Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"run!"

Brother cried, "Run, run!"

The white deer rushed toward the window, but the ankle was still smothered by the snake. The big boss of the Sirius gambling room was not dead enough. The turbid red eyes stared at the boy, and the mouth was flowing with the blood of the mouth, deep in the throat. I finally made a "squeaky" voice, I don’t know if it was a laugh.

"what!"

The white deer feared to the extreme, and his face flashed a sigh of anger. I didn’t know where to give birth to timidity. I even bent down to take down the snake’s pistol, stuffed it into the snake’s mouth, and pulled the trigger.

The boy shot all the bullets in the magazine in one breath, and his fingers were still twitching.

"Enough, deer, enough!"

Brother cried, "He is dead, run!"

The snake master finally let go, his head with sarcoma disappeared completely in the burning smoke.

"Snake Lord! Fuck! Snake Lord!"

The door knocked louder and the door frame slammed.

The white deer smashed the snake's coat and put it on his body, covering his brother's eyes, and then he slammed into the window and shook the fence hard, naturally unable to open and twist.

"I come!"

My brother is screaming.

"No, you have been launched twice in a row, and then use ‘abilities’, you will die!”

The white deer cried and screamed.

"I always want to die, let's open, deer."

My brother said.

Then there is the third "launch".

This time, even the nerve endings of the white deer clearly perceive the extreme pain of their brother.

Then I want to dig my brother's brain from his chest and abdomen and send it to the oil pan to fry.

But my brother resisted the pain, using "ability" one inch and one inch, twisting and tearing off two iron bars and pulling out a small hole.

When the white deer squirmed out, the door was knocked open.

The watchers of Sirius gambling are all strong men with a bear-back, and no one can drill out of such a small hole like a white deer.

"Snake Lord!"

"Boss!"

"Don't let the kid run!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The white deer rolled into the poor street behind the gambler's gambling house, smashed his nose and swollen face, and the bones of the whole body fainted, but did not stop for a while, and ran away.

The bullet whizzed past him, even on his shoulders and cheeks to wipe out a trace of severe pain.

He even climbed and climbed the road, but after all, he was so thin that he had just been pumped three times by the snake. His brother started three times and consumed too much energy and spirit. He gradually felt that his legs were like lead and his chest was like The burning bellows is gradually blurred.

"The little **** is there!"

"Don't run!"

"Catch him, look at what, look at him, and the Sirius gambling house has a lot of rewards!"

"Five hundred chips, no, one thousand, grab this kid and give a thousand chips!"

There is a roar behind.

The people who were watching the bustle in front of them suddenly turned into a beastly beast and a hungry zombie.

The white deer panicked, and the more they ran, the more they ran, the more they ran into the medicine pot of the witch doctor, the flying groceries that were set on the side of the road, the cowhide and the clam shells that were drying in the air, the slings and the slings, and the roads turned around, and they turned back. Near the meat market.

"boom!"

A dizzy shock bomb exploded in the vicinity of his temple. He suddenly hammered his head like a hammer and couldn't support it anymore. His feet were soft and flew out.

Then, he hit an iron tower, bounced back, and was trampled under the foot of the tower.

His face can clearly feel the curved pattern under the big scalp boots.

But even if the leather boots with steel plates were added, the strong smell of the foot of the tower could not be resisted and penetrated into his nostrils.

This person who stepped on him is so stinky!

The white deer heard a sigh of relief, as if the "Snake Lord" appeared not long ago, no, ten times more terrible than that.

Then there was a burst of "哒哒哒哒哒", a fine and dense voice, and if the melted metal was poured into the rain, it fell from the sky.

Some people screamed, and some people even screamed when they were too late to be torn into pieces. More people even had the courage and strength to scream.

The white deer squinted and saw an incredible scene - twenty or thirty of the Siege gamblers who were chasing him, were caught by the bullet storm, and they only wore ordinary bullet-proof vests in the intensive storm. There is no resistance at all under the ravages. It is instantly broken and shattered. Like more people who chase him for the reward of a thousand chips, it mixes into a muddy blood.

"Who is so fierce?"

The white deer stunned, "the court is so crowded, so slaughtered!"

The intensive gunshots lasted for ten seconds and then gradually stopped. At least hundreds of people died under the bullet storm, and people in the world were like grass, but such "harvesting" was rare in the town of Tombstone.

"Golden tooth boss is talking -"

The white deer heard a voice that was dissatisfied. "Who told you to run like this?"

Killing first, then questioning, listening to the meaning of the complaint, it seems that the residual limbs and corpses lying on the ground are wrong.

"Golden tooth boss!"

This name provoked the stormy waves of the white deer's heart.

There are many lords, presidents and bosses on the **** wilderness.

But there is only one boss in the boss, that is, "Citigroup helper" "Golden tooth boss Barrett"!

Sirius gambling, **** gang, scrap iron gang, and even the "Tombstone Town" or "Iron City" forces, compared with the "Giti gang" of the Golden Teeth Barrett, like a double-headed cow and three Compared with the head-changing monitor lizard - there is no comparison at all. The latter sneezes and can shoot the former with a lot of holes, as if it were in front of him.

In the troubled times, there is a gun that is the head of the grass. It is said that the Citigroup has occupied a well-equipped military base, not to mention the general light and heavy firearms, even the heavy armored vehicles and armed helicopters. The yellow bullets are full of pits and natural Become the hegemon of the **** wilderness.

Maybe it was a little kick, the big scalp boots on the face moved a little, moved to the boy's chest, the white deer finally turned around, and saw the airy center in the center of the meat market, parked a powerful armored car, on the wheel Also stained with blood stains, about some of the unlucky ones when they just came in.

The bullet storm just came out from the armored car. The muzzle was sprayed with white smoke and mixed with dust, like a blurred blood fog.

Next to the armored car, there are two rows of cool, murderous brawny.

All-in-one stab-resistant military boots, knee pads and wristbands, color-changing camouflage suits, three-level armor and bulletproof vests, smart helmets, tactical goggles and wrist-type microcomputer combat systems, with the famous "Citi" logo on the chest and arms. It’s a bit more than a gang of tombstones. At first glance, it’s really like a regular army from the bottom of the earth.

The only difference from the regular army is that they do not wear the "Alliance" or "Contract" logo on their helmets, but they use the oily pen to draw four capital letters in English:

"MAGA!"

This is their trench and their vows, so Citigroup is also called "MAGA Gang" or "Ma Yi Bang". Whenever "MAGA" sounds on the **** wilderness, the most sorrowful sorrow, Inevitably, you have to tremble.

“What does Citi do to help the tombstone town?”

The white deer stunned and thought, "They have military bases, they are very rich, and there is no need to rob the tombstone towns such a barren place."

"Boss, the mosquitoes are killed, and the people in the tombstone town are also called, and they are waiting for you to order!"

The white deer saw that the man who had just spoke, nodded his head against his own iron tower, and took a megaphone with both hands.

Is it that the person who accidentally bumped into it is the "overlord" and "death" on the **** wilderness, and the golden tooth boss Barrett?

The white deer felt that he was dead.

But I was not willing to be so confused, I don’t know where to have the courage to look up.

Through the faint sunshine like a stream, the white deer first saw a pair of cold golden teeth, then a sturdy scorpion, and above it was a pitted, incomplete face, all the broken places. Filled with aluminum alloy material or even rivets, both eyeballs are replaced by red heat-sensing artificial eyes. On both sides of the temple, there are even two very exaggerated metal horns, which are full of unreasonable explosive forces.

Between the two horns, above the aluminum alloy skull, a small red-brimmed hat is buckled. The hat is embroidered with gold letters in the middle of the hat, which is naturally "MAGA"!

"It turned out that he was the 'Golden tooth boss Barrett.'"

White Fawn thought, "Smelly, he is really stinking!"

The golden tooth boss perceives the white deer's gaze and looks down at him. The two eyeballs constantly make a "squeaky" sound, but there is no intention to remove the leather boots, like a white deer as a very comfortable foot. stone.

"The underground people took everything we have!"

The King of the Golden Teeth took over the megaphone and yelled at the entire tombstone town. "The underground people launched a nuclear war, taking away the blue sky and white clouds, the forests and wilderness, the bustling city and the quiet countryside, fresh air and clean water. , took away all the good days of the past!

"They took everything we did, hiding in a comfortable, luxurious, clean underground city, hiding in a paradise-like sanctuary, where everything is there, fresh air and clean water, delicious steak. And cakes, banquets, dances, and women! Beautiful women, clean women, normal women, women with two mouths! Smelling like a woman with a double head of cow dung! !

"What about us? Brothers on the **** wilderness, you tell me, what do we have? Do we have fresh oxygen, do we have clean water, do we have cakes, have steaks, have wine and dance? Is there a woman like a woman? Is there a basic dignity as a person? Tell me!

"No, no! No! We have nothing to fuck! In the eyes of the underground people, in the eyes of the underground people, we are not even human beings, just some grotesque, extinct, distasteful beasts, Zombies, beasts, garbage, are 'devil', even nothing, is a 'zero', is a nasty natural phenomenon, a mouse and a cockroach that cannot be extinct but must be extinct!

"This kind of life, are you still not fed up, want to spend a lifetime of stone, endure a woman who radiates like a dead pig, and then slowly rotten with her?

"If you are no longer willing to live like this, don't say that the Golden Teeth boss will not give you the opportunity. Now there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There is an undefended underground city waiting for us, wine, food, clean air, Water and women, even the medical cabins that treat radiation sickness, are waiting for us there. Tell me, do you have the courage to go grab with the Golden Teeth boss to recapture what belongs to us?"

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Oops, I said that I have a chapter every day, and I have time to conceive a new book.

But why don't you have the interference of Li Laomo, and don't use the chicken blood to write those paragraphs that are very just and very bloody, so addictive, so energetic, so smooth? This is not, the hand slips, the three chapters come out!

I am distressed, what should I do?