After all, the farce ended. Before the Russians left, more than 30 Russian men and more than 10 Americans in ragged clothes were escorted to the smoking American camp by Zhang Xiaoqiang. When Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out of the gathering place, the Japanese closed all the exits and stayed in the gathering place, waiting for the unknown fate, Zhang Xiaoqiang, on the other hand, bears the burden of contacting the Russians.
An unexpected action involved the zombies, the gathering place of ax mountain, and the three major foreign forces. In the end, none of them got any benefit. Zhang Xiaoqiang is now fully armed. He holds a sniper rifle as long as a machete in his hand, which is very powerful. The 14.5 caliber sniper rifle has a lot of weight, and the gun specially made for the evolutionists gives up unimportant materials and parts, Maximize the attack power and initial speed of the gun, but ignore the accuracy and recoil. That is to say, the archer type evolvers can shoot a hundred shots with this rough gun. In other words, ordinary people don't say that they can break their ribs with recoil, even if they are born with divine power, they can't shoot bullets forward, and they seem to have a greater chance of flying into the sky.
Ever since he got the rat King blade, Zhang Xiaoqiang has neglected to master the gun. He often relies on close combat. For this reason, he has been in danger many times. So when he lost the rat King blade, he picked up the gun again. At the muzzle of his gun, one by one American progressive and Russian young men are glaring at each other, Behind him, Britain gritted its teeth at the Americans, and there was no doubt that their temporary team was full of contradictions.
"My Lord, Ono is too much. How can he do that? The axe mountain is killed by you. The Busan gathering place has the final say. They will repel you and you will regret it. Miyamoto naonan, as the only Japanese who voluntarily followed Zhang Xiaoqiang out, was indignant for Zhang Xiaoqiang. If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaoqiang, God knows how many people would have died last night and whether other people would be OK. He doesn't know, but as an ordinary person, he will certainly die. Even if he only started to contact Zhang Xiaoqiang yesterday, he is still very grateful and deeply aware of Ono's ingratitude.
Miyamoto complains that Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't agree. He just looks at the two light helicopters wandering in the sky. After the end of the world, all the helicopters try to reduce the noise as much as possible. These two helicopters are no exception. They hover in the sky like ghosts. Just as he looks up at the sky, Jima speaks. At this time, Miyamoto Zhinan acts as an English translator, Fluent American English is more fluent than Chinese.
"Sir, we don't want to stay with the Americans. My companions wanted to shoot them for revenge, but I stopped them. I believe you don't want to see us revenge each other. Thank you for your care. We're going back..." Gemma made no secret of her hatred for the Americans. After surrendering, more than 200 evolutionists were brutally killed by the Americans. They could not accept it and naturally wanted to leave.
Looking at the haggard British girl in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a headache. He wanted to keep her, but he didn't know what to say. Suddenly, he thought of Elizabeth in Gangben camp and said to Gemma, "your plane has suffered heavy losses. The air control power here is in the hands of the Russians. Can't you get air support?" In the girl's hesitation, he continued: "you still have companions in my camp. There are zombies everywhere in the forest. It's very dangerous for you to go on the road. You have lost so many companions. I don't think you want the rest of us to make any more mistakes? Well, why don't you come with me? At least I can protect you for a while. "
Jima hesitates when she hears Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to take advantage of the heat, but behind him comes an American evolutioner. This evolutioner is in his twenties, with black eyes and black hair, but he has a high nose, deep eyes, and a handsome appearance, which makes people feel good. The first thing he faces is Jima's hate eyes. He is quite calm about Jima's anger, Even politely smile, and then in Zhang Xiaoqiang's surprised eyes introduce themselves:
"Thank you for saving us from the Japanese. My name is John Lee. I have a quarter of Chinese blood. I believe we will have a lot of consensus..." John Li's Chinese is a bit strange. Zhang Xiaoqiang can still understand it. Miyamoto disdains John Li's Chinese, but he is not stupid enough to correct John Li's pronunciation. He just turns his eyes and stares at those crazy Russian young men trapped in chains.
"I'm sorry for the death of the British evolutionists. We, the bottom evolutionists, do not approve of this barbaric and inhumane practice. Unfortunately, the decision is not in our hands. And I can assure you that every American present does not have the blood of the British. If you don't believe it, we can wait for your psychic detective to interrogate us, With the ability of the mind evolutor, we will have no escape... " John Li then explained to Jima. Naoto Miyamoto knew that John Li could speak Chinese and didn't dare to do anything. He told him exactly what John Li said, but his tone changed slightly. While explaining to Jima, John Li turned to look at Miyamoto. His black eyes flashed a meaningful smile, but he didn't make a small report to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Looking at Gemma calmly.
Jima bited her lips and looked at the handsome John Lee with hatred. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Finally, she didn't go to find any trouble for John Lee. She turned her head in anger and ignored him. After solving Jima's resentful eyes, John Lee went back to the previous topic and said with 120 thousand Sincerity:"My patriarchal clan is all Chinese. I think I am also Chinese. There is no hostile behavior between China and the United States, and there is no conflict of interests between us. With this premise, we can not be regarded as enemies. As long as you agree, my companions and I will obey your command temporarily until Dr. Flander reaches an agreement with you to let us return..."
The Americans are different from ordinary evolutionists. They rely too much on equipment. Now they are all beggars. On the contrary, they are not as good as ordinary evolutionists. Otherwise, they would not be honest in front of several British people. Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded to John Li and said:
"As long as you're honest, I can guarantee your safety. I'll talk about the future after I deal with the Russians. Now you'd better deal with the British. I don't care what you do, you have to get rid of their resentment. Otherwise... Or maybe you'll be in the charge of the British in the future. "
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words made John Lee look sad. He was quite unhappy with the American way of doing it. First of all, the British were half comrades in arms fighting with him. Then he said that they had surrendered, but the Americans still killed him, which obviously violated his bottom line. You know, he had faced so many opponents, and he had never killed so many people without any reason.
After Zhang Xiaoqiang appeased the Americans and the British for a while, he came to more than 30 big men with blood pupils. These young men were as wild as ever. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang coming, they struggled and swayed one after another, and the chains on their bodies jingled. If they hadn't been firmly fastened, they would have torn Zhang Xiaoqiang alive, However, not all of them are savage. In the middle of Puma Han, there is a big Russian beard. His beard makes him look like a gorilla, but his height is the shortest among the Russians. Even if he is evasive, there is no escape in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignores these young men who rush forward and want to kill him. He waves his fists and smashes them at the nearest guy. Each of these young men is more than two meters high. Their muscles are as strong as rocks, and their green veins curl like reliefs. But under Zhang Xiaoqiang's fists, these strong guys are like cloth bags full of cotton, In a murmur, flying around.
No one can stop Zhang Xiaoqiang's second punch. These guys with a minimum weight of 300 kg all fall like paper. Many young men curl up in pain after falling to the ground and breathe air-conditioning. The pain has degenerated to the extreme. Even if they break their limbs, they may not cry for pain. They can't carry Zhang Xiaoqiang's light punch, Let the frightened face of the bearded man turn pale.
One by one, the young men flew by beards and fell to the ground with cramp like pain. Hiding in the middle of the young men, he slowly exposed himself to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Even if he dodged from left to right, he could not avoid Zhang Xiaoqiang's meaningful sight. When all the young men fell to the ground and could not move, the big beard suddenly stood up to attention, Shout to Zhang Xiaoqiang:
"Darihachi, the third small banner of Huangjin Left Banner, reports to brother cockroach..."