Chapter 291： Fried in two

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"The Tian family spends little time free, and May is busy.

At night, the south wind rose and the wheat was covered with yellow.

...

The feet are steaming in summer, and the back burns the sky.

I do not know the heat, but the summer is long.

... "

This Bai Juyi's "Watching the Wheat" originally described the hard and miserable life of farmers harvesting wheat on a hot summer day.

But at this time, Wen Zilong was used to describe the people who harvested these CWCs and the lives of the Darkwater mercenaries.

This is indeed the case.

He jumped into the crowd of more than 150 people.

Just like a harvester, it harvests human life.

The two mercenaries on the left raised their guns and wanted to shoot at him.

He flicked his long tail.

Click-click-

The two men had broken their ribs while flying over 20 meters.

The mercenaries on the right want to escape.

Wen Zilong shook his head and slammed these people into the river.

You know, the river here is swift and violent, and it falls, and the death rate is almost 90%.

Same as Zaire Ebola.

As for the staff of CWC, in front of Wen Zilong, it was like muddy paper.

Wen Zilong was constantly harvesting his life.

"Oh, God, save me!"

"Oh my god, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Damn, run away!"

These guys keep screaming and evading.

In Wen Zilong's heart, there is no mercy.

Now that you have escaped?

How did you treat the guide family just now?

Especially the white-headed devil.

In Wen Zilong's view, this guy is the culprit.

He must die!

As he harvested these lives, he walked toward the white-headed devil.

The bullets around him kept flying towards him.

But hitting him seemed to hit the iron board.

Sparks kept blowing on him.

When he came to the guide, he clutched his collar with his teeth.

Then he slammed it, throwing it out more than twenty meters, and let him leave the battlefield.

The guide was stunned, and then quickly fled in the direction of the clan.

Those Wagniacs were shocked and happy after seeing the guide back.

To my surprise, the sudden appearance of the crocodile launched a massacre of those foreigners.

Will they also massacre them?

The good news is that the guide is back.

When they were not so, they hurriedly crossed the river and left here.

On the bank of the turbulent river, there is a wooden bridge that is only two meters wide and built of wood.

The patriarch quickly issued orders to everyone:

"Cross the bridge, everyone crosses the bridge immediately!"

So these five hundred people hurriedly walked across the bridge to the other side of the river.

After crossing the bridge, everyone looked back.

I saw that more than 150 foreigners had been slaughtered for nearly half.

The patriarch was shocked and ordered the tribe:

"Burn the bridge, burn it!"

Of course, burning the bridge is not to stop the terrible giant.

The giant crocodile can dive, even if the bridge is burned, it can't stop it.

They are just to stop these foreigners.

As long as the bridge is burned, they will be hard to come by in a short time.

Then the Wagnians can take the opportunity to escape.

Soon, a fire broke out on the bridge.

Some mercenaries want to learn from the Wagnians and escape from the bridge.

But just halfway through, they saw a big fire on the opposite side, and they all changed their looks.

There is a fire in front, and a terrifying giant crocodile on the back;

Below is a turbulent river that is basically GG as long as it drops.

At this time, they had no way to go to heaven, no way to enter the ground.

Wen Zilong rushed to the bridge and easily killed these people.

He returned to the shore and continued to slaughter.

But at this moment, the white-haired devil had arrived on the military vehicle.

He carried a bazooka directly from the trunk of the car.

Then pointed at Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong was about to rise, and suddenly felt bad.

Turning his head to look, the white-headed devil was carrying a bazooka to himself.

He instinctively wanted to avoid.

And he also has a golden bell cover to defend against this rocket attack.

But after hesitating for a while, he dismissed these thoughts.

Don't you always want to break in two?

But because of the pain, I couldn't make up my mind.

Isn't this just an opportunity now?

But if you really break in two, you ca n’t move for at least seven or eight hours.

He didn't believe that the white-headed devil would let his two bodies lay there just like the previous CWC employees.

So you have to find the right angle and pose.

Not only should he let himself slam himself into two, but he should soon disappear into their sight after breaking into two.

With a slight movement in Wen Zilong's heart, he thought of his idea.

While continuing to slaughter several people, he moved closer to the river bank.

The step on the right is the river bank.

At the same time keep your body parallel to the river bank.

This is convenient for rockets to hit their waists.

While posing, he said:

"Wait a minute, the angle is not adjusted. I will move it a little more."

When he was sure that his posture was all set, he smiled, his left eye blinked at the white-headed devil:

"Gun me!"

The white-headed devil saw this guy so arrogant and roared: "Give me death!"

The trigger was pulled with the right hand.

call out--

The rocket, like a broom star, flew towards Wen Zilong.

Wenzi Longyan watched the broom star getting closer and closer and suddenly regretted it.

It was blown into two pieces, it hurts!

"Wait, wait, I regret it, I regret it ..."

boom--

The Rocket does not accept any rebuttals.

There was a loud noise that drowned Wen Zilong's screams.

The sky's fire rose, and Wen Zilong was directly blown into two sections.

Under the impact of the shock wave, it flew towards the river.

Thump thump

These two bodies fell directly into the river, splashing waves more than five meters high.

Wen Zilong's body was quickly engulfed by the river.

The severe pain from the fracture caused Wen Zilong to faint quickly.

Before fainting, he watched the river that engulfed himself, roaring like a beast.

In my mind, a broad and grand singing sounded for no reason:

The Yangtze River is full of water, chrysanthemums are all heroes ...

On the bank of the river, the white-headed devil saw with his own eyes that Wen Zilong was blown into two sections.

A mercenary next to him was also happy:

"That devil is finally dead!"

"It's been blown into two paragraphs, it's strange to die!"

"Damn, killing so many of us, it's too cheap to die once!"

"This guy is a devil, killing is like harvesting!"

Looking at the corpses around, the mercenaries said one after another.

"Fortunately, this guy is dead, otherwise I don't know how many people are going to die."

The white-headed devil was also slightly relieved.

That guy was finally killed.

But what made the white-headed devil a little uneasy was that the giant crocodile seemed to give up resistance before he died.

And it turned out to be waiting for a rocket.

The most important thing is that it blinked at itself with one eye-it seemed to be very meaningful.

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