Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

"You are such a hentai, please let go of my legs so I can take off my boots."

The agent didn't hesitate at all and answered flatly.

"Ahem, I'm just kidding. You don't need to cater to me like this. You are welcome to join my team."

Mo Yin stood up with a smile and extended his hand to the agent.

"This is my honor. If you have any needs, please don't worry. As a maid, you should take good care of your master's health."

The agent performed an elegant skirt-lifting ceremony, but the four machine guns under his skirt made his whole body tense up.

"Ahem, cough, cough, can you please stop pointing your gun at us? I'm a little scared. This is a gas station. If there is a fire, we will all die."

Mo Yin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If this misfires... I'm afraid it won't be as easy as if Sideng misfired. The caliber of the machine gun equipped by the agent seems to be .50 caliber. This shot will kill him. One leg would probably have to be broken.

"I'm so rude, I shocked you."

After the agent finished speaking calmly, the muzzles of the four machine guns moved down and pointed at the ground against the perfect thighs in black stockings with suspenders.

Mo Yin stared at the agent's perfect thighs. The feeling of not being able to see Fatty in this absolute realm made him feel as anxious as a cat's claws scratching around.

"You seem dissatisfied with my etiquette. Is that okay?"

The agent expressionlessly raised her skirt to a higher position, and her sexy hollow black stockings immediately appeared in front of Mo Yin.

"No! Very bad, I'm fine!"

Mo Yin gave a thumbs up and praised from the bottom of his heart.

The agent let go of his skirt and stood elegantly in front of Mo Yin, ready to be called.

"Well, I'm curious how you aim these four guns?"

"My mental cloud map is based on the automatic aiming template. The muzzle can be micro-controlled through the exoskeleton. It uses .50 caliber bullets without reloading. The ammunition consumption will be directly deducted from your space, the owner. The daily refresh supply is 200 rounds. .”

"Oh oh..."

Moyin nodded. The fire suppression of this agent was absolutely terrifying. He could control four machine guns at a time. Unfortunately, the .50 ammunition was very expensive, costing 10 resource points per shot.

Although the 200 rounds of supplies that are refreshed every day seem to be a lot, when spread evenly among four guns, they cannot even reach the regular magazine of a machine gun.

If the fight really starts, it will probably be completed in less than a minute. It is usually better to try not to let the agent take action, otherwise the resource points may be lost like water.

Moyin decided to try his luck again, so he borrowed [-] resource points on credit to recruit Iron Blood.

And the consequences are already destined...Chopsticks +1.

"Ahem, each of you comes here with a tactical eyepiece and a chopstick headset control. You can usually use chopsticks for reconnaissance."

"Oh, by the way, each of you can take a humanoid contract to quickly repair it. If you are seriously injured, use it directly to restore it to its best condition."

Mo Yin took out seven quick fixes and placed them on the box of seven chopsticks.

All the tactical dolls obediently came over and took a portion, while the remaining chopsticks were taken back into the system space by Mo Yin.

As for Jie Bao, he stayed outside. After all, he would have to act with other survivors, and he could no longer conjure things or take things out of thin air.

Mortar units like the Jiebao have a huge deterrent effect against survivors.

After all, at this time, other survivors are basically still holding kitchen knives or steel drills to their death. He has medium and long-range firepower as well as ultra-long-range firepower. He will never suffer any loss when encountering survivors.

"Agent, since you are an elite humanoid in Iron-Blooded, can you establish the bombing coordinates of the Jiebao? I don't know much about the use of this automatic mortar."

Mo Yin asked.

"Of course, as long as you arrange a soldier ant unit to find out the coordinates of the place, you can order the Jiebao to carry out a bombing attack."

"Okay, then our artillery unit will be left to you from now on."

Mo Yin said with a smile.

"It's my pleasure."

The agent calmly performed the skirt-raising ceremony again.

"Oh oh oh! Iron-blooded high-level elite humanoid, na na, commander, can I take a photo with her? Okay, okay?"

MDR, who was holding a bag of potato chips and eating them, ran to the agent and looked around, then took out his mobile phone and approached the agent.

An afterimage flashed, and MDR was picked up by the agent by his neck.

"Zhaoyu, did I give you permission to take pictures? Don't approach me rashly."

"Agent, what do you want to do!"

HK416 immediately pulled out his Nepalese machete and assumed an attack stance.

All the Griffin dolls put down their oil guns and pulled out Nepalese machetes from their legs and surrounded the agent.

Although MDR usually likes to cause trouble, they will not watch her being bullied by iron-blooded agents as they are also Griffin humanoids.

"Just because you want to stop me?"

Facing a group of murderous Griffin figures, the agent said disdainfully.

"Wait, agent, she is also my companion, please put her down."

Looking at the struggling MDR, Moyin quickly spoke.

"Yes, since it is your order."

The agent let go of his hand without hesitation, and MDR immediately fell to the ground.

"Hey, what a scary guy. Miss MDR, I just want to take a photo. I won't give it to you if you don't want it. Why are you so cruel?"

MDR jumped up from the ground and patted the dust on his body carelessly.

Chapter 111 Yes! They are all your sisters-in-law!

Four days later.

The filled pickup truck and commercial vehicle were followed by a heavy mobile fuel truck and a small truck filled with various supplies back to Qi Guang's community.

After all, he calculated that his team now has 20 people, and the supplies placed on the back of a pickup truck will be gone in a few days.

So Merck brought in a truck directly from outside.

In addition, two soldier ants were also exploring the road ahead under the arrangement of Mo Yin. This was mainly done by the person sitting in the co-pilot to confirm whether there was a large zombie wave around.

After all, the size of the fleet has expanded, and it will take more time to turn around.

Once they hit a zombie wave, it might be too late for everyone to turn around.

Jiebao followed the pickup truck under the control of the agent.

Due to the previous incident in which the agent took action against MDR, Griffin's humanoid was a little uncomfortable with the agent, so the members in the pickup truck were replaced by Mo Yin, HK416, Bai Lingyu and the agent.

The current driver of the commercial vehicle has become Steng.

UMP45 found a motorcycle and went to the granary to notify Luo Tian and others to come for the round.

In the past four days, Moyin directly evacuated the entire gas station. He couldn't remember how many barrels of oil he had recycled into the system, but his resource points are now 100, and there are still more than [-] barrels in the system space. The oil is not recycled for emergency use.

This trip to the gas station made Moyin's team stronger. The biggest gain was naturally the agent who had strong firepower and could directly command the Iron-Blooded units.

It's a pity that except for the soldier ants and robbery leopards, I don't have any high-end iron-blooded combat power.

Although he wanted to draw a few more Iron-Blooded Summons, they had already been shipped and they would probably not be shipped for a while, so Mo Yin had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to draw.

............

"Oh my god, boss, how did you find such a bunch of beautiful beauties here? Are they all sisters-in-law? Can your body withstand it?"

After coming downstairs, Qi Guang looked at the wary women surrounding Mo Yin, his mouth opened wide enough to fit a duck egg in.

It's not like he hasn't seen beauties before. There are quite a lot of women in the gang like them, and their boss is often accompanied by several beauties.

However, this place around Mo Yin is simply a concentration camp of beauties. What’s even more frightening is that these beauties are armed with live ammunition and have obviously received good military training. Even if the black-haired maid next to Mo Yin is not equipped with weapons, Qi Guang’s instinct is to It feels like she is a more cruel existence than Mo Yin.

He felt like he was going to be crushed if he even looked at her.

"Well, they are all your sisters-in-law."

Mo Yin said proudly.

"Sir, sir!!! Don't talk nonsense, I, I, I, I'm not an adult yet! This is a crime! I want to call the pie team!! Oh, oh, oh, why did I bite my tongue again?"

M|99, who was full of tears, said aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, eat a piece of chocolate and don't cry."

Moyin took out a small piece of Dove chocolate wrapper and stuffed it into M|99's little cherry mouth, then reached out and touched M|99's little head.

"Don't, don't treat me like a child! Well, this is so sweet."

The originally aggressive M|99 gradually became softer as the Dove chocolate finally melted, and a soft hum of enjoyment came from the nose.

In the past few days, Qi Guang also bought a RV nearby, which could at least allow the injured Zhang Zheng to lie on the bed in the RV to recuperate.

After four days of rest, Zhang Zheng's gunshot wound had improved a lot, and his overall complexion was gradually recovering.

When he saw the small truck full of supplies, he nodded secretly. It seemed that the three of them had really gotten lucky this time and caught up with an extremely powerful boss.

However, when Mo Yin opened a wooden box and took out two Bayi sticks and a box of ammunition and handed them over, the expressions on the faces of Qi Guang and Zhang Zheng became a little wonderful.

"Damn it, there are so many guns. Boss, what are we afraid of? If the shuttle comes to the zombies, won't they fall to the ground?"

Qi Guang said excitedly.

"Idiot, all the zombies will come as soon as the gunshots are fired. Our convoy will be in danger if there are more than 100 zombies. Once the zombies' limbs are entangled in the wheels, our vehicles may be scrapped, at least if they are not cleaned up. It’s hard to move on with the wreckage.”

"No one is allowed to shoot without my order. Normally, you should use cold weapons to deal with stray living corpses. This gun is issued to you for use when breaking out of sieges or encountering enemy attacks."

Mo Yin glared at Qi Guang coldly, and Qi Guang, who was holding the Bayi Bar, suddenly became weak.

There was no surprise on Zhang Zheng's face, but his heart was filled with excitement.

The Black Dragon Gang didn't even have time to get arms and ammunition in the last days, but Mo Yin suddenly came to the door and actually took out a box of eight-one guns. Even the police chief probably couldn't get so many guys.

Fortunately, he knew very well that curiosity killed the cat, so he didn't plan to ask any more questions.

"Since you two are gangsters, you know the rules. Don't point your guns at your own people."

"Of course, of course, but I've never fired a rifle, so I don't know if I can hit the head."

Qi Guang said awkwardly.

"It's okay. When the time comes for a gunfight, all you need to do is provide fire suppression. Someone will be responsible for actually killing the opponent."

Mo Yin said with a smile.

"Boss, just keep smoking."

Qi Guang came over and smashed the bar in his mouth, and Mo Yin handed over the cigarette that Qi Guang had returned to him.

"This is enough for the two of you in two days. Then go to the convenience store and search for it yourself."

"Hey, boss, aren't you going to smoke?"

Qi Guang asked with a puzzled look on his face as he looked at the cigarette box that was full of cigarettes.

"Well, money is useless in this world now. If I really want to meet other teams, I will just exchange it for supplies. These cigarettes were originally the supplies I planned to use as currency reserves."

Mo Yin said calmly.

"Ah? Then we'd better take some money to satisfy our greed. You can keep the rest as currency, boss."

Qi Guang took out two cigarettes with some embarrassment. It would be okay if Mo Yin smoked, he just wanted some recreational products, but Mo Yin planned to trade cigarettes as currency, so he was embarrassed to ask for them. How could his little brother take them? Come and enjoy the big brother’s goods.

"Don't worry about it. Since you are my people, the things you use for entertainment will still satisfy you. I am not so poor that I want to cheat my subordinates."

Mo Yin waved his hand and pushed back the cigarette Qi Guang handed back.

"Thank you, boss. Don't worry, boss. Whether it's killing people or zombies, I will definitely be the first to take the lead."

Qi Guang happily walked to Zhang Zheng with a cigarette and lit one with Zhang Zheng.

"Boss, this thing can't be a mortar."

Zhang Zheng walked to Jie Bao with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at it carefully.

"Yeah, it's a mortar."

Mo Yin said calmly.