Five hundred and thirtieth chapters facing the sky with the middle finger
The five foreigners held arm-thick iron rods in their hands, but this thing was just fine against common tail-pinching coyotes, but they had no advantage at all in front of three giant wolves that were stronger than them. Now they regretted their stupidity.
He rushed out. If he had known it, he would have stayed in the house and not come out.
The three giant wolves howled in unison and stood up with their hind paws on the ground. The five foreigners seemed to have seen a ghost. The iron rods in their hands fell to the ground with a clang. They turned around and ran away. The wolves were all scared.
How can I be beaten after becoming a sperm?
A giant wolf wearing big pants rushed behind and took out a rectangular black box-like pistol. He pulled the trigger without hesitation. Three high-speed rotating bullets accurately penetrated the chests of the three unlucky guys, killing them on the spot.
The other two just hated their parents for missing two legs, so they rushed to the door of the office first.
Huang Pulan stared at the muzzle of the gun with his eyes narrowed, and found that there was no spark at all. He thought to himself, it turned out that this beast used a magnetic gun. No wonder these guys dared to openly shoot and kill people in a gas station.
Two bullets flew out of the muzzle of the gun, and the two foreigners who fled to the door fell down. The giant wolf threw the empty gun in his hand and threw it on the ground. Three pairs of green wolf eyes stared at Huang Pulan who was standing opposite him with a sword drawn.
At this moment, Huang Pulan moved. He slid five feet to the left and just hid on the side of a refueling machine. Ouch! The three beastly genetic warriors roared and kicked the ground with their strong hind legs.
, the huge body flew up in the shape of a cross with the help of elasticity, and swooped towards her hiding place with its huge mouth open.
These ruthless killing machines don't know how to show mercy to their loved ones. They only have one thought in their minds, which is to tear their opponents to pieces with their claws.
The evil wolf in the center took the lead and jumped onto the top of the gas pump. When he lowered his head, he saw a cold light coming towards him. It was too late to retreat. The ferocious beast instinctively waved its claws and swept downwards like a fish, and its claws increased.
The upper arm is long enough to touch the ground. If the opponent does not dodge, it will definitely be a lose-lose outcome.
Relying on thick skin and thick flesh, genetic warriors are best at this kind of life-and-death fighting, showing the word ruthlessness to the fullest.
However, when the tip of its claws touched the concrete floor, it realized that it was wrong, because there was no one behind the tanker. The next moment, a sharp stinging sensation swallowed up all its thoughts, and it rolled down from the top of the tanker with a wailing sound.
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The remaining two wolf-shaped genetic warriors swooped over and found that Huang Pulan, who was holding a single sword, had rolled back several feet, kneeling on one knee and looking up at the twitching wolf on the ground.
Throwing the knife to dodge was done in one go, instantly killing a genetic warrior. All Huang Pulan lost was a short knife nailed into the opponent's head.
Hoho! The remaining two wolf-shaped genetic warriors did not take the death of their companions seriously. They roared in their throats and flew towards Huang Pulan without fear of death. Their four sharp claws swept towards the opponent's chest and abdomen.
After transforming into a beast, its claws and teeth are more than half a foot long. If it is hit, it will have to be disemboweled.
Of course, Huang Pulan would not fight head-on with such a half-human, half-beast thing. The short knife in her hand moved straight forward without retreating, and directly rushed towards the genetic warrior on the left. She jumped when a wolf claw blocked her waist.
He stood about one and a half meters up, and using the inertia of his forward motion, Miso Misi stepped on his thick wolf arms and rushed forward diagonally, then raised his short knife and stabbed the opponent's forehead.
These guys have strong muscles, their bodies are covered with long manes, and their defenses are extremely strong. If you want to be effective with a single blow, your biggest weakness is your face. Huang Pulan, who understands this, will certainly not be stupid enough to fight with them.
The level of strength, one stab with a knife was enough to exert all the strength.
Perhaps the death of his companion just now taught this guy a lesson. It actually swung its face and put its long, curly muzzle on the blade, using its inertia to throw Huang Pulan away, and then moved back with its two sharp claws.
With one move, the hook-like claws slammed into the opponent's back.
These few attacks were as fast as lightning. Huang Pulan held the knife in one hand and grabbed the long hair on the top of the wolf-shaped genetic warrior's forehead with the other. He twisted his waist and stood upside down over the opponent's head, waving his knife and stabbing him.
The back of this guy's neck.
Click!
The short knife pierced the thick neck bone through the flesh, but it only went in for an inch. Huang Pulan's whole body was already hanging in the air. Just as she abandoned the knife and jumped down, she suddenly found an ugly wolf face appearing on the opposite side. It turned out that another person
A genetic warrior had already circled behind his companion and was waving his claws to grab things from the void. If he landed now, he would definitely be caught.
In desperation, Huang Pulan put his left foot on the hilt of the short sword and pushed it back. Using the strength, he jumped up high again. He jumped over the wolf's head on the opposite side like a flying butterfly. When his feet landed and rolled, a sound came from his ears.
A short wail.
Looking back, he saw that the genetic warrior who had been stabbed in the back of the neck by the short knife jumped forward two steps and collapsed. The huge force generated by the kick just now on the handle of the knife directly sent the entire blade into the wolf's neck, leaving it alone.
No matter how strong your vitality is, you cannot escape death.
The last remaining genetic warrior shook his head, as if he had not yet recovered from the misfortune of his comrade's death. When he turned his head and looked at Huang Pulan's footing again, he discovered that there was a black muzzle on the opposite side.
, it should be the oil muzzle.
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A stream of clear water arrows sprayed on the genetic warrior's head and face, soaking it all over in an instant. Perhaps it was the pungent smell of gasoline that made it unbearable, or perhaps it was instinctively feeling fear. This evil creature
The wolf covered his face with his tail and ran away, jumping up and down and disappearing into the darkness.
Huang Pulan dropped the oil gun in his hand, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. His backhand felt wet and greasy. It seemed that he had been scratched by a waving wolf claw just now. The situation was urgent and he didn't bother to take a closer look.
He jumped over to the body of the dead foreigner and bent down to dig around. He quickly found a set of induction car keys. He quickly ran to two off-road vehicles, opened the door, started the car and drove along the road heading towards Las Vegas.
The road is gone.
It was raining at night, and people were feeling cold. The gunfire in the red rock canyon gradually subsided. On a clearing on the top of a certain mountain, dozens of silent special forces soldiers hunched over and pointed the muzzles of their guns at three bloody Chinese.
A white man wearing a straight general's uniform stood aside with a gloomy face. He was McClary, the supreme commander of District 51. Next to him stood five wolf-headed and human-like beast-like genetic warriors. The bodies of these five people
The beast-like state has been released, but the head has not transformed back so quickly.
The three Chinese, who were covered in blood, had no strength to even sit up. They lay side by side on the muddy red rock ground. Only the slightly heaving chests proved that they were still alive. Suddenly, the old Chinese who was most seriously injured was lifted up tremblingly.
He raised his skinny left hand and slowly stretched out a middle finger pointing toward the sky...