The person was unwilling to leave, and Zhiqing had no idea for a moment, so he had to instruct his group to quickly pick up the messy tents and gather the items that were slightly usable together. He could not continue living here and had to find a new base.

The staff were all busy, and the three porters were also helping.

While resting, the one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-

He stretched out his rough big hand, grabbed the grass beside him, crushed it hard, and said to his two partners: "It will be done tomorrow."

The middle-aged porter understood it and nodded with a smile.

The young porter was unaware of the harshness and opened his mouth wide. He looked at this and that in confusion.

"If you don't understand, just look at me. You can do whatever you call you." One-eyed person was too lazy to explain to him. After throwing this sentence that made the young porter feel inexplicable, he slapped the silk thatch on his hand on the ground. It was not appropriate.

Lift your feet and rub them hard before leaving.

That night, Zhiqing had a very terrible nightmare. In the dream, a ferocious big dog showed his white teeth and kept biting him. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't get rid of it. He was so scared that he was so big from the dream that he was so big that he was so big from the dream.

Scream out loud.

In the early morning, the forest was still shrouded in a layer of veil-like mist. Zhiqing's habit of getting up is unchanged, so he had to get up and kick his legs and bend over.

The others were still not fully awake in their lazy dreams. They carried a sharp machete in one eye and first came to Zhiqing's tent. When they lifted the curtain of the tent, a ferocious wolf-like smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

He looked at Xiao Wang, who was curled up in his sleeping bag, and his sleepy eyes, "Ah...what are you doing?" Xiao Wang was so painful that he subconsciously covered his neck with blood gushing out of the blood and shouted. The bloody killing finally broke out, and every place in the entire station

Cubic meters are full of tyranny and bloody smell.

With one-eyed eyes and the one-eyed eyes shot out a gloomy and fierce thrilling look. He continued to raise his machete and chop down...

Xiao Wang turned over and got up, pulled up his sleeping bag and threw it on his one-eyed body, endured the pain and the wounds that were filled with blood, and ran out... The bloodline spilled from his neck like rain.

At this moment, the middle-aged porter was also attacking another tent.

The young porter was stunned when he looked at the terrifying bloody scene.

The machete did not kill the person at once, and the people who were ambushed in the station ran out of the tent with blood all over their bodies and shouted for help.

The cry for help alarmed Zhiqing, who was moving around the periphery. He ran back in panic and was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Captain Chen runs quickly..." the young porter suddenly shouted at him. He lifted the machete in his hand and ran to the one-eyed side.

Seeing the young porter backfire, he was furious and after he got rid of the person he was dealing with, he took up a machete to chop the young porter.

The middle-aged porter was red in his eyes and looked at the staff crawling on the ground covered in blood. He felt so satisfied and exciting. He was the same person, why did he turn into a cow and a horse and do coolies? These so-called cultural people should be like the master.

Likewise, he said irresponsible to them, enslaved them like cows and called them to drink. Kick, chop, kick, chop, and chop. The blood stained the weeds on the ground red, begging, and the despair was miserable.

The screams are endless.

Zhiqing didn't run away, he ran into Lao Zhang's tent, looking for the hunting rifle...

One-eyed one-eyed put down the young porter easily, and took the machete with one hand and came in the direction of Zhiqing in a fierce manner.

When one-eyed passed by Lao Zhang, he was suddenly embarrassed and woke up by Lao Zhang, who had fainted and woke up. He hugged his legs and shouted to Zhiqing: "Captain, run quickly..." A sword passed by.

A trace of blood red came out from Lao Zhang's neck. His hands were still holding his one-eyed legs tightly, but his head and neck were separated.

"Old Zhang..." Zhiqing shouted, lifted his hunting rifle and shot at the one-eyed one-eyed one.

"Swish" a bullet shot into the shoulder blade of one-eyed eyes. The guy seemed to be in a bad mood and did not stop moving forward because of the bullet's shooting. Instead, he ran towards Zhiqing at an extremely fast pace.

The second bullet shot out and hit the one-eyed knee. A blood bubble appeared from his knee. His body trembled slightly, his right leg was injured, and his left leg was still stubbornly moving forward.

Just as Zhiqing was about to shoot one-eyed again, the middle-aged porter who was killing red-eyed suddenly attacked from behind, and a machete accurately slashed his back.

A tingling pain made Zhiqing bend his body like a shrimp, but the hunting rifle in his hand fired a third bullet again. Unfortunately, because his body was bent, the bullet shot did not proofread the star and was shot at the one-eyed ankle.

The middle-aged porter raised his machete again, Zhiqing turned his shooting position, and tried to lift the butt to smash it at the middle-aged man's head.

The machete and the butt collided in the space, and the elbows of each other numb. The butt was firmly held in Zhiqing's hand, and with a gust of wind, he threw all his strength into the porter's head.

The middle-aged porter was shaking, lying at Zhiqing's feet like a wall.

At this time, the one-eyed one-eyed one limped, giving Zhiqing a close distance.

It is definitely unrealistic to raise a gun and shoot. The only way is to fight in close combat.

Zhiqing once taught himself some simple grasping skills, but the other party was holding a machete with cold light, and he was also a wild man in his village who had strength.

The hunting rifle carried the machete that resisted the one-eyed one-eyed one. Both of them were evenly matched and were both injured. They were fighting for their own strength...

Because of his admiration for Zhiqing, the young porter tried to use his own strength to stop the madness of the one-eyed person. However, his body was too thin after all, and he was eventually snatched by the cruel one-eyed person.

At this moment, he slowly woke up, and what caught his eye was a bloody red. Just a few feet away from him, Captain Chen and One-eyed were fighting in close combat. The hunting rifle and the machete were fighting...

One-eyed thought about the money bag around Zhiqing's waist.

What Zhiqing thought was to avenge the staff at the resident.

A machete.

A hunting rifle was so stalemate.

Neither of them noticed that the young porter, moving his broken body covered in blood, was slowly crawling towards him.

Step by step, inch by inch, overlapping images appeared in the young porter's mind. The first thing that came to his mind was Zhiqing's amiable smile, picking up food for him, and giving him meticulous care. What came to his mind again was Wild Boar Ridge

, the scene where he escaped from death without hesitation.

Zhiqing held up a hunting rifle in his hand and confronted the one-eyed machete with all his heart.

One-eyed person is bound to take down the piece in front of him and peek at him for a long time. As long as he puts the other person to death, the money bag on his waist will belong to him. He can take the money home and buy new clothes for his three daughters.

, buy a beautiful issuing card.

In the one-eyed mind, there was a person constantly urging him and controlling his thinking; he kept muttering in his ears: Kill this person, hurry up, why are you still hesitating? Kill! Kill quickly!

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