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This is a stress reaction. When you see that your enemy is not afraid of the knife, no matter whether you care or not, he wants to crush your companion's head, you have to give him a shot, right? After all, you have a gun in your hand.

So, the policeman fired a bullet and hit the old Joey in the forehead!

I have to say that this is an extremely stupid decision because as we all know, Old Joey is a very easy-to-talk person.

He asks you a question, then you just answer the question. Even if you want to kill him, you say you just want to say hello, but forgot that you still hold a knife in your hand, so you can't believe it.

Even if he doesn't believe it, you apologize and this matter will be over. After all, that guy named Jack is not in good health, is uneven in weight and does not like exercise. He is so thin that he has a layer of fat on his belly that Old Joey must have no intention of chopping him up, because he is not as good as the feed.

However, the policeman shot and shot Old Joey because of such a small matter as "the knife could not break the defense, and he pinched the person in the air with one hand, and pulled him up." That was his fault.

Old Joey shook his head and squeezed the bullet out of his eyebrows.

Everyone was stunned, and they all opened their mouths, even forgot to make a sound.

Old Joey looked at the crowd angrily, then turned to Ziliang: "Hey, these people are so annoying, can they be chopped up?"

Old Joey was very clever and asked Ziliang first. If these people are useful, it would be embarrassing, isn't it?

Ziliang waved his hand casually, which means - as you like.

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Joey pinched the man's head and took turns easily, as if he was a towel after taking a shower. The room was filled with the harsh sound of bone friction. It was estimated that the man's cervical spine was broken. Then Old Joey threw it away casually.

With a "bang", the man was directly hit on the wall of the villa and immediately smashed a big hole in the wall.

"You guys are so annoying." Old Joey said in a muffled voice, then took out a butcher knife from his waist and walked slowly towards the crowd.

"Devil! Devil ahhhh!" A shout broke out in the crowd. This scream awakened the scared crowd. Immediately, the 30 or so people made a nearly boiling posture, screaming and wanting to run out.

Oh, the policeman was still relying on his gun, shouting "Don't be afraid!" while shooting at Old Joey continuously, but the effect was useless except to make Old Joey even more upset.

Of course, there are also some brave and intelligent people among this group of people, such as two scheming guys. They knew at a glance that they would definitely be out of luck just by running. So they had a sudden idea and secretly touched the back of Ziliang and others with the howling of the crowd and gunshots, and then suddenly grabbed the little luoli standing beside them!

"Hahaha, stop!" They choked Shirley's neck tightly and forced her with a knife, shouting.

Old Joey and others were also stunned for a moment and all turned around.

"Hehe, you demon, if you don't want this little girl to have something to do, just put the knife down obediently!" a man said with a traitor.

I have to say that this is a good countermeasure. If you can't beat it head-on, quickly switch the target, capture the weakest unit of the enemy, and use it to threaten it. Among these people, that little girl is undoubtedly the weakest person. Tsk tsk, these two guys are probably applauding themselves in their hearts.

Quinn looked at the two of them and looked extremely entangled.

"Uh, if I were you, I'll let this little girl go and apologize." Quinn said sincerely.

"Let it go? Haha, stop joking. Now we are the ones who have the initiative." One person shouted: "Now, put down all your weapons, you guys, tie that fat man up, don't play tricks, or I will poke the little girl's face."

When the crowd saw this posture, they stopped running away and turned around. The policeman praised him with great qi, "Haha, you're doing a pretty job!"

Quinn shook, "Not beautiful at all." She wondered why she kindly reminded her that these people just didn't believe it.

Not finished speaking

"You said you want to poke my face?"

The man holding the knife was stunned, then lowered his head and saw the little luoli who had just reached his waist looking at him with a difficult-to-describe look.

However, he had not yet understood the meaning of this look.

"Hehe, don't worry, little boy, I won't poke your face. How can I bear such a beautiful face? Hehe, don't worry, uncle will play an interesting game with you in a while."

The man smiled, bared his mouth with Bluetooth, and the disgusting desire in his eyes was almost ticking out.

"puff"

The person next to him seemed to hear a light sound.

The man didn't react at all to what happened, his eyes still rested on Shirley's little face, but a hot stream of liquid seemed to splash on his shoulders.

The man turned his head subconsciously

Then, he saw this scene.

A tentacle made of flesh and blood pierced straight into the face of the person next to him, uh, it means literally. It poked in from the middle of the door like a steel bar, and then poked out from the back of the head. The face was still squirting red and white blood.

This scene was a scene that he could hardly imagine even if he was dreaming. What was even more scary was that the tentacles actually stretched out from behind the little luoli.

"You said, poke my face?" At this time, Shirley said unyieldingly: "Is it like this?"

With a "puff", another tentacle suddenly jumped out of the little girl's body and poked into the man's face again.

There was another stream of blood. Although the man must have died, it was probably a nerve reflex that made his body twitch in a coordinated manner.

"Or, poke like this? Or poke like this?!"

Shirley obviously didn't get angry. The tentacles rushed out one after another, thrusting back and forth, repeatedly in and out, almost shattering the man.

Everyone tried to make up for that scene. Anyway, the one living next to him had urinated.

In the end, even Quinn couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, that, I said Shirley, it's almost OK. After all, they're just talking about it, and they're not talking about you. If you want to poke it, aren't there still many people there?"
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