Seeing He Zhenzhong turn to look at him, the last pirate was holding a gun, swallowing saliva, his teeth were chattering, and the gun in his hand was shaking.
Deng Deng.
"You, don't come over here, I, I have, I have a gun." The guy's thinking has become confused, he can't speak clearly, and his body is like a sieve, shaking constantly, and the whole person looks like
It's like having an epilepsy attack.
He had to be afraid. Previously, this Chinese man named his companion and shot him in the head three thousand meters away. The way he appeared was even more frightening. He stepped directly on a ferocious man-eating shark. And just now, this guy was again
Falling directly from the sky, in just an instant, his four companions were killed in an extremely terrifying way. How could he not be afraid of this?
Now, he is the only one left, does he still have a chance to win?
Deng Deng.
Seeing He Zhenzhong, who was filled with murderous intent and exuding a thick bloody aura, walking step by step, the guy's body was shaking even more violently, especially when he saw the blood all over He Zhenzhong's body and the pale things, he knew that those were
The blood and brains of his companions.
Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong's footsteps were like drums, beating in the guy's heart, causing the blood in his body to flow faster and even causing a flush of color to appear on his face that was originally pale with fear.
How will he die? Been shot in the head? Been torn apart from the waist? Been kicked in the heart, or strangled to death? For a moment, the death of those people before him kept reappearing in the guy's mind.
Giggle.
The fear in his heart reached an extreme, and the guy's body suddenly accelerated and shook, and then his eyes widened, and he fell back instantly.
Boom.
The corpse fell to the ground, with a look of endless fear still on its face.