The soul travels through the eighteenth line, the female agent is killing crazy in the entertainment

Bang bang bang!

One after another, the backpacks hit the dead "Fa Cai" lying on the ground.

Xiwang was already leaping in the air. The strange and continuous sounds made him shake all over, and he subconsciously glanced at his dead companion.

Just this one look!

Cheng Ling rose up in the air and kicked Xiwang hard on the nose with all his strength.

Xiwang tilted his body, let out a cry of severe pain, and fell sideways.

Cheng Ling raised the knife, and the knife penetrated Xiwang's ear, penetrated the brain, and was nailed to the ground.

Xiwang suddenly urinated, and his whole body twitched violently several times before he straightened his legs and remained motionless.

Cheng Ling sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Jiang Qiyun jumped down from the tree, staggered towards Cheng Ling before he could regain his footing.

While he was in the tree, his heart was filled with pain.

He actually let Cheng Ling protect him like this (although he didn't just protect himself...), but he really couldn't stand that Cheng Ling was in such a dangerous situation and he was helpless.

Cheng Ling's tightly tied ponytail was somewhat loose, and her hair was wet with blood and sweat and stuck to her cheeks.

Due to excessive tension and exertion, the muscles all over her body were trembling slightly.

Jiang Qiyun felt terribly uncomfortable.

"Cheng Ling, are you injured?" Jiang Qiyun knelt in front of Cheng Ling, not daring to touch her.

It was as if she was just a porcelain doll who needed protection, rather than a strong woman who killed two ferocious Tibetan mastiffs.

"I'm fine." Cheng Ling gasped.

She was a little exhausted.

Jiang Qiyun carefully used the clean area of ​​his sleeves to wipe off Cheng Ling's face, whether it was Brother Qi's blood or the dog's blood.

This kind of closeness made Cheng Ling a little uncomfortable. She turned slightly to avoid Jiang Qiyun's wiping. She grabbed the hem of her clothes and wiped it on her face randomly.

Several other people on the tree also came down one after another.

The few of them stood a little far away from the dead dog, a little far away from Brother Qi, who was dying in a terrible state, and also a little far away from Cheng Ling.

This was a heartfelt fear for Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling didn't think it was anything.

She is well versed in psychology and knows that even if she saves them now, she is their benefactor.

But the way he just killed the Tibetan Mastiff was too cruel, and people would instinctively fear strong people.

But what she didn't understand was Jiang Qiyun.

He was still kneeling in front of her, looking at her inch by inch, as if to confirm whether she was really fine.

"Mu Chuan, I have water in my bag, bring it over!" Jiang Qiyun shouted.

Cheng Ling's lips were dry and slightly flaky.

Bai Muchuan came to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure.

Don't you actually care about the eldest sister? This number one guy is incompetent at all. I was actually afraid of my eldest sister just now.

What's so scary about eldest sister...

No, although the eldest sister is scary, she won't do anything to herself. And the eldest sister protects everyone with her own life.

I don't thank my eldest sister, I don't care about my eldest sister, I just avoided her and was afraid of my eldest sister!

Bai Muchuan, you are a useless waste!

No heart yet!

Not a man!

He is not worthy of such an awesome leader as his eldest sister!

Bai Muchuan kept condemning himself in his heart, and quickly ran to the disemboweled Tibetan mastiff, found Jiang Qiyun's bag, and ran over with it.

Old Turtle Dove was different from the others.

He was not afraid of dead people either, so he ran to Brother Qi to check whether he was really dead.

Jiang Qiyun opened the bag and took out the mineral water he brought from the wooden house, unscrewed the cap and handed it over.

Cheng Ling grabbed the bottle, took several sips, wiped the corners of his mouth, and handed the bottle back.

With her slightly trembling hands, she propped up her knees and stood up.

"Everyone, take your bags. Let's keep going." Cheng Ling said.

This time, no one was slow to act.

Everyone followed Cheng Ling's orders seriously.

Xu knew how critical the situation was at this moment, and Xu was shocked by Cheng Ling's violent aesthetics.

The group of people moved quickly through the jungle again.

*

Lumber yard.

Pick up the phone vigorously.

"...You want to take care of the things in the house before coming here?"

Tank replied: "Yeah. How are you doing there?"

"They're all tied up. No one can escape. I won't be like Liu Qi, a loser who only loses his book bag."

"Okay, Liu Qi should be bringing my two dogs over in a while. I'll be a little later and contact the Nanbangzi Kingdom. There are so many people killed and they can't be used as money, so they can simply be sold. There are a few people watching. The ones with thin skin and tender meat should fetch a good price.”

"Tank, I haven't eaten meat for a long time." Dali licked his lips.

The first girl who came to my door was a girl who had been an athlete. She had a slim waist and a perky butt. She was so sexy!

"Okay, okay, hurry up and don't delay your business."

Dali said "hehe" with a lewd smile and hung up the phone.

He came out of the dormitory building and returned to the lumber factory.

Most of the people in the program team, as well as Yang Zhao and Lu Dengfeng, were tied and sitting on the ground full of wood chips. When they saw Dali coming back, they looked up and then lowered their heads in fear.

Dali looks like all gangsters should have.

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a bald head and tattoos. On his bald head is a dragon head. The dragon tattoo extends to his neck and is submerged in his clothes. A green bead necklace hangs around his neck, with a gold Buddha pendant underneath. There are tattoos on the backs of his arms and hands.

He had a tangled beard, bulging muscles, a mouth studded with big gold teeth, and a ferocious and terrifying smile.

Dali raised his hand and rubbed the short and thick black beard on his chin, then walked towards Yang Zhao.