"Sir, you are a bit picky. In the words of our country, you just pick the bones in the eggs and find trouble. May I ask, which gun is perfect? ​​How much does Barret cost? How much does this one cost? Don't you compare it? Besides, weapons are tools for soldiers to kill enemies, second life, not first life, and killing enemies depends on personal ability in the end, not weapons. Your thinking is called the theory of winning only by weapons. On the battlefield, over-reliance on weapons will only die faster. Let's talk about this, is this the reason?" The beautiful receptionist turned his head dissatisfied and said coldly, full of gunpowder.

Luo Zheng, who was originally planning to leave, stopped and squeezed forward. The beautiful woman's righteous words made the black ghost look even more ugly. Seeing that there was still a lot of fun, people around him stopped leaving and started to make a fuss, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

"Fake!" Nigami scolded angrily, throwing the Type 95 assault rifle on the stall. The stuff on the stall suddenly dropped a lot on the ground. Nigami turned around and was about to leave. The beautiful receptionist was immediately dissatisfied and shouted: "Stop and pick up the things for me."

"You are looking for death." The black ghost suddenly stared at the beautiful receptionist with a pale face. A cold murderous aura broke out, like an angry beast, with a huge momentum covering the beautiful receptionist, full of gunpowder.

The beauty reception had never been on the battlefield, so she could not withstand this horrifying murderous aura and trembled all over, just like a sheep facing a tiger and wolf, weak and powerless, but she still stubbornly raised her head to look at the nigger, with unyielding face and no concessions. This scene caused the people around her to explode and make a fuss.

The black ghost felt a dull face, and took a step forward in shame. His majestic body was like a gorilla, his cold eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he looked at the beautiful receptionist coldly, and he had the intention of taking action after a disagreement. The beautiful receptionist could not bear the invisible pressure. When he was brave enough, he would cry out of grievance, but he still looked at the black ghost stubbornly, and his trembling body did not take a step back.

"Fake!" The black ghost was angry, feeling that his dignity had been provoked, and his face was lost. He cursed angrily, his eyes turned red, and he waved his palm-like slap at the beautiful woman's reception.

"Oh?" The people around him started to cheer with disdain. The dignified soldier actually used force to deal with a weak and beautiful woman. This behavior was too shameful and everyone started to drink.

Luo Zheng saw that the other party was going to take a ruthless move. Although he didn't do his best, he wouldn't be able to hit his compatriots. It would be fine if he didn't see it. He couldn't ignore it when he saw it. He slid up, his fist clenched, and his index finger was slightly convex, forming a cone shape. He suddenly attacked the Shenque point in the middle of the navel. It was like lightning and extremely fierce. This tough guy with a strong body like a calf has a very strong ability to resist strikes and must give his all.

"Pu!" Luo Zheng came first, and his fist hit the Shenque point hard. When the black ghost was angry, he was angry and angry. His thinking and senses lost their usual sharpness. He had only a beautiful reception in his eyes, and he was not wary of anyone who would attack. After being hit, he felt the intercostal nerves numb and the intestinal ducts were shaking. He was defeated in one breath and his body was a little unrestrained. He couldn't help but look at the attacker in panic. He was a yellow man who was a head shorter than himself.

Luo Zheng's body retreated after succeeding, and did not attack. This was not a field, so there was no need to fight life and death. He protected him in front of the beautiful reception. Seeing Lan Xue coming and protecting him next to the beautiful reception, he looked at the black ghost coldly and treated him solemnly. When the people around him saw the black ghost motionless, even the arms that suffocated him were stuck in the air, they were shocked and looked at Luo Zheng one after another, looking at him with curiosity.

"Fake, seeking death." The black ghost was strong and quickly recovered, and he burst into a cold sweat. The moment when his body failed just now, he was on the battlefield, enough to die several times. He shouted in anger, and was about to attack. Suddenly, a gunshot rushed over and a large group of peacekeeping troops.

The peacekeeping force is responsible for public security, and no one will have to conflict head-on. The black ghost put away his posture in anger, took a few steps back, stared at Luo Zheng with resentment, looking like he wanted to eat people. Luo Zheng sneered indifferently, looked at the beautiful receptionist and whispered: "I'll leave it to you later. Let's withdraw first, don't expose our identity."

The beautiful receptionist felt very kind when he heard the familiar voice, and squeezed out a little smile and said, "I didn't expect you to be your own people and the warriors of this game, right? Thank you for your actions." The eyes looking at Luo Zheng were full of gratitude.

"It should be." Luo Zheng said casually. Seeing that the people from the peacekeeping force had arrived, he exchanged glances with Lan Xue and flashed into the crowd skillfully. Seeing that there was no big news, the peacekeeping force asked the beautiful receptionist a few words. The beautiful receptionist thought of Luo Zheng's advice and did not want to cause unnecessary trouble to Luo Zheng and others. He whispered a few words. It was nothing big. When the peacekeeping force saw that the parties involved did not accuse them, he would settle the matter.

"Your acupoint-punching skills are becoming more and more proficient." Lan Xue whispered in the crowd.

"I didn't expect that guy to recover so quickly. It seems that he has to use all his strength to deal with these niggers in the future. By the way, what should we do next?" Luo Zheng said softly, his eyes wandering around, constantly searching, remembering the surrounding terrain and the layout of the camp in his heart.

As a hunter, you must be familiar with the surrounding terrain at any time, which can prevent sneak attacks and retreat in time. As a soldier, you should be more familiar with the terrain you are in. This is a habit and a basic requirement for survival. Lan Xue saw a group of people coming towards her and knew that there was something wrong. She raised her eyebrows and did not move, but looked at the person who came coldly.

Luo Zheng also saw the person coming, his face changed, and he had an iron nail on his hand. The silver needle was too light and there was not enough training time, so he could not fully play a role. Luo Zheng brought a lot of iron nails this time, each with a little finger long. He had been specially processed by comrades who were in charge of equipment before coming, which was hard and sharp, and could shoot through the door panel. If the other party dared to cause trouble, Luo Zheng would not mind killing him.

"Oh, beauty?" The person who came came came with ambiguous smile on his face. Everyone around him agreed, and his eyes looked at Lan Xue were full of greed. However, Luo Zheng keenly found that there was a hint of caution hidden in the greedy eyes of these people. He knew that they were deliberately looking for trouble, so he took a step forward and stood in front of Lan Xue and took it seriously.

"Oh, a flower protector is here, brothers, what do you think you should do?" The leader sneered arrogantly, and a faint murderous aura erupted from his tall body.

Luo Zheng's body retreated after succeeding, and did not attack. This was not a field, so there was no need to fight life and death. He protected him in front of the beautiful reception. Seeing Lan Xue coming and protecting him next to the beautiful reception, he looked at the black ghost coldly and treated him solemnly. When the people around him saw the black ghost motionless, even the arms that suffocated him were stuck in the air, they were shocked and looked at Luo Zheng one after another, looking at him with curiosity.

"Fake, seeking death." The black ghost was strong and quickly recovered, and he burst into a cold sweat. The moment when his body failed just now, he was on the battlefield, enough to die several times. He shouted in anger, and was about to attack. Suddenly, a gunshot rushed over and a large group of peacekeeping troops.

The peacekeeping force is responsible for public security, and no one will have to conflict head-on. The black ghost put away his posture in anger, took a few steps back, stared at Luo Zheng with resentment, looking like he wanted to eat people. Luo Zheng sneered indifferently, looked at the beautiful receptionist and whispered: "I'll leave it to you later. Let's withdraw first, don't expose our identity."

The beautiful receptionist felt very kind when he heard the familiar voice, and squeezed out a little smile and said, "I didn't expect you to be your own people and the warriors of this game, right? Thank you for your actions." The eyes looking at Luo Zheng were full of gratitude.

"It should be." Luo Zheng said casually. Seeing that the people from the peacekeeping force had arrived, he exchanged glances with Lan Xue and flashed into the crowd skillfully. Seeing that there was no big news, the peacekeeping force asked the beautiful receptionist a few words. The beautiful receptionist thought of Luo Zheng's advice and did not want to cause unnecessary trouble to Luo Zheng and others. He whispered a few words. It was nothing big. When the peacekeeping force saw that the parties involved did not accuse them, he would settle the matter.

"Your acupoint-punching skills are becoming more and more proficient." Lan Xue whispered in the crowd.

"I didn't expect that guy to recover so quickly. It seems that he has to use all his strength to deal with these niggers in the future. By the way, what should we do next?" Luo Zheng said softly, his eyes wandering around, constantly searching, remembering the surrounding terrain and the layout of the camp in his heart.

As a hunter, you must be familiar with the surrounding terrain at any time, which can prevent sneak attacks and retreat in time. As a soldier, you should be more familiar with the terrain you are in. This is a habit and a basic requirement for survival. Lan Xue saw a group of people coming towards her and knew that there was something wrong. She raised her eyebrows and did not move, but looked at the person who came coldly.

Luo Zheng also saw the person coming, his face changed, and he had an iron nail on his hand. The silver needle was too light and there was not enough training time, so he could not fully play a role. Luo Zheng brought a lot of iron nails this time, each with a little finger long. He had been specially processed by comrades who were in charge of equipment before coming, which was hard and sharp, and could shoot through the door panel. If the other party dared to cause trouble, Luo Zheng would not mind killing him.

"Oh, beauty?" The person who came came came with ambiguous smile on his face. Everyone around him agreed, and his eyes looked at Lan Xue were full of greed. However, Luo Zheng keenly found that there was a hint of caution hidden in the greedy eyes of these people. He knew that they were deliberately looking for trouble, so he took a step forward and stood in front of Lan Xue and took it seriously.

"Oh, a flower protector is here, brothers, what do you think you should do?" The leader sneered arrogantly, and a faint murderous aura erupted from his tall body.

Luo Zheng was shocked. Those who could control his momentum were not firm and curious. When we met for the first time, we had no grudges. Why did we have murderous aura? There was something strange, Lan Xue beside him whispered: "The person who came is not kind."
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