Law of the Wasteland

[No recommendation, adding more than a hundred collections in one day, I am very pleased~~~o(n_n)o haha~] "Transfer...transfer." The obedient bald head was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that in this situation, there is Prepared lines, "However, it is [-] now, and it may not be in a while. Your cousin has already lost crazy, and he is still gambling there. We can't hold it. I think you should go there , tell him to go home for dinner. Otherwise..."

"Thank you." Wei Bubing said gratefully, and gave Chen Kou a "run" wink, "I'll call Xiaolu to go home, you go back and tell Aunt Biao not to worry."

Chen Kou understood Wei Bubing's eyes in an instant, but it seemed that there was something else in it, something unpredictable.

Chen Kou couldn't help being puzzled in his heart, he responded, turned around and left, with tears streaming down his face at the same time.

Was it moved by Wei Bubing who sacrificed his life for the next generation?

Of course not, those were the sad tears of scheming and ambition, because she suddenly realized that she was only on guard against emergencies in the game, but she didn't expect that such things would happen in reality... …

She had a strong premonition that today's meal might not be finished again.

You said it was just to have a meal, why is it so difficult!

Wei Bubing's reaction this time was beyond the bald head's expectations. He wanted to stop him, but he couldn't find a reason for a while, and then changed his mind. Damn, he planned to use force. What reason did he find?With a wave of his hand, the younger brothers rushed forward.

However, at this moment of thought, Chen Kou took the opportunity to get out of the crowd. Seeing the younger brothers chasing after him, he spread his long legs and ran, with graceful posture and quick movements, like a female leopard full of explosive power.

"Little girls still want to run?" The bald head was furious, and greeted the younger brother, leaving Wei Bubing, and chasing after Chen Kou.

The road in the old city was originally narrow, but within a few steps, it left the main road with people coming and going, entered the community, and ran all the way to the remote and quiet corner of the community.

The bald head was chasing and being happy: On the road with many people, there are still some scruples about blatantly abducting people. If you come to this remote corner, isn't it a dead end?

In a blink of an eye, Chen Kou actually ran into an underground garage. According to the impression of the bald man entrenched nearby, it was a garage with only one entrance and exit. The bald man grinned viciously: "Where else can you run?"

Unbeknownst to him, Chen Kou had the same thought in his heart.

These guys dare to spoil their own good deeds, if they don't teach them a lesson, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in their hearts!

Chen Kou had some confidence in his own skills, but his greater confidence was in self-defense.

In the wasteland game, the league adopts the overall sense mode. Although the players are the characters in the game, the requirements for people's physical fitness and nerve response are absolutely extremely high.

What are you fighting for?The body, the reaction, the experience, are nothing more than these three.

The first thing I dare not say, the latter two, the professional players are definitely top-notch, it cannot be said that the professional players are pulled out one by one, they are all masters of fighting skills, but it is definitely enough to fight with ordinary people.

What's more, according to Chen Kou's observation, Wei Bubing's physical fitness is definitely top-notch. As long as he is not the kind of coward who is ruthless in the game and shrinks back once he returns to reality, this kind of person is not enough.

In the blink of an eye, he ran to the bottom of the garage, stopped, turned around, and set his posture.

Seeing her stop, the bald head also slowed down, looking left and right, Da Lala said: "Everyone, don't worry, there is a dead end ahead, this chick..."

In the middle of the conversation, suddenly, a hysterical scream came, interrupting his arrogance, and froze the footsteps of the gangsters.

Looking back, the last gangster who had just entered the garage was caught up by Wei Bubing from behind, grabbed his arms and turned around brazenly, and pulled him from the word "towel" to " "屮" word.

"..."

It's just one action, one picture, but it's so shocking that everyone's scalp is numb when watching it, let alone those who feel it.

The little gangster dislocated his arms in an instant, fell limply, and collapsed on the ground, rolling and crying.

The tragic scene was still echoing in my heart, and the tragic wailing was especially echoing in my ears. For a moment, the punks almost forgot what they were doing here. They stood still, their scalps were numb, and their vests were sweating.

Chen Kou was also stunned, she was only worried that Wei Bubing would be soft before the battle, but she never thought that he would be so ruthless!

While the punks were sluggish, Wei Bubing had already stepped forward, kicked the penultimate punk with the word "eight" into the word "er" with his kick.

Immediately another one lay down, hugged his legs and rolled over, howling.

The punks woke up like a dream, and there was no need to bald and talk nonsense, "噗林林" each drew out their own weapons, including nunchucks, butterfly knives, daggers, awls... all kinds of weapons.

It wasn't a serious and formal organization at first, and the weapons they used were naturally of various types, and they rushed towards Wei Bubing with all their teeth and claws.

"Crack!" Following the falling nunchaku, he twisted his hands sideways, and the gangster's arms became twisted, his body curled up like a shrimp, and he slammed into the dagger uncontrollably.

The man who was holding the dagger hurriedly turned the blade to avoid it, but Wei Bubing kicked him horizontally, flying into the air and crushing the Butterfly Knife.

In just a moment, only one of the six bald-headed gangsters was left standing there pitifully holding an awl. He didn't know whether to go up or run, stand or lie down, and sweat poured down like a spring. .

Compared with him, the expression of the bald head is not much better, without the hair to cover it, it is clearly visible that beads of sweat are oozing out, converging into streams, centered on the top center, and slipping down in all directions.

"No, no, don't move!" Blinking eyes, swallowing, stretching his bald head into his bosom, he took out a gun from his pocket in a flash, "If you move again, I will... Swoosh!"

However, he was fast, Wei Bubing was faster than him, and he came in front of the awl in an instant. His left hand "kecha" twisted into a twist, he took off the long awl, and swung the awl with his right hand.

So, before the bald gun had time to aim at Wei Bubing, an awl appeared on the wrist out of thin air, piercing from under the wrist and protruding from the wrist, as if it had grown there in the first place.

"Ah~~~" Blinking eyes, stunned for a moment, the bald head finally realized howling, the wrist was in severe pain, the pistol was released, before it hit the ground, Wei Bubing jumped up, caught the gun with one hand, and put the other hand on the ground, Sweeping his legs, he knocked the bald head to the ground.

"Plop", fell firmly to the ground, the long awl on the wrist was knocked by the hard concrete floor, and almost inserted into the wrist, the painful bald screamed again, almost fainting.

However, his suffering has just begun!