Someone may want to ask, when do I have a gun in my hand? Not only did you wonder, Duan Xintong asked curiously, "when did you bring a gun? Ice language has checked your body. You don't have any offensive weapons except a pile of waste paper (Rune) and cool white water (Rune water). "
I blew the smoke on the muzzle of the gun and said proudly, "look if the gun on your waist is still there?"
Duan Xintong stared at the gun in my hand and suddenly woke up. He hurriedly lifted up his down jacket and found that the holster was empty. He opened his mouth and asked incredulously, "how do you know I still have a gun and when did you steal it?"
I hummed and said, "how can a cunning man like you not have a spare gun? Only you have one arm left and the other hand to run away, so you haven't taken it out for use. Just before entering the door, I grabbed your collar, touched your waist with my left hand, found a gun and pulled it away. You were so tired that you almost collapsed. Even if you took off your pants, you wouldn't notice it. "
Although Duan Xintong seemed very angry, he looked at the muzzle of the gun and finally chose to shut up.
I looked up at Mo Kexin, who was still smiling, and said in surprise, "there is a gecko on your head!"
Mo Kexin just turned his eyes and looked up, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all. You know, geckos are more terrible to women than mice. She is indifferent. But what I wanted was a chance to roll her eyes and give her another shot. This time, she didn't deviate, right in the middle of her eyebrow!
I blew the gun smoke and said proudly with a smile: "I'm not wrong. I just moved my fingers, and then I took you..." suddenly, I couldn't laugh, because although the woman was shot in the middle of the eyebrow, she didn't fall down, the wound didn't shed blood, and her face was still as charming as before!
That's wrong. Even if a zombie is shot, it can't have no reaction. What kind is his uncle's? I'm a little flustered. If it's another thing like "Oriental invincible", I won't be fair to her unless I give my brother a cannon.
Duan Xintong smiled and said to me, "do you know what manager Mo's nickname is?"
I knew the rhetorical question would be like an idiot, but I still asked, "what's your name?"
"Yao chicken! Hahaha... "Duan Xintong smiled for a moment and seemed to have a stomachache.
I asked in wonder, "is it funny? Isn't it a chicken? Why don't you call a bucket? " I think a bucket is more in line with each other's identity.
Duan Xintong almost fell to the ground and said angrily, "it's not the Yao chicken in mahjong, it's the demon of the demon man, the Ji of the demon girl!"
In fact, I understood, but I still deliberately said, "there's nothing funny about a flirtatious hen."
"Fuck you..." Duan Xintong almost died of anger.
I immediately pointed a pistol at his forehead. The grandson changed his mouth very quickly: "my mother!"
This time not only I laughed, but also Mo Kexin laughed. Duan Xintong's face turned red for a moment, and the veins on his forehead burst, but he didn't dare to attack.
Mo Kexin suddenly stopped smiling, shook his right hand, put a pistol in his hand, pointed at me and said, "you hit me twice, I just need to give you back one shot. If you don't die, I'll let you go. "
The next paragraph of Xintong began to smile again. Although it didn't make a sound, the smile was provoking my brother. It seemed to say that you can still laugh?
Of course I laughed, shrugged and said, "fair and reasonable, children and old people are not deceived, come on!"
Now Mo Kexin's face is as heavy as water. A pair of eyes are staring at my face. I know I'm aiming at the center of my eyebrows. So I began to count, one, two, three!
Sure enough, the time calculation was very accurate, with a bang. After counting three, I jumped to one side in time. Just then the bullet roared in and brushed my right arm. But this 38 didn't mean what she said. Bang Bang fired two shots again. I had already calculated that she would do so. When avoiding, I looked at the direction and rushed behind Duan Xintong.
"Ouch... My leg!" Duan Xintong screamed, and both bullets hit his left leg.
I laughed, and when I turned back, several shots were fired on the iron door. Although the accuracy is not very good, blind cats always catch dead mice. After these shots, he broke the door lock and opened the iron door.
Duan Xintong immediately stopped screaming and yelled: "son of a bitch, you're out of your mind. How can you open this fan..."
Before he finished, the onion God swept into the door with a biting chill. Now there is not only ice language behind him, but also a "Oriental invincible", but this guy's hair is scattered, the sword in his waist is missing and a leg is broken. Ya, you stand up and pose for me. Let me see.
I know Jibao must have rushed at me first. The moment it entered the door, I had grabbed Duan Xintong's shoulder and climbed to the front. At the moment, the onion God almost came behind me, and the strong cold forced my back to ache. At the moment I rolled to avoid, I saw Mo Kexin's face change greatly. This was the first time I saw this woman's nervous look since we met.
She suddenly turned around and ran, but there was a well hole behind her. She couldn't run away at all. I tumbled into the hole, but the onion God didn't rush at me and grabbed the 38 directly.
With a tear, a large piece of the coat was torn off. If she hadn't tried to avoid it, her whole arm would have been torn off.
Suddenly, two things hit my forehead and rolled down. I looked down and saw two plastic balls. What is this? But knowing that it fell from Mo Kexin, I looked up curiously at her chest. I went to the airport. It can't be flat any more. Is it a man? These two plastic balls are fake breasts!
Mo Kexin's clothes were torn. For a moment, he was ashamed and anxious. He slapped the onion God with his backhand. Unexpectedly, I photographed the boy on the ground. I can't believe she can beat Jibao!
The onion God fell on my side and almost didn't scare me to death. He kicked his feet on the wall and ran out of the hole. After turning over and landing, he looked back. The onion God didn't chase me. It was completely angered by the death of 38 and flew up from the ground. Mo Kexin just climbed the ladder, was grabbed by the onion God, pulled down his hair, and hit the ground with a thump on the back of his head.
With this strength, the skull of ordinary people must be cracked. However, Mo Kexin didn't do anything. He turned over and wanted to jump up. He was pulled by the onion God again.
This time, Mo Kexin didn't fall to the ground because all his long hair was torn off. Looking at dead 38's bald and shiny forehead, I was stunned. Your original hair is fake, dead bald!
Mo Kexin took the opportunity to climb up the ladder again, and the onion God ran into it angrily. If he was hit, he had to hit the dead 38 into meat sauce. But at this time, Bingyu and the white robed club and hammer pulled back their legs. Instead of bumping into each other, the onion God stepped back. The angry onion God's eyes burst out and grabbed Mo Kexin's pants.
The pants were torn and the underwear burst. I suddenly felt sick and wanted to vomit. I was really a personal demon. There was a lifeblood in my crotch!
Thinking of being fascinated by her just now, I have a cramp in my stomach. I feel that the whole world can't be trusted!