A large number of people will always be the only choice for victory. There are indeed many examples of winning with less, but that is only very few after all. There is a saying that in the face of absolute power, all resistance is futile.

There are Long Xiaoqi's mercenaries everywhere, carrying rifles, sniper rifles, carrying rocket launchers, and carrying heavy machine guns. They instantly surrounded the place. In this kind of surround, no matter how powerful Zhao Ziyang is, he can't go out safely. No, it's not that he is safe, but that he cannot go out alive. Even if your cell regeneration degree is dozens of times that of a normal person, can you still survive after you turn into mud?

The answer is no, he will never survive again, he is not a god.

"Are you satisfied?" Long Xiaoqi took out a cigarette and put it in. After lit it, he took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Ziyang and smiled: "If you are not satisfied with this, you really don't give me face. If you really don't give me face, I won't give you face either. Of course, you can kill me now, but the question is, will you kill me? If you can't kill me with one blow, you will die."

At this moment, Zhao Ziyang's face was so ugly and ugly. He didn't expect that there would be so many people in Long Xiaoqi, and he didn't expect that the other party would not reason with him at all. Of course, he knew how to reason about this thing, but he never expected that he would encounter such a day. If it were depressed, today would probably be Zhao Ziyang's most depressing day.

"Ah...ah!"

Leng Tao's painful voice was still ringing, and his whole body was covered with sweat. The pain of being broken by his limbs was not something that people could tolerate, no matter how strong he was, Leng Tao, who was in pain, had no hatred except pain. He knew that his fortune had been saved, even if his limbs were destroyed.

Lin Feiyang, not far away, kept frowning, and it was difficult to see his true thoughts from his face. He felt that he had come here wrong, and it was really a big mistake.

"Oh, are you all here for a meeting?" The mermaid's voice rang.

A group of more than twenty divine punishments came over like a walk, watching what happened here with interest. The people and animals were harmless, but they were unusual in Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

Zhao Ziyang smiled bitterly, and he really showed a helpless smile. He didn't know many of the people here, but he knew three or four of them. The three or four of them knew were the best assassins in the world. People were divided into groups and birds of a feather flocked. When his strength reached his level, how could he not see that other people were not simple? He knew that this time he had fallen into a big fall.

"I have accepted this explanation, I will give you your face." Zhao Ziyang took a deep breath and said to Long Xiaoqi: "There are so many powerful people around you, do you still need me to help you?"

"Of course!" Long Xiaoqi spit out a sip of smoke, and took out a cigarette as if he was remembering something and threw a cigarette for Zhao Ziyang and said, "I want to do God's armed forces myself, so I have to clear the scene. As for why I have to do it myself... Because I want to kill Winster, who is armed by God, he is on my hunting list. Another thing is that I will be responsible for domestic affairs in Africa and the Middle East in the future. I don't want to be chrysanthemums together as soon as I came to power. Because I don't want to, I have to poke their chrysanthemums first."

What should be brought back will definitely be taken back, and Long Xiaoqi must hunt Winster. The Eastern Expedition was a war of mercenaries, while the Western Expedition was the stage of Long Xiaoqi.

"You are very brave." Zhao Ziyang smiled at Long Xiaoqi with a cigarette in his arms.

"You are more courageous." Long Xiaoqi spit out a string of smoke rings and said, "Why don't we fight alone?"

One-on-one challenge?

When Zhao Ziyang heard these two words, he laughed silently. After being outside for so long, he always felt nostalgic and wanted to laugh when he heard the word "Talk" and "Talk" had long since left the stage of history, and it was a martial arts spirit. Although there are still many young people who like to play this. Fighting, you can fight one by one, and fighting, and there is never a single fight.

"You fight so many of us alone, or so many of us fight yourself." Long Xiaoqi raised his head and said arrogantly: "Do you play?"

"No!" Zhao Ziyang refused.

This is not a one-on-one fight, it is just a group fight. Although he really wants to fight with Long Xiaoqi to see how strong this guy is. But if he fights thousands of people alone, it won’t be fine, let alone twenty or so terrifying guys.

"That's right!" Long Xiaoqi grinned and patted Zhao Ziyang on the shoulder, saying, "From the future, let's fight him one by one, let's fight him one by one! From now on, Africa is the final say, let those stupid guys go as far as they can, hahaha..."

Zhao Ziyang shrugged without comment, and he began to understand Long Xiaoqi a little. This guy is different from General Tianjiao, and is different from the African King. General Tianjiao is conservative and very conservative; King African King is radical and quite radical. However, Long Xiaoqi in front of him... is full of bad habits and full of ruffianism, and is a person who will never suffer any loss.

That's right, it's a character. Now Zhao Ziyang admits that Long Xiaoqi is a character. Not to mention anything else, just killing the limbs of the African King, he is extremely beautiful.

Long Xiaoqi is clear about internal and external affairs. This is much more generous than Lin Feiyang's play. Although Lin Feiyang has become famous for a long time, Long Xiaoqi has just started.

"Can we leave?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Let's go, let's go, you're nothing to do here." Long Xiaoqi waved his hand and smiled, "I should deal with some housework next time. You have to take good care of your girl in the future. If you encounter such a thing again, you may not be able to meet me. Alas, I know this feeling, my girl is still waiting for me to save her."

When Zhao Ziyang let him go, he felt relieved. To be honest, he couldn't see through Long Xiaoqi, fearing that he would continue to stay and cause trouble. There were many people on the other side, and if he played with himself, he would play whatever he wanted.

"I'll go back first, I'll do what I promise you..."

"Wait!" Long Xiaoqi called Zhao Ziyang.

"Huh?" Zhao Ziyang turned his head and stared at Long Xiaoqi, his originally sharp eyes becoming astonished.

He saw Long Xiaoqi picking up a stone from the ground and pointing it to his head.

"Bang!"

The stones collided with the head, neither light nor heavy, without skin breaking, nor bleeding.

"I borrow the blood from you." Long Xiaoqi reached out to wipe blood on Zhao Ziyang's body, making his hands full.

Under Zhao Ziyang's surprised gaze, under Lin Feiyang's doubts, and under everyone's confusion, he reached out to make his head and face bloody, looking shocking and terrible.

"Ouch!"

Long Xiaoqi screamed and lay on the ground like a shrew.
Chapter completed!