C413 Thunder Strike

This guy's gonna be dead.

He fell to the ground, his pupils slowly dilating and his heart beating slowly. He stubbornly looked at these people in front of him.

They had practically never lost a battle. Killing a bunch of officials and ordinary citizens was like slaughtering cows and sheep as they watched the other party spit out blood.

Every time someone knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, These cruel fellows were more skilled than any executioners. They tortured the other party in a different way. They even used sticks to slowly stick candied fruits to put a few people together.

For the time being, he didn't want them to die. He just wanted to listen to their screams for fun.

This fellow is dead.

Huang Guzhu's valiance and valiance played a role in the demonstration. In particular, Kerry, Munk, and the others suddenly realized the problem.

It turned out that the bandits were not that terrifying. They were human too. They were just a bit ruthless. As long as they were a little fiercer, they could still be beaten to death.

The fire was getting fiercer and fiercer.

Xiao Qiangbing and the rest walked over in large strides under the protection of a group of police officers.

According to the rules of the bamboo forest, This fellow did not feel nervous at all. Instead, he was talking and laughing.

Looking at the dead and wounded bandits everywhere, he turned his head and looked at Hubert. He said with a smile:

"Hubert, do you see that? The combat power of Team A is still very basic. There are not many injured people. There are bandits everywhere. I don't know how your patrolmen are doing, Hubert said with a smile.

If you don't have confidence. . . Let them carry on with the rest of the work.

As for the police and police, the most important thing is to maintain public security and do more peripheral work. "

He had already observed that Hubert had been looking at this place with his legs raised. Once he had a turn for the better, he smiled and kept wandering around on the ground, analyzing the situation of the battlefield and talking to himself from time to time about how he should fight.

When he heard that they did not have a chance to fight, Hubert was anxious. He was thinking about what to say when Gabriel, who was following behind him, said first:

"Chief, Chief, that's, that's. . . I'm finished, right? "

In the past, Gabriel had felt that it was impossible for him to defeat the people of Darkness Starlight, but now, he had seen it clearly. With the Yellow Root Pillar, Zhao Xiaoming, Fatty Liu, and the others charging in front, the organization was good. They discovered that the other party's weakness was very fast, and their attacks were even faster. They had thought of this before, but they really did not dare to do it.

After all, he was still a member of the Patrol Brigade. The brothers of the Patrol Brigade definitely wanted to fight like this. Therefore, Hubert hurriedly said in support: "Big brother, that won't do. The brothers all say that you're not biased. The next opportunity will definitely be given to us. "

As they were talking, Xiao Qiang saw that there were wounded people everywhere. He roughly counted that there were two or three hundred of them. There were soldiers looking at them, and they felt that something was not right. They saw Zhao Xiaoming blowing on them at first glance, and they immediately became anxious.

"Xiaoming, what happened to you? They were all tied up. You didn't even bring handcuffs, right? "

Hubert's face immediately turned red when he mentioned handcuff. He said honestly from the side, "Big brother, there aren't that many handcuff items in the bureau. Why don't we call your country for help some other day?"

If it were anyone else who said that, Xiao Qiangbing would have already rebuked him. If this guy said that, it would be different. Besides, he already knew the preferences of this place. He had always been confident in asking for help from you, so he would not be embarrassed.

"Ah, Junior Brother, you did well just now. Rest, rest. Handcuffs are troublesome. You definitely can't do it. "

Zhao Xiaoming blew as usual. He even patted Huang Yuanzhu's shoulder and encouraged him to rest like a leader.

He walked elegantly with crab steps and big strides. There were several soldiers following behind him. Their demeanor was definitely not inferior to that of Ke Li, the commander who had been punished.

Seeing him walk, Xiao Qiangbing swept his gaze across Monika and laughed in a low voice.

"I feel that as long as Fatty is willing to do anything, he will be able to think of a way. "

Monika had always been worried about the captives. Her methods were vicious enough to even burn a forest. If this was in the country, Xiao Qiangbing wouldn't even dare to do it.

"Xiao, he definitely can't. I've been thinking about this problem.

Sending dozens of people to watch over these guys is the worst way. We don't have many people to begin with.

If we send them back, I'm really worried that they will kill the people who went there. The best way is to modify them quickly. . . "

As she spoke, Xiao Qiangbing, who was walking, nodded in agreement. However, the two of them did not speak as they stared at Zhao Xiaoming in front of them.

This fellow is playing with the Iron Wasp Flower in his hand. I stood in front of a few of the bandits in an aggressive manner and gave an order that was not to be refuted: And the underpants with the back of his heart. [That, that pair of sports shoes and slippers. . . ]

You can't leave anything behind for me. "

A few of the bandits were injured and were squatting on the ground to rest.

These guys were used to being wild. Even if they were captured, there were very few who were afraid.

In their opinion, whether it was the government army or the police, they would never dare to act recklessly. That way, the international community would pressure and condemn them.

Sometimes, the Supreme Civilization was also a disease. If the treatment was not timely, the country could be completely destroyed.

The bandits looked at Zhao Xiaoming maliciously and immediately lowered their heads to mumble to each other. They did not take him seriously at all. Zhao Xiaoming was so angry that before he could say anything, a soldier next to him said fiercely,

"Are you blind? You didn't watch, did you? These things were all twisted by this instructor and my master, boy. Is your neck as hard as an iron pipe? "

Only then did a fellow notice the iron dough twist in Little Ming's hand. He immediately asked speechlessly, "You, you, were you the one who twisted it?"

"Sigh, you really have a problem with your eyes. Get up, get up. Did you see that big guy?

He's my junior brother, let me tell you. "

Zhao Xiaoming's expression suddenly changed. He became very friendly and tolerant. He called the kid to stand up.

He stood with the guy and pointed at the yellow root pillar in the distance as if to introduce him.

But this guy only opened his mouth and didn't say anything! The few soldiers at the side were puzzled when they saw Zhao Xiaoming raise his hand and point at that guy's crotch.

That place was very sensitive. Feeling the heavy blow, the boy was in so much pain that he covered the pain with one hand and threw a punch at him.

Zhao Xiaoming had been prepared for this. He grabbed his hand and cursed, "Brothers, did you see that? Did he hit someone? He attacked the police. I'll take care of him. "

That guy held the place and squatted on the ground. He was in so much pain that beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. He felt as if his tendons had been pulled out. It was so painful that he almost jumped up.

Zhao Xiaoming squatted in front of him and waved the iron dough twist in his hand. He said with a smile, "Hey, who did it first?"

In his eyes, his mischievous face was much scarier than the devil's. His mouth twitched for a long time. When he saw Xiao Qiangbing in the crowd, he immediately shouted. . .