Several of the Thirteen Taibao were very angry. These guys were so disrespectful. They didn't use bean buns as dry food. I have a reputation for being evil, but they were looked down upon so much!
The anger in my heart suddenly jumped from the top of my head to the top of my head, almost burning the hair on my head. I stopped talking nonsense, and even gasping for air felt like I was delaying time, so I simply shook the cold in my hands.
The weapons rushed towards Long Daxiang and Eight Fingers.
At the same time, in another direction behind Bazhi and Long Daxiang, a group of people also rushed down. These people were all hiding in the attic just now. They were all elite juniors under the Thirteenth Taibao. These people added to the
At least there are more than twenty together.
A large group of people are like wolves and tigers. No matter how big-hearted Long Daxiang and Bazhi are, they should face the situation now. The two have a clear division of labor. Long Daxiang confronts a group of minions rushing behind them. These
It seems that this little guy doesn’t care about that.
Each of them was carrying a firearm in their hands, but the distance here was too close, and they were worried about hurting the Thirteen Taibos on the opposite side. If one of them was hurt, or simply died, then he would not be able to survive in the future, and maybe he would still be alive.
Disaster for the family.
The firearms were used as fire sticks, and their power was greatly reduced. Those carrying long firearms could be said to have rifles that could be used as sticks, but those holding pistols faced the gun in Long Daxiang's hand.
Two machetes are too much.
Howling...
The two machetes in Long Daxiang's hand were like the death-killing knives of the King of Hell at this moment. They were chopping and chopping. It was no exaggeration to say that those who knew he was hacking and those who didn't knew could see.
This posture is just like chopping Chinese cabbage, but Chinese cabbage is not that easy to chop. You must have the world-shaking power of Prime Minister Long.
Of the twenty or so little minions, five or six fell down immediately. They had seen countless brave people in their lives, but the one in front of them was 1.9 meters tall, weighed several dozen kilograms, and there was not a trace of excess in his body.
They swore to the moon outside the window that this was definitely their first encounter with a tough man whose fat was all flesh.
If they encounter it once, they will have psychological shadow for the rest of their lives, but it should not have much impact on them in the future. If they encounter it this time, they will probably die immediately...
Eight Fingers seemed to be under a lot of pressure. All six of the Thirteen Taibao were facing him. Each of them had cold weapons for close combat. The cold swords were shining so hard that his eyes hurt.
, that murderous aura makes the hairs on your body stand on end.
but……
This world is really strange. Sometimes you are clearly a villain, but he plays your cards according to common sense. But sometimes you are clearly not a villain, but he doesn't play your cards according to common sense.
Lin Kun is an upright person. His military career has forged his integrity. Although he looks ruffian on the surface, he is still a sharp sword in the military when he is serious.
But these brothers of his are different. Bazhi and Long Daxiang are really scoundrels. Both of them are mercenaries. Whether on the battlefield or in life, they are fools all day long.
It's really a fool's errand, and it's true to be reasonable, but being reasonable doesn't mean playing cards according to routines. For example, at this moment, Ba Zhi faced the six Taibao who rushed towards him, and he just cursed: "I'll screw you!
"
Boom, boom!
Almost at the same time, the two short-barreled shotguns in Eight Finger's hands exploded, with double rows of short barrels and four projectiles. He had replaced the projectiles with shotguns with extremely high lethality.
In an instant, the flames from the muzzle spattered, and a huge piece of marbles spurted out like a goddess scattering flowers. The two people, Eleven and Ten Taibao, who rushed at the front, were hit with two large bloody holes in their chests.
With a wailing scream, he flew backwards.
The other four people were not much better. Most of the damage was borne by Eleven and Ten Taibao, but the remaining projectiles also injured the dead people behind, although they were not as fatal as Eleven and Ten Taibao.
Rolling his eyes and spitting blood, he also covered his shoulders and screamed in pain.
The worst offenders were, of course, the two Taibao Ten and Eleven Taibos. The so-called death before departure could not be more apt than applied to these two people. They rushed in front and wanted to take the lead, but in the end they got very little credit.
I didn't even touch him, but I collected the body for myself.
"You fucking don't follow the rules of the world!"
The Sixth Taibao was a rough man. He glared and shouted angrily at Eighty. At the same time, he gritted his teeth to endure the pain of being shot, and waved a pair of weapons in his hand.
The ax rushed towards Eight Fingers.
The eight-fingered double-row short-barreled shotgun is good at everything, but after shooting this shot, especially when filling shotguns, it takes more time than normal to reload. At this time, he opened his two little fingers that had been curled up and reloaded.
The speed was much faster, but the distance between the two sides was too close. Before he could refill the marbles, the two axes fell down like black whirlwind...
The sound was so powerful and shocking that Ba Zhi had no choice but to raise his double-row short-barreled shotgun and use it as a fire stick to block...
Ding!
There was a crisp sound and firelight splashed out. It must be said that Liu Taibao really had two brushes. At least his powerful two axes forced him to take a step back with his eight fingers.
The other three eunuchs: seven, eight, and nine, each came over with cold weapons. All of a sudden, the four of them wanted to chop the eight fingers into pieces to avenge their brothers.
Eight Fingers did not show the slightest hint of shock and nervousness. Instead, he burst into laughter, "The morality of the world? I will speak of human morality when I see people, and I will speak of ghosts' morality when I see ghosts. I am with you, a group of beasts that are neither human nor ghosts. You and I
I said I wanted to talk to you about morality, bah!"
While he was talking, the double-row short-barreled shotgun in his eight-fingered hand was unambiguous at all. He waved it majestically and knocked out the Eight Taibos with a bang.
The Eight Taibo was hit in the chest. He watched helplessly as his sternum was dented, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and half of his life was gone.
Boom!
There was an explosive gunshot. Don't think that the eight-finger double-row short-barreled shotgun has obvious advantages and disadvantages. When he opened his two little fingers, his reloading speed can definitely make up for the shortcomings of this gun, even in the hands of these people.
The cold weapon fell down like a vegetable or a melon, but he could still change the bullet while he was breathing.
The Eight Fingers in the mercenary world have the nickname of Gunslinger, and this nickname is not just given casually.
With this gunshot, two more blood holes appeared in Jiu Taibao's chest. The blood holes were almost through the heart. Without even a scream, the whole person fell to the ground like a piece of minced meat.
, the lower part of the body was quickly stained red with blood... .