That is, once he is found to have any bad behavior, he will be caught immediately and dealt with on the spot. The solution on the spot is to kill him.
In the beginning, their patrol was actually quite smooth. During this period of patrol, everyone knew the pattern of these city defense troops coming out, and the group of people in these patrol teams who were able to patrol were also very troublesome. They represented the various teams.
They are the group of people with flexible mechanisms. They do not have any advantage in terms of combat power, but they are so good at finding trouble or escaping that once this group of people sees your face, you will be in trouble.
In the subsequent pursuit, you will basically have no advantage, and the most terrifying thing is that this group of people will also hold grudges. After they remember your face, once they escape, they will return to the official place to arrest you.
Draw your face and write it down on the wanted poster.
If you want to appear as a normal person in any other place or corner, this group of people will not let you go. This results in a lot of people in the fixed area during their patrol.
It's rare to see people from their group causing trouble to the rebels, so it's relatively safe in a patrolled area like this one.
There are only many people who steal, but things always happen by chance. There are always those gangsters who are not afraid of anything due to the large number of people. In addition, some people are really hungry and have to come out to grab something.
I spent half of today. So on the way of patrolling by Mai Fan and others, they finally met the person they really wanted to meet.
There is not a large team of people attacking a relatively large building. There are not two large teams stationed outside that building. The rest are our family members. The actual number of special residents outside the entire building is lower than it can be.
The number of people fighting was too small.
Since the levels of the two large groups were not generally low, the areas we assigned were also very old and bad. However, because there were so many people living outside, the people who ended the riots did not come to court.
Take that outside shot.
Some scattered or too lonely streets have not been raided two or eight times, and are still the focus of the city defense army's surveillance of houses, so we have to shift our attention to the older ones, especially the older ones.
There are a lot of things that don't happen that will attract other people's attention.
In front of Mai Fan, we encountered a man who was fighting calmly. As a patrol team, it was very appropriate for him to stand by and pass by as if he was seeing everything.
But it seems that he wants to help. The number of people on the attacking side is really not small. If we all point our fingers at our patrol troops who have no shelter and are alone under the small street, the people outside will be in danger.
But our team must have run in time, and we were probably going to be wiped out.
So the current captain is very determined. The ten people under my command are regular city troops, and the other about 40 people are basically scattered soldiers dragged here to help patrol. In the process of command, it can be
If you can listen to yourself, you will see that the situation is right, and run away as soon as you hit the ground. Even if the ten of us resist bravely from the rear, without the support from the front, basically we will not be wiped out as a group.
You tell him, stop dreaming. The guy who was abandoned by his family may never look back. And what can he do outside the old new base? Since he is there
Whether Wai is dead or not, it's not because of his bad luck. He said he was bad, so why did he go out on patrol to show off?
I saw my own expression, as if I had seen a ghost, so I could explain it clearly.
But at that moment of determination, the one who yelled the most fiercely among the thug leaders and seemed to be the most ferocious and weak suddenly stared in the direction of Mai Fan and became quiet.
Before being questioned by Mai Fan, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became even more distorted: "That's possible, you personally threw him into the endless darkness.
, how could he live there in such a bad way?
When I was fighting against that guy, the only thing that made me feel lucky was that my teammates around me, not the eighty-one players, stood in front of me very hesitantly at that time, and raised their weapons.
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Or is it that he doesn’t have any other ideas? He knows that the Seventh Base will never come back, so does he want to make a comeback there?
In order to make Mai Fan vague, I acted panicked and replied with a mocking look and expression: "What does he think death is like? He saw it with his own eyes.
Did he bury it with his own hands, or did he kill you himself?"
Bad guy, Mai Fan listened to a brief summary and said that if there is no one outside that world who looks like me, then the woman opposite should not have given this person who really looks like me a chance.
Damn it.
Then Gengbei saw the man twisting in fear at first and then turning into a crazy expression. I yelled at Gengbei: "Is he still dead?!"
It does matter. Once you solve the trouble behind you, throw him further away and let him accept the fate he deserves."
That strange reaction naturally attracted Xiaojia's attention. Everyone, no matter which party, followed the leader's gaze and looked at the person I was paying attention to.
That shows that during such a long process of getting along with me, that group of people formed a deep revolutionary friendship with me and really regarded me as their friend and a teammate who could not trust me with my life.
That made Geng Bei understand even more.
But now look what he has done? You have to go to great lengths to throw him into the darkness again. If you heard us say that killing someone with too pure blood will result in endless curses
.Would you put such little effort into it?
I can't. If I am definitely a person in that world, but the other person doesn't seem to know me exactly like he is blackmailing others. Could it be that there is no one who looks like me outside that world?
Was the person who looked very much like him one of the innocent souls killed by this little man?
Should he hide in a dark place and hide for the rest of his life, so that he can be guaranteed to die?
How could he hang out with that group of poor people in that place until he was sure to have returned safely from abroad?
Mai Fan pointed at himself in a strange way. I didn't know the burly young man across from me. He didn't look like a red-haired devil-like white man. But it was obvious that he knew me.