Hu Ergou clutched a stack of banknotes and was about to get out of the car and use his move to clear the way. Xu Qing on the side suddenly reached out and took his arm. He turned to Huang Pulan in the back seat and said softly: "Help him get some money to fight."
Put it on, that thing can dodge bullets."
Huang Pulan gave a low response, bent down and pulled out a small suitcase from under the seat, opened it, took out a long windbreaker and handed it over. Hu Ergou grinned, feeling that there was no need to be nervous, but still took it.
After putting on his windbreaker and saying thanks, Shi Shiran opened the door and got out of the car.
After Huergou got out of the car, he raised the banknotes in his hand above his head, walked towards the bearded soldiers with a very friendly smile, and shouted loudly with pretending enthusiasm: "Shit Dai..."
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The bearded soldier opposite's eyes flashed, and the finger holding the trigger began to retract slightly. Xu Qing in the car already felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and without looking back, he stretched his hand back and directly reached Huang Pulan's chest, eh!
Touch a soft ball.
"What are you doing!" Huang Pulan blushed with embarrassment and could only express her dissatisfaction with a squeak. Wasn't there someone watching? She always had to show the reserve that a woman should have.
Only then did Xu Qing feel that he had grasped the wrong place, and quickly retracted his hand two inches, and whispered: "Give me a gun..." Who knew that Huang Pulan was still embarrassed, lowered his head and said: "You have the gun yourself.
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Xu Qing looked stunned, her eyes couldn't help but look at her crotch, thinking to herself, this woman is so tough, how could she be so direct?
Huang Pulan suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, his face was as red as a scalded prawn in embarrassment, and he stammered: "There is... a gun in the suitcase under the seat."
Only then did Xu Qing realize that he had made a mistake. He quickly bent down and took out a square suitcase from under the seat. He opened it and saw that there were two very cool Golden Sand Eagles inside, as well as several loaded magazines.
, Needless to say, this must have been specially prepared by Huang Plant. This woman is quite careful sometimes.
The moment Xu Qing held the two guns in his hands, the bearded soldier on the opposite side had already pulled the trigger. Click, click, click—a few sparks flashed from the muzzle, and the bullets were shot indiscriminately at Hu Ergou who was approaching.
On his chest, he seemed to be using his last strength to throw out the banknotes in his hands, and he fell down on his back.
Almost at the same time, Xu Qing kicked open the ajar door and rushed out of the car. He raised his hands alternately, two dazzling golden guns flashed two points of gunfire, bang bang bang - six bullets roared.
When it came out, it hit the chests of six bearded soldiers without any bias. The front chest was like a hole in a wine glass, and the back was like a hole in the ocean. We must not be merciful when dealing with such murderous bearded soldiers.
Thunderbolt means.
Xu Qing stood on the spot with both guns in his hands, staring intently at the two dump military vehicles behind the bearded soldiers. He could clearly see that there were no less than twenty corpses in the truck compartment, both men and women, and there was a blanket underneath the corpses.
The layer absorbs water and soil, presumably to prevent blood from leaking downwards. This is why he got out of the car and killed the killer. These corpses were all Chinese, and two of them still had second-generation ID cards in their pockets. These scourges
The bearded Chinese soldier died unjustly.
"Damn your legs!" Hu Ergou, who was lying on the ground, rubbed his chest and got up. The bullets just now were blocked by the combat uniform with bullet avoidance function, but even so, the impact of the bullets was like a small hammer.
It felt like it was hit in the chest, the pain was so painful that he was numb. He threw away the banknotes purely as a conditioned reflex.
"Bah! You're a bunch of bastards. You don't want the money I give you, but you deserve to be shot. You deserve it!" Hu Ergou didn't have any good impression of these bearded soldiers at first. It was a relationship of mutual use to the death, and it didn't matter even if a few of them died.
It will arouse him to have some sympathy. These guys usually do a lot of bad things, but today they just suffered retribution.
Xu Qing stepped forward quickly and said to Hu Ergou: "You go and drive, I'll take care of the roadblock in front." After saying that, he put the pistol on his back and slid his feet towards the corpses in front of him.
The bearded soldier had just died, and blood was pouring out from the hole in his chest, soaking the soil on the ground. Xu Qing didn't care about it. He bent down and reached out to pick up the belts of the two corpses and flicked them.
Huhu - the corpse flew towards the military vehicle with a stream of blood, and fell into the truck with a thud. Whether it was the accuracy or the strength, Xu Qing had no choice but to move these corpses blocking the road before the car could pass.
Huh - two more corpses were thrown into the car. Just when he picked up the last two corpses and prepared to throw them into the car, a yellow leather notebook slipped from the pocket of one corpse, with a cross printed on the cover.
Bones, with a circle of silver-white skulls as big as soybeans in the middle.
Xu Qingyang threw the body into the truck bed, bent down to pick up the notebook on the ground, rubbed the pattern on the cover with his fingers, and found that the circle of small skulls was actually embossed, and it felt quite textured when touched by his fingertips.
He counted the number silently, no more, no less, exactly thirteen. Some people say that thirteen is a B number, but this circle of skulls gave him a feeling of déjà vu.
By the way, aren't there only thirteen crystal skulls collected? Now he has five on hand, and Dracula is also collecting eight more. Could it be that the pattern on the notebook is related to the thirteen crystal skulls?
? Xu Qing frowned and looked at the patterns on the notebook in a daze. Unknowingly, he used his clairvoyant eyes, and a revolving door of pictures appeared in his mind.
The scene on the screen is a dark cathedral, with two rows of flickering white candles lit on the innermost altar. What is enshrined here is not any god or Buddha, but a nearly two-meter-long round pillar. This
The pillar was a little weird. The top was carved into an oval shape, and there were many tridents on the surface that were similar to veins. At first glance, it looked like... Xu Qing pondered for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion that left him speechless.
, this is a huge fake cock.
There is a large group of people kneeling in the darkness below the altar. It is different from worshiping the snake in Longmen. There are men, women and children here, but everyone is kneeling on the ground devoutly, with their heads on the ground and their buttocks raised. This group of people are worshiping the god.
The huge cock on the altar, the expression on Xu Qing's face gradually became weird when he saw this scene. He found that in front of each head and face of each person who was prostrate on the ground and worshiping, there was a yellow-covered notebook with a skull printed on the surface.
pattern.
There is a bright yellow gold chain tied to the top of the super chicken on the altar. It is thicker than the ones hung around the neck of the Buddha when wealthy people in many big Buddhist temples make their vows. It is even bigger than the chain used to lock a dog. What attracts Xu Qing the most is
Three crystal skulls hung on the hanging arc of the gold chain. He could recognize them at a glance as real crystal skulls, but what on earth were these people doing?