Chapter 35 Hit the Iron Plate (3/3)
[No recommendation, I have more than a hundred collections in a day, so I feel very relieved~~~O(∩_∩)O Haha~] "Transfer... transfer money." The obedient bald man was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that there were prepared lines in this situation, "But it's eight hundred now, and it may not be possible in a while. Your cousin has lost crazy and is still betting there, so we can't even hold it. I think you'd better go there and ask him to go home for dinner. Otherwise..."
"Thank you." Wei Bubing said gratefully, giving Chen Gu a "Running" look, "I'll call Xiaolu home. When you go back, tell your cousin to tell her not to worry."
Chen Kou understood Wei Bubing's eyes in an instant, but it seemed that there was something else inside, something that was unpredictable.
Chen Kou couldn't help but wonder, responded, turned around and left, and tears were flowing down his face.
Was Wei Bubing moved by sacrificing himself?
Of course not. It was the sad tears of heartbreaking with a determined calculation and full of ambitions, because she suddenly realized that she was only guarding against emergencies in the game, but she did not expect that such a thing would happen in reality...
She had a strong premonition that she might not be able to eat this meal today.
You said it was just going to have a meal, why was it so difficult!
Wei Bubing's reaction this time was beyond the bald man's expectations. He wanted to stop him, but he couldn't find a reason for a while. Another thought, Damn, he was planning to use force, so what else can he find? With a wave of his hand, the little brothers rushed forward.
However, with this change of mind, Chen Kou had already taken the opportunity to squeeze out the crowd. Seeing his younger brothers chasing him, he spread his long legs and ran away. His posture was beautiful and his movements were fast, like a female leopard full of explosive power.
"You little girl still wants to run away?" The bald man was furious and greeted me, leaving Wei Buyan, and whistling to chase Chen Kou.
The road in the old city was narrow, and within a few steps, it left the main road where people came and went, entered the community, and rushed all the way to the remote and quiet corner of the community.
The bald man was chasing him and was happy: On the road with a large crowd, he still had some concerns about openly abducting people. Isn’t it a waste of time to come to this remote corner?
In a second thought, he was dead. Chen Kou actually ran into an underground garage. According to the impression of the bald man entrenched nearby, there was only one entrance and exit garage. The bald man sneered fiercely and grinned: "Look where else can you run?"
But I didn't know that Chen Kou had the same thoughts in his heart.
These guys dare to ruin their good deeds. If they don’t teach them a lesson, they will not be able to relieve their hatred!
Chen Kou has some confidence in his skills, but his greater confidence still comes from Wei Buyan.
In the wasteland game, the league adopts the full sense mode. Although it operates the characters in the game, it has absolutely high requirements for people's physical fitness and nerve reflexes.
What do you rely on for fighting? Body, reaction, and experience are nothing more than these three.
I dare not say the first thing. The professional players are definitely the best in the latter two. It cannot be said that professional players are all masters of fighting and fighting, but fighting with ordinary people is definitely enough.
What's more, according to Chen Kou's observation, Wei Bubing's physical fitness is definitely the best. As long as he is not the kind of coward who is fierce in the game and once he returns to reality, he will be shrunk. This is not enough to watch.
In the blink of an eye, he ran to the bottom of the garage, stopped, turned around and stood back, and stood up.
Seeing her stop, the bald head slowed down and looked left and right. Dalala said, "Don't be anxious, there's a dead end in front of you, this girl..."
Halfway through the words, suddenly, a hysterical scream came, interrupting his arrogance and seizing the gangsters' footsteps.
Looking back, the last gangster who had just entered the garage was caught up by Wei Bubing, grabbed his arms and turned around. He actually pulled him from behind the body from the word "南" into the word "南".
“…”
There is only one action and one picture, but it is so shocking that everyone's scalp is numb, let alone the ones being affected.
The gangster's arms were dislocated instantly, hanging softly, and he fell to the ground and rolled and started to wail.
The tragic scenes still echoed in my heart, and the tragic wails echoed in my ears. The gangsters almost forgot what they were doing. They stood still, their scalp was numb, and their vests were sweating coldly.
Chen Kou was also stunned. She was only worried that Wei Bubing would be ruthless in the fight, but she didn't expect that he would be so cruel!
In the gangsters' stupidity, Wei Bubing had already stepped forward, "harshly stalked" and kicked the penultimate gangster with the word "eight" to open the alert legs and kicked it into the word "er".
Suddenly he lay down again, rolling and wailing with his legs in his arms.
The gangsters woke up like a dream, without bald nonsense. "Swallowing" each drew their own weapons, including nunchaku, butterfly knife, dagger, awl... all kinds of things.
It was not a serious and formal organization, so the weapons used were naturally of various types. They rushed towards Wei Bubeng.
"Crack!" Following the waving nunchaku, he twisted his hand in a slanted hand. The gangster's arm suddenly turned into a mess, his body curled up into a shrimp, and he ran into a dagger uncontrollably.
The old man holding the dagger hurriedly turned the blade and avoided it, but Wei Bubing kicked it horizontally, flew up in the air, overwhelming the Butterfly Knife.
In just a moment, only one of the six bald gangsters was left, standing pitifully with awls in their arms. I didn’t know whether to go up or run, I didn’t know whether to stand or lie down, sweat surged like a fountain.
Compared with him, the bald expression was not much better. Without hair covering it, sweat beads were clearly visible, gathering into a stream, sliding down from all directions with the center of the head as the center.
"No, no, no, no move!" Blinking his eyes, swallowing his saliva, the bald head reached into his arms, and he couldn't hide his ears. He actually took out a gun from his pocket, "If you move again, I'll...swoosh!"
However, he was fast, Wei Bubing was faster than him. In an instant, he came to the acupoint and twisted it into a twist with his left hand, took off the long cone, and swung it with his right hand.
So, before the bald muzzle could be pointed at Wei Bubeng, a bead was added on his wrist, piercing it from under his wrist, revealing it from his wrist, as if it was originally growing there.
"Ah~~~" Blinking his eyes, he was stunned for a moment. The bald man realized that he had screamed. His wrist was hurting sharply, and the pistol took off his hand. Before he could land, Wei Bubing rushed up, caught the gun with one hand, supported the ground with the other, swept his legs across, swept the bald man to the ground.
"Pu" and fell to the ground hard. The long cone on the wrist was knocked by the hard cement floor and almost inserted it into the wrist. The bald head screamed again in pain, almost fainting.
However, his suffering has just begun!
Chapter completed!