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The people who threw themselves on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side only felt a slight chill in their waists, and then felt that they were much lighter, as if they had suddenly thrown away many years of burden, and before they could break free from this short-term relaxation, their bodies fell suddenly, and they were half shorter out of thin air, and a strong sharp pain came from their waist and abdomen, stabbing their nerves.

With a scream, one after another screams rang out, and one by one the men were left with only the upper half of the pestle on the sandy ground, their thighs and hind buttocks fell to the side, and the blood was like stagnant water, spreading out a piece of the boss, not only a spring of blood flowed out of their chests and abdomen, but also slowly spread into the ground.

With the flow of blood, all kinds of internal organs also flowed out, more than a section of intestines of different thicknesses, in the wailing, those men who were cut in the waist were all awake, they slowly tasted fear and tearing pain in despair, Zhang Xiaoqiang's knife was cut out at random.

The parts of the Rat King's blade on those men's bodies are also different, some are on the top, some are down, and if they are lucky, they will be exhausted after three or two wails, and those who are drawn below can only flow blood and internal organs from their waists in the wailing.

A man didn't dare to accept the reality, he lay on the ground, grabbed a handful of intestines and wanted to stuff them back into his abdominal cavity, because he didn't see it, he touched the ground at will, and inadvertently, he stuffed other people's intestines into his own abdominal cavity.

The crowd on the other side lost their voices, and they were in a miserable situation with their companions opposite them, especially when one companion stuffed someone else's intestines into his stomach, and his heart was like a sledgehammer smashing again and again, and no one thought of doing anything more, and no one knew what they should do, they just stupidly struggled with their companions in a pool of blood, rolling in a section of intestines.

"Ah!!!h

A man howled, he threw away Zhang Xiaoqiang under him, like throwing away a piece of red-hot iron, sitting on the ground, kicking his feet, throwing up a puff of bloody mud and sand, supporting the ground with his hands behind his back, crawling backwards, only those who were struggling in hell in his eyes, what retreats died, what caught and rewarded were not in his mind, his mind became a paste, he didn't know anything, only wailing and struggling companions, and the shocking red.

The man's scream was not obvious in the wailing scream, and this scream seemed to be insignificant, waking up the other men, they didn't snatch the Rat King Blade in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand, even if he was holding it so weakly.

Fear is contagious, the fear of death is worse than death, a group of living columns, bloody in front of their eyes, their fear of life is worse than death overwhelms the fear of death, they crawl backwards on all fours like the man before.

One, two, three・・・・・・・

When all the men moved away from Zhang Xiaoqiang, he felt a difficult relief, the chain was still wrapped around his legs, the big net was still on his body, and he could only go through the mesh to the slightly blurred blue sky in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand held the Rat King blade tightly, hanging weakly outside, a large hole was cracked on the right side of the big net, and the blood stained the hole red, five men wailed and struggled on the side, and one of them lost his strength and fell into the blood-soaked soil, the bloody soil was embedded in his mouth and nose, and he slowly died of suffocation.

Xiong Ye stood not far away with a chain dart Zhang Xiaoqiang, he was also frightened, he was an old Jianghu, an old Jianghu who was used to life and death, he had carried more than a dozen lives and died in the rivers and lakes, and he had seen a lot of tragic situations of various dead people, today he was scared, until now, not counting what he killed himself, he was accidentally injured by a stray bullet, Zhang Xiaoqiang has killed more than 40 people, and the rest were also scared to the point that they became wasters.

From beginning to end, he saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang's methods were not surprising, what earth-shattering means could a man who even relies on a wheelchair to walk have? In addition to his unpredictable marksmanship, now his gun is not in his hand, and people are also caught in the big net, even the crippled legs are trapped by themselves, and they have become fish on the chopping board, why did this man not give up at the next moment?

Their only purpose today was to capture Zhang Xiaoqiang and use Zhang Xiaoqiang to threaten Zhang Huai'an in exchange for a weapon, the Red Arrow anti-tank missile, the cause of which was Zhang Huai'an's bag and showed the missile in the eyes of other forces.

Why is it not anything else, that is, because the missiles are easy to hide, they don't have the courage to fight hard with the convoy, they can only play the small means of kidnapping tickets, they thought that there was no difficulty in kidnapping a cripple, and the lure plan was also very smooth, and half a month of ambush waiting was not in vain, but only after closing the net, they knew that their target was not a weak sheep, but a dragon hiding in the clouds.

"Hehe・・・・・・...

A burst of laughter came from Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth lying on the ground, his laughter seemed very dry, like fruits and vegetables that had lost moisture, not big, and in the miserable howl around him, the weird laughter looked weird.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his chest and abdomen rose and fell rapidly, as if he was accumulating strength, and after a while, he suddenly burst out with an angry shout.

"Come on, come and get me! Why not come!! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was as red as red, the green tendons on his neck flared up, the muscles of his right arm, which had been weak before, were rejuvenated, as soon as the words fell, his wrist turned, and the Rat King blade was inserted into the gap between the nets against his abdomen and chest, and there was a sound like a silk thread breaking, and the big net on his chest was cut by the Rat King blade.

The Rat King's blade passed through the big net Yang in the air, and before Zhang Xiaoqiang could continue to move, there was a "woo" sound in the air, and the iron chain was pumped on the back of his blade-holding hand like a flying slingshot.

"Snap ・・・・・・・" The right hand holding the Rat King blade was bounced off and smashed to the ground, and the back of the blood-stained hand showed a white practice gradually turning blue, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not throw away things like his left hand and retracted it to his chest, he held the Rat King Blade tightly, regardless of the pain of the bone crack on the back of his hand, he bent his legs and smashed it to the ground.

The metal chain that was waved again was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs to reduce the force, and the strong whipping became weak, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to pull open the big net on his face, and in the tearing sound, his upper body was freed from the big net.

As soon as he broke free, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the chains on his legs fluctuate again, he raised his legs again, who knew that the target ・・・・・・・・・・・・・of the chain this time was his legs, "snapped" his legs as if they were shocked, followed by a burning pain, with a numb itch that penetrated into the bone marrow.

"me・・・・・ knock him unconscious・・・・・ use a weapon・・・・・・・・・

Xiong Ye felt that he was not trapped by a cripple in a wheelchair, he was trapped by a tiger, a mad tiger, the mad tiger was about to break free, he couldn't think of any way to force Zhang Xiao to stop, and then he could only count on the remaining frightened subordinates.

No one dared to move, they sat on the ground trembling, and when they saw Zhang Xiaoqiang coming out of the big net, they crawled backwards with their hands and feet, trying to distance themselves from Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Master Xiong scolded and touched his waist. Remembering that there was no bullet in the pistol, in desperation, he dragged the dart head of the chain dart and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, he wanted to kick Zhang Xiaoqiang unconscious, but saw Zhang Xiaoqiang start violently and showed a weird smile at him.

Xiong Ye is not an evolutionary, he does not have the unique danger prediction of an evolutionary, seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's blood-blurred cheeks smiling at him, a sigh flashed in his heart, I don't know why, but his body continues to rush forward.

Zhang Xiaoqiang showed a mocking smile to Xiong Ye, the Rat King blade was inserted between his calves, and it was pulled up instantly, with a soft sound, countless broken metal chains spread out from between his legs, and the half-cut metal chains scattered in the air had not yet landed, and the chain dart hanging on the ground like a dead snake came to life, and the brush bounced down on Xiong Ye's right hand, Xiong Ye stepped forward with a dart in one hand and stomped on the ground fiercely, his shoulders swung horizontally, the chain dart reversed, and the sharp dart head went straight to Zhang Xiaoqiang's right eye.