Bring Interstellar to the end of the world

Chapter 92

Accompanied by a burst of engine roar, a minibus suddenly broke into the intersection in front of the modified pickup truck. The windows, driver's seat, front of the car, engine room and other parts have been modified and covered with thick fine steel plates.

Tang Yan's face changed, and he looked behind him again. A modified minibus also drove out of the intersection less than 20 meters away from Nanmu, blocking the back road.

Beethoven was so frightened that he got behind Zang Feng and dared not come out.Nanmu gave Xia Xin a hand, and glanced at the dumped trash can in front of the nearby hardware store.

Swipe, swipe... With two metallic silver sounds, the door of the minibus facing Tang Yan and the others opened, revealing the bluffing Type 88 general-purpose machine gun and the person holding the lever behind.

It's an old acquaintance!
Tang Yan came to Gem City the evening before yesterday and broke the arm of Xu Chaoliang, the foreman of the White Widow motorcade, with his foot. At that time, several people were beaten with bruises and swollen faces. The person holding the Type 88 general-purpose machine gun in the car now was the provocateur the evening before yesterday.

The two doors of the minibus at the back opened, and a man with a plaster cast on his right hand and an SR-2 submachine gun in his left hand walked out. It was Xu Chaoliang who was supposed to be lying in the hospital.

Enjiai Road is narrow, which seems to be in line with the current reality.

Tang Yan just glanced at the man and turned his head away.

The back door of the minibus in front opened, and a foot wearing high heels and fishnet stockings stretched out under the night, stepping on the steel plate and descending to the ground.

A little light dispels the darkness of the night, and wisps of tobacco slowly rise.

The White Widow held her favorite jade cigarette and looked at the people surrounded by two minibuses.

At this time, there was a burst of gunshots from behind, presumably General Wang, Sanpao and others were fighting another group.

Uh...

Following the low roar of the beast, a black figure suddenly jumped out of the car, followed by a strong man over 1 meters tall.

That black shadow has a green skin, a bloated body, explosive muscles, sharp teeth and a short tail, and saliva is constantly lying on the lips, falling drop by drop on the iron cage covering the mouth.

No one in Gem City doesn't know about this dog, just like no one doesn't know about the White Widow.

Green skin, a mutant hound --- Merlin's vicious dog, White Widow's pet.

A rope was tied behind the greenskin's neck, and as it moved, the burly man over 1 meters tall was constantly being pulled, as if the greenskin was holding him, not him.

The White Widow tapped the stem of the cigarette gracefully with her red-painted fingers, and the embers fell in the wind.

"I said you'd pay for what you did that day. No one's here to help you out now."

In the White Widow's perception, Tang Yan dared to provoke her because the governor needed the existence of the pandaren army to contain the black hand mercenary group, just as the adjutant came out at a critical moment to accuse her of being domineering.

Now that Tang Yan is involved in Huang Lei's scandal of using human corpses as meat sources to produce new canned food, Luo Zuoming has changed from their backer to their enemy, and the state of the Pandaren Legion can be described in three words—a stray dog.

Tang Yan kept silent, just moved his cervical spine to relax his body.

"Zang Feng, if I were you, the wisest choice would be to draw a clear line with him. Only in this way can we protect Leina and let her grow up steadily."

Obviously, the White Widow has done a detailed investigation of the leader of the Pandaren Legion, and knows what kind of person Zang Feng is and what his weaknesses are. At this critical moment, it is very appropriate to bring it up at this critical moment, whether it is coercion or persuasion.

Zang Feng spit out the smoke in his mouth, stamped it out with his foot, pulled out two 12.7mm caliber revolvers from the gun rack, and turned to the minibus behind him.

Xia Xin originally wanted to say something, such as persuading the White Widow not to foolishly become the governor's gun, but now it seems that it is unnecessary, Zang Feng responded to Mrs. Feng S's instigation with practical actions.

Nanmu reacted quickly and forcefully dragged Xia Xin to hide behind the nearby trash can.

Tang Yan was wearing the Reaper's Head Armor, and Zang Feng was also protected by a mechanical exoskeleton. The two of them were wearing a body armor, but they were incapable of interfering with the upcoming street fighting.

"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die."

The White Widow was very dissatisfied with Zang Feng's actions, and turned to look at the green skins: "Tear them up for me."

The strong man quickly took off the hood and reins in front of the green skin's mouth, and the green skin swished out.

As a mutant hound, it didn't think too much, only knowing that the two people in front of it were its dinner.

At the same time, the people in the minibus compartment pulled the safety catch, the trigger was pulled, and the bullets rained out.

The White Widow took advantage of the opportunity to hide in the nearby ruins, crossing her legs and waiting for the battle to end.

The team lost more than a dozen players at midnight last night, which didn't make her quit, but instead aroused deeper hatred.

Since Tang Yan was able to use ambushes to deal with her people, she could also fight against the generals and deal with them in the same way.

The night wind blew her thighs a little cool, and the firelight shining in the alley was extraordinarily beautiful.

The moment the green skin rushed towards Tang Yan, Zangfeng fired at Xu Chaoliang, who was holding an SR-2 submachine gun, and took Beethoven and moved two steps to the nearby lighting store, throwing the person in his hand on the half-collapsed building like a sandbag balcony.

"Don't come out without my order." After saying this, he threw a 92-type pistol to the balcony: "Be careful of the living corpses in the room."

Beethoven swallowed, and tremblingly went to get the Type 92 pistol.

At this time, he heard a jingling sound, and sparks were blooming under his feet. He was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the 92-type pistol and hid in the room behind the balcony.

It is safer to face a living corpse that can only attack people with minions than to face a villain with a machine gun.

Zang Feng used the shield on the back of his right arm to block the incoming bullet, but he was still shaken by the impact and kept retreating, his face looked a little ugly.

Over there, Tang Yan used the jet pack to push his body to swing from side to side, and the bullets fired in front of him could hardly pose a threat.

The P-55 heavy-duty electromagnetic pistol fired two shots, but because of the motion state, the accuracy rate dropped sharply, and it only punched craters in the refined steel plate on the outside of the minibus.

The White Widow took a sneak peek and saw Tang Yan, Zang Feng and others struggling for survival in the narrow street, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

She hoped that the man would not die so soon, the most suitable end for him was to be torn off by the green skin piece by piece of flesh and blood, and let out a pleasant scream after another.

She likes the way men are fascinated by her body, but full of fear.

The former proves that she is a leader among women, and the latter proves that she is a strong man who does not lose to men.

This is her definition of success and her goal in life.For this goal, she has stepped on several stepping stones, and Tang Yan and Zang Feng will also become one of them.

The green skin was getting closer and closer to the target, and it was already difficult for Tang Yan to dodge the bullets of the machine gun, and he couldn't draw out his hand to attack the green skin.

She seemed to hear the sound of sharp teeth gnawing bones.

That is the most beautiful and melodious melody in the wasteland world.

……

creak!

As she wished, the sound of bones breaking came.

She removed the jade tobacco rod and poked her head out with a smug smile.

PS: EEM, the author's IQ has been crushed again. A certain book friend scolded me from 12 am to 5 am all the way through 10 words ~ Well, well, it's much better than some readers who left messages and gave up after three chapters. .

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