infinite boiling

Chapter 749 Massacre
The magnetic storm ball was so powerful that it shattered the Nepalese's two legs, and the pieces of meat flew randomly. His upper body was hit by the impact force and hit the wall, and then fell to the ground with another slap.

The heart-piercing screams resounded immediately, almost piercing everyone's eardrums.

Da da da, the Nepalese man in the middle was frightened, and raised his gun to shoot at Tang Zheng. Unfortunately, all the bullets were blocked by the light defense shield and collapsed. Seeing him coming, at this moment, the big man's hands and feet were cold, and he didn't fight any more. thought, and ran away.

Suddenly, a magnetic storm ball hit the gate, blasting out a mass of scorched black marks.

"Stop, or I'll blow your head off." Tang Zheng yelled in his unproficient Nepali. He didn't think simple intimidation would work, so he moved his gun, aimed at the seriously injured newcomer, and ended his attack with one shot. life.

In order to cope with this situation, he purchased almost all language specializations. If there is communication, there will be intelligence.

The whole head of the unlucky ghost was shattered into a rotten watermelon shape, and the blood-stained spine could be seen exposed on the headless neck. The smell of blood mixed with dust floated into the nasal cavity, making people sick.

"No, I surrender!" The Nepalese were honest and raised their hands to surrender. After all, they were newcomers and believed that a good man would not suffer any immediate losses.

"It's a smart choice, throw away your rifle!" Tang Zheng stumbled in his pronunciation, but it didn't affect the communication, especially after he pulled out the Beretta M9 in the holster on his leg, the Nepalese quickly followed suit, and then became more concentrated Listening carefully, I am afraid that someone will kill me because I miss a word.

"Tell me about the situation in your room." Tang Zheng asked roughly, pointing the gun at the guy who broke his left leg.

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you everything." The unlucky ghost begged miserably with snot and tears streaming down his face. He had a grenade in his hand. Those conquerors said that once they encountered such a situation, they could explode themselves, but unlucky The ghost still doesn't want to die, even if there is only a little chance, he doesn't want to give up.

"How many people did you come in? How many women are there among them? Are they beautiful?" Tang Zheng has not learned much about torture, but he also knows that starting from the simple, prying the other party's mouth and mentioning women will also reduce the other party's mental pressure. By the way, use this as a signpost to remind them of the situation in the Trojan horse room.

"More than 100, right? Not counting, there are many anyway, there are quite a few women, one of them uses the same firearm as yours, wears a tight red leather jacket, is very arrogant, several men molested her, and was beaten to death by her .” The Nepalese were sweating all over their faces, trying their best to recall.

"What are they talking about?" Seeing that Tang Zheng had stabilized the situation, Fuji Yuanxiang walked out, and pouted when he heard their chattering.

"I don't know." The female college student shook her head, but she admired Tang Zheng to death. Although there was a corpse beside her, she felt a strong sense of security.

"This man is really reliable." Fuji Yuanxiang looked at Tang Zheng's broad and strong back, licked the corner of her lips, wishing she could be dragged onto the bed and ravaged by him.

"Do you know what a Conqueror is? How many are there in your team?"

Tang Zheng was hopeless about this question. Sure enough, the Nepalese shook his head blankly.

"Then to put it another way, how many people have this kind of heavy equipment?" Compared with the newcomers, their equipment is naturally much better. As for the woman in the captive's mouth, she must be a conqueror, and there is a great possibility that she is a Fearless, otherwise you will have to pay the price if you beat the newcomer half to death.

"About seventeen or eight." This time the prisoner replied.

"What color is the cube in your room?" Just as Tang Zheng finished asking, the man with a broken leg next to him grabbed his calf and begged in pain.

"Stop the bleeding, please, help me stop the bleeding."

"After answering the question, I'll let you leave, but it's impossible to stop the bleeding." Tang Zheng glanced at the pool of blood flowing out on the ground, and took a step back.

"Please, help me." The man with the broken leg didn't want to give up and didn't let go.

"Go away!" Fujimoto Xiang rushed over, raised his high-heeled boots and kicked this guy hard in the face.

Bang, the head of the unlucky ghost hit the floor, the bridge of his nose was kicked off, and the blood spilled out like water out of control of a faucet.

"Let you touch Tang Zheng with dirty hands!" Fujimoto Xiang was still kicking in frustration.

The man with the broken leg twisted and dodged, and then let out a scream in the next second. Accidentally, his eyeball was pierced by the high heel.

"Hiss!" Looking at the bloody eyes, Fujimoto Xiang shuddered and took a step back.

"That's enough, continue to answer questions." Tang Zheng didn't stop Fujimoto Xiang, and he even planned to let the two women deal with the two captives with their own hands later to exercise their courage.

The Nepalese don't want to fall into the fate of their companions, they tell everything they know like beans in a bamboo tube.

"Well, that's all?" Tang Zheng smacked his mouth and looked up and down the prisoner suspiciously.

"Please, let me go. I've told you everything I know, really." The Nepalese fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

Fujimoto Xiang suppressed the fear in his heart, glanced at Tang Zheng, and found that he didn't mean to reprimand him, and became bolder. He raised his leg and kicked the Nepalese in the face. The unlucky ghost immediately fell back and fell down.

"You..." The Nepalese suddenly realized something was wrong, and reached for the rifle, but it was too late.

Bang, bang, bang, the Beretta M9 didn't jump a bit, the bullets spurted out, and all of them shot into the two arms of the captive, smashing them to pieces.

The screams filled everyone's ears again.

"No matter what method you use, kill them." Tang Zheng took a step back and gave up his position.

Seeing the tragic situation of the two captives, the female college student was taken aback and did not dare to do anything. Fujimoto Xiang showed a touch of excitement on her face, raised the rifle in her hand and fired, but unfortunately she did not have the safety on.

"Use this." Tang Zheng pulled out a dagger, turned it upside down, and handed it to her.

Knowing that this was an opportunity to show off, Fujimotoka took it, then squatted down, and stabbed into the vest of the Nepalese who was struggling to crawl away.

"Go to hell, go to hell!" Fujimoto Xiang stabbed it with a knife, and blood spattered everywhere.

When Zhou Peng rushed over, he saw this scene and was shocked immediately.

"Huh?" Tang Zheng glanced at Zhou Peng, but found nothing unusual. He couldn't help but began to doubt Fujimoto Xiang's words. If Zhou Peng tried to rape her, why did he dare to come back?
"You still have the face to come back?" Teng Yuanxiang had just killed someone and was still excited. When she saw Zhou Peng, she naturally took the opportunity to act like a baby and let Tang Zheng decide for her.

"Listen to my explanation!" Zhou Peng tried to get close to Tang Zheng and fulfill the man's request.

"Wait, stand where you are!" Tang Zheng stopped this guy, his behavior is very suspicious now, "Why don't you run away?"

"I was wrong, please forgive me?" Zhou Peng failed, and began to pretend to be pitiful and confess again, lowering the attention of the three of them, and walking forward, "I have a bomb collar, and there is no way to escape."

Bang, bang, Tang Zheng fired two shots at Zhou Peng's feet and frowned. This answer is no problem, but why there is always something wrong, he glanced at the screen of the handheld, but didn't find it.

"I can be cannon fodder, don't abandon me!" Zhou Peng begged, but he kept scolding his mother in his heart. This guy is so suspicious, he swore that he would whip his corpse later, and that bitch Fujimoto Xiang, who wanted to Ravaged her hard.

"Teng Yuanxiang, go and check his body!" Tang Zheng stared at Zhou Peng, observing the changes in his expression. Since he didn't know what the other party had in mind, he tried it out.

Zhou Peng's body shook, and he subconsciously glanced at his right arm. This weak movement did not escape Tang Zheng's eyes.

Fuji Yuanxiang walked up to Zhou Peng, and didn't check it immediately, but a smile overflowed from his red lips, and then he bumped his knee against his lower abdomen.

"Let you be rough on my old lady!" Fujimoto Xiang hit Zhou Peng's face with another left uppercut. Looking at his angry expression, the girl in the nightdress seemed to be drinking cold beer during the dog days. A refreshing feeling penetrates the heart and lungs, even more wonderful than rolling sheets.

The conqueror of Nepal hid in the passage, and had a panoramic view of everything in the beehive room by detecting the little spiders. Seeing the three unlucky newcomers, he did not have any mercy, but gave Tang Zheng a high evaluation of his caution. At the same time, I felt very irritable, but soon calmed down, and began to think about what measures I should take if Zhou Peng failed.

"This guy is wearing a sports suit. I can't tell what kind of protective clothing it is, but judging from the rifle, it is at least second-tier." The black-faced man did not move blindly, and began to weigh the pros and cons. However, you can also escape."

"Teng Yuanxiang, pull off his clothes and look at his right hand." Tang Zheng roared suddenly.

"Look, there's nothing." Zhou Peng was straightforward this time, because he had heard from the other party that no one could see this totem except himself.

"Idiot." The black-faced man cursed loudly. This attitude was wrong, as if he was eager to prove his innocence. Sure enough, the next moment the Chinese man raised his rifle.

"You, enter the tunnel and be a scout to explore the way." Tang Zheng will not expel Zhou Peng, because he may expose his information, so it is best to die.

"What are you waiting for, do it!" Zhou Peng didn't resist, walked to the entrance of the passage silently, and then yelled suddenly, exposing the black-faced man, while he ran into the passage without thinking. Let the two of them fight to the death, and then they will reap the benefits.

"Don't detonate it, don't detonate it before." Zhou Peng was betting that Tang Zheng didn't have time to deal with him. If he failed, he could use the information he knew about the enemy in exchange for his life.

Zhou Peng thought so beautifully. He didn't know that there was such a thing as seed ability. After running a few steps, he was shocked to find that his body was not in control, and he slammed into Tang Zheng.

"Go to hell!" The black-faced man released his power, and the pattern on Zhou Peng's right arm lit up, and then it exploded like a human bomb.

(End of this chapter)