Chapter 2161 The Little Bully with the Sharp Gun

I didn't expect that these guys would have this thing now!

How many weapons did they bring to Block 11?

There were only four people, and they wanted to capture this place?

A group of Murphys all lay on the ground in a mess!

But there was no explosion.

Stoke looked up and looked at the distance, his face flushed. What he had just thrown out was half a stinky shoe!

"RPG!" Stoke shouted angrily.

A Murphy carried a big guy and aimed it at the room where the broken shoe had just been thrown. With a snap of his fingers, there was a bang, and dust and smoke filled the air!

Then, a huge explosion sounded in the room, and the whole building was almost shaking, and the eardrums were about to be broken!

Twenty seconds later, Stoke waved back.

A group of Murphys rushed into the room facing the diffuse dust.

It was a mess inside, and a big hole was blown out of the wall.

A bloody man was lying in the corner.

A Murphy was overjoyed and turned the man over from the ruins.

Then I heard a slight sound, like the sound of a pin being pulled apart.

The man who was blown up and covered in blood was a Murphy.

Under his body was a round little pineapple.

The Murphys around him all changed their expressions and cursed in unison: "Shet!"

Boom!

With a loud bang, the dust and smoke filled the air again. The nearest Murphys were knocked over by the shock wave, and fell to various corners of the room in blood and flesh.

One person was blown out of the door, hit the wall of the corridor with a bang, fell to the ground, and died on the spot!

The living Murphys retreated quickly in fear, with horrified looks on their faces!

Stock was afraid and angry. He kept firing at the front with his AK, and yelled:

"You damn bastards! I must kill you! I will tear you all into pieces!"

But at this moment, several black gun muzzles suddenly stretched out from the door of the room not far away. Before he could react, flames spurted out of those gun muzzles!

With the da da da shooting, the Murphys gathered in the corridor were like straw being cut down, and a large number of them fell down!

Countless people screamed and fled backwards. Even if they also had AKs in their hands and had more long guns than the enemy, they did not have the courage to shoot at close range with the enemy.

This is the nature of the Murphys.

A group of rabble will only use the advantage of numbers to play a favorable game.

Even if they are given equipment that is not inferior to the enemy, they will use it indiscriminately and rush forward.

Once they encounter fierce resistance, they will turn around and flee, and defeat is just a matter of a moment.

Stock also wanted to run, but he couldn't!

He was shot twice in the thigh and couldn't even stand up!

His subordinates had no intention of taking him with them.

At the critical moment of life and death, they all just wanted to escape!

So Stoke was desperate now!

But fortunately, the gun was not lost and there were bullets!

He sat on the ground, changed a new magazine, and shot randomly while looking back in fear.

As long as he climbed to the stairs, the subordinates would carry him away.

It was only a distance of more than ten meters, which could be walked in a few seconds normally, but now, he felt that he had to use all his strength to climb one step, and the pain almost made him faint!

Click!

The bullet was jammed!

Stoke hurriedly checked the gun, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the door next to him!

Before he could react, he was kicked in the head, and he fell into darkness on the spot.

When he woke up, he found himself in a room.

The Murphy who originally lived here had become a corpse.

It was an old man who had no fighting ability at all.

Stoke opened his mouth to curse, Luo Qianhe said expressionlessly: "Look carefully, that was killed by your RPG!"

It turned out that this room was next to the room that was bombed with RPG just now!

He endured the pain, looked at the four people in front of him and gritted his teeth and said: "You can't get out!

Inside and outside, they are all our people!

You are surrounded by heavy enemies, even if you have wings, you can't fly out!"

Chen Xinan sneered, looked at him and asked: "Why do you want us to go upstairs? Do you think you will fall into the trap if you don't do this?"

Luo Qianhe translated Chen Xinan's words to him, and said: "You are lucky, we are here just for you!"

Stoke's eyes were wide.

Are these people crazy?

Just because I shot their friend, they actually chased him directly to the base camp of the Murphys in Ledon City!

Just to avenge their friends?

Even their own lives are gone?

Chen Xinan looked at him coldly and said word by word: "Remember, no one dares to hurt my brother without paying the price!

But who are you? If you hurt my brother, you're done!

I will make you pay with your life!"

Stocker finally showed a look of fear on his face.

It was not the first time he had dealt with the Chinese.

But it was the first time he had encountered such a crazy Chinese!

Falling into the hands of these lunatics, he might suffer more than death!

He looked at the Chinese in front of him fiercely and shouted: "Let me go, or I will let you..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xinan's pistol shook and shot him in the stomach.

Ah!

Stocker curled up and screamed loudly.

Chen Xinan quickly said: "I'm sorry, my shooting skills are not good! Lao Xiao, come! "

Xiao Zhang sneered, took out a pistol, pointed it at Stoke, and pulled the trigger directly!

The shot hit Stoke's right leg.

He struggled in pain and almost stood up!

Chen Xinan saw that his eyes were rolling up and he looked like he was about to faint, so he immediately took out a silver needle and stabbed it into his head!

Stoke woke up again, but the severe pain from the wound made him feel worse than death!

Xiao Zhang looked defeated, shook his head and said, "I was aiming at the heart, but why did I hit the thigh! My shooting skills have also regressed!"

Luo Xiaoman held the pistol, looked at Xiao Zhang with contempt and said, "Your shooting skills have never improved! Look at me! "

He also pulled the trigger hard, and with a bang, the gun hit Stoke between his legs!

Stoke was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream, but just slammed his head hard against the ground!

Chen Xin'an naturally wouldn't let him get his wish, and held his head down.

He laughed and scolded Luo Xiaoman: "Your shooting skills are very tricky! You hit such a small thing!"

Luo Xiaoman blew on the muzzle of his gun, curled his lips and said: "Brother, is the nickname of the little tyrant of the sharpshooter called for nothing?"

Chen Xin'an glanced at him and laughed: "You said it the other way around? It's just right the other way around!"

Luo Xiaoman was really confused for a while, and laughed: "The gun god is also OK!"

Then his face changed, and he scolded Chen Xin'an: "Damn, you are the cuckold!"

Stoke had completely collapsed, and now he didn't even have the power to faint!

He looked at Chen Xin'an and the other four with a pleading face and said: "Let me go, don't kill me!

I am Hans's younger brother!

I can send you out, but I only ask you to spare my life!

Without me, you can't leave here at all!"

Chen Xinan sneered: "Don't think that this 11th block is a den of dragons and tigers.

I want to come in and go out, and you trash can't stop me!"

Listening to Luo Qianhe's translation, Stoke shouted: "Impossible! You don't know how many Murphys there are in the 11th block!

You can't get out of here unscathed, unless you are all gods!"

Chen Xinan stopped talking.

In fact, this guy is not wrong. The current scene is what Chen Xinan wants to create.

It's not difficult for him to leave in the chaos.

The difficulty is that he dare not guarantee 100% that he can take all these brothers away unscathed.

Since this guy is very important to Hans, it can be regarded as a shield. Let him live a little longer, it doesn't matter!

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