Mad owl

>Boom! !

The grenade had already been pulled off the detonating ring when it was in the pocket, so it didn't roll very far before it was detonated! !The ear-shattering roar immediately exploded, and the shattered shrapnel were like dense bullets. With the tumbling of the air waves and the surging of the flames, they shot indiscriminately towards the surroundings. ( )

In an instant, the king's tent seemed to be hit by a hurricane. It was in chaos, shaking violently in the air waves and flames, and the central support wooden pillar was directly broken. As for the shrapnel... the first thing to take care of was the seven living people inside! !

The killing power of the grenade lies in the shrapnel! !The power of the explosion was not weaker than bullets, so... the two soldiers standing in front of them died tragically on the spot, pierced by the lasing shrapnel, and the four lying on the ground were overturned by the air waves.

The middle-aged man was not only attacked by shrapnel, but also blown away by air waves and flames.

The entire king's tent was in chaos, and the most gorgeous occasion became the most tragic battlefield!

The power of the grenade was very powerful, not only did it cause heavy damage to the king's tent, but also the shrapnel, flames and air waves tore through the thick leather cloth, and rushed out to the chaotic battlefield outside.

And this sudden loud noise also shocked Di Cheng and the others outside.

The guards dodged in a hurry, turning their heads to look at the flame-emanating king's tent in surprise, while Di Cheng rushed into the depths of the crowd to avoid further attacks.

Damn, it's so powerful. "In the darkness, Yan Shou crawled out from the ruins, patted his buzzing head vigorously, grinned secretly at the crumbling Wang Tent, when did the grenade become so lethal, please don't kill the people inside. All were blown up.

Slightly calmed down, Yan Shou saw that no one was paying attention, took a deep breath, put on the goggles, cheered himself up, then raised his gun and rushed into the king's tent.

The king's tent was filled with flames and dust, chaotic and dilapidated, and a mess everywhere.Since the aftermath of the explosion has not dissipated, almost nothing can be seen inside.But Yan Shou held his breath, and rushed to the middle-aged man's position with the help of previous memories. After several searches, he found the target who was lying on the ground moaning.

The middle-aged man was unconscious and writhed unconsciously. Multiple parts of his body were 'care'ed by the shrapnel, dripping with blood, and looked seriously injured.The grenade just now was less than five meters away from him. Even though the two subordinates in front helped him block most of the shrapnel, they were still seriously injured.

"Hey, buddy, do you know your Grandpa Yan?" Yan Shou smirked, laughing at the joke, but he was absolutely unambiguous in his strikes, shooting the middle-aged man's arms twice.The bullet passed through the silencer and sank into it with two puffs, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

The middle-aged man trembled, and immediately froze there, his eyes widened, his face covered in cold sweat, and a dull scream rang out uncontrollably.

"Call your grandma." Yan Shou stomped on the face of the middle-aged man. Although he was cunning, but in terms of strength, he was indeed a genuine high-ranking silver. light!

Ga! !The screams stopped abruptly, the middle-aged man's front teeth and bridge of nose were broken on the spot, and a blood-red footprint appeared in the center of the front door. He was already seriously injured, but this foot stomped down, which brought unhappiness to his heart. minor trauma.

Stomp? ?This bastard stomped his own face?The middle-aged man was devastated. He had never suffered this type of humiliation in all these years.

If the body could move, he would definitely tear the bastard alive.

"That's good, hey, get up, Lord carry it, let's go home." Yan Shou smiled vigilantly while carefully picking up the middle-aged man on his back, and rushed out of the king's tent that was about to collapse, and walked along the dark area Disappeared without a trace.However, before leaving the king's tent, he threw another grenade casually. Regardless of whether the snipers were dead or not, this shell was enough to destroy their remaining lives.

boom! !There was another violent roar, the dust was flying, the air waves were rolling, and the flames were swirling. The Wang Tent could no longer bear this kind of devastation, and it collapsed with a few creaks. Shrapnel attacked and was covered by collapsed leather cloth, and the strong flames wrapped them all around.

explode? ?This should be the effect caused by the grenade!Standing deep in the crowd, Di Cheng looked at the burning Wang Tent with a serious expression. How could there be an explosion here?What caused the explosion?Could it be... there was a battle inside just now?

The two consecutive explosions finally awakened Di Cheng from his madness and tyranny, and his emotions and reason recovered a little bit. Looking at the chaotic and messy scene around him, the first thing that came out of his heart was not a sense of accomplishment, but... danger!

The momentum of madness began to be curbed, and the momentum of chaos gradually stabilized. What awaited them next would be a violent counterattack from the cavalry!As the royal family of the Black List, this tribe may be dizzy by their own wildness at the beginning, but when they really slow down, the power of the iron cavalry will definitely turn things around.

"Wow!!" A Mongolian man next to him was the first to come back to his senses. Without saying a word, the scimitar immediately slashed at Di Cheng's throat, and the other Mongolian men also rushed towards Di Cheng like crazy. , The barbaric momentum still has a lot of deterrence.

Time to retreat!Di Cheng's figure swayed slightly, leaving afterimages, and he dodged from the scimitar's slash in the blink of an eye.He didn't bother to find these strong Mongolian men anymore, and rushed to the front left.

There... Four or five Mongolian people were fleeing quietly with the Suheba beast on their backs.

"Sorry, this person...is about to be decided!" Di Cheng appeared in front of the Suheba beast like a ghost, regardless of whether they could understand or not.At the moment when the body was stagnant, all the strength accumulated in the lower body, and the curtain suddenly rose up, kicked with the right leg, and the thunderbolt hit the Suheba beast's lower abdomen.

As fast as thunder, hit instantly!

The Suheba beast was already in a coma, unable to fight back at all, despite all this fierce and wild power pouring into it, a slight bulge appeared on its wide back, and scarlet blood mixed with a little bit of minced meat spewed out from its mouth , the body was trembling violently, abruptly 'breaking free' from the support of the two people on the left and right, and rolled backwards weakly.

The Mongolian warriors never expected that Di Cheng's way of "leading guests" would be so wild, rude, slightly absent-minded, and the Suheba beast had disappeared from their side.

They hurriedly turned around to pursue, but just as they stepped out, they discovered that there was already a person standing beside the Suheba beast... Di Cheng! !

The eyes of four or five Mongolian soldiers popped out, and they couldn't believe their eyes. A few nervous ones even turned their heads to look at the place where Di Cheng had just attacked, unable to turn their heads for a while.

He was still in front just now, why did he appear behind him in the blink of an eye? ? ! !

"People took it away, don't send it away." Di Cheng threw the Suheba beast on his shoulder like a sack, looked coldly at the guarding soldiers around him, and walked forward on his own, heading towards the camp without haste go outside.

The guardian warriors were furious, eager to rush up to rescue their patriarch, but Di Cheng didn't carry the Suheba beast casually, but grabbed his neck tightly, with his thumb and forefinger even deeply It got stuck in the muscle, as if it might crush his throat at any moment.

Despite anger and anxiety, no one dared to act rashly.

Di Cheng walked forward slowly, his fierce eyes swaying slowly, searching the crowded places, guarding against cavalry archers aiming with bows and arrows, and also guarding against possible gunmen. Since there were bombs just now, the existence of firearms could not be ruled out.

"It's done? It's not enough." Chen Hu was fighting vigorously, and suddenly found that the crowd was no longer attacking. After being slightly surprised, he quickly noticed the scene here, wiped the flesh and blood on his face, and rushed over quickly. : "What happened to the explosion just now?"

"There may be a gunman, pay attention."

"Gunner?" Chen Hu's expression tightened slightly. Does this barbaric tribe still have guns?

"Snow Lion, come back!!" Di Cheng roared heavily, and the Snow Lion not far away immediately snorted, and obediently returned to Di Cheng, but his blood-soaked appearance was still fierce and vicious.

In fact, they didn't need to be too vigilant. Yan Shou, who was retreating with the spoils on his back, made an amazing move again. The ruffian's temper was brought to the extreme. Every time he passed a yurt, he would go in for a stroll, and by the way... light the fire! !

One yurt caught fire, no one paid much attention, two?Maybe someone is wary.But when the yurts ignited raging fires one after another, spreading from the central area to the periphery, the central area that had just solidified fell into boiling again.

The yurts are already densely packed, and the night wind in the grassland is strong, and the flames in a small area quickly turned into 'fires'! !