Chapter 187 Uncle Biao, Simple Brain and Strong Limbs
Zhang Yang started to move his body in the ditch again. Now, he has become the shooting target of all the [***] elements on the mountain. He can only keep moving to avoid it. Fortunately, although the ditch cannot completely cover his body,
, the autumn weeds were still very useful as cover, and soon, after continuous movement, no conspicuous target could be found on the mountain.
Passing behind Maimaiti and the girl, Zhang Yang did not pause.
Finally, Zhang Yang moved to the blind spot where he started, which was a safe place.
There was a sharp pain in my shoulder, as if it was being torn apart, and the bullet was still inside.
Seeing Zhang Yang dripping with blood and clenching his teeth, the girl's neck shrank and her body trembled. Maimaiti patted the girl's shoulder comfortingly, and the girl relaxed a little. However, she was immediately shocked by the scene in front of her.
Stunned, the young man with an indifferent face took out the dagger from his waist, took out a lighter and burned the dagger, then tore the clothes on his shoulders, and directly inserted the dagger into the shoulder, turning it inside the flesh.
I searched and found a bloody bullet...
Looking at the sweat on Zhang Yang's forehead, he felt his teeth sore even when he was shopping.
Maimaiti finally understood why this young man was able to escape from his eyes many times. He was a terrifying opponent!
"Xuelian, go and bandage him." Maimaiti said to the girl beside her.
"Oh..." The girl was like a frightened rabbit, looking at Zhang Yang cleaning the wound with a dagger with a look of fear. She didn't want to look, but she couldn't help but look secretly.
The girl's trembling body dragged a medicine box and climbed to Zhang Yang's side.
"I, I... let me bandage it for you..." The girl was trembling all over. In her eyes, this young man was like a beast.
"Are you a nurse?" Zhang Yang asked, staring at the girl with glasses.
"No... no... I... I am... studying geology..." The girl looked at Zhang Yang's blood-stained hands, and her body trembled again. This young man gave her a very dangerous feeling. This
This feeling is indescribable, but it can be felt in the body.
"Since you are not a nurse, I will do it myself."
Zhang Yang didn't want a girl who was not a nurse to waste time, so he hooked the medicine box with his foot, opened the medicine box, poured a bottle of alcohol on his shoulder, wiped it with gauze, poured some Yunnan Baiyao, and messed around with the gauze.
Bandaged it.
This is just a simple treatment to avoid wound infection and inflammation.
At this time, there was no time to carefully play with these things. Zhang Yang was still a little worried about the safety of Aze and Liu Biao. After all, they did not have guns in their hands. The only way was to approach the enemy and assassinate them. Undoubtedly, that was a
Very dangerous technical work.
At this time, the gunshots on the mountain slowly and sparsely stopped...
Zhang Yang felt that life was disappearing constantly.
Those were Aze's knife, Wang Feng's dagger, and Liu Biao's watermelon knife...
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.
No, Aze is in danger!
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly jumped up from the ditch. His body rushed towards the dragon head of the mountain like an arrow leaving the string, dragging countless afterimages behind him...
"Charge!" Looking at Zhang Yang's running body, Maimaiti was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and rushed up the mountain first.
The sound of gunfire had completely disappeared. Maimaiti's men rushed up the mountain with guns in hand. However, they found that there were no enemies on the mountain and it became extremely strangely quiet...
A suppressed murderous aura filled the rocks, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
When dozens of Maimaiti's men rushed up the mountain, they discovered that the mountain had turned into a hell on earth, with corpses everywhere. Of course, if they were just corpses, it would be nothing. Those who could follow Maimaiti were people who had seen strong winds and waves.
, naturally they didn’t take it seriously. What made them palpitate was that these corpses had been stabbed in the neck, and only a third of the neck was connected to the head...
No wonder there was no scream!
No one can make a sound with their neck broken three-quarters of the way.
Two people!
Two people fighting against each other.
One held a sharp dagger, and the other held a waist knife that shone with cold light.
A Ze, Wang Feng.
The two men's eyes were extremely sharp, staring at each other closely, as if the gunmen surrounding them didn't exist. In their eyes, only their opponents remained!
In the middle of them, there was a corpse. The neck was still cut, but the cut position was at the back of the neck. In the hand of the corpse, there was a desert eagle...
Everyone felt the burning fighting spirit in the air.
Looking at the young man across from him who was younger than himself, Wang Feng felt a sense of oppression. This young man's martial arts was not high, but the lightning-like sword light made him feel amazing.
Wang Feng was even worried that if he was caught off guard, would he be able to dodge the young man's sword?
Aze's feeling was different. He was full of fighting spirit towards this eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man. This young man felt as heavy as a mountain. He had a desire to break this pressure.
All guns are pointed at Aze.
"We are all friends!" Zhang Yang said to Wang Feng, pressing down the pistol in Maimaiti's hand.
"I know!" Aze and Wang Feng said in unison. In fact, the two had already met at the edge of the desert, but at that time Wang Feng didn't pay attention to the young man Aze at all.
Inexplicably, the fighting spirit in the air suddenly disappeared.
"Thank you!" Wang Feng walked up to Aze and slapped Aze hard on the shoulder.
"No need." Aze's words were always extremely concise.
Looking at the stab wounds on the back of the neck of the corpse on the ground, Zhang Yang thought about the process almost immediately. This must be the dead man who was about to shoot Wang Feng. Just in time, Aze got behind this man and killed him.
Although he still fired, he missed Wang Feng.
"Wang Feng!"
"Uncle Maimaiti."
Maimaiti walked up to Wang Feng with an excited face, and gently touched Wang Feng's face with her hands. She actually shed turbid tears, and her white hair was scattered in the wind, looking extremely miserable.
"Uncle, my condolences. Brother Redili also hopes you can be happy." After all, Wang Feng was still young and didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only let Maimaiti caress his cheek.
"If he doesn't die, he can be your friend." Maimaiti was in tears. The girl had climbed up the mountain at this time. Seeing that Maimaiti was crying, she quickly took out a tissue and offered her a heartbroken look.
Wipe tears.
"Is this Sister Xuelian?" Wang Feng saw the girl and quickly changed the subject.
"That's right... Haha, seeing as my uncle is getting old, he actually forgot to introduce him. Haha, actually, there is no need to introduce him. When you were young, you often played together. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, you have all grown up..."
"Wang Feng, are you okay, Auntie?" The girl looked shy.
"Okay, but I haven't seen my mother in almost a year, hehe," Wang Feng said with a silly smile.
…
"Fuck you, little bastard, you are so impatient that you dare to tease Uncle Biao..."
"Pengpeng..."
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While a group of people were reminiscing, a roaring sound and a fight came from behind a stone in the distance.
Everyone ran over quickly and saw Liu Biao and Zhang Yun fighting in a ball on a flat ground less than ten square meters behind the stone. Zhang Yun relied on his flexibility to circle around Liu Biao's body and make sneak attacks from time to time.
Liu Biao punched and kicked him. Although the force was equivalent to an itch for Liu Biao, it also drove Liu Biao crazy. A pair of huge fists hit Zhang Yun like windmills...
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? We are all one of our own!" Zhang Yang quickly ran over and hugged Liu Biao's huge body, using all his strength to feed him.
"Zhang Yang, are you my brother?" Liu Biao asked angrily.
"yes……"
"If it's my brother, get out of the way. If I don't beat him until he calls him Uncle Biao today, my surname will not be Liu..."
"Brother Biao, what's going on?" Zhang Yang still didn't let go. He felt that Liu Biao was really angry. If Liu Biao was angry, the consequences would be very serious.
"Ask him!" Liu Biao's eyes were about to burst into flames.
"I didn't offend him. I just asked him if he was the Liu Biao with strong limbs and simple mind. As a result, he went crazy..." Zhang Yun spread his hands and said with an innocent expression on his face.
"Ah... little bastard, I'm going to kill you..." Liu Biao became completely angry and struggled desperately.
"..."
Zhang Yang sighed and let go of Liu Biao. There was nothing he could do. Zhang Yun had violated Liu Biao's taboo. What Liu Biao hated most was that others said he was simple-minded and had strong limbs. If he was not allowed to vent today, he would be in trouble in the future.
No, the best way is for one party to admit defeat.
