C592 Little Ming's Bad Move

"Tell them, no one can escape, a tooth for a tooth. " Xiao Qiangbing's hearing was different from that of ordinary people. He had heard it clearly a long time ago, but he still told him.

There was another bandit inside!! The soldier knelt on the ground. Water flowed down from his chest like a fountain, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He was grimacing in pain.

Helen treated the situation in the same way as before. She became even more ruthless in an instant.

A criminal went over and raised the gun in his hand @! The stopper made a dull sound as if it had smashed into a pig's body and sent him on his way.

Huang Yuanzhu shouted. This fellow's voice was also loud and carried a terrifying hellish aura.

"Listen, the person inside, I am Huang Guzhu, a member of the China riot squad. I am a man. Ever since I arrived in Helis, under the strong command of the team leader, I have participated in the riot operation to deal with the prison guards. . . "

This guy was not good at other things. Usually, he would remember all the words spoken by the leader in his notebook. Now, he actually memorized them all.

The atmosphere was stifling, but when he said this, Wang Meng and the others could not help but laugh. Someone impatiently said, "Brother Huang, let's get serious. "

Huang Guzhu ignored him and shouted as he had planned, "Just now, I crossed the Wild Weekend Protection Zone and killed a wolf and four dogs. See that? Now, I'm warning you, no one can leave. You must surrender. "

Even if Huang's English was not very professional, Helen could hear him clearly after patiently introducing him for a long time. She thought it was not good, "This is that team member Huang. He's here. Where's that damn Xiao Qiangbing? No way. . . "

There was no movement inside. She looked at Zhao Xiaoming again.

This guy used the same trick again and taught Pierre half a day. Seeing that this guy did not give in at all, he took out two cigarettes. He lit it up and put it in his mouth. He smoked two mouthfuls, raised them up and pointed at Pierre. Warning: "Old man, don't break the record. Really, as long as you look at me like that, He basically didn't live past 60. . . "

Black Tiger, who was beside the old man, said in a speechless manner, "Wow, 60 days, you're bragging. "

As they spoke, they took a few more steps forward. Just as they were about to make a move, they heard Zhao Xiaoming fiercely say, "No, you guessed wrong. It was 60 seconds. Kid, just like you, you talk too much in front of me. 30 seconds. I'll send you to meet God. "

As he spoke, he saw Monkey Wukong squatting beside him. He gently patted his head and handed him a cigarette.

This monkey really seemed to like smoking, but he was probably afraid of choking. He put it in his mouth and smoked randomly a few times before playing with it.

Pierre was brewing a plan in his heart, trying to figure out how to get rid of this white fatty.

"Black Tiger, surround him and tell him about the Maple Leaf Village's rules. " The old man's eyes slowly became gloomy, and he suddenly spoke in a stern voice.

"Old man, don't worry. We're talking about 60 seconds. Wait a minute. "

Zhao Xiaoming's eyes were filled with pain from the shaking of a knife and a gun. He aimed the gun at the old man's feet and shook it. He meant, Don't play tricks on me. Otherwise, you'll get shot twice first.

At this moment, a few villagers were already standing in front of Pierre. Pierre stood behind the crowd and laughed wildly, "Damn fatty, you're too tender, you're basically. . . "

"Monkey, what are you doing? Pay attention, don't light it. " Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xiaoming shouted towards the east.

Pierre and the others had always felt that the little fatty was strange. They were not in a hurry at all. When they heard him call Monkey, they immediately turned their heads to look.

This one look was very impressive:

Monkey Wukong was grabbing a tree and lying on it. He held a cigarette butt with one of his claws and was about to throw it down.

What was down there?

Pierre and the rest hid weapons, bombs, and gasoline bushes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, throwing a cigarette butt shouldn't be a problem.

Many of the fierce villagers had the same idea, but they realized that they were wrong:

Wu Kong had already spilled a bottle of gasoline on the ground.

Just as they opened their mouths in surprise and their minds went blank, an explosion happened.

The gun ZHI was like a toy flying in the air. The continuous explosion shook the ground and made people's ears buzz. The air waves that spread out made people's skin ache.

The key was that the few old houses behind the shrubs were also on fire.

This was the mouth of the stronghold. There were more people living there and there were also people beside them.

The houses were the homes that the villagers relied on to survive in. How could they not feel heartache? A few of them had just run over, but they were immediately blown away by the blast of air.

"Whirlwind, tear him apart. " Zhao Xiaoming was not angry at all. He casually called out to Whirlwind, a wolfdog.

Whirlwind had already anticipated Pierre. He came out from behind Zhao Xiaoming and launched an attack without any warning. With a little run-up, there were still four or five meters between them. He exerted strength in his hind legs. He rose from the ground and his body drew a beautiful arc in the air, heading straight for Pierre.

Pierre was still in shock. When he realized that something was coming in front of him, he instinctively turned his head and the whirlwind pounced on his shoulder. It bit his arm and used the force of the impact to drag him five or six meters away.

The old man screamed in pain!

The moment he fell to the ground, that arm had long lost all feeling. It was all connected to his flesh. That cry was like an old dog that was about to die.

The whirlwind did not stop at all, and continued to support him as he walked.

There was an explosion and the old patriarch was attacked. The bandits panicked for a moment.

Zhao Xiaoming saw that the time was right. He raised the gun in his hand and warned, "Hold your head with both hands. Hold your head. Squat down! Squat down! Those who raise their guns and raise their blades, kill them all. . . "

The black tiger in front of Pierre was hesitating when Zhao Xiaoming shot at his feet. This fellow lost his weight and immediately knelt on the ground. He hugged his head while trembling. Seeing that Zhao Xiaoming did not continue to shoot, he spoke fiercely in local English,

"Damn fellow, I didn't move at all. "

Zhao Xiaoming had just cut him open, so he did not care about his situation.

With his order, Whirlwind reluctantly shook Pierre off. He stayed by Pierre's side and continued to monitor this old man.

He had trained him to guard Pierre. If the master did not say anything, Whirlwind would stand there and face all kinds of temptations. He would be able to ensure that he would not move for at least three hours.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Zhao Xiaoming pointed to a place and told them to hand over all the weapons. For a moment, the ground was filled with all kinds of broken guns, machetes, and iron rods.

When he solved the problem on his side, the chief of the Dry Bark Village was happy. The people of the Maple Leaf Village knew that the chief had surrendered and immediately stopped. They began to retreat.

When Pierre was brought over, Wang Meng and the others started to settle accounts with him. They all brought law enforcement recording devices with them. They didn't even need to replay it and directly told him:

"Old man, attacking peacekeepers, causing trouble, and committing murder, you are the mastermind behind all of this. It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, just wait for you to go to jail. "