"No."
Knowing that he would not survive, Xing De suddenly looked away before he died.
Since there was no hope, he could not make things easier for his enemy before he died.
He would not give him anything he wanted, and he would have to block him even if he was blocked.
Zhao Chenwei was a little surprised.
Xing De looked afraid of death just now, but now his appearance suddenly changed.
However, he didn't intend to torture Xing De.
If he didn't want to talk about it, let's not talk about it.
The gathering area is so big, he can always find a way to get it.
Lift the radio. puff Zhao Chenwei raised his hand lightly and patted Xing De on the head.
Xing De's ferocious smile froze, and a few lines of blood dripped from his forehead.
Zhao Chenwei killed someone quickly and swiftly.
Not only did Xing De not expect it, but Xiang Nan and the others also didn't react.
Only Liu Dong kept looking at Zhao Chenwei and discovered some clues.
"Hurry up and help me" Liu Dong shouted nervously, and at the same time stretched out his hands to put on Zhao Chenwei's shoulders.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Chenwei's hand on Xing De's head was raised with force, knocking Liu Dong over.
Xing De had no support and fell down softly.
His eyes were wide open and he refused to close his eyes.
Zhao Chenwei turned around slowly, his eyes were red, and he looked full of murderous intent, as if he was a completely different person.
The few people who were still in a daze finally understood what Liu Dong meant.
They all knew that Zhao Chenwei was sick and mentally ill.
Now, he is sick.
After a group of people understood this, they swarmed up and suppressed Zhao Chenwei with difficulty.
In terms of individual combat power, they were not as good as Zhao Chenwei, but together they were different.
Even if they could not completely crush him, they could not control him.
What a big problem, but at this time they were too timid to let go for fear of hurting him, and Zhao Chenwei fell into madness again.
He refused to recognize anyone.
His attacks were strong, one strong and one weak, and it was just a draw.
Liu Dong was hiding on the periphery, holding the injection in his hand, waiting for the moment when Zhao Chenwei was subdued.
While everyone was busy dealing with Zhao Chenwei, Wu Zhen on the other side had already crossed the road and appeared at the door of the gas station.
Wu Zhen stepped on the glass shards on the ground and squatted on the ground, looking at a piece of black cloth on the ground.
The black cloth was ordinary, with many uneven rough cloth whiskers on the corners, and a white thread was sewn in the center of the cloth.
Apart from the strange words, this piece of black cloth seems to have been torn off the clothes at will.
This piece of black cloth was torn from the clothes.
Wu Zhen not only knew it, but also saw it with his own eyes.
At that time, the weather was not too cold, but Xi was wearing thick black clothes.
He didn't know how many layers there were.
Wu Zhen accidentally saw him tearing off pieces of cloth from his clothes, and then sewing the crooked word "西" on them with needle and thread. , later, when the weather got cold, the dress became much thinner.
It's winter now.
Isn't it cold in the west?
Wu Zhen thought of a scene in his heart.
A man with several rags hanging all over his body was shivering in the cold wind.
The hidden parts of his body could not withstand the invasion of the cold and trembled involuntarily.
His red hand also held a sniper rifle with an unusually long barrel. , but it was not held up majestically, but held casually on the chest.
He blinked, his eyebrows pulled together, and he stared sadly at the small bag made of pieces of black cloth in front of him.
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"Xi, we meet again."
Wu Zhen picked up the black cloth, stepped on the glass shards, and walked into the gas station.
In the yard, Wu Zhen found several more pieces of black cloth.
Adding the piece in his hand, there were four pieces in total.
One piece of black cloth represented a dead person.
There were a total of four people dead here, all of them were eighth-level evolvers, all of whom were Xing German search team members.
Just by looking at the thick iron barrel that exploded into a ball next to the wall, Wu Zhen could guess how terrifying the battle was at that time.
He didn't know Xi's current strength, but he could roughly guess how much he had improved.
He was able to kill four under the siege of seven eighth-level evolvers.
He must have been seriously injured.
If he hadn't seen this scene with his own eyes, On the battlefield, Wu Zhen thought Xi couldn't bear it.
As a result, he endured it.
However, Xing De said that a predator ate Xi.
He was just guessing.
Wu Zhen didn't believe his guess, let alone that Xi would die in the mouth of a predator after repelling a powerful enemy.
He also had his own guess.
He thought Xi was not dead, but the current situation was very dangerous.
As a former comrade and friend, he came to save him.
Wu Zhen picked up the last piece of black cloth, stood sideways, first looked up at the collapsed glass door of the gas station on the left, then looked at his feet, and finally looked at the higher place on the right.
That's the roof of the sloping house.
He walked over a few steps and jumped slightly.
The roof was very clean, maybe because the cold wind was blowing for so many days, even the dust couldn't stay on the bricks for too long.
Wu Zhen saw a few small black dots on the red bricks, as if they were engraved on them, scattered dots on several bricks.
He squatted down, touched it, put it under his nose and smelled it, with a look on his face that it was indeed the case.
This is Xi's sniper point.
He could only escape after being seriously injured, so this is where he escaped.
Wu Zhen jumped from the roof to the ground on the other side, looked around, and chose a direction at random.
He walked slowly, keeping his eyes on the ground.
He didn't go far when he spotted something and stopped.
In fact, there is no road behind the house.
It is full of weeds.
Now the grass has withered and been broken by the wind.
It lies on the ground and forms a thick blanket.
If you walk on it several times, not even a single trace can be seen, let alone footprints. .
Wu Zhen felt that he was lucky, he could find something in any direction he chose.
He gently pushed aside a pile of dead grass with his hands, and sure enough there was a handful of shell casings and a crudely made bomb hidden underneath. boom Wu Zhen was sitting on the withered grass, with black dust on his face and some blackened grass clippings stubbornly stuck to his face, looking very embarrassed.
"I knew you were insidious, but I didn't expect you to be so insidious."
Wu Zhen came to save people, so he was relaxed, unprepared, and did not carefully figure out Moses' thoughts.
He thought he was Xi's friend and followed him recklessly, but Xi thought that only the enemy would catch up.
I know how to do this.
In fact, it’s not Wu Zhen’s fault.
Who would have thought that the person chasing behind him was not an enemy but a friend?
Xi knew that Xing De would come again, so he made a small bomb.
He didn’t have much ammunition left in his hand, so he could only create such a It's a very powerful thing.
In addition to making the enemy a little embarrassed, it also has the function of a siren.
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Wu Zhen wiped his face, got rid of the grass clippings, and turned himself into a big painted face.
He stood up, thought about it, and chased in the opposite direction.
In the direction Wu Zhen was heading, there was a medium-sized slope about a mile away.
There was a person lying on the slope.
If you looked carefully, you could see that this person was being dragged by a white dog, moving upward little by little.
The white dog stood on a foothold, biting his black clothes and pulling upwards hard.
Every time he moved, the man moved up half a meter.
The slope was more than three meters high.
At this time, the man was gradually approaching the top of the slope.
"Catching up" The man lying on the slope like a dead dog heard the sound of bombs in the distance and said something.
The little white dog's ears stood up, its mouth relaxed, its head tilted, and its small eyes looked in the direction it came from.
Bang: