C412 Undying Old Yellow

He's right.

The sharp blade was dodged by the yellow root pillar, but the five bullets hit the bulletproof vest, making a dull sound.

The yellow pillar fell to the ground in an instant. Its body bounced out more than half a meter and heavily fell to the ground.

The gunshot was clearly different from the others. When Zhao Xiaoming saw it, he was so angry that his face turned red. It was too late for him to be sad. He shot at the handicapped bandit who had shot him.

The bullet hit the bandit's face. Half of his face was broken, and blood splashed out.

"Huang. . . " Zhao Xiaoming saw his comrade fall to the ground. He stopped for a few seconds and finally cried out with a sobbing tone.

With his shout, Fatty Liu and the others could guess that Huang had met with misfortune.

Although they had only known each other for a few hours, this kind of war relationship was far more than a few months, or even a few years, when ordinary people knew each other.

Furthermore, Huang Gen was a man of few words. His skills were so good, who wouldn't like it?

They quickly dealt with the bandits around them and rushed over.

"Brothers of Team A, open fire. Open fire. "

Andy was dealing with a bandit. He suddenly turned his head and saw that many people were moving toward the east. He immediately guessed what had happened. He used all the strength in his body and stabbed the stubborn bandit in front of him with his spear in the air.

The spear pierced through the bandit's shoulder blade. He did not stop at all. He pushed the bandit to the ground and stepped on his head. He twisted his head and shouted in a hoarse voice.

How could he not know that if he opened fire so forcefully, the distance between them and the bandit would increase. The casualties of the soldiers would not be small.

"The soldiers ran out one after another, and just as they ran out about three to four meters, they suddenly turned around and opened fire at the bandits.

There were really soldiers who ran slowly inside. Seeing that they were about to be shot, Andy was so anxious that his eyes were burning. But a few seconds later, his eyes lit up. That excitement: "Yes, yes, lie down. All of you, lie down!"

It turned out that in a moment of desperation, the quality of those soldiers who had undergone training was still useful. Coupled with their fear, once they saw their own men shoot, they fell down with a puff.

Andy spoke in a more standard manner, which could be considered as the local Mandarin. Those bandits were originally villagers from various villages. The pronunciation of the words in this place was also ten miles different. For a moment, he did not hear it clearly, so he just pulled out his gun and shot back.

A large number of people fell down in an instant.

This was not because their quality was poor. The key was that it would take them at least ten seconds to change from a machete to a gun.

This time was enough.

Looking at the yellow root pillar again, when it fell to the ground, it felt as if its internal organs were about to shatter. But when it fell to the ground, it instinctively straightened its back and gently raised its head. . .

This fellow always did things like leaping and leaping, leaping and falling. It was unknown how many times he had practiced it. As long as he had a breath, he would unconsciously follow the instructions of his actions.

Just like that, this fellow actually became much more clear-headed.

His big nose rushed over, and with a wave of his machete, he chopped it down in an instant.

"Power, power. . . " Huang Guzhu suddenly closed his eyes. He felt that the strength in his entire body had not yet accumulated. He muttered in his heart, adding oil to himself.

Puchi.

The machete hit the helmet.

This helmet is not an ordinary helmet, it is the best material for our country's latest technology.

The machete suddenly rolled up. It shook Huang Guzhu's brain and made him feel a slight pain.

His big nose went numb, and the saber in his hand almost fell to the ground!

"Rise. . . " Huang Yuanzhu shouted coldly, and his face became ferocious.

He raised his right hand and suddenly pushed it outwards. He felt as if he had pushed the machete away. He felt a sharp pain on his arm as his flesh was cut off. He did not care about that as he suddenly straightened his spine and knocked his head against the machete.

Huang Yuanzhu stood up as if he had gone mad. He allowed his big nose to continuously kick his leg and stood there without moving at all.

The big nose's face was covered in blood. It was hit by the helmet.

This guy was even taller than Huang Yuanzhu. Huang grabbed his belt with his hand and pulled him up with great force.

This yellow pillar had been specially trained to withstand blows. The muscles and tendons all over his body were terrifyingly large.

Furthermore, he had a special trick. When he was beaten badly, he gritted his teeth and directly forgot about the pain. This move was not good for others, but he used it well.

He immediately threw the big nose out.

When the big nose was thrown to the ground, it desperately grabbed the pistol beside it and shot at Old Huang.

Huang Yuanzhu did not even dodge because it was too late. The bullet went right past him.

"Rise. . . " Huang Guzhu was like a snake catching on the ground. His hands were extremely nimble. He grabbed the two legs of the big nose and used some brute force to pull him up.

He used his two hands to pull up the big man who weighed nearly two hundred kilograms. Only he had the strength to do so!

He shifted his center of gravity to one of his feet just as he pulled the man up. His other foot was aimed at the back of the big nose.

The big nose's spine instinctively cracked. It probably didn't break, but it also broke. It opened its mouth and let out a beast-like scream.

By now, Fatty Liu and the others had already rushed in front of them. They had formed a circle and were all aiming at the outside. Gunshots were continuously fired at the people who were escaping from the bamboo forest.

Huang Yuanzhu knew that he was safe now, but the anger in his heart did not diminish at all.

He made up his mind. This guy was like fighting with him, holding his big nose. His legs started to fall again. He threatened, "Kid, are you convinced?"

Under the night sky, the fire in the distance was bright. Thick smoke rose everywhere. The sight was not good. This guy's voice cut through the night sky. It made people tremble in fear when they heard it.

"Spare me, spare me. . . " The big nose felt an unbearable pain and finally begged for mercy.

Huang Yuanzhu originally wanted to let this fellow go, but Zhao Xiaoming ran down and cried out in pain:

"Old Huang is not dead. Don't let him go. He had given the wrong answer to this damn thing. Get him! "

Old Huang was stunned and blurted out: "That's right, I didn't convince him. I can't accept it. "

As he spoke, he spat out something roughly in his mouth. It was a ball of dark red blood.

He didn't know how many wounds this fellow had on his body. He didn't take it seriously at all. He even felt comfortable all over his body. Even the pain was a familiar pleasure.

With a sudden push of his strength, he knocked that fellow's head against the ground again, and angrily rebuked, "Do you submit?"

His big nose felt dizzy. His entire body was falling apart. There was something stuck in his throat. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a fist shake. Zhao Xiaoming punched him in the stomach and said fiercely,

"Still not convinced? Trying to kill again? Fatty, does Fatty have handcuffs? Bring it. . . "

Fatty Liu's heart had long been filled with anger. He had suffered too much in the past half a day and his mind was filled with hatred. When he heard Zhao Xiaoming call him, he suddenly turned around and comforted himself by saying, "Ai, ai, this guy is looking for a gun. "

When he was in front of him, he kicked the fellow's neck.