Chapter 3692

Although Gwen is immature as a mercenary in all aspects, for example, she is too thin skinned to ask for compensation, and she has no extreme self cooked social cow beer syndrome.

But at least she won't leave her weapon in the taxi.

So soon, everyone was armed with an assault rifle, and the death knell drew a line on the flesh and blood ground of Seth with its toes, indicating that this is the standard distance of 100 meters.

"Dada dada..."

Gwenshi opened fire first, and the rifle equipped with a silencer sent out not very beautiful music. Since she is a thorough student sister, naturally, she can't expect to have any shooting skills of professional shooter level, and she also relies on strafing to "spray water" in battle.

But the fun of playing balloons is here. Pulling the trigger and seeing the balloon burst in the distance will give people a strange sense of satisfaction.

It doesn't matter if you don't shoot correctly. Anyway, happiness is over.

Gwen Shi rolled four magazines in a row before he finished shooting 100 balloons. The 100 meter hit rate is only about 70%, half as good as Wade's African shooting method..

"If the death shooter were here, I doubt he could blow up all the balloons with two shots." Haley waited for the hanging to re hang the target and loaded the weapon a little rustily: "when I was in the suicide team before, I saw him use the refraction and collision of two bullets to kill five people hiding behind the bunker."

"The technique of dead shooting doesn't have to be said. He can understand the gun, but his upper limit of strength is just like that."

Reach out to help the woman open the weapon insurance and adjust it to the crotch of continuous hair. Su Ming can also do this. Moreover, he only uses one bullet, not even a gun. He just uses the force to control the sharp bullet to fly:

"Sugar bean, please recall that among the powerful villains with names, who was killed by bullets? If you really need to kill God, it depends on the cold weapons."

"Hee hee, as I said before, what he lacks is a good gun, and maybe some special bullets."

With a pouting kiss, Haley picked up her assault rifle and began to fire. Unexpectedly, her shooting method was much better than Gwen's, and even her breath was unaffected:

"But he's so obsessed with money that he can't use special bullets. All the money he made in the past is saved for his daughter in the future. If he's hungry when he's on duty, he won't even buy a hot dog, let alone treat his team friends to dinner."

With that, while firing, Haley turned her head and made a disgusting face at Su Ming, indicating that men are not very popular with the girls because they are stingy.

"He is a hired killer. Maybe one day he will be hired to kill your former teammates, so it's professional for him not to have personal emotional contact with you." Su Ming nodded, not gossiping about other people's consumption ideas, but affirmed some of that person's ideas.

Haley put down her rifle, stood on tiptoe and craned her neck to see her shooting results. Without looking back, she smiled and said:

"If you can't shoot an acquaintance with a smile on your face, it only shows that he is not suitable for that industry. Psychologically, he is afraid of the existence of some small possibility, which can be said to be a manifestation of dementia caused by anxiety. Because no one with brains will hire such an honest man to kill his own relatives and friends."

"That's right. Come on, Wanda, try ballooning, too?" The death knell handed the witch a few magazines and signaled her to try it, which was cleaner than pinching bubbles.

The witch who kept her eyes closed opened her eyes, because it was calm on the battlefield of spiritual confrontation, and Sison seemed to retreat.

So she also wanted to adjust her mood a little, so she joined the fun team.

Just when several people took turns to play balloons, the Polaris who went to pick up liver fragments came back. The girl stepped on a huge suspended metal plate, under which hung a squirrel sister. The little fat girl shouted with a smile on her face:

"Here comes the liver!"

"It's just right. We'll eat fried snake liver when we go back. Let's cut some first and have a barbecue." The death knell put down his gun, but still let the hanging keep the speed of picking Sete's alveoli. After eating the roast liver, he sent the snake god on his way.

The God killer changed from a stick to a blade. With a wave of his hand, he cut off a large piece of liver, then cut them into appropriately sized pieces with the force, and took out a large bundle of spider totems to use as barbecue sticks.

Take out the firewood from your waist bag, find a flat and dry place, light a fire, set up a grill, and then sprinkle salt on the roast liver with your elbow to inject soul.

......

How to say, Seth's liver is very moist.

Although it has some fishy smell, it's not always the case with game barbecue.

During the meal, the snake god had been trying to deceive the death knell out, but the latter seemed not to hear. No matter what Seth said, he completely ignored it.

Halfway through the roast liver, Diana came back with a snake gall like a hill, and Wade, who went to Seth's mouth, came back with his mouth wiped. They also joined the picnic team.

"We've been playing in his stomach for so long. It seems that Seth still has no plan to go to Sison, tut." The death knell was a little disappointed. He stuffed his cousin with a kebab and asked him to hide and chew it by himself. Anyway, don't show his face in front of everyone: "sure enough, he was afraid of sissohn falling into the well, but it's a pity that the plan I prepared didn't work."

The bonfire was burning vigorously, several pieces of snake liver became slightly curled in the licking of the fire, and the air was filled with strange fragrance.

"Did you use the snake god as a vehicle to find people? Unfortunately, he was in fear and didn't go to Sison for help. It seems that he is more afraid of the big devil than you." Gwenshi wiped the chili noodles on his small mouth and chewed the internal organs in his mouth: "so we still have to kill the snake god first."

"Well, dismember it from the inside. This time, I'll take its heart away." The death knell put away his smile and became serious. Since Seth was not fooled by his previous tactics, he was of little value to go to Sison for medical treatment.

First take off his heart and then destroy his brain. After killing him, get some pork, mix it with Seth's lean and lean meat, chop it into fat and thin shame, and then bury it at the foot of the world tree.

Yuk trahill's growth rate is too slow. I hope to send some ancient gods as fertilizer to speed up the progress.

After eating the barbecue snack, the party set out again and continued to move seven inches from the position of the lungs to find the snake's heart.

However, at this time, the direction behind them suddenly encountered an attack. It turned out that Seth swallowed a primary demon. As a result, the guy ran out of the broken stomach bag. After discovering several humans, he followed and launched an attack.

"Do big fish eat small fish and small fish eat shrimp?" The light saber in the hands of the death knell exploded and flashed, and the golden light lit up the dark environment. Looking at the outline of the other party like a red eyed wild dog, he slowly shook his head: "but you make a big mistake when you treat human beings as shrimps. Go to death."

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