Rise of the Wasteland

Listening to the sound of the gunfire, everyone exclaimed, Mirta was sinking in heart-this **** really didn't take his own life seriously, and he didn't take other people's life seriously! If he dies, the whole 'Alliance' will be afraid to follow the funeral!

The frantic Mirta turned back in a panic, and saw in the eyes of the horrors that Zhou Qingfeng was holding a revolver in his hand, standing still. Tomato △ □ ☆ Xiao △ said the net-`--`--````She immediately thought, "Maybe she didn't hit the point, maybe there was salvation, maybe ..."

"Call a doctor, call a doctor." Mirta rushed to Zhou Qingfeng, reached out and touched him, and asked, "How are you feeling? Where did you hit?"

Zhou Qingfeng was playing cool with the audience around him, listening to Mirta calling the doctor, he said with a grin, "It's useless to call the doctor!"

Hit the head?

Mirta first looked at Zhou Qingfeng's head, then turned around like a ghost, and saw Carlos, who was shot in the eyebrow, plunged to the ground. She couldn't believe the exclamation, "You killed Carlos?"

"His marksmanship is too bad, his speed is too slow, and he is ugly. He is not my opponent at all!" Zhou Qingfeng slowly inserted Colt's "python" into the holster of his leg to his opponent. Express extreme disdain. Tomato Novel Network ☆ -``-`

The moment the stone was thrown up, the hearts of the Cuban audience who were watching the excitement all around. Waiting for the sound of the gun falling on the ground and slamming, all eyes were on Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone is mentally prepared. The young Chinese in front of them is going to have a flowering head, or bleeding from the chest, or bleeding from other places. In short, it is necessary to hang colors.

I just looked at them for two or three seconds. Everyone has searched Zhou Qingfeng up and down, and found nothing.

"Where did you hit?"

"The head is okay, the chest is okay, is it the back?"

"Front to bullet, how could it be a shot in the back?"

It wasn't until Mirta swooped up that someone turned his attention to Carlos on the other side.

"'Lone wolf' Carlos is dead!"

"He's got a shot in his eyebrow, he's really hit!"

"The back of my head exploded, and I couldn't die anymore. Tomato ☆ Novel Network` -` "

This psychological shock deterred the audience. The Caribbean's top killer, originally thought to be impossible to fail, was so easily taken away by a single shot. Judging by his hand holding the gun, the guy didn't even pull out the gun and was killed by the opposite Mr. Hugo.

"This person's ability is too poor. I want to bet on him to win next time. Fortunately, no one comes out to start a gamble."

"Yeah, I was scared just to see what he came out of, and now I just find out that's not the case!"

"This is a parallel import, and I feel that he must have such a great reputation, but now I find that it is not useful at all."

The dead Carlos could not stand up to argue, he could only lie on the ground, speechless. If his soul can speak, he must yell and yell, "Despicable, shameless, indecent, obviously a duel, in fact bullying people with super powers!

I have just acted, time has stagnated for one second, this is bullying me! I don't agree, I just don't agree, there is a kind of duel to fight me, come again! "

Carlos couldn't speak. General Santos, who was a party to the incident, immediately jumped out and scolded himself: "Beast, shameless, indecent, you are cheating at all, you are the first to shoot!"

Urge ..., the crowd of people on the sidelines booed, but the scene of the duel was actually seen with hundreds of pairs of eyes inside and out. The tomato ○ ☆ novel △ net ☆ -`-``--`-- the crowd behind couldn't see it, even moved to the bench and set up the tower. Everyone knows whether cheating or not.

Thousands of people have gathered around this meeting. Some people can't see what's going on at the duel site, they are already jumping and anxious.

"What the **** is going on? Duel ..., who is dueling with whom?"

"Mr. Victor Hugo of the" Aurora Corps "challenged General Santos of the" Liberation Front "between men. However, General Santos was old and his" lone wolf "Carlos played in his place."

"It's too unexpected, Victor Hugo is the embodiment of courage and fearlessness." ----- Mirta let him stop the duel, he refused.

"Mr. Hugo is in danger now.‘ Lone Wolf ’Carlos is known for his fast and accurate marksmanship.”

"'Lone Wolf' Carlos? You mean the Caribbean's most famous killer, 'Lone Wolf' Carlos. Isn't Mr. Hugo dead?"

"No, you both guessed wrong, and made a big mistake! Mr. Hugo won and easily won. He hit Carlos's head with one shot. Carlos was so bad that he was killed without even pulling out his gun. . "

"Wow ... Carlos is a parallel!"

Someone has already climbed to the roof of this temporary residence, watching the situation to send messages to people who can't see it around. After listening to the storyteller's eyebrows dancing, many people were scratching their heads, anxious, and hated that they couldn't be there, for a while more people climbed up the wall and roof.

On the court, General Santos yelled 'Cheat', 'Shadow', and 'Due duel'. He shouted angrily: "This is not a duel between men at all. This is injustice. This is an insult to me, to the Santos family, to the Liberation Front."

"Enough, stop this farce!" Mirta saw that Zhou Qingfeng was fart well, and her heart suddenly settled down. She did not allow things to go on like this, and immediately sternly ordered the guards around him: "Separate the two groups. General Santos, leave if you want to leave, and we will face off on the battlefield."

Several guards reluctantly stood up and stopped between Zhou Qingfeng and Santos. Old Santos screamed and shouted disapproval, demanding another truly duel.

Everyone felt that this was the end of the lively scene of the game-the two sides of the duel quarreled, and they went back to their homes and went to their mothers. But Zhou Qingfeng shouted again: "I can't accept suspicion for no reason. Since I have to fight again, I accept it. Coward Santos, don't go!"

The old Santos stayed on the spot, and the lively Cuban soldiers watching around stayed on the spot, even Mirta stayed on the spot-this **** actually has to come again!

You have a problem. Can't you be addicted to a duel?

This is a duel. If you win this time, it does not mean you will win next time.

This person has a neurosis!

But Zhou Qingfeng simply jumped on the shoulder of the person next to him, and shouted with a mighty voice: "Santos, you old dog, I killed your son, are you going to leave slumped?"

If you can't kill me today, there will be no chance in this life to kill me again. Because your incompetence and timidity will be known to all Cubans. "

Old Santos was not angry anymore ~ ​​www.readwn.com ~ He was bitter like eating Coptis dumb, he couldn't say it! The best gunmen under his arm were all hung up. He just said a few words of the scene, but the opposite boy was still tangled and still let go.

Old Santos was carrying his son's blood. If he didn't play today, he would be ruined in minutes. The Cubans staring at each other watching him, knowing that there was no room for him to step back.

No ... no! I can't let the anger faint.

Old Santos has gone through all kinds of ups and downs in the end. He knows that his current mission is to return to his old nest in Nassau to command the battle and completely defeat the 'Aurora Legion' to avenge his son.

What kind of humiliation is in front of me, I endure!

Just seeing Santos still leaving, Zhou Qingfeng shouted again: "Old dog Santos, you can let two men fight, and confront me alone!"

Santoston, who was still sane, exploded when he was irritated. He immediately turned his head back and ran up and scolded, "My two men together can't deal with you? Boy, you are too arrogant, I will watch you How to die! "(To be continued.)