C411 Incomparably Fierce

"Huang, you're not a coward. I'll definitely remember this. Report it to the command center when we get back. "

Zhao Xiaoming's voice appeared behind him. Huang Yuanzhu felt as if someone had kicked him when he heard it.

He immediately ran down.

Zhao Xiaoming had taken it!

The yellow pillar seemed to have been woken up by this kick and rushed down in the thick smoke.

When this fellow arrived in front of the crowd, he took a beautiful big step forward and shouted, "Huang Guzhu is here!"

Old Yellow's voice was a little hoarse and full of riddles. It was extremely terrifying to hear.

This was not the scariest part. The moment he landed, the ten-pound stick had already been pulled down diagonally.

It had the momentum of a ferocious tiger that had hacked down Mount Hua!

The strength of this stick was incomparably great, but there was a particular detail to it. It was definitely not using his full strength. If that was the case. . . He would only be able to hit one or two people.

He cleverly grasped the force. When he hit the first wave of people, he pressed down with both hands and instantly suppressed a few more people.

The moment he landed, he lifted the stick up again. He bent down slightly and exerted force in the lower three directions. He swept towards a place not too high from the ground on the left.

"Kacha. . . "

"Kacha. . . "

The stick brought along a sharp wind sound as it swept across the legs, making an ear-piercing sound.

At least two guys' legs were broken.

"Bang, bang, bang. . . "

Zhao Xiaoming stood behind a big tree halfway up the mountain and directly shot at those guys.

After shooting a few of the bandits to death, Xiaoming shouted loudly that he had succeeded. " Old Huang, good job! That's right, I'll support you with my firepower! "

" Bro, this guy, kill him. " Suddenly, on the southern side of the bamboo forest, the two guys leaned against each other and started discussing quietly.

These two fellows were both around two meters tall. Just now, they were running too slow. Coupled with the fact that they were in a hurry to take off their clothes and cover their noses, only then did they run out.

There was a chaotic battle going on everywhere. It was fine in other places, but this big guy was the only one who had entered this place. He was like a fierce tiger that had entered a flock of sheep, charging and ramming.

He wore a helmet with a bulletproof vest on his head and a pair of knee pads on his shoulders. If he were an ordinary person, it would be difficult for him to walk.

But he was different. A bulletproof vest that weighed more than twenty kilograms was like a paper shell on his body. It didn't affect his movements at all. He was as big as an ape.

His long legs were as steady as Mount Tai as he landed on the ground. He waved his arms as if he had endless strength.

One of them had a big nose. In the past, he was the one who killed and robbed people.

The guy beside her had two fingers missing, so naturally, he had lost them during the operation.

The two of them were the capable subordinates of Centipede. They were usually quiet, but once they made a move, their killing speed would be fast, and they would be much better at snatching things than others.

"Let's go, get rid of him! I'll chop off his head and drag him away. We can't do it anymore, let's go look for Lake. He'll definitely give us a few hundred dollars. "

The big nose's voice was extremely sinister, as if it had discovered a huge business opportunity.

"Alright, I'll call a few more people over. They'll die for us. " This bold idea was immediately approved by handicapped hands.

The two of them had done so many bold and risky things and had accumulated a lot of experience. For example, robbing a rich person's house and taking away a girl along the way, the ransom had always been tens of thousands.

After the two of them hit it off, taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, they shuttled back and forth between their own people. They saw that the yellow root pillar was about five to six meters away and had just smashed it with a stick. Where were the few of them?

The big nose shouted fiercely, "Go, go from the north, surround this guy. "

When the bandits heard this, they hesitated for a moment before rushing towards the north side of the yellow root pillar. They also realized that the north side of the yellow root pillar was its back, and the stick had not been swung back yet.

The big-nosed bandit basically used the same method as Zhao Xiaoming, pushing them with the handle of the knife. These fellows were usually afraid of him, so they directly rushed over.

Now, these fellows had more or less covered their noses and noses with something. Their eyes were so pungent that they were dripping with tears. They couldn't care less about that. Now, either you die or I die, they are all playing with their lives.

A group of bandits rushed in front of Huang Yuanzhu. They were like a pack of wolves, raising their waists and jumping up. They slashed at Huang Yuanzhu like a pack of wolves.

Huang quickly retreated. He tapped the tip of the stick and waved it twice.

The heavy baton was like a commander's baton in his hand. It was nimble and obedient. He pointed it at the bandits.

That was hitting the machetes in their hands!

The black batons flashed, and several machetes fell to the ground after a few moments.

He took care of the bandits on both sides. However, the one on the left and in front of him had already charged forward.

"Die. "

The bandit was only two meters away from him. He raised his machete and saw that it was about to hit Huang's neck. He immediately screamed in excitement.

Based on his experience of killing countless people, not to mention a peacekeeping team member, even a god would not be able to dodge it.

Everyone was confident, and this guy was even more confident in killing people.

In the past, when this guy killed people, when the blade was about to hit someone, he would always shout like this. Then, he would hear the screams of the victims.

This had become a habit.

A super sick habit!

The blade whistled through the air.

The sound of the blade cutting through the air was terrifying.

It was only a few centimeters away from cutting Huang's neck. Huang twisted his waist and used the strength of twisting his waist to send the force of the cross. He walked with his body on his waist and used his mind to support him. He quickly dodged and heard a tearing sound.

The sharp blade cut onto the black cloth covering Huang Yuanzhu's bulletproof vest. The sound was similarly terrifying.

"Kid. . . " Huang Yuanzhu angrily glared at the round stool and shouted loudly. He pulled a hand from the stick and directly grabbed towards this fellow's neck. With a fierce pull, it was immediately pulled into the creaking hole.

The fellow's machete was still dancing behind him. When the Huang Guzhu suddenly exerted force, a creaking sound could be heard from the creaking nest.

Needless to say, this guy's neck was basically broken.

The yellow pillar did not care whether he was broken or not. He took a step with his right foot and made a bow. He exerted force with his left arm and directly threw the guy out.

The guy was alive after all. When he was thrown out, his feet were on the ground, and his head was hanging down. The machete in his hand fell to the ground.

At this moment, a rare opportunity flashed across Huang Guzhu's eyes. He stared at the guy's back and gently pulled back the stick in his right hand. He aimed at the guy's back and hit it.

The surrounding bandits were all dumbfounded. Who was this guy?

He had boundless strength and flexible techniques. He could kill people with just one strike.

Some of the fellows in the north fled frantically while others swung their rifles to open fire. They clearly knew that it was too late to open fire at such a close distance, but their machetes had already fallen to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoming was there to provide cover. After a few shots, the bandit soldiers who had been shot staggered and struggled. No one was willing to just burp like that.

At this moment, two tall black shadows quietly approached the yellow root pillar.

One of them raised his machete and looked at Huang's shoulder. . .

There was only one of them. Andy, who was far away, saw it. Behind Huang Gen Zhu, a bandit raised a black pistol at him.

"Brother. . . So fierce. . . What a pity. " Andy thought angrily in his heart and nervously bit his lips.