constantly struggling.
However, it was of no use at all.
The struggle became weaker and weaker, until finally there was no movement at all.
hiss.
Those who gathered around all had their eyes wide open, their mouths opened wide, they were gasping for breath, and their bodies were still shivering.
Dead, the two guys were strangled to death.
Dong Dong.
Let go and the two bodies fall to the ground.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong suddenly knelt down, shook his hands, fell on the old woman's shoulders, and gently helped her up, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was late and you were hurt. I am sorry for the mistress."
Xiaosanzi, a corporal soldier of the Reaper Special Forces Division, during the assault in Indonesia, the rope was worn out while crossing the river. It was he who grabbed the rope and used his body to build a passage for his comrades behind him. etc.
When everyone passed by, he had closed his eyes forever, leaving his old mother alone in the world.
The old woman's face was covered with blood and tears. Because she was dragged across the ground, her clothes were torn and bloody. However, she didn't seem to feel any pain. She raised her hands and grabbed He Zhenzhong.
Arm, he said urgently: "Quick, I beg you, help me take out my son's spiritual tablet and the photos he has kept with his comrades. If they are lost, he will blame me."
He Zhenzhong gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yeah."
Helping the old woman up, He Zhenzhong tried to make his voice softer, "Close your eyes first, and leave the rest to me."
The old woman moved her mouth and wanted to say something, but she suddenly fainted.
He Zhenzhong stretched out his hand to explore, but she fainted. He hugged the old woman and walked to the fellow villagers on the side, "Take care of her for me."
"Uh-huh."
When they saw He Zhenzhong, all the fellow villagers cried. They were dragged out by these people in the middle of the night, even beaten up, and their houses were demolished. They were extremely frightened. Now, they can finally let go.
He Zhenzhong turned around and looked at the gangsters.
"You're dead. How dare you kill someone." A guy in a suit and leather shoes walked out, his face ashen.
"Really?" He Zhenzhong replied lightly, turned his head, glanced at the third son's home which had been turned into ruins, and then looked at his mother who had fainted and was covered in blood, and thought.
Swish.
A dark pistol appeared, and he reached into his pocket and flicked it.
boom.
"ah."
A bloody flower appeared on the thigh of the guy who spoke, and he fell down directly, lying there, screaming, with a look of extreme horror on his face.
When those gangsters heard the gunfire, they were so frightened that their faces were as pale as paper. They looked at the corpse on the ground, with its hands broken and still screaming. They were scared, scared.
"Run."
"Run quickly, he is a madman."
Bang, bang.
Puff puff.
Boom, boom, boom.
All the guys who escaped fell down, without any exception.
Soon, all the gangsters stopped, held their heads in their hands, and squatted on the ground. Their bodies were all trembling. No one dared to move or even exhale loudly.
He Zhenzhong walked over, picked up a steel pipe, and waved it.
boom.
"Ah." A guy's right shoulder was smashed to pieces, "You, you."
"Go over there and clean up the ruins there."
Seeing He Zhenzhong, who was covered in blood and with murderous intent, the guy was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and said, "I'm going, I'm going, no, don't kill me."
Zizzi.
Dragging the steel pipe, He Zhenzhong walked to the next guy.
call.
boom.
"ah."
"Get over here."
A few minutes later.
Woo woo woo.
The sharp siren sounded, and the red and blue sirens were particularly conspicuous in the night. A large number of police officers were coming quickly, and the shadow of a helicopter appeared in the night sky.