Eight hundred and twentieth chapters: Yang Wei exotic land
The two gangsters in a pick-up truck were holding their bodies and shivering from the cold. Suddenly they felt that there seemed to be someone in the night in front of them. They couldn't help but raised their heads slightly in surprise and looked outside.
A gust of cold wind blew in front of me, and a figure with extremely fast speed flashed across the sky like lightning, and suddenly struck in front of me.
"Yes..." The two East Turkestan gangsters were horrified. Just as they were about to warn them, Ren Xiaoyao grabbed their throats with one hand at a time.
"I am China's 'Knife of the Country' here to send you separatists on their way!" Ren Xiaoyao smiled gently. As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his hands, and after two slight "clicks" of bones breaking, he
The luster in the eyes of the famous Dongtu gangster quickly disappeared, and his head drooped.
Just as Ren Xiaoyao was about to go in to kill, he suddenly saw an American-made M60 heavy machine gun on a pickup truck standing lonely with a long ammunition chain. He couldn't help but feel a little itchy: It would be really fun to kill enemies with this big guy!
He jumped on the car, carried the heavy machine gun with his strong arms, and swung the long bullet belt around his body twice. He felt that it was enough, and then he jumped out of the car with a chuckle.
Beside the campfire twenty or thirty meters away, four or five East Turkestan gangsters were joking about something. No one noticed what happened not far away.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao smiled and said hello: "Hi, buddy, good evening."
The gangsters turned their heads in surprise, and found that the huge black gun muzzle was suddenly pointed at them.
"There are enemies!" The gangsters were so frightened that they suddenly jumped up and were about to fire their guns.
"Thud, tug, tug..." Ren Xiaoyao pulled the trigger, and the huge recoil of the m-60 suddenly exploded. The muzzle jumped upward, spraying out blazing tongues of flame.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The fierce tongue of fire swept across the human body, erupting with a terrible cracking sound, and the air was filled with rain of blood and flesh everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying power of the heavy machine gun tore four or five East Turkestan bandits into pieces, and they fell to the ground like a pile of rag dolls.
"It's great!" Ren Xiaoyao smacked his mouth, feeling very satisfied.
Fierce gunfire instantly shook the camp, and a large number of East Turkestan bandits panicked, disheveled and roaring, and rushed towards the place where the gunfire was heard.
Looking at the chaotic crowd in front of him, Ren Xiaoyao roared: "Grandpa treats you to a peanut dinner!"
As soon as the trigger was pulled, "burst, burst, burst..." a huge tongue of flame poured out like a heavy rain.
"Puff puff puff..." The sound of broken human bodies suddenly sounded in the camp: a blazing rain of fire swept past. Human bodies flew around, vehicles exploded, houses collapsed, and sparks danced...
In an instant, the originally peaceful camp turned into a world of blood and fire.
Ren Xiaoyao laughed: "Hahaha... It's fun, it's fun! His grandma's is more fun than setting fires everywhere. No wonder Schwarzenegger and those guys are so happy being Rambo!"
Ren Xiaoyao was having fun, when suddenly two East Turkestan gangsters not far away climbed onto a pickup truck despite the hail of bullets fired by Ren Xiaoyao. They controlled the heavy machine gun on the car and fired fiercely.
"Push, puff, puff..." A dense barrage of barrages hit the ground, rolling up like a huge earth dragon and pounced hard on Ren Xiaoyao.
Ren Xiaoyao was startled, and he threw himself in front of him in embarrassment, "Puff, puff, puff..." The terrifying barrage barely missed Ren Xiaoyao's heels, narrowly missing him.
"It belongs to your grandfather!" Ren Xiaoyao was frightened and angry. He was so scared that he broke into a fine sweat. He took out a grenade from the mustard space and threw it towards the pickup truck.
At this moment, the other East Turkestan gangsters who had lost their firepower came roaring and rushed from all directions. The gunfire was like a waterfall, and they wanted to tear Ren Xiaoyao into pieces.
"I won't play with you anymore, I'm going to show off my power!" Ren Xiaoyao jumped up, threw away the M-60, and shouted: "The dragon shocks the world!"
In an instant, the blazing Samadhi True Fire was released from the Devil's Sword and poured out towards the enemy. After the Samadhi True Fire spurted out, it quickly turned into a huge flame.
The East Turkestan gangsters around him were stunned for a moment. Looking at Ren Xiaoyao who looked like a huge burning man, they were all dumbfounded. They all had their mouths wide open and they even forgot to fire their guns.
"Die, you trash!" Ren Xiaoyao raised his left palm, and a fireball flew towards the pickup truck closest to him.
"Boom" the pickup truck immediately exploded into pieces, and the remains turned into a cloud of white steel steam before it even hit the ground.
As for the gangsters in the car, they have been summoned by their true God, Allah, to enjoy themselves in heaven.
"Hurry up, fire, they are Chinese!" Suddenly, one of the gangsters shouted hysterically.
The gangsters woke up from a dream, their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, flashes of fire erupted from countless gun muzzles, and dense rain of bullets rushed towards them.
Then, something happened that stunned the gangsters: countless sharp bullets hit the fire net set up by Ren Xiaoyao's sword one after another, and were instantly melted by the terrible flames, turning into a puff of white steel steam.
"Devil, devil!" Some East Turkestan gangsters seemed to be unable to accept the reality they saw, trembling with dull expressions.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled: "The light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and the moon, so die!" With his arms raised, the blazing flames all over his body suddenly burst out, rolling up a wave of fire and overwhelming the surroundings.
"Chichichichi..." Before the soul-stricken East Turkestan bandits could escape, they were swept away by the terrifying flames and let out a miserable and short wail.
"May your ugly souls be purified in the fire, and remember to be a good person in the next life!" Ren Xiaoyao strode forward, leaving traces of fire with every step he took; every time he stretched out his hand, he added a sea of fire.
In an instant, Ren Xiaoyao alone had turned the western part of Dongtu's home base upside down. It was in such a mess that almost nothing remained.
At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao also heard the sound of Xu Wenbin's seven people starting.
There is no need to ask whether the "click-click..." gunfire and the "boom-boom" sound of grenades are the three team members' wives who are taking action.
Crazy machine gunfire came from a distance, and at the same time, countless human bodies, houses, tents, and utensils were smashed to pieces. Xu Wenbin's laughter could be heard amidst the miserable screams of the East Turkestan personnel.
Then a golden light rushed from the south, like a flying shuttle whizzing back and forth, splitting human bodies and destroying houses. In the hail of bullets, it ruthlessly reaped the sinful lives. Ren Xiaoyao knew that it was Zhao Liang.
The movement in the east was also a bit loud. The ground shook violently like an earthquake, turning up countless huge waves of mud like an angry ocean. In front of the terrifying earth wall that was four to five feet high, all the houses, cars, and human bodies were destroyed.
He was crushed into a vegetarian powder because Hong Mao was killing him with the martial arts of the ancient martial arts and the cultivation techniques he taught him.