"No, we were fooled. These people are not filming people at all, but the murderers of the Hell Team."
A bearded guy finally reacted.
But it's too late to regret it.
In a few seconds, fifteen people had been shot in the head by the four Hell Kings.
Only eight people survived.
"Baga, hell team, it doesn't matter if your marksmanship is accurate, let me give you a taste of the poison."
Looking at the King of Hell who was more than ten meters away, he raised his big sniper and rushed towards him. The bearded man released the poisonous insects and activated the spell.
The golden poisonous poison was like a tiny rocket, piercing towards the King of Hell.
"Haha, King of Hell, my old rival, you are dead." The bearded man kept laughing wildly.
The king of hell knew that the poisonous poison was coming, but he was unable to dodge, and his heart was in confusion.
Who would have thought that as soon as the poisonous poison touched his body, the poison-repelling talisman on his vest burst out with a burst of dazzling light.
Zhi...
A wisp of fire gushes out.
The Gu insects were burned to ashes.
"What...what's going on?" The bearded man stood there stunned, his eyes filled with fear.
The King of Hell seized the opportunity, aimed at the exposed half of the bearded head, and made a cool blind sniper shot with the gun.
boom!
The bearded man's brain exploded and blood splattered everywhere.
At the same time, the judge, Niu Tou, and Ma Mian also defeated their respective opponents.
Only four terrorists remain.
Not only did the photographer enjoy it, but the onlookers also listened with gusto.
"Listen, the sound of this gunshot is so real, it's like the sound of a sniper hitting the head. It's very enjoyable."
"That's right, it's still nice to see real weapons and nuclear bombs."
"I must watch this gunfight movie when the time comes."
…
The four terrorists were so frightened that they did not dare to confront them head-on. With their heads covered, they actually crawled out of a dug hole and ran straight to the square with the intention of taking people hostage.
"not good!"
The king of hell, the judge, the bull head, and the horse face had no time to stop them, and their expressions changed dramatically.
Once terrorists take hostages, the situation becomes difficult to control.
Xu Jia had no time to stop him. At the critical juncture, he demonstrated the poisonous insects in the alchemy furnace, activated the spell, and targeted four masked terrorists, each of whom was rewarded with a poisonous insect.
The four terrorists were still a few meters away from hijacking the onlookers, and they were overjoyed.
As long as the hostages are in hand, they have a chance to maneuver.
The onlookers thought it was a filming, and when they saw the masked man rushing over, they not only did not dodge, but instead shouted excitedly.
Just when the four terrorists were about to capture the hostages, four poisonous worms pierced their necks and the poison flowed into their blood.
Plop!
The four terrorists fell to the ground, bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
The onlookers exclaimed loudly.
"It's so realistic, so enjoyable."
"As expected of a stuntman, he is unique."
"Look at the blood. It's not red ink. It also has a fishy smell."
…
Xu Jia winked at Tian Heng.
Tian Heng hurriedly called for a stop and immediately shouted: "This scene was shot well. Here are the stage managers, the stage staff, hurry up and help the stunt actors in to take a rest. Thank you for the hard work, the stunt actors."
The four Hell Kings hurriedly took off their clothes, pretended to be stage attendants, picked up the four terrorists, and rushed into the pine forest.
All terrorists have been killed.
Tian Heng summoned the crew: "Okay, this scene went well. Let's continue shooting the next scene, burning the pine forest. The male and female pig feet were trapped in the pine forest. The enemy couldn't find them, so they started to set fire to the mountain. Come on, actors.
Be prepared, the cameraman should not go in, just shoot from a distance outside the square, yes, further away, further away..."
The bodies of terrorists cannot be disposed of and must be burned to destroy all evidence.
Burning requires a reason, and Tian Heng gave a good excuse.
More than twenty terrorists whose heads were shot were gathered in a large pit.
The King of Hell took out gasoline, sprinkled it on the terrorists, and ignited the flames.
The fire fills the air.
Everyone smelled the aroma of meat and were very surprised. How could there be the aroma of meat?
Tian Heng was so anxious that he took out several boxes of hamburgers brought by the stage manager and praised them endlessly: "Who made these burgers? They are so delicious."
Everyone has no doubt that it exists.
The fire gradually extinguished.
But there are still some wreckage left.
"What should I do? The temperature is not enough and the bones cannot be burned." The King of Hell bit his lips and said, "It is better to bury it."
"No, there will be problems sooner or later if you bury it." The judge denied it.
Xu Jia smiled, secretly pressing the alchemy furnace against the palm of his hand, and streams of fire gushed out.
Zi La La...
Under the fire, the bones turned into ashes.
"What kind of fire is this? It's so powerful."
The king of hell was amazed, but he didn't know where the fire came from.
Xu Jia smiled: "This is the fire of justice."
If you practice Dao Fire to the extreme, not to mention bones, even steel boulders can be burned into ashes.
Is there any need to make such a fuss?
It’s all done, call it a day!
The King of Hell said to Tian Heng: "Thank you, Master Tian, for your help. You are a patriotic businessman. I will report your contribution to the country and the organization will not treat you badly."
Tian Heng was very proud.
Xu Jia was unwilling: "What about me? I don't need to report my merits?"
The King of Hell smiled: "You are my brother-in-law, why do you report to the organization? Just report to my grandfather."
I'm dizzy!
The old man kept saying that he wanted to fix me and repay me, but why didn't he just sink into the sea?
Xu Jia was completely discouraged.
"Brother-in-law, come with me, meet the old man, and explain the matter clearly."
The King of Hell had a weird smile on his face.
Xu Jia shook his head: "Unless you tie me up, but do you have the ability?"
Depend on!
This is the contempt of Chiguoguo.
The King of Hell had no choice but to call the three judges and disappear from everyone's sight.
Xu Jia looked at the backs of the four kings of hell, feeling both admiration and emotion in his heart.
People like the King of Hell are the real white jade pillars of China that support the sky and the purple golden beams that support the sea.
They possess unique skills, spend their lives silently, go through fire and bullets, and go through life and death, but they are not known to anyone.
This is the real hero.
Xu Jia was sighing with emotion as waves of moral power poured into his body. His whole body felt comfortable and his Tao Qi was once again strengthened.
"Haha, we will gain a lot by getting rid of these terrorists."
Xu Jia was beaming with laughter, and he was more excited than winning millions in lottery tickets.
The King of Hell got on the helicopter and did not forget to call Leng Xue.
"King of Hell, what's the matter?" Leng Xue's tone was super cold and she was still angry with him.
The King of Hell said: "Next month is my grandpa's eightieth birthday, you must go back."
"If you tell me, I will know."
"You have to take Xu Jia back and show it to grandpa."
"You should give up. It's impossible for him and me to do that. That bastard is dead. Who cares?"
"Be tough!"
The King of Hell smiled maliciously: "Let me tell you another shocking news. On grandpa's birthday, that monster from the Huang family will come to propose marriage."
"He dares! Is that monster still shameless?"
Leng Xue was trembling with anger: "He has bad intentions towards our Leng family, and he even poisoned grandpa. He is despicable and dirty, and yet he dares to come to propose marriage. Why?"
The King of Hell sighed: "Why? It's based on strength."
"I refuse!" Leng Xue said firmly.
The King of Hell shook his head: "It won't work if you refuse. You don't have enough weight, and grandpa won't listen to you."
Leng Xue begged softly: "Brother, please help me refuse. Brother loves me the most."
"Sorry, my weight is not enough." The King of Hell smiled bitterly.
"Asshole!" Leng Xue almost dropped the phone: "Then who has enough weight?"
The King of Hell said calmly: "Xu Jia!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"Is it Xu Jia again?"
Leng Xue threw the phone aside and lay on the bed with her chest bulging and her heart indescribably depressed.
Does my aunt still have to beg Xu Jia in a lowly manner?