Reloaded Wasteland

Is there a situation? ! Sure enough, something was hiding from me.

Luo Fei held Ling Fei's shoulders and moved her away from him, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked directly at her with slightly innocent eyes.

"It was Xihuai who instigated me." Without hesitation, Ling Fei shook out all the things Xihuai asked her to do.

"Huh? There are rat people?" Luo Fei clutched his head, "Have you let them all go out to develop power? Enough..."

Knowing that there is another rat man, Luo Fei suddenly had a headache. This was going against the heavens. If it hadn't been for this sudden encounter with Tiger Hunting, he still didn't know how long he would be kept away from it.

Maybe one day when he wakes up from bed, he will be surrounded by troops of unknown origin.

Thinking of this, Luo Fei opened his mouth and scolded, "Xi Huai, what did you do with my back?"

Several small metal boxes popped up on the metal wall, and the melodious small tunes immediately reminded of them.

And it's a very tactful and bleak tune in the orphanage.

The original intention was: "Go ahead in the cold wind, run in the heat, and never stop in the irresistible hardship, because you have nothing to rely on but nothing..."

This song is very familiar to Luo Fei. After all, he sang it for many years, and he gradually forgot it until he left the orphanage.

But then in the future life, the melody of the song becomes clearer and clearer, and it is more like a portrayal of life.

Xi Huai didn't speak up, and first played a piece of miserable music, in order to win sympathy.

This trick is definitely useless for Luo Fei.

He opened his mouth to reprimand, but saw Siqing leaning on the metal wall, her face wandering miserably, her little white hands pressed against the wall, and slowly sliding, "What a sad music, what a bleak life experience, just exactly the same as mine. ."

What is the same as you, that is clearly a portrayal of my life.

Luo Fei hadn't come to complain, Huimeng and Lingfei lowered their heads and sobbed gently, wiping their tears with both hands.

What's the situation? What are you wronged for?

Just when Luo Fei was at a loss, Mengxi also joined the big party. He raised his face at a 45-degree angle, and a drop of tears slowly slipped from the corner of his eyes, which was cool and refreshing.

I'm a mother...

How can this be tried? Luo Fei clutched his head and muttered: "I have been too tired recently and haven't had a good night's sleep. I will go up and sleep for a while."

Luo Fei decided that it was better to go first in the current situation where many people were crying.

Otherwise, if the atmosphere gets up, tears can drown Luo Fei.

However, Si Qing sighed behind her, squeezed her hands against the wall, and blocked Luo Fei's path in a large font.

Yes, I can't go if I want to go.

Luo Fei scowled and stared at her, without speaking, staring all the time, staring to the end.

Siqing was not to be outdone, her eyes widened, staring, staring...

Who is afraid of...

Whoever moves first loses first.

In this small metal corridor, Luo Fei and Si Qing's eyes widened. Behind them are the crying three women. Xihuai's tone is still very suitable.

Tian A and the others, who heard the movement on the stairs, just came out, and quietly retreated when they saw this scene.

It's all housework.

...

Night fell.

A silver moon lit up in the sky, and a black figure wandered away from the moon again.

In the Black Mouse Mercenary Corps resident, in one of the heavy-duty trucks, a heavy-duty tiger hunter was sitting on a wide chair, and a restrained young mercenary was sitting on the opposite panel bench.

"You didn't kill your uncle." On the spot, Tiger Hunt rehabilitated him.

After getting approval, Shangsa looked excited.

Tiger Hunt continued to analyze, "Your uncle was suddenly approached by someone, covered in his mouth and nose, and killed him with the last knife."

"I looked at his wound. It was similar to those of the cloaked men in the morning. They should have killed it."

"What, they are the murderers?" Shangsa stood up excitedly, with a lot of resentment on his face.

"I'm going to kill them now and avenge my uncle."

He was about to turn around and go out. Tiger Hunt sat motionless, but stopped him on the spot.

"Wait, I'll go and ask for instructions first."

Before he could react, Tiger Hunt stood up and walked outside.

I'm a little puzzled on Saskatchewan, why should I ask for instructions? Aren't there grievances and grievances?

Also ask for instructions? Who can I ask? The prince?

Shangsa hurriedly stood up and stopped in front of Tiger Hunting. His uncle's death and Tiger Hunting's inaction made him extremely emotional.

The voice became louder unconsciously, "If you don't want to avenge my uncle, then I will avenge myself."

Shangsa was still young, young and energetic, and was about to leave after he finished speaking. Just after taking a half step, a palm suddenly rested on his shoulder.

Shangsa looked back, but saw a cloud of black inflammation on his palm.

He was about to yell when he grew up, but Hei Yan wrapped his whole person first.

The flames penetrated into his body like a snake, into the skin and into the bones, burning him screaming miserably.

However, he opened his mouth in the flames, but he didn't make a sound, his face was twisted, but his body couldn't move.

It didn't take long before the flames on Shangsa disappeared into his body, but what appeared before Tiger Hunt was a distorted figure.

It seemed to lose all the water after being baked, the body was dry and dark, and it made a sound like a dead wood.

After his body was extremely thin, Shangsa looked like a drained skeleton, his eyes were hollow and the bridge of his nose collapsed.

The head also shrank to half its original size.

"Go to the foreign ministry to report."

As the tiger snorted, the monster in front of him walked towards the rear of the carriage.

Looking at its figure, Huxie said coldly: "I don't need you to teach me."

Then he lowered his head and whispered, "They should not be under the prince, but I still want to ask."

Walking out of the gate wearing heavy armor, Tiger Hunter was about to go to Lucky Number, casually glanced into the distance.

Under the moonlight, people with black outlines are leaping into the resident, and a few black feathers can be vaguely seen behind them.

Because of being transformed by ghost qi, it has a strong response to the yin and yang qi emitted by the human body.

They came behind the patrol team, silently, while the patrolling mercenaries moved along the barbed wire, talking and laughing.

"Hey, our team leader is too brutal, and Brother Xue has died a bit wronged."

A mercenary was full of dissatisfaction with what the tiger hunted in the morning.

But another mercenary had a different idea and retorted:

"Brother Xue is not that good. He often bullies us. This time I was killed by the team leader, which is pretty good."

"Hey, how do you talk... Brother Xue is our comrade-in-arms..." The mercenary who had just started talking was anxious, and reached out to grab the collar of the other mercenary.

"Hey, take a look, he is going to hit me."

The mercenary who was beaten turned his face to look for help, with a smile on his face. After all, it was just a slapstick. How could the living fight for the dead.

It didn't matter to look at it, but all the patrolling mercenaries following him were lying on the ground, and blood was flowing from their necks.

But there was no one around them. At this moment, what they thought in their heads was, see the undead?

Without making them more suspicious, three feathers faintly appeared before their eyes in the dark night.

Before they had any reaction, two sharp blades were cut to their necks.

The eyes of the two of them suddenly widened, and they were about to die. At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the distance.

The bullet passed between the two eyes and hit one of the clearings.

The place where there was no one suddenly seemed to be broken, the light and shadow were distorted, and the black armored soldier flew out under the impact of the bullet.

"No.3, what's wrong with you?" No.1 and No.2 still didn't stop, two sharp blades flashed past, and the two mercenaries did not escape the pursuit of death and stepped in the footsteps of others.

After doing all this, No.1 turned around and glanced in surprise, "Why are you flying?"

Number Two retracted the blade, quickly crawled on the ground, and reminded: "He was hit. Someone can see us."

At this time, No. 3 was already lying on the ground, looking at the place where he was hit, a finger-length copper bullet passed through his outer robe and was inlaid on the armor inside.

It turned out to be a sniper bullet, and it must be a sniper who found him.

Realizing that the black feathers on his back are at work. Although it is difficult for ordinary people to see the black feathers in the dark, it is still possible to be found under the detection of snipers.

He immediately raised his head and looked into the distance, just in time to see Tiger Hunter pointing at them with a sniper rifle.

No. 3 was frightened on the spot, "It's too arrogant, and I didn't even hide it. This simply doesn't put us in the eye."

Number One and the others also saw Tiger Hunting, and wanted to go up and have a break with him, but at this time, the black mouse mercenary who heard the gunshot came out of the garrison.

The searchlights on the roof of the car were also turned on at this time, and the black feathers on their backs were immediately exposed, and a bullet shot at them, clinking on their armor.

Realizing that they couldn't do anything, the three of them waved their right arms together. There were countless short black feathers growing on their right arms at an appropriate time. With the shaking, they flew forward like arrows from the string.

The dozen or so mercenaries who rushed to the front were recruited on the spot, all covered with black feathers, and a stream of blood shot out from the tail of the feathers and turned into a human-shaped fountain.

The remaining mercenaries hurriedly searched for shelters to avoid. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the No. 1 trio bent over slightly and made a starting posture.

On their ankles, two small wings grew rapidly, controlling the wings to flap quickly, and the three of them disappeared into the sight of the black mouse mercenaries like arrows.

Although he couldn't catch up, his attitude had to be straightened, and the mercenaries sent out hurried to catch up.

Soon, 200 members of the Black Rat Mercenary Corps disappeared from Tiger Hunt's eyes.

Tiger Hunt felt something was wrong, "Why are you all gone? Don't leave me a follower."

With a faint smile, he walked to Lucky, he wanted to report the behavior of the three cloaked men and asked Luo Fei's opinion.

And he just arrived in front of the car door, he turned abruptly, under the dark night, outside the barbed wire, the breeze was blowing, and many figures slowly appeared, one of which was 4 meters high.

"Mecha?!" Tiger Hunt's expression was solemn, and it was a bit tricky to come to the enemy.

The frog-shaped mech stepped heavily on the silk net, and a flash of electric light illuminates the unscrupulous faces of those mercenaries.

Especially the blond-haired Kumamoto, standing behind the armed mecha, he arrogantly said to the tiger as he walked:

"Hey, are you the leader of the Black Rat Mercenary Corps? I heard that you are good, but it seems that your brain is not working well."

"Black Bear Mercenary Group?" Tiger Hunt narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ten meters away from the tiger hunting, Kumamoto stopped, stuck his waist in his mouth, and raised his mouth wantonly. "Give you a chance to live. As long as you become a dog at my feet, I can let you live safely. "

Tiger Hunting put his right hand on the back of his waist with a knife, and his left hand on his waist with a pistol, "You are very arrogant, and arrogant people will not end well."

"That's because we have arrogant capital." Kumamoto looked around, "Look, your people have been led away, and now you are the only one left. If you don't want to suffer, you can quickly kneel down and climb in front of me and ask for my forgiveness. ."

Tiger Hunt did not move, slowly drew out the gun and waist knife, glanced at the more than 50 people in front of him, and sneered:

"With your words, your life will stay here forever."

"Ah."

The situation in front of him is very obvious, Kumamoto said casually: "Who killed him, bounties 1,000 coins."

Hearing that there is money to take, the mercenary behind Kumamoto's eyes suddenly shined, drew out guns and melee weapons and rushed up.

Tiger Hunt fired several shots. His pistol was extremely powerful. The mercenaries that were hit flew up on the spot, and a big hole appeared in each of them.

The bullets fired from the mercenary guns naturally fell on Tiger Hunting, but he had a lot of armor pieces and his defense was very strong.

His body was blazing, and the shrapnel was deformed piece by piece, but there were still several layers inside.

Because the distance between the two sides was too close, the two sides began to fight hand-to-hand without firing a few shots.

All kinds of weapons fell on the inevitable tiger hunter, and were stopped on layers of iron sheets, leaving traces.

Tiger Hunt swiped the waist knife backhand in his hand. The waist knife in his hand was of an electric chain type. When the button was pressed, the serrations on the blade quickly turned, and its power doubled.

With a light wave, the mercenary weapon that rushed was not only broken, but also cut in half.

The leather armor, iron armor, and even the assembled armor on their bodies were easily cut open like paper.

Tiger Hunt walked into the crowd and strode forward. None of the mercenaries standing in front of him were his opponents.

It's as easy as a tiger enters the flock.

He quickly pierced through the mercenary and stood in front of Kumamoto. Behind him, there were dead bodies everywhere, and very few people could stand.

Bang...

Kumamoto didn't care about the death of his subordinates. Instead, he admired the tiger hunting skill greatly. He clapped his palms and said with satisfaction:

"It was my fault just now. I didn't expect your strength to be so strong. If ordinary people wore so much armor on you, they would have been unable to move, but you can still move freely. This makes me like you very much."

Kumamoto opened his hands and made a welcome letter, "Join our black bear mercenary group, you will find that after joining us, you will see a wider sky."

This time, Kumamoto's attitude was more sincere, but Tiger Hunt didn't appreciate it at all, so he held his sword high and cut it down at his head.

"Get away, I'll come." Kumamoto pulled away the frog-shaped mecha he wanted to shoot, stood out from behind it, proudly on his face, pursed his lips, and said relaxedly: "Kiss of Petrochemical."

The bright red lip pattern flew out, extremely fast, and landed on the armor of Tiger Hunting in a blink of an eye.

After the attack was successful, Kumamoto smiled confidently: "You are dead. There is only one dead end for those who have been kissed by my petrochemicals."

Then he shook his head regretfully, "However, it's a pity."

The tiger hunting figure paused, the energy in the lip lines spread rapidly, and the gray-white instantly covered his whole body.

It looks like a sculpture of a warrior about to hack.