The man who walked in front stopped, pointed at the front, and said expressionlessly: "Hidden there."
"Ah? Oh ..." Zhou Lixin returned to God.
He shook his head and told himself not to think about it. There were so many assault guns outside and helicopter. Even if Xiao Yun had three heads and six arms, he must have escaped this time!
After taking a deep breath, he looked in the direction of the man's finger in black. Sure enough, he saw a figure sitting on a chair not far away.
The lights in the factory building are bright and dark, making the whole picture look a little strange.
Zhou Lixin's heart jumped up, and the ominous hunch was getting stronger.
"Damn, pretend to be gods!"
He took a sip of a little bit, and walked towards the place with a big step: "Jizo, what is the situation now? Xiao Yun's little king eight?"
As he slowly approached the figure, under the warm yellow light, everything started to clear.
I saw the hidden back sitting at him with a motionless feeling, and my body was a little stiff.
Zhou Lixin frowned, and there was a little displeased in his heart. The hidden place was too fuck to put on the shelter. Lao Tzu came in front of him, and he couldn't listen to sitting there!
"Hey! Master Ben asked you! Where is Xiao Yun's stinky boy ..."
As he asked, he stretched out his hand and pushed a hidden one.
"Well!"
With a stuffy sound, the hidden head fell directly from him!
It gently played on the ground, as if a bloody big leather ball, the 轱 在 rolled to Zhou Lixin's feet!
The next second.
A distorted face of facial features came into his eyes!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Zhou Lixin was almost scared by this terrible scene. He was soft on his feet and fell directly to the ground!
Looking at the painful face of the Tibetan, he can imagine how painful and despair when the other party died!
In an instant, the hair of his whole body was erected!
The whole person is like falling into the ice cellar, and even the scalp has begun to get numb!
"Dead! There are dead people! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Where Zhou Lixin had seen such a scene, he was directly scared that the six gods had no Lord, and his complexion was pale. He didn't know what he was talking about.
He instinctively kicked his legs, kicked the hidden head, and raised his arms to block his eyes. He didn't want to see the deadly dead face for a second.