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324. Why use your mouth when you can solve things with a gun?(1/2)

Super depressed!

Only after working so hard can I get a c!

However, the system began to pretend to be dead again. Obviously, I didn't want to explain. It was clear that you had to accept it even if you didn't accept it.

Take a deep breath!

calm!

No big deal!

If you can't get it, you can't get it. Who cares...

But he immediately collapsed again. That was three sets of avant-2!

A-level and C-level scores are different, there are two Japanese aircraft in the middle! It’s just a fake if you say it’s not rare! How much does two aircraft cost? There are two pilots!

The key is that this is not a question of whether the money is not worth it. It is to make the Japanese plane come and go!

However, the system is always pretending to be dead.

Pretending to be dead means not explaining. But the facts will not change.

There was no choice but to immediately exchange a set of avant-2 self-defense.

Looking at the Avant-2 who appeared in the temporary warehouse, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

OK, now I feel a little safe.

If a Japanese plane arrived at this time, at least one could be killed!

Returning to the middle section of the canyon, the sacrificed soldiers of the National Army were buried.

As for the corpse of the Japanese, of course it is a wilderness of corpses! This is how the invaders ended up!

"Let's go!"

Return to the original route with the second tube.

At this time, the sky gradually fades away and the night is coming again.

Winter is troublesome, and the daytime feels short. Time is never enough. But it is very long and very cold at night.

Suddenly, the miniature map showed that someone entered again. About one hundred, thirty or forty people.

Yang Yue frowned secretly.

Is it the bandits who are acting again?

What exactly are they going to do?

Make a gesture to Ertong and lurk quietly.

Not long after, the more than a hundred people came into Yang Yue's sight. They were the bandits who burned the clouds.

The old and ugly female bandit was still the leader.

Um...

It's really ugly!

I don't want to take a look at it, for fear that I will vomit.

The difference is that this time, they seemed to have captured twenty or thirty ordinary people? They all seemed to be young people?

The bandits tied them up with ropes and forced them to rush their way.

What to do? Is it to catch the strong men?

It's possible...

It is the usual method of bandits to capture some of the people and force them to join their own ranks.

After these ordinary young people were caught in a counterfeit village, they often had to kill one or two people. From then on, they were burdened with blood debts and had to work with bandits. Some of them gradually became real bandits. They burned, killed, looted, and did everything. In the end, they were extremely guilty. They were either beaten to death or were sentenced to death after being caught. In the end, there were almost no one who could still maintain their innocence.

It seems like Jiuyan Mountain. Relatively speaking, there are very few bandits with relatively innocent wealth. If it weren't for this, Yang Yue wouldn't let them go again and again. If the people from Jiuyan Mountain were full of blood debts, they would have died all in Qincheng. Zhao Gang wouldn't help them force the Jinsui army away.

Suddenly he frowned.

But I saw a man wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform.

He was tied up by the Japanese, placed on the horse's back, and followed the large army to act. He hadn't seen it just now.

Damn it!

The bandits actually captured the Eighth Route Army?

No way?

What is this to do?

Is it going to make a big deal?

So arrogant...

"Bang!"

It's a shot to the sky without thinking.

Hearing the gunshots, the bandits who were burning in the clouds immediately felt as if they were facing a great enemy and hurriedly raised their guns to be on guard.

Bang!

Bang!

Yang Yue shot two more times.

This is a warning. Tell everyone present that I, Yang Yue, have arrived. All of them have stood up for me.

In the horror of the bandits, Yang Yue stood up with great strides.

"Eighth Route Army!?"

"It's the Eighth Route Army!"

All the bandits burning clouds saw it.

Yang Yue was the only one, wearing the Eighth Route Army uniform, alone.

Ertong quietly shrank into the grass and aimed at it with a gun, but the bandits didn't see it. He was too thin and too inconspicuous.

"Who?"

"do what?"

The bandit walking in the front suddenly raised its gun.

They found that Yang Yue had only one person and were not afraid at all. They just wanted to shoot him and kill him immediately.

Yang Yue raised his hand.

Bang!

When the bandit was shot in the middle of his forehead, he fell down on his back.

Haha, want to be faster than a gun?

Come on!

Let's see who we have faster guns.

Another gangster also tried to raise a gun.

Bang!

Yang Yue raised his hand and shot again.

The bullet hit the other party's forehead directly, and the bandit's brain was shot out.

What's wrong?

Do you really want to compete?

OK!

Come on!

I'm in a bad mood!

The system is pretending to be dead, I have no choice. But it is a piece of cake to deal with you.

No matter how fierce you are, you are a vicious person!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three shots were shot in a row, killing the three bandits.

All the bandits were shot in the middle of their eyebrows. Sorry, they had obsessive-compulsive disorder again. It felt uncomfortable not to hit the eyebrows.

What?
To be continued...
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