Chapter 292

"The Tian family is less free in the month, and the people in May are very busy.

At night, the south wind rises, and the wheat turns yellow.

...

The feet are steamed and rustic, and the back is scorching hot.

Do your best not to know the heat, but unfortunately the summer is long.

 …”

This song "Viewing the Harvesting of Wheat" by Bai Juyi was originally a description of the hard and miserable life of farmers harvesting wheat in the hot summer.

But at this time, it was used by Wen Zilong to describe the people who harvested these CWCs and the lives of dark water mercenaries.

This is indeed the case.

He jumped into the crowd of more than 150 people.

Just like a reaper, it reaps people's lives.

The two mercenaries on the left raised their guns to shoot him.

He flicked his tail.

clack clack-

When the two people flew out more than 20 meters, the ribs on their chests were broken.

A few mercenaries on the right want to escape.

Wen Zilong shook his head and knocked these people into the river.

You know, the river here is turbulent, and if it falls, there is almost a 90% mortality rate.

Same with Zaire Ebola.

As for those CWC staff, in front of Wen Zilong, it was like mud kneading paper.

Constantly being harvested by Wen Zilong.

"Oh God, save me!"

"My God, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Damn, run away!"

These guys kept screaming and dodging everywhere.

In Wen Zilong's heart, there is no mercy.

Now that you know you have escaped?

How did you treat the guide's family just now?

Especially the white-headed devil.

In Wen Zilong's view, this guy is the culprit.

He must die!

While harvesting these human lives, he walked towards the white-headed devil.

The bullets around him kept flying towards him.

But hitting him was like hitting an iron plate.

Sparks kept burning through him.

When he came to the guide, he held his collar in his teeth.

Then he slammed it, throwing it more than 20 meters away, and let him leave the battlefield.

The guide was stunned for a moment, then quickly fled in the direction of the clan.

The Wagnians were surprised and delighted when they saw the guide coming back.

Surprisingly, the crocodile that suddenly appeared started a mad slaughter on those foreigners.

So will they also be massacred?

The good news is that the guide is back.

They might as well take advantage of the chaos to cross the river and leave here.

On the rushing river bank, there is a wooden bridge that is only more than two meters wide.

The patriarch hurriedly ordered everyone:

"Cross the bridge, everyone will cross the bridge immediately!"

So the five hundred people hurriedly walked from the bridge to the other side of the river.

After crossing the bridge, everyone looked back.

I saw that more than 150 foreigners had been slaughtered by nearly half.

The patriarch was startled, and ordered the clan:

"Burn the bridge, burn it quickly!"

Of course, burning the bridge was not to stop the terrifying giant crocodile.

The giant crocodile can dive, and even burning the bridge won't stop it.

They are just to stop these aliens.

As long as the bridge is burned, it will be difficult for them to come over in a short time.

That way the Wagnians could take the opportunity to escape.

Soon, a fire broke out on the bridge.

Some mercenaries wanted to imitate the Wagnes and escaped from the bridge.

But when they had just escaped halfway, when they saw the fire on the opposite side, their expressions changed drastically.

There is a fire in front, and a terrifying giant crocodile on the shore behind;

Below is a turbulent river that is basically GG as long as it falls.

At this time, they have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Wen Zilong rushed to the bridge and easily killed these people.

Returning to shore, the slaughter continued.

But at this moment, the white-haired devil has come to the military vehicle.

He took out a bazooka directly from the trunk of the car.

Then he aimed at Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong was about to rise up when he suddenly felt bad.

When he turned his head, he saw that the white-headed devil was facing himself with a bazooka on his back.

He instinctively wanted to avoid it.

And he also has a golden bell hood to defend against this rocket attack.

But after hesitating for a while, he dismissed these thoughts.

Haven't you always wanted to be cut in two?

But because of the pain, I couldn't make up my mind.

Isn't this just an opportunity now?

But if he really broke into two pieces, he would not be able to move for at least seven or eight hours.

He didn't believe that the white-headed devil would let his two body parts stand there like the previous CWC employees.

So you have to find the right angle and pose.

Not only do they have to let him smash himself into two pieces, but also let him quickly disappear from their sight after breaking into two pieces.

Wen Zilong's heart moved slightly, and an idea came to his mind.

As he continued to slaughter a few people, he moved closer to the river bank.

A step to the right is the river bank.

At the same time, keep your body parallel to the river bank.

This makes it easier for the rocket to hit your waist.

While posing, he said:

"Wait a minute, the angle is a little off. I'll move it a little bit more."

After confirming that the poses were all set, he smiled and blinked at the white-headed devil with his left eye:

"Shoot me!"

Seeing this guy being so arrogant, the white-headed devil roared, "Give me death!"

The right hand pulled the trigger.

call out--

The rocket, like a broom star, flew towards Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong looked at the broom star getting closer and closer, and suddenly regretted it.

Being blown into two pieces, it hurts!

"Wait wait, I regret it, I regret it..."

boom--

Rockets do not accept any rebuttals.

A loud bang drowned out Wen Zilong's screams.

The fire soared into the sky, and Wen Zilong was directly blown into two sections.

Under the impact of the shock wave, it flew towards the river.

thump thump-

These two bodies fell directly into the river, splashing waves more than five meters high.

Wen Zilong's body was quickly engulfed by the river water.

The severe pain from the fracture made Wen Zilong quickly faint.

Before fainting, he watched the river roaring like a beast that swallowed him.

In my mind, a vast and magnificent singing sounded for no reason:

The billowing Yangtze River is full of water, and the waves wash away the heroes...

On the bank of the river, the white-headed devil saw Wen Zilong being blown into two pieces with his own eyes, and he was slightly overjoyed.

A mercenary next to him also happily said:

"The devil is finally dead!"

"It's been blown into two sections, it's no wonder if you don't die!"

"Damn, killing so many of us, it's too cheap to die once!"

"This guy is simply a devil, killing is like reaping!"

Looking at the scattered corpses around, the mercenaries said one after another.

"But fortunately this guy is dead, otherwise I don't know how many people will die."

The white-headed devil was also slightly relieved.

That guy was finally killed.

But what made the white-headed devil a little uneasy was that the giant crocodile seemed to give up resistance before dying.

And it seemed like he was posing for a rocket.

The most important thing is that it blinked one eye to itself - it seemed to have a lot of meaning.