Chapter 177

Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking about things, but the camp began to continue. Some people were fighting the fire, some were calling for relatives or friends, and some of the shacks that had fallen on the ground were also cleaned up. Then he saw nearly 200 strong men coming out of the camp, each with some crude homemade weapons in his hands, and each with his face as fierce as possible, On the way, they were divided into a group of more than ten people. Wu spread out to encircle the motorcade. Some people raised their weapons and stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang's motorcade. Their pace became faster and faster, and they slowly spread an ant to fill the empty space in front of and behind the motorcade, In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang's team was surrounded by them in the center·······

All the members of the combat team became nervous. They kept aiming around with rifles. The heavy machine gunner's fingers pulled on the trigger slowly. His eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks were twitching because he was too excited, and the woman beside him was cleaning the canvas clips, With a small brush in his hand, he kept brushing on the bullets with clean oil·······

Two men came out of the crowd. They looked at the rifles in the hands of the combat team, their neat clothes and an M1 helmet on their heads. They looked at the deep muzzle of the air-cooled heavy machine gun, which was always aiming at themselves with their own pace. One felt that he wanted to hush now, But looking at the man standing next to Land Rover smoking a cigarette, they did not dare to make any other superfluous moves, for fear that they would be shot to death because of suspicion.

Two men walked up to Zhang Xiaoqiang calmly. They raised their heads and tried to put themselves and Zhang Xiaoqiang in an equal position. A man who was dressed a little neatly and had a clean face looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "I don't know if this big brother brought people to our house, On behalf of 200 people in the gathering area, we extend a warm welcome to this big brother

"Don't lie to me! Do you know what I'm doing today? " Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupts the man's polite remarks and directly asks them about their choice. Although the more than 100 big men try their best to show a fierce look, Zhang Xiaoqiang still sees many people's feet falter and their legs tremble. Especially when the muzzle of the gun moves to the other side, no one can keep calm as long as they are in the direction of the muzzle, Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that all these people are fierce in voice and color. In fact, he is scared to death. They put up such a situation to raise the price. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't take it. He's not Chen Yi, the Dragon brother. He's a fierce ghost who survived from D2.

"That is, that is. May I have your name, elder brother?" The man tried to show his humility in the eyes of the public. His companion kept his head down from the beginning. Most of Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention was on the man who kept his head down. This man was very young, and he was twenty-one or twenty-two years old. He didn't look up at the people around him from the beginning to the end. He just looked at his feet, If it wasn't for his cold feeling, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have thought that he was afraid when he bowed his head. However, this man stood here and showed quite calm, without any shaking. It was his calm and calmness that aroused Zhang Xiaoqiang's suspicion. There was only one kind of person who could keep calm at the muzzle of the gun, the dead man!

"Just call me brother cockroach. That's what all my subordinates call me!" While answering, Zhang Xiaoqiang stuck his right hand on the belt, and hooked his tail finger on the belt. A dark triangular stab came to the palm of his hand. When he put down his hand, the triangular stab was sandwiched between his fingers. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to see what the man wanted to do. It was not easy to see the person who could stab the leader at the muzzle of more than a dozen guns. Zhang Xiaoqiang is also a brave artist now, I don't believe anyone can hurt me at all.

"Brother cockroach, you see, it's not easy for us to live here. We don't dare to compare with you. But it's not easy for brother cockroach to come here once. Well, brother cockroach can take whatever he likes. We have absolutely no difference. In addition, we have gifts to offer alone."

When the man finished, he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at him playfully. Thinking that Zhang Xiaoqiang was already a little moved, he turned back and made a gesture. Soon after, the crowd gathered behind him showed a path. Two tough men came here with a bound woman, and behind the woman was a 11-year-old child running and crying, A child holding a woman's leg crying loudly, was kicked to the ground by a man, and the woman was crying too. She struggled with her bound arms, twisted her head, looked at the child lying on the ground and cried out, but how could her strength compare with the two big men? Two big men, one on the left and the other on the right, were walking towards her. The child was lying on the ground, crying and tearing his heart and lungs, while slowly crawling towards her.

Looking at the tragedy in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say much, and his men didn't say much. The women were a little strange. Yang Ke'er didn't want to look at them any more. He just stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang to see if he would add another sister to him. Shangguan Qiaoyun looked at the woman from a distance, Seems to be ready to compare with her, who is more beautiful, if the woman is not as she ignored, if better than her? She took a look at Zhang Xiaoqiang fiddling with garland in her hand. The assistant gunner looked at the child crawling on the ground with tears falling from her cheek. She also thought of her own child. She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a calm face, bit her teeth, pulled out the type 77 pistol on her waist and got off the car. Behind her came the scolding of the gunner, but she didn't look back, With a pistol, he ran to the child lying on the ground, carried him up, and then ran to this side. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't get angry when he saw that the woman acted without authorization. Everyone was responsible for herself. Since she made the decision, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to take care of it, so he had to wait until she returned to the base to punish her.A woman with hairy hair was pulled to Zhang Xiaoqiang's body. The woman didn't look at Zhang Xiaoqiang. She just twisted her head and looked at the child behind her. When she saw her child carried by the woman in the motorcade, she didn't struggle. She looked down at her toes, waiting to be arranged.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked at the first sight when he saw her. The woman lowered her head and her face was covered by her long scattered hair. She couldn't see her face clearly. When she could see her figure, Zhang Xiaoqiang gave her the word "familiar". Her body was concave and convex, and her bones and flesh were well proportioned. The protruding place would not be shrunken, and the place where she should be put in would never show a trace of fat, I can't see the delicacy of her skin, but the proud peaks squeezed out by the rope are the most perfect shape and the most amazing range of breasts and balls that Zhang Xiaoqiang has seen. If Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to read 300 of them, there are not many women who can have the figure in front of him. What's more, it's fengmaolingjiao that can surpass her. Shangguan Qiaoyun's figure is already very good and can be regarded as the best among women, Compared with this woman, it's not as good. A woman's waist is taut by the hemp rope on her body, which makes her tight and meticulous. It can't be seen that this is a child's waist. The buttocks under her waist are plump and smooth. Although she hangs her head and chest, her high rear buttocks still make her body form an obvious S-shape. Of course, it's not sister Furong, it's the shocking big s.

Under Feng's buttocks is a pair of slender thighs. Her body only accounts for a small part of her real height, and two-thirds of her length is occupied by her long legs. Looking at that pair of slender legs, Zhang Xiaoqiang can't help praising in his heart, golden section line