Chapter 596

The sharp dart head is about to come to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even move his eyelids. The rat King's blade in his right hand was about to knock on the chain body and let the dart head change direction. However, the dart head first changed direction, and the rat King's blade failed. The chain dart drew an arc and rolled back to his neck to tie his neck and strangle him.

"Pa" Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his left hand and patted the sharp dart head mountain. He patted it flying. The dart head flying to one side was taken back by the chain and fell into xiong Ye's hands.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and xiong Ye look at each other. One is sitting on the ground, the other is standing long. Compared with Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is covered with blood, his image is too far away. He looks like he has arrived at the Jedi. Xiong Ye's body is as clean as ever, and there is not even a fold on his clothes. It seems that he is the ultimate winner.

On the contrary, sitting on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a smile on the corner of his mouth and a relaxed face. No matter how bad, can he compare with being trapped in the net and unable to move?

Xiong's eyes are cold and his face is twinkling. He didn't expect that he was in a stalemate at the moment. He didn't take the lame man even though his means would be exhausted. On the contrary, he lost his courage, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was more brave than ever. He lost all the advantages he had built before. Zhang Xiaoqiang was out of trouble and his men were useless. Does his chain dart seem useless to Zhang Xiaoqiang?

"Listen to me, let's go together, and then there will be people who are afraid to kill. Your family and your women will all be killed, and no one will be spared."

Xiong Ye was on fire. He raised his voice and yelled, with a sharp tone. He was as warm as before.

In the middle of the story, the men stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the ground covered with blood. Their hearts were sad and unspeakable. They squeezed their fists tightly, bullied each other in their chest, gnashed their teeth, and the blood on their broken lips slipped down from their chin.

After the first shout, all the men yelled together and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang with red eyes. Either they were holding stones or knives and sticks, they didn't think about how to catch Zhang Xiaoqiang alive. They just wanted to fight hard to earn a living for themselves and their families.

Among Zhang Xiaoqiang, those men came back, without previous tension, legs together, and hit the ground hard. Between slight vibration, Zhang Xiaoqiang bounced up, rolled back, and made more than ten consecutive somersaults. Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled to the side of the wheelchair. He grabbed the wheelchair and pulled his whole body up from the ground. He stood on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the wheelchair with his left hand and swept it. During the collision, three or two figures flew out. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood the wheelchair forward, stepped forward with his left foot, half stepped forward, waved the blade and cut off a short knife. He had the spare power to open the belly of the man who came to him. The man grasped the short knife tightly and waved it in the air, and rushed behind him. After a few steps, he became staggered, Innumerable internal organs shook off from his chest, wrapped around his legs and tripped him. He fell to the ground, holding the handle of the knife tightly, staring at the bloody ground beside his cheek with eyes open, and swallowing his last breath without thinking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang uses his wheelchair as a crutch and shield to fight in the crowd. The power of the rat King blade is fully displayed in the close combat. In the process of breaking the sword, breaking people and breaking people, the blood is shining into the sky, and Howling bitterly, Zhang Xiaoqiang is like an iron man. In the bloody tide, a dead body falls behind him. He rises against the current in a frenzied crowd, with a sense of heroism, I can't help shouting.

This is Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this time, he has no regrets. Even if he is killed in the next second, he has no regrets. He has enough wheelchairs. He is a strong man washed out of fighting. He does not like to be a weak man. He likes killing and loves killing.

"Ha

After a big drink, a shadow of a man leaps forward, his legs are tight, his upper body is half tilted, and he flies in the air to kick Zhang Xiaoqiang. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, the black sole is magnified infinitely. He takes back the rat King blade and raises it obliquely. The sharp blade silently meets him, and the sole is cut off. The sharp blade cuts off the man's sole like tofu, Cut off the leg, cut off the red flesh and white bone between the thighs, and insert it into the man's abdomen.

"Touch"

The man didn't have time to scream. In a moment's numbness, the momentum of his jumping in the air made his half body hit Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang was wiped back by the man, and his left hand unconsciously released the wheelchair. The man fell on the ground and sprayed blood. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang mindlessly. When he saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had lost his wheelchair, The man laughed, then his head tilted to one side, completely lost his look.

"Up... Up..."

Lord Xiong shouts. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang has lost his crutch and shield, he thinks their chance has come. After shouting, he is a soldier and rushes forward first. Before he arrives, the chain rings and the sharp dart head flies to Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat. Obviously, he has no idea of catching Zhang Xiaoqiang alive. At this time, he has to kill him.

Without him, Zhang Xiaoqiang's performance is too strong. He can take one as a hundred in a wheelchair. When Zhang Xiaoqiang fully recovers, there are several people who can rival Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this moment, Xiong's selfishness makes him forget to exchange Zhang Xiaoqiang for a missile.Without a wheelchair, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry. Even if he dies, what will happen? He did something beyond his imagination. Why not die as a soldier.

Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a roar, forgot that he was bad at the line, moved the clumsy pace, and took the initiative to meet up, one step, two steps, three steps.

"When"

The back of the blade of the rat King knocks on the head of the dart. Zhang Xiaoqiang is full of strength. The head of the dart flies backwards to xiong Ye, who is holding the chain tail. The speed is much faster than Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Lord Xiong is not afraid. He is used to chain darts. He knows the habit of chain darts better than anyone else. He twisted his neck slightly, and the chain dart fell into the air. His body turned upside down. The long chain wrapped around him, stepped sideways, and drank heavily. The lost dart head did not dissipate its spare force, but wound an arc and shot at Zhang Xiaoqiang again.

This time, the speed is different. With Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength and xiong Ye's strength, the speed of the dart head is beyond imagination, but Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't take a look at it. In the dynamic vision, he seems to be walking in the back garden, watching the butterfly dance in green clothes. The rat King blade in his hand is in front of the men, cutting off their weapons, cutting off their heads and rolling their heads, Zhang Xiaoqiang deflects his side, and his dart head, which is as fast as a spark, rubs his lips and shoots into the throat of a person beside him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly adapted to his own actions. He was like watching a slow movie. Among the slow actions of those men, he killed those men with a slightly faster speed than the men. The result was xiong Ye. The faster his chain dart, the higher the speed, and the longer Zhang Xiaoqiang entered the dynamic time.

The scene is extremely chaotic, with Zhang Xiaoqiang as the center, forming a whirlpool. The men around the periphery forget life and death, yell loudly, and rush in one by one blankly. Zhang Xiaoqiang slashes them two by one. Xiong Ye has lost his previous style, and walks around Zhang Xiaoqiang all the time, with chain darts in his hands. As long as he sees the opportunity, he doesn't care about the opportunity, The sharp dart head is like the head of a poisonous snake.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has dynamic vision. No matter how hidden or weird the direction of the dart head is, he can always block it, and sometimes he can shoot some enemies with the help of chain darts. Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs appear flexible. In the end, instead of passively killing the enemy, he actively catches up. First, he slowly catches up, and finally he turns into a trot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who has been able to trot, can't feel his change, nor can the men who have sacrificed their lives to kill Zhang Xiaoqiang. They are gradually decreasing. In the end, Xiong suddenly finds out that there are less than ten people in his hands. These ten people are still timid and dare not rush in. At the moment, they are not killing Zhang Xiaoqiang, It's Zhang Xiaoqiang chasing them.

"Withdraw ····························"

Xiong couldn't bear it any longer. He felt a sense of panic that he hadn't felt for a long time. He was not in a wheelchair. He was a scrap that could only shoot with a pistol. He was a master who could run and jump. The corpses were everywhere, Lord bear doesn't want to stay in this place any longer.

"Want to run? It's not so easy. Leave me my life

Zhang Xiaoqiang killed more and more bravely. When he heard Xiong Yehan retreating, he roared out his resentment. At this time, he can't think of anything else. He just needs to kill and use the killing to calm the depression and depression he had accumulated a few days ago.

The rest of them could not endure long ago. They heard Lord Xiong's cry. He shoots, turns around and runs. He doesn't look at them any more. Zhang Xiaoqiang is chasing after them. He feels that the men running in front of him seem to be slower and slower. He can easily catch up with them and cut off their heads at will with the rat King blade.

"Ha

Xiong suddenly turns around and his chain dart comes back again. Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to fly like before. Before the rat blade reaches the head of the dart, Xiong's right hand shakes sharply. The straight chain like a javelin swings out ripples. The head of the dart changes an angle in the air, from stab to entangle, and winds around Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand, He tied his right hand with a knife firmly.

"Come on... He's tied up

Hearing the cry of Lord Xiong, the rest of the people peeped cheaply, and their brains were feverish. They rushed over and yelled.

The sawtooth on the back of the rat King's blade is on the tight chain. With the wrist turning, the sawtooth cuts it off. The broken chain is as soft as noodles. It speeds up again. Zhang Xiaoqiang's melon cutter kills the rest of the people. Standing on the edge of several bloody bodies, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks around, But I never saw the lead man again