In addition to Lao San who was a little panicked when he heard the gunshot, the sentries on the periphery were also a little surprised when they heard the gunshot.

But I didn’t find anything unusual here?

Could it be that Liu Di misfired while repairing his gun?

This is the only possibility. After all, these sentries really did not doze off in the dark and were always in high spirits. It is true that no one entered the Three-Point Road from this river!

It's only because of the unfairness of the world that Brother Qiang and the others have mutated and can swim in from the water.

"Hurry up!"

"There's a fight inside."

Wow!

Lao San, who hurriedly came out of the water, returned to the raft and said a few words in a hurry to a group of workers.

"The boat is punting!"

"Check the weapons!"

To remind everyone, the third child stood in front of the boat, looking at the dazzling food court in front of him, and from time to time there would be gunshots. He was quite anxious in his heart, if someone got shot, it would be over!

When you care about others, don’t you know how to care about yourself?

Now the secret sentries on the roof and other places have focused on them. If they dare to enter the river, they will be beaten into a hornet's nest by cold guns from behind!

…

In the food city, the third child is indeed worried too much!

The mutant brothers are much stronger than these ordinary people in terms of speed, strength, and perception.

Regardless of the speed or strength of their attacks, they were able to choose the best ambush location to deliver a fatal blow to Chen Fei's men.

Many of the gunshots were fired by Brother Qiang’s men with guns!!

The purpose is to lure people here and then kill them one by one.

In just a few minutes, ten or twenty people had been murdered.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

But I saw that in a certain crab pot restaurant, the baseball bat in the old donkey's hand smashed three tables in a row!

There was a mutant man in front of him who was agile and didn't even fight back. He just watched expressionlessly as he was hit with a baseball bat, and then easily dodged it.

"Fuck! I'll blow your head off!"

The old donkey, who had missed many times, became angry and roared in anger. He hit the stick with a stick but missed again. He almost lost his footing and fell to Brother Qiang's feet.

Looking at the embarrassed look, Brother Qiang couldn't help but said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Bang!

After mocking the old donkey, Brother Qiang kicked him in the stubbled face.

The latter's face felt as if he had been slapped by an elephant.

The severe pain is simply unbearable, and the old donkey has become rough and thick-skinned after years of stumbling around.

Now I was accidentally kicked by Brother Qiang and I am already dizzy.

"Holy shit!"

"It turns out that people can really mutate! Birdman!"

call!

Enduring the severe pain, the old donkey struck out with his stick again.

I thought Brother Qiang would pursue him, but he didn’t, and everyone was disdainful!

I saw Brother Qiang with his hands behind his back looking at the old donkey who was covering his face and panting like an ox, without any expression. He moved a few fish scales on his face and said playfully:

"Aren't you a little boss? Take me to your manager. Maybe I will spare your life!"

The old donkey roared.

"Go to hell!"

He suddenly bounced off the ground, and the leather shoes under his feet glared hard at the carpet of the restaurant. The weak carpet couldn't give him much strength.

But with his strong muscles all over his body, if he is hit with a stick, it will not only destroy the world, but at least there will be no problem with broken bones. Those tables are the best proof.

Huhu...

Feeling a sharp sound breaking through the air, Brother Qiang's eyes were shocked!

The straight and hard fingers of his right hand were spread out, without any expression fluctuation, and he actually planned to directly confront the baseball bat that was swept towards him?!!!

How can it be!

Unless Brother Qiang gives up!

Bang!

Really caught it!

After a muffled sound, Brother Qiang's mutated hand was like the claws of a monster that had become skeletonized and extremely hard, coupled with superhuman reaction speed and strength.

He was extremely precise and stopped the baseball bat just as it was being swung.

This powerful stick was interrupted before it had time to accumulate more power, squeak...

Brother Qiang's nails rubbed against the metal baseball bat, making a sharp sound that stung the eardrums.

The old donkey was stunned by this scene. Can he catch it with his hands?

Bang!

In his wide-open eyes, the old donkey felt a sharp pain in his abdomen!

"Well!"

The feeling of being punched hard in the stomach is indescribable.

Brother Qiang's speed is so fast that the fast old donkey has no way to resist.

The victory was followed by a violent bombardment.

Bang bang bang!

The strong shoulders and back were hammered by a pair of iron fists like drums, with such frequency, such force and ruthless landing point.

This old donkey must be beaten to death!

But he saw Brother Qiang, whose eyes were red from being beaten, and how excited he was. The more he beat, the happier he became.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"How refreshing it is!"

He had a good time beating, but what about the person who was beaten?

Lao Donkey felt as if his abdomen was being cut by a knife. Brother Qiang's previous punch had the power of an advanced calligrapher, and it felt like it penetrated the back of the paper.

The back that was hit by the explosion now only had external injuries to the muscles and bones, but the punch to the abdomen was the fatal internal injury.

If you continue to hit it, even the steel plate will be broken by the hammer!

"uproar!"

The old donkey spit out a mouthful of blood and felt that someone was squeezing his neck with a strong hand, and the other hand was holding his belt.

Realizing that he was already far away from the ground, Lao Donkey felt desperate but had no ability to resist. He watched helplessly as Brother Qiang lifted him high above his head and walked to the window.

The old donkey weighing more than 160 kilograms was lifted directly like a broken sack.

Brother Qi Qiang's steps were not unsteady at all, and he didn't even look like he couldn't bear it. He killed the old donkey in an understatement?

This old donkey is too good at it!

Click!

Amidst the sound of shattering glass, the beaten half-dead old donkey fell into the water together with the broken window shell.

Plop!

Brother Qiang, who had no time to feel happy for a moment, seemed to feel something coming towards him, and the target was his waist!

"So cruel!"

Tear!

Brother Qiang, who had just reacted, dodged in time. Fortunately!

The short knife only cut the corner of his clothes.

Looking at the torn vest on his body, Brother Qiang simply tore it to pieces and threw it aside. It was already thin, but it became even more uncomfortable to stick to his body after it got wet.

It doesn't matter if it's broken, it's easy to tear.

The visitor held a short knife in his hand. It was just the length of an ordinary fruit knife, but it was made of one-piece all-steel material. It looked sharp under the orange light in the restaurant.

Brother Qiang, who had a slight smile on his lips, looked at the boy who suddenly appeared with some interest. Maybe he would be more interesting than this bearded boy.

Bang bang!

Brother Qiang, who had torn off his clothes, clenched his fists and bumped them together. His already stiff hands were not very sensitive. They could usually swim and perform simple five-finger movements. Many times, he would rather make them into fists or in the shape of a knife.

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Chapter completed!