Chapter 290

"You?" Shangguan Guagua shook his head and said, "I really envy your simplicity."

At this time, Zhenzi with short hair opened the door and Duan Xin pointed his hand and said, "dead girl, come here and call the top level of the ghost gate immediately. What master, martial uncle, martial uncle and martial mother, call them all. I want them to witness the wedding."

"Stop fooling around," said Shangguan Guagua, frowning and asking, "what's the matter?"

Short haired Zhenzi was stunned and replied, "the soldiers of the state of Xi are patrolling the mountains."

Duan Xindao: "concealment!"

This concealment lasted for seven days. Duan Xin stayed by her bed all day. Shangguan Guagua vowed that she had never met such a chattering person. Fortunately, in the last time of her life, she finally hid her impatience, felt a joy, and tried to believe that Duan Xin could cure herself, However, when she heard that what he wanted was not a cold and terrible operating table, but a red candle soft bed, she smiled and became melancholy again.

Now the body has improved. Maybe it's time to leave.

But when the idea came up, short haired Zhenzi brought another bad news: Master Qiyue was captured by the soldiers of the state of Xi when collecting medicine, all the way south.

Shangguan Guagua could no longer lie down, and Duan Xin volunteered to accompany him.

Hess also wanted to go with him. Qiyue was too important to him, but little Lori ridiculed: "Why are you going, pretending to be miserable and make others sympathize?"

A word choked Hess to death. He had to take people to the independent army station and make an appointment with Duan Xin.

A day without words, Duan Xin and others set off.

Border town.

Shop.

There were cries and portraits in the broken shop.

It was Ashe who cried and the landlady who died.

The town had already been raided by the soldiers, and there was not even a box of cigarettes worth two dollars, but they were not satisfied and turned the town into a execution ground.

But there were disobedients, young and old, who were taken to the center of the cross street to behead and then abandoned their bodies on the street.

His slogan is: "build a corpse city here with corpses."

It is said that a foreign war reporter passed by when he went to the northern battlefield. When he saw the soldiers slaughtering civilians, he recorded it and planned to expose it. But even people and cars were blown over. The war reporters were struggling in a pool of blood, so they took pictures of stabbing corpses with cameras.

On this day, they killed a little boy.

Cut your throat.

The landlady hiding in the basement of the shop looked at all this with tears in her eyes. At night, she could no longer bear the psychological torture. She secretly climbed out to collect the body, but was caught by the patrolling soldiers.

She also had her throat cut.

When Ashe woke up, the hostess's blood had dried up.

Although she was devastated, what could she do as a weak woman? The only thing we can do is to look at the portrait and pray that the landlady will not be born in this desperate place in her next life.

The cry was not loud, but it was still noticed by passing soldiers.

The whole town was taken down, and there were still fish in the net?

Feeling that their dignity was being provoked, they rushed in with a menace. Seeing that it was a weak woman, they all smiled. When they looked at Ashe's towering chest, their disdain turned into an obscene smile.

Seeing these countries staring at themselves walking around, their eyes were lustful and unbridled, Ashe couldn't stop hating and said, "you animals, I won't let you go as a ghost!"

She guessed her fate and wanted to keep hope as Duan Xin asked, but the power of despair was too strong and the enemy was too strong.

Several soldiers stopped after searching, and the leader laughed: "I've heard too much, but guess what? I'm still alive, and I haven't seen a ghost come to me for revenge! "

He took a sip of the juice he brought with him, moistened his dry throat and said, "maybe you can make an exception, but now, you'd better take off your clothes. From experience, it will make you feel better."

Ah Shi trembled, covered his chest and said, "don't come here, get out of my house!"

The leader stopped talking nonsense. He was always interested in thinking of the next things he would do every day. He smiled with hunger and thirst and grabbed Ashe's wrist. Although Ashe struggled, he was picked up by him. Then he screamed, and his coat had been torn off.

Show white shoulders and corsets.

Seeing the skin without any dust, the leader lit up his eyes unexpectedly.

He couldn't wait to throw Ashe to a wooden table. When the two companions tried to hold Ashe's arm, he took a knife to break her belt. Then, the tip of the knife was slightly teased downward, and he hissed and pulled Ashe's pants off. Just past the root of his leg, his round hip was exposed.

Ash struggled desperately, twisted his body and cried, "I'll kill you, kill you!"

"No, don't hurt me, please let me go!"

Listening to her cry, the leader was more worried. He grabbed her beautiful hip with one hand, and then took off his pants. When he was about to press a gun into it, suddenly, a piercing scream came from the air.

Poof!

The leader clearly saw a thing sticking out of his chest and spewing blood, which splashed on Ashe's upper body and face.

The leader of "I... NIMA" opened his mouth and looked at his companion, trying to block the wound with his hand, but the pain made him unable to exert half his strength.

The two companions next to him were slightly stunned. They wiped off the blood splashed on their faces and looked at him. They were suddenly frightened and stood up. A thumb thick steel pipe appeared on his chest, with a sharply sharpened tip hanging sporadic broken meat. The blood flowed happily from it, just like a faucet.

"Really, I'm serious"

A tired and helpless voice came from outside the store, followed by a thin young man, 1.79 meters tall, with a gray cloth coat on his upper body and a pair of worn military boots. He didn't have a decoration. The only valuable thing was a short steel pipe wound in his hand, but I'm afraid he could barely change half a big cake.

He said: "in order to stabilize the murderous nature of the evil, I vowed to come to India and never kill anyone other than the target, but I let you break it as soon as I landed. Are you too damn or am I too cruel?"

His voice was so calm that it was like a poor dubbing actor mechanically reading his lines, but the momentum between the words made people move and change color. It was like playing on the railway track and suddenly hearing the whistle. The sense of death made these soldiers extremely frightened.

These words were addressed to the soldiers of the Republic of Macedonia, and also meant to ask a bald head not far behind.

The bald head is not completely naked. There is a small grass on the top of the head.

He replied, "so you call the hero to save the United States in the future?"

The young man smiled and said, "maybe"

Everyone looked more ferocious than him, and everyone's weapons were more advanced than him, but these soldiers suddenly couldn't raise any fighting spirit, as if they had become quiet antelopes in an instant.

Although the sheep's horns are sharp, there is a wolf standing opposite the sheep.

To be slaughtered.