C566 Enemies Surrounded and Attacked

"Old Huang, calm down. You don't have good intentions. " Even though Xiao Qiangbing was very assured of Old Huang, he still gave an explanation.

This matter happened too suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

Such a group of people were like locusts, much more terrifying than the criminals with guns.

They could not shoot at them at all. The police in China did not have this habit, let alone this was the Mission Area that the whole world was concerned about.

When the two of them realized that no one had come out from the other direction, they heaved a sigh of relief.

In front of them, Fatty Liu and the rest were dumbfounded.

Zhao Xiaoming had already rushed up. This little fatty's footsteps were vigorous and vigorous when he went up the hill. Only when he was on the way did he remember to stand up and hold his waist as he grumbled.

"What are you thinking about? Why don't you go down and save them, Qiang Zi? You should be a person. You can't be relied on at the critical moment. Let me tell you, don't be so noisy. Hurry up and give me all your food. Those people are starving. "

In the crowd, a few old men with wrinkled faces that looked like withered bark lowered their heads. They were like old dogs that did not show any signs of biting. They were mumbling something.

Some of the young men were wearing clothes, and some were wearing crotches. Those things could be vaguely seen. They were all rushing forward.

Fatty Liu was an expert when it came to group fights. He raised his heels and saw that they did not have guns. There were two with machetes in their hands. He didn't seem to have any intention of fighting either. He became anxious and jumped high all of a sudden. He shouted angrily: "Don't come over. Don't come over. I won't be polite. Do you hear me?!"

His voice was very loud, but no one heard him.

Fatty Liu became anxious. In an instant, he jumped so high that he raised the fire stick and hit it.

A few of the little black guys who were trembling suddenly dodged. Some of them did not manage to dodge. One of them was hit on the shoulder. It was so painful that he grinned and grabbed the fire stick. He did not care that his hand was hot. He grabbed the stick tightly.

Fatty Liu was about to use his strength to snatch the stick over and then hit it, but it was already too late.

A few little fellows surrounded him in an instant. They pushed and shoved and tore at him, causing him to fall and stagger. He lost his footing and sat on the ground.

These fellows were really strange. They were all like mutes, neither angry nor angry, and neither did they come forward to beat him up. However, it was painful to kill someone with a soft knife.

They were running ahead while stepping on Fatty Liu.

Poor Fatty Liu tried his best to get up a few times, but he was pushed down and even received a few punches.

The crowd rushed to the barbeque rack. It was still boiling hot on top of it. No one cared about it at all. It was as if they were all non-humans. They caught them and ate them.

Don't look at how these people looked like evil ghosts. After eating, they seemed to be quite sensible. They kept eating and spreading the news to the people behind them.

Their mouths are full of native English that they don't understand, chattering away.

The elders who could not move in the back, as well as the child with the little guy's large belly, were all eating. There was someone who shouted something, and it seemed like he was very happy.

Liang Shuai looked at the large iron stove in the distance and eagerly shouted:

"Sigh, who are you guys? This is a personal item. This is robbery. "

None of these people cared about him at all. After stopping for a long while, an old man behind him replied with a trembling voice:

"Villagers of Qingquan Village, we haven't eaten for a long time. We need food and help. "

As the old man spoke, he drew a red cross, not knowing what it meant.

All in all, these people seemed to have been possessed by evil. They crowded around the iron stove, not even turning over the raw meat on the ground. Some of them even had ants on them, so they directly grabbed them and stuffed them into the racetrack's mouth.

Fatty Liu was cursing at first. It didn't take long before he stopped moving. He had suffered countless kicks on his body. The louder the noises, the more times he suffered. Later, he didn't make a sound. He saw nothing. He rolled a few times, got up, and ran to the riverside.

He ran along the riverside, all the way to the back of Liang Shuai and the others. He said hurriedly, "Marshal, old Taoist, put the dog away. Bring the stove. "

This guy was stunned. There were so many people now. If he dared to rush up, he would be easily caught and thrown on the stove to be roasted.

Seeing this, Xiao Qiangbing secretly complained in his heart: "It's over. I might have been fooled.

Why was this tactic so familiar? Was John here? It doesn't look like it. Did he learn it from me? "

Even if he thought it through now, it was useless. He was already heading towards the bridge.

"Did you bring the anti-riot gun?" Xiao Qiang Bing asked calmly.

Not to mention the anti-riot gun, even Huang was holding the signal gun. This guy did not answer at all. As he ran into the car, he replied, "Yes, I did. "

The large-caliber anti-riot gun was ready. It was only aimed at the sky.

Zhao Xiaoming understood that this was a warning to these people. The guy came over with his hands on his waist and said with a wicked smile, "Qiangzi, I'll speak later to scare them. These guys must be illiterate. They will believe whatever I say. "

Now, Xiao Qiang Bing did not have the time to ask him what to say. He rolled his eyes at him fiercely and called him whatever he wanted.

"Fatty Liu, no need, no need. Come on up. We've been fooled by the Japanese. Do you hear me? " Xiao Qianbing shouted in Mandarin. His voice was urgent and could not be refuted.

Fatty Liu and the others were all greedy now. It was a typical example of wanting money but not life. Only after hearing this did they wake up like a dream. How was this an ordinary villager? They were clearly a group of organized evil ghosts.

These guys were pretty good at escaping. Liang Shuai ran up with a run-up and pushed two of them who were blocking the way. He kicked them from afar and sent the large iron stove flying.

Red charcoal flew everywhere, scaring those people into retreating.

There was meat on the scalding iron skewers. They were not afraid, but this big guy and the charcoal were burnt if they ran into it. No one dared to be careless.

On the other side, the old Taoist picked up a handful of sand and threw it at them. As he ran, he shouted at Whirlwind, "Whirlwind, Whirlwind, bite them to death. "

Monkey followed beside him. Whirlwind turned around and went up.

He had only rushed a few meters before he ran back while barking.

This was good as well. At least it gave them precious time to escape.

When they ran up to the slope, Xiao Qiangbing warned the crowd, "Back, back, the United Nations police officially warned you, back. . . "

His voice was extremely serious. Before he could finish, Huang Guzi shook his gun exaggeratedly and pulled the trigger. There was a loud bang.

It had to be said that anti-riot guns were specialized in dealing with group sex. The thing was that it was extremely powerful. Its voice was terrifying. It scared those people so much that they held their heads in fear. Some of them even squatted on the ground.

At this critical moment, Zhao Xiaoming walked to the side of the bridge with a serious face. He looked at them arrogantly and arrogantly. Then, he drew a cross on his body with his fingers and said in a weird tone:

"My followers, didn't you see that? I am here, and you did not pay your respects piously. You are still lawless here. Are you waiting for the wrath of heaven? "