At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was scorching outside, the light in the corridor was dim, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the smell of gunpowder choked people's throats, and the danger was everywhere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Yan exclaimed, Yang was suddenly concerned, he didn't dare to slack off, he rushed back to the top floor with lightning speed, and wrung back a large pile of supplies before leaving, leaving almost no grass in the past.

It's not that Yang Guan has superpowers, but the devil's equipment is too powerful, the bullets are packed in leather boxes, like a satchel, the grenade is hung on the belt, and the food is tied to the backpack.

The sound of "popping" continued, and Yangguan directly pulled off the strap and collected it all the way. There are not many, there are only about thirty little devils, Murong Yan has collected most of them, and Yangguan is just taking the sheep by the hand.

Surprise attack its unpreparedness, there is no praise in the corridor, Yangguan just gives the beauty courage: "The devil is a sheep, try it and know it carefully, you will be very strong, don't go to the hall!" ”

"Humph!" Murong Yan was angry, pouting unhappily, intentionally or unintentionally being treated as a fire girl: "I really can't go to the hall?" ”

Yang Guan smiled maliciously, didn't take care of the pretty woman, and secretly laughed in his heart: "Xiaoxiang, look at my brother if you don't train you well, what are you doing in the hall, slaughtering the little devil and saving your life is the most important." ”

He is well-intentioned, bent on forcing a woman to have eyebrows, taking advantage of the jealousy in the heart of a pretty woman, and a strong character. It is said that a spark can start a prairie fire, which lies in the correct use and inducement.

"Where is the hot air balloon? The corridor is handed over to you, the grenade can be thrown hard, and my brother will make money as soon as he stretches out his hand! "Yangguan chatters pretty women, and at the same time quickly assembles heavy snipers to prepare for long-term battles.

"East, it's estimated that you're almost on the top floor, three machine guns, be careful!" Murong Yan almost completely fell, and her eyes were full of little stars.

Yangguan didn't reply, quickly moved to the east window, the perception was fully open, quietly stretched out his head to watch, found nothing, and his heart was inexplicably sudden, and he quickly leaned out of the window to look up.

"Little Red Guy, it's really a ghost, and I want to play two-sided attack, I can't kill you!" Yangguan only saw the corner of the hot air balloon, golden under the scorching sun, approaching the top of the building, that was absolutely unacceptable.

At this time, there was an explosion in the corridor, continuously, Yangguan retreated decisively and quickly, only to see Murong Yan calmly and unhurriedly, using the wall to refract and ricochet to attack the devil, which was filled with gunsmoke and the devil was frightened.

"How's it going, did you knock it out?" Murong Yan asked while throwing the grenade, her voice trembling a little. Yang was inexplicably touched, isn't it too harsh: "You are very good, you have the opportunity to have a candlelight dinner together, but it is better to be promoted sooner rather than later!" ”

"Wow, bad guy!" Murong Yan's eyes were full of color, the only trace of worry disappeared without a trace, and the corner of her eyes caught the birth of Hongjie 7.7 Sniper, and her heart was full of joy, as if she had seen her beloved baby!

"Little nymphomaniac, keep it and wait for my brother to come back and reward you!" Yangguan dropped a sentence and went straight to the rooftop. Murong Yan's eyes changed in shock, and she instantly realized the crisis, and began to calculate how to stop the enemy: "Little girl, I want to be Mu Guiying, Hua Mulan, little devil, my aunt and grandmother are not vegetarians!" ”

I saw her untie the samurai belt, take out the pink ribbon on the inside, unwrap the outer layer, and suddenly it was a soft sword more than three feet long, very thin and sharp, with a cold light flickering, revealing a cold evil aura.

It turned out that the pink ribbon was woven from thousand-year-old golden silk, which was soft and smooth, and would not be cut by the Yiling sword. Murong Yan fastened her belt, pulled the grenade string again, placed it on the soft sword plane with her left hand, stretched forward her right hand, and the grenade slid down the sword surface, firing it with a sudden shake.

Under the skillful operation of the sword face, the grenade flew into the group of devils in an arc curve, and there was a howl, and after the bang, there were only a few flax sounds, and the effect was very good.

"Wow, it's not difficult, watch my aunt and grandmother send you melons!" Murong Yan was overjoyed, and found herself under pressure, and when it continued, the devil also used grenade warfare.

"Boom..."The smoke filled the entire corridor, it was pitch black, the walls were full of shrapnel, densely packed, and the lenses above the rest table were shattered into powder, only that, it could not pose a lethal threat to the top floor.

However, Murong Yan was unexpectedly attacked by a grenade, and subconsciously lay down, and the purple hairpin was shattered by a shrapnel, his scalp was cut, and a small bundle of green silk fell.

"Looking for death, my aunt and grandmother want you to pay for your life!" Murong Yan's eyes were red, the first anger was difficult to heal, it was the only relic of her mother, tears instantly blurred her eyes, and an extreme hatred emerged.

Murong Yan was grief-stricken and indignant, but she did not lose her mind, and Yangguan's series of deliberate training played a key role. She pulled out the pull ring, swung her sword and delivered the grenades, one by one into the hidden places of the passage.

"Boom..."The little devils were blown up and couldn't move their nests, and they started grenade battles with each other, fighting with each other, playing small tricks, endlessly, Murong Yan became more and more experienced, and she was very economical and not fooled.

The words are divided into two ends, one for each end, Yangguan threw down the backpack, carried the 7.7 sniper straight to the rooftop, took three steps and made two steps to the top, an iron door blocked the way, and the lock with a big fist was hanging.

He stretched out his hand to grasp it, suddenly twisted it, broke it with a click, and quietly opened a crack in the door, and there was a burst of sparks and sparks, Yangguan half turned around and stood on one side, and the iron door was beaten into a sieve.

"Boom!" The devil is still not giving up, using the low wall as a support, machine gun suppression, grenade to open the way, and he wants to put the sun on the place of death.

Yang Guan waited a little longer, the light machine gun had thirty rounds of magazines, and there was time for point firing, trying to take advantage of the time difference to catch him off guard. However, the devil is not stupid, the three of them alternately cover, and the bullets are constantly suppressed.

"Nima, it looks like you've got to be a little ruthless!" Yangguan had no way to fight back, and the bullets kept shooting in from the doorway, and the groaning was endless.

He pulled three grenades from his belt, pulled the strings directly, and threw his hand out of the top edge of the doorway, in the roughly guessed direction.

"Eight grids, lie down...", the three grenades fired in unison, so that the little devil's soul did not possess his body, and he reflexively lay on the ground. The gunfire stopped, and Yangguan quickly flashed out with a gun, and under the scorching sun, it was golden and dazzling.

The grenade exploded harmlessly, without hurting a single hair of the devil, and their thieves lay on their stomachs and did not move, and the triangular position, after leaning on the wall battlement, suddenly appeared en masse, and there was a burst of strafing.

"Nima!" Yang Guan's scalp was numb, and Fu Lin fell on the spot, and at the same time counterattacked with a shot, but it didn't hit. And the devil's barrage flew past Yang Guan's scalp and neck, chilling all over.

At the same time, Yangguan quickly rolled to the right, and the 7.7 sniper counterattacked in the general direction, but all of them were in the air.

The tumbling ground rattled, the small pits the size of eggs were dense, and the sand and gravel flew sideways and hit the body with a faint pain. The entrance of the rooftop building is unobstructed, open and bright, which makes Yangguan fall into extreme passivity.

Fortunately, the strength is huge, and the rolling speed makes the devil dizzy, and he does not suffer a trace of damage, but it is thrilling, and the clothes are reduced to auspicious clothes and perforated ones in the dodge, densely packed.

The "click" devil made a conventional mistake, and it is not unwise to block Yangguan collectively, but in the fierce battle, he forgot about coordination, resulting in the disadvantage of changing magazines at the same time, and it is also the only loophole.

"Bang bang..."How could Yang Guan miss such a good opportunity, raise his gun and stand up and snipe continuously, with a distance of less than forty meters, and easily kill the two of them. But the third person had already launched a blockade, spitting tongues of fire.

"Damn it!" Yang Guan kicked the ground and flashed to the left, then rolled forward to the left, rolled sideways, and counterattacked in the air, but it was a big failure and a waste of bullets.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, Kill Quack..."The little devil went crazy, and all the bullets hit the rooftop, causing no harm at all, and realizing that death was coming, he burst out into a madness that lost his nature.

Devil bushido is purely bluffing, but it is actually a strategy to incite people's hearts, invulnerability, invincibility or something. At this moment, the crazy devil is terrifying, afraid of dying for the sake of the devil, and only has the intention of killing in his heart.

"Da Da ..."The devil's archery skills have not been forgotten, but they are still two or three consecutive shots, and they are very well controlled, reaching the realm of muscle memory, quite terrifying archery.

In layman's terms, it is an occupational disease, such as the hard callus on the farmer's palm, inertial movements, living habits, etc., which are the result of long-term tempering.

In other words, give him a chance, death and injury are inevitable, the machine gun has become a part of his body, and he is old and fierce.

However, the disadvantage of the crazy person is that he does not know the number, although he rushes up with a gun and shoots fiercely, but the bullets in the magazine are limited, and he quickly bottoms out and runs out.

"Bang!" Yangguan took the opportunity to shoot decisively, but as a result, he acted madly, and he didn't dare to come to China and look for death.

Yangguan didn't dare to slack off, the situation of the pretty woman and the safety of the backpack could not be ignored, and he hurriedly collected the loot.

The "Huhu ......" hot air balloon once again ascended to the rooftop.

"Eight grid tooth road, kill to ......"