Facing the fierce Tibetan mastiff, Cold Thorn can beat it into a sieve with a shuttle, but this will also expose himself. So he put away ak47, held the dagger in his hand, and dodged to the left to avoid the first round of attacks from the Tibetan mastiff.

"Little girl, you dare to challenge my dignity, let me make another move~"

The first time I was thrown into the air, the Tibetan mastiff roared and rushed over for the second time. Seeing the right time, the cold thorn rolled away, and the whole person rolled under the Tibetan mastiff like a ball. The moment it landed, the Tibetan mastiff was frightened to see a big hole in its stomach, and its internal organs were flowing all over the ground.

He carried the ak47 and went over his head with a few butts. The violent Tibetan mastiff kicked his feet a few times and died directly. He stood in place majestic, and he was like a modern version of Wu Song.

"Ghost boy, what are you doing? Don't want to live anymore? What's wrong with the little mastiff? Why are you so manic?" Under the order of the captain, a little fat man came up to check Qingqun. When he saw the Tibetan mastiff covered in blood, he instinctively wanted to shout, but the back of his head was already blocked by AK.

"I'll say something, otherwise the Tibetan mastiff will end up with you~" After taking the fat man's ak, Leng Thorn directly pressed his throat with a dagger. For those under control, cold weapons are often more intimidating than guns.

"Ghost boy, are you crazy~"

"Shut up~"

"Brother, don't be excited, don't worry, I will definitely not make any mistakes if you say anything~" Leng Tsai showed his original voice and added a little force on his hand. The fat man was in a bad mood in an instant. He knew that he had won the title and encountered the legendary elusive Chinese killer.

"Xiaopang, what's going on above?" The Tibetan mastiff suddenly screamed and stopped suddenly. The captain yelled below. He was directly responsible for this film and could not make any mistakes.

"It's okay, a python crawled in and was subdued by the little mastiff and the ghost boy."

"Don't worry, this Myanmar python is at least twenty kilograms. I'll have a good time today."

After ordering the little fat man to say this, Leng Tsai added immediately.

"I'll stew the pheasants in the warehouse and let the brothers taste the dragon and phoenix soup."

"Okay, leave it to me."

"Brother, you can do anything, brother, I haven't seen anything. Please don't kill me. I'm here just to make a living and don't want to die."

It turns out that the more bad things are done, the more afraid of death. Under the threat of death, they will turn against each other without hesitation. This is the essential difference between drug trafficking group armed forces and regular soldiers.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not kill you, but I can't control whether your own people will be able to do it~" The captain seemed to agree that the two of them were taking care of the python on it. Leng Tsai made a palm and slashed the fat man fainted, and then dragged him to the fertilizer warehouse. His strength was very accurate, and it would take at least an hour for the fat man to wake up.

After collecting the little fat man's AK magazine, Cold Tsui had already had three magazines and ninety rounds of preparatory bullets. If he could not evacuate safely, these bullets would be his guarantee for rushing out of the encirclement.

When he arrived at the fertilizer pool, Leng Tsai saw that there was not much green water-soluble fertilizer left in a large pool. To be on the safe side, he continued to pour fertilizer inside, and was willing to wave his hand until the fertilizer in the warehouse was completely poured out. At this time, the water surface of the large drip irrigation pool was filled with fertilizer buckets, and the scene was quite spectacular.

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"No~" Inexplicably stood in a row of people's walls to protect the poppy base, and a militant who was about to be cooked at the foot of the mountain of the pool suddenly remembered something.

"What's wrong?" The captain was responsible for maintaining order, and he happened to come to the militants who kept talking.

"The ghost boy is very afraid of mollusks, especially snakes. How could he catch a python?"

"Are you sure?"

"It's very certain that last time I patrolled the woods with him, a cabbage snake crawled onto his neck, which scared him into incontinence, I swear."

"Captain, there is something happening in the fire trench~" At this moment, a urinating militant saw a corpse floating in Gangshui in horror.

Time is tight, and the cold thorns will definitely not be able to fix the body very well. After soaking for a while, the mud spreads and the person floats up.

"It's a ghost boy, my god~ the one above..."

"Don't scream, calm down, be calm, the one above is a Chinese killer, and making a big fanfare will definitely arouse his alert."

"Yes, if the Chinese killer runs away, we will not be able to survive."

"What should I do? Xiaopang is still on it~"

"The little fat man has mostly died. He is obeyed the famous command and is not allowed to mess around. He has only one person. After we touched him, we shot him and then made a fortune."

"Yes, the general gives a million bounty, and you must not let others interfere."

Moving everyone to calm down, the captain raised his throat and said, "Ghost, how are the Longfeng Soup ready? The brothers are almost starving to death."

"It's still half an hour away, wait to taste the world's most delicious food." Half of the latest poured water-soluble fertilizer is still in the pool. The cold thorn must hold up until all the fertilizer enters the poppy field before leaving. If the huge amount of fertilizer goes down, these genetically modified poppy should go to heaven, right? Hehe~

The extreme will turn the opposite. The cold thorn solution is to burn the damn genetically modified poppy directly with fertilizer.

"Do it well, brothers are looking forward to your skills."

"no problem."

As he responded, Leng Tsai started to play a drum in his heart: he originally thought the captain would send the chef to come up, but he didn't, and now he suddenly emphasized again, could he be sure if he was still there?

Although the doubt came very casually, the clever cold thorn still had to make sure, so he crawled to the side of the road.

He pushed his head a little deeper, and each pore suddenly stood up. Because the original guard position was empty, he stretched out his head a little more. He saw the winding ditch crowded with people, and the captain had led a team to surround the hill.

"Oh no~" The foot of the mountain is full of enemies, and Leng Tsu knows that he is in a desperate situation again.

"You must never sit and wait for death~" Countless thoughts surged into my mind. Just in the flash of lightning, Leng Tsu knew it was time to fight to the death.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move. The armed team came up along the fire trench. Cold Thorn observed the terrain and then detoured behind a small back slope on the right. When the fire trench reached five meters in front of the top of the mountain, it turned into a gate valve. The water in the ditch was released from the large drip irrigation pond on the top of the mountain, so the militants would definitely go ashore from this position.

The back slope chosen by Cold Thorn was three meters away from the gate valve, and there was only one chance, but he had only one blow to win.

With the slight sound of wading water, the enemy was in place. Leng Tshu rushed to the edge of the ditch without hesitation. A group of drug dealers were indeed preparing to go ashore.

Pulling the trigger, ak47 spewed out a tongue of flames, and violent bullets roared out. Ten drug dealers in rows were shot one after another. The last bullet was fired, and the fire ditch was already blood flowing into a river.
Chapter completed!