Fast Transmigration Chief Boss

Chapter 259 The Black Shop in the Wilderness 14
Jin Li stared at the twenty-odd locomotives roaring along, and warned, "Be focused and don't get distracted."

Jia Dongxing couldn't help asking: "Is that a black shop? Why don't they do anything in the shop?"

Jinli said impatiently, "It can't be called a black shop, it's inconvenient in the city."

"Okay, you can shut up now."

The girl at the front desk waved a gesture, and the locomotive roared and divided into two rows, one left and one right surrounded the grove.

In the two locomotive teams, the people in the first three rear seats were holding machine guns, and the rest were carrying machetes.

This is a not-so-rich gang.

This is a not too fatty fish.

The ancient city is remote and oil and water are scarce.

Jin Li was lying on a branch, looking at the girl at the front desk, looking for an opportunity to behead him.

The locomotive drove towards the grove at high speed, the grove was silent and the wind was still.

The girl at the front desk looked at the grove and frowned. The other party braked quietly, unable to tell where Mr. Cunning Fox was lurking, and random shooting could easily cause accidental injury.

The sniper should be in the direct position. The sniper should be dealt with first, and the remaining two people should not be a concern.

As for Jinli, the little girl at the front desk didn't take her seriously. The burly aunt is just brute force. Her existence, her life and death are not important.

The little girl at the front desk hid behind the off-road vehicle and gave orders: "Shoot the tree poles."

As soon as the words fell, gunshots erupted one after another, resounding through the wilderness.

The bullet hit the thick tree trunk, and the grove was still silent.

The little girl at the front desk said in a stern tone: "Throw fireballs and burn the forest." Forced three people out, put them in the wilderness, and see how you hide.

The moment the little girl at the front desk gave the order, there was a bang, and the flames exploded like dragons in front of the two locomotives.

The flames are dazzling, illuminating the wilderness.

The dazzling light suddenly burst out, the locomotives rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound, several locomotives nearby fell to the ground, collided at high speed, failed to brake, and more vehicles drifted, spun, and overturned.

Empty the spiritual energy accumulated these days, and detonate the explosive talisman provided by Xiao Meiren, Jin Li's voice appeared in the earphone: "Do it, first kill the person with the gun and the fireball."

The little girl at the front desk was cautious and stayed behind the off-road vehicle all the time. She couldn't find a chance to make a cold shot. If this is the case, then let's stay at the end.

Dying at the end is not a good experience.

bang bang bang...

Bullets flew out of the woods, reaping lives.

Fresh warm blood splashed into the air, and bodies fell sideways.

The girl at the front desk saw the situation ahead through the glass window, and sullenly ordered: "San'er, throw a fireball!"

"Baihu, immediately lead people to outflank the right wing. Mr. Cunning Fox is on the right wing. Capture Mr. Cunning Fox alive. The other two don't care whether they live or die. Let me kill them."

Baihu lay next to the fallen motorcycle to avoid bullets, with a tone of panic: "Boss, we miscalculated. There are two snipers here. The one in the middle who has been blocking us rushes to the right wing. It's hard to get through! More than half of the brothers were killed or injured. .”

The little girl at the front desk was silent, and her tone was cold: "Fill me with the rest of the people! The people on the left wing all withdraw, cover the white tiger, catch Mr. Cunning Fox, and retreat immediately."

Immediately changing the strategy, whether the burly aunt and another sniper will die or not has little effect on her.

"Received." The white tiger lay prone on the ground, dragged the heavy locomotive, and crawled towards the right wing.

Members of the gang with guns went to hell first, and those who tried to pick up guns, without exception, had close contact with death.

In the earphones, Jin Li said: "You shoot on the spot and cover me, Xiao Xingzi, keep an eye on the girl at the front desk, and be careful not to let her shoot me coldly."

Jia Dongxing was startled: "You want to end, Roubo?"

"Bullets are expensive, but cutting with a knife is cheap." Jin Li jumped down from the tree, his blood boiled, and it was even more exciting to harvest human lives at close range with hands or knives.

This era is a beautiful era. You can practice your skills and wantonly release the bloody sex suppressed in your bones.

She never denied that bloodthirsty and cruelty were hidden in her genes.

Perhaps, in some people's stories, she should be the biggest villain.

Jumping off the tree, Jinli moved from the center position to the right wing, Xiao Jingshuo caught a glimpse of the figure, and said, "Be careful."

Before the words fell, the figure had jumped out of the forest and started harvesting from the right wing.

While satisfying itself, Jinli did not forget to ensure the safety of customers.

Suddenly, a figure landed in front of the moving motorcycle. Jin Li raised his foot and kicked the motorcycle away. He stepped on the wrist holding the gun with one foot. He bent down and picked up the man. His palm covered the top of his head. With a twist, a round ball appeared. The yo-yo watermelon fell to the ground.

The man's frightened cry was stuck in his throat forever.

Blood was sprayed on people's faces, and the liquid was warm, like a stimulant.

Behind him, the wind of the knife hit, and a bullet flew out of the woods. The corners of Xiao Jingshuo's lips were drawn into a straight line. Before the bullet arrived, Jin Li turned sideways and slapped the machete with his backhand, and the bullet entered his vest.

Jin Li blinked his eyes, but the movement of his hands did not stop for a moment, he grabbed the neck of the person who had already been shot, and twisted it with a click.

Throwing away the man in his hand, he strode up to the other person, pinched the back of the knife with his bare hands, the man's wrist turned upwards in a twisted posture, grabbed the knife, chopped off the wrist with only a layer of skin, and twisted his neck in the same way.

There is no need for spiritual energy, no need for any external force blessing, just rely on your own strength to tear the knob, and it is smooth and dripping.

The next operation is like an assembly line operation, with heads rolling down the mud.

There are no fancy moves, killing with a knife, and picking a watermelon with one hand.

Soon, there were only four living people left in the bustling wilderness.

"Ahhh..." The remaining four raised their knives and rushed towards Jinliwei.

Howling and howling.

The output depends entirely on roar.

Jin Li gathered his momentum, his bloated body was as powerful as a bamboo, and he drove straight into the back of the four people.

The leather boots stepped on the puddles in the grass, splashing dark red water.

Attacking with both hands at the same time, pinching the necks of the two people from behind, tightening five fingers, "Kacha Kacha" the bones shattered, the head lost its support, and the shoulders slumped limply.

Let go, catch the knife, and cut off another person's neck with one knife.

In the vast wilderness, under the cold moonlight, there were only two people left alone. A man and a woman looked at each other. The man suddenly screamed in panic and ran away.

devil! ! !

This woman is the devil.

The wave of fear in the man's heart was higher than the wave, and the crazy mouse jumped up.

A chubby hand was like a devil's claw protruding from the gate of hell, grabbing his neck, followed by a crisp clicking sound.

The watermelon left the vine and rolled a few times on the ground.

The hand of the girl holding the binoculars at the front desk froze.

Because the other party's demeanor has not changed from beginning to end, indifferent and bloodthirsty.

Killing is like hemp.

Twisting the necks of living people, just like twisting off watermelons hanging from vines, is easy and indifferent, even with the perverted joy of harvest.

(End of this chapter)