"Don't call me!" Luo Yuxin curled her lips and said: "Two of them beat one, and they did it, and they still want me to join the siege? I can't afford to lose this person."
Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and said: "Luo Yuxin, let me tell you, this person is likely to have the physique of a berserk warrior. It is a short-term burst. After a while, he will fall into weakness. By then, you will have no chance to fight him."
Luo Yuxin's expression moved slightly.
Berserker physique?
He stared at Zhao Junhong, his eyes gradually glowing, and his heart felt itchy.
This kind of system is rare.
Even if not, with Zhao Junhong's current state, it is worth his while.
After staring at Zhao Junhong again, he could no longer bear it and rushed forward with a heavy machine gun.
"I'm sorry, uncle, you just said that you are great, and now you join forces with others to besiege me? You are a thief!"
Zhao Junhong couldn't help but curse.
"Hehe, you are very interesting!" Luo Yuxin laughed ferociously and said, "Come on, let me try your strength."
"Sir, where is your face? What will others think of you after today's incident is spread?"
"I, Luo Yuxin, don't need to explain to anyone what I do. I think you are interesting, so I want to fight you. You have to accept it if you accept it, and you have to accept it if you don't accept it!"
Luo Yuxin laughed loudly, raised the heavy machine gun, and was about to shoot.
"Grass!"
Zhao Junhong cursed secretly, slashed out twice with two knives, forced Zhou Yi and the others back, turned around and ran away.
"Da da da!"
The heavy machine gun in Luo Yuxin's hand had begun to spit out tongues of flame.
Countless bullets flew towards Zhao Junhong.
Zhao Junhong unleashed all his potential and hid behind a big tree with difficulty, his face ashen.
He never imagined that these three guys who originally disliked each other would actually join forces to deal with him.
If I had known he would have run away from the beginning!
Who would have thought that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also play this trick.
Zhou Yi and Zhang Jinyi were both almost hit by bullets.
After the two avoided it, they looked at Luo Yuxin displeased.
"Come on!" Luo Yuxin didn't care, and laughed: "Force him out, and I will fight him one on one."
He patted the bullet belt on his body and said: "There are not many bullets left. I have to save some. Otherwise, I will blow up all these big trees."
Zhou Yi and Zhang Jin twitched.
Looking at the bullet belt wrapped round and round, you dare to say that you are running out of bullets.
The Third Tide Change is about to begin, right? You still have at least a thousand bullets left. Isn’t that enough?
What else are you going to do?
However, don’t refute what Luo Yuxin, a lunatic, said.
Force people out, and the rest will have nothing to do with them.
"Grass!"
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Zhao Junhong sighed helplessly.
Going out!
It's a pity that the difference in strength is so big that even if you want to take one person out together, it won't work.
There is no chance of the third tidal change.
Fortunately, the accumulation now is enough to become a warrior.
Zhao Junhong held his breath and clenched the knife in his hand.
Give one last blow and see if you can give someone an unforgettable memory.
"Huh?" Zhou Yi and Zhang Jinyi also paused.
At this moment, Zhao Junhong, who could not even breathe, was in extreme danger.
Is he already preparing for his final madness?
Zhang Jinyi hesitated.
Zhou Yi said coldly: "Let's go together. If you don't cooperate with me, don't expect me to cooperate with you after we go out!"
"Huh!" Zhang Jinyi snorted coldly and moved forward with Zhou Yi.
Hold your weapon tightly and be ready to attack at any time.
Zhao Junhong was silently calculating in his heart;
All three of them prepared the most powerful blow.
"three!"
"two!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
When the three of them were ready to attack, heavy footsteps sounded one after another, and at the same time, an unpleasant song sounded.
"I want to fly higher..."
"Grass!"
Zhao Junhong was stunned. Only one person could sing this mourning song.
The college entrance examination is about to end, why do I meet you at this time?
And on this occasion!?
If I had met you earlier, I would be like this!
Zhao Junhong didn't even think about it, and shouted in the direction where the singing was coming from: "Fang Qingyun, run quickly, there is..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.
Zhou Yi, Luo Yuxin and Zhang Jinyi were also stunned.
Zhao Junhong reacted the fastest. He immediately changed his words and said as if he was about to cry: "Brother, they bullied me! You have to help me take revenge!"
The person who appeared in front of several people was Fang Qingyun.
However, his current state made everyone sluggish.
Many people watching from the surveillance camera raised their foreheads.
Fang Qingyun was riding a jet-black lion, holding a blood-stained long knife, majestic, and singing loudly.
Next to him, there is a girl with long white hair, beautiful appearance and graceful figure.
She held a parasol woven from grass and leaves in her hand and followed Fang Qingyun with an expressionless face.
What is this situation?
This girl, Luo Yuxin, was known to all three of them. She was Murong, whom Zhang Jin had longed for.
She is a true beauty of heaven.
Her father is the most powerful and powerful nobleman in the Aoki District, and her appearance and cultivation talent are both first-rate.
She is known as the princess of Aoki District.
She lives in respect and admiration, and jealousy and envy seem to no longer exist.
Facing the people in heaven, who has the courage to be envious and jealous?
Such a woman actually holds a parasol for a guy who appears out of nowhere?
Even Luo Yuxin only has one sentence in her heart: This world is too crazy.
God knows, when Zhao Junhong yelled just now, the first reaction of Luo Yuxin and the others was that Zhao Junhong's friends had come and they would deal with it together.
The strange scene that appeared now made the three of them freeze in place.
There was a feeling of being torn apart on the spot.
"Murong, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Jin couldn't help shouting and wanted to rush forward.
"Ouch!"
Xiao Hei roared angrily and slapped Zhang Jinyi in the face.
"Bang!"
The paw flew into the air and fell to the ground, creating a pit one meter wide and half a meter deep.
The corners of several people's mouths twitched again.
This is actually a monster?!
Pure demon level, not half demon and half demon!
At this time, Fang Qingyun said lazily: "Xiao Zhaozi, who bullied you? Come, brother, help you get revenge."
"Pretending to be addicted!"
Zhao Junhong rolled his eyes, pointed at Luo Yuxin and the others, and said, "Be careful with these three guys. They are all quasi-warriors, especially the heavy machine gun in the middle. I don't need to say more about the danger, right?"
"What's wrong with the quasi-martial artist?" Fang Qingyun curled his lips, pointed at the girl next to him, and said: "This is also a quasi-martial artist, and she has become a maid for me."
Murong looked at Fang Qingyun with cold eyes.
Fang Qingyun looked at her with indifferent eyes.
Finally, the girl slowly lowered her head.
Luo Yuxin took a deep breath, raised the heavy machine gun, and said calmly: "Murong, what's going on? Is this guy coercing you?"
Murong looked at him coldly, and said in a cold voice: "So what? Have you ever beaten him?"
After saying this, Zhang Jinyi couldn't help it anymore and shouted: "Let Murong go!"