He heard a loud "bang!" and Mo Jiacheng fell to the ground and could no longer get up. He lay on the ground, spinning with blood, his nose, eyes, ears, and everywhere. Wang Yue lifted his stick. Under the sun, he looked at Mo Jiacheng, "I just said something that my brother was wrong. If it weren't for the tiger falling into the sun and being bullied by a dog, you can't be considered a dog."

After saying that, Wang Yue held up a stick and four or five sticks for Mo Jiacheng on the ground, "bang, bang, bang, bang" in a row. Mo Jiacheng had stopped talking, his face had been twisted and deformed. Wang Yue held up the stick like he was making dumplings and chopping stuffing, and "bang, bang" in two sticks at the people on the ground. Mo Jiacheng had no movement and lay on the ground. Wang Yue didn't say a word, but got up at Mo Jiacheng, and said, "It's a grass-mud horse!" and greeted him again.

The stick was really solid. When he heard a "click", the baseball stick in his hand turned into two halves. Mo Jiacheng was no longer moving. He lay on the ground like a dead pig, motionless. The part above his neck had been deformed by Wang Yue. Wang Yue saw that the stick in his hand was broken. He threw the stick aside. He turned around and passed by the other side. There were more than ten people on one side. These more than ten people looked like they were not locals. They were tall and burly. They looked about twenty people together. They were holding very advanced weapons in their hands, and they had already turned the people around.

After controlling it, Wang Yue walked to the side of the car, started one of the cars, called Mo Jiacheng's body there and pressed it up with a "buzzing" sound, then poured it back with a "buzzing" sound. He chased it back and forth for more than a dozen times. He parked the car outside and took out a can of gasoline from the trunk. He sprinkled it on Mo Jiacheng's body with gasoline. Soon, he squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette for himself. He took a few sips of cigarettes, then smiled, turned around and walked over to Jiang Yuwei there. He threw the cigarette behind him and said "buzzing", and the fire behind him started to burn.

When Wang Yue walked to Jiang Yuwei, a violent explosion sounded, and the car over there was also blown away. Wang Yue's face still had some unhealthy scars. He looked at Jiang Yuwei lying on the ground and smiled, "I just said I am a lucky general. I bet that the second person in the primeval forest, except for me, Wang Yue, would definitely not be able to get through and walk on the ground."

"That person in Uganda is quite good. At the beginning, the group of people almost killed me directly and did not give me a chance to see Uganda. It was my life or your shoulder stamp played a role. For some reason, the shoulder stamp fell into Uganda's hands, and then I was rescued. Uganda is also very righteous. They have a place to sneak into the country and bypass the border. He picked more than 20 people for me and came with me. He said, no matter whether you live or die, you must bring you back. He asked me to convey a word to you for him." Wang Yue smiled and said, "It's your home."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" Jiang Yuwei suddenly burst into laughter. He raised his fist and punched Wang Yue in the face. "Damn it, speak well for me, shut up if you can't speak."

"Hahaha" Wang Yue also laughed, "I didn't expect that my brother Jiang can cover me from everywhere, haha."

His mood was obviously good. Soon, the two of them stood up and looked around. There were more than 30 people around him. More than 20 were their own, and more than 10 were chasing Jiang Yuwei. Wang Yue didn't have so many concerns. He pulled Jiang Yuwei and pulled Jiang Yuwei up. When he was about to speak, Jiang Yuwei grabbed his wrist and shook his head at him.

Wang Yue and Jiang Yuwei are old brothers for many years. When Jiang Yuwei shook his head, he knew what Jiang Yuwei meant. Wang Yue sighed and didn't speak, but followed Jiang Yuwei. Soon, Jiang Yuwei walked to the side of the group of prisoners. He looked at the captured people and patted his chest. "I, Jiang Yuwei, have been a human being in this life, and are upright and upright. You are all soldiers of our country. I don't want to hurt you, you can go."

The soldiers next to them were obviously unbelievable, and everyone looked at Jiang Yuwei in shock.

"There is nothing good to look at. Let you go, just leave. If you want to continue chasing me, come on."

Jiang Yuwei's voice was not loud. He walked to one of the soldiers and sorted out his neck for him. "You are all good." His words were not loud, but they were full of sincerity. "I am willing to continue chasing me, come on."

After saying that, Jiang Yuwei hugged Wang Yue's shoulder and walked forward step by step with Wang Yue "You can't grow taller?"

"Why didn't you let someone beat you to death just now? It would be nice to smash your broken mouth. I'm really not good enough. I'd known I would have come later."

"Hahahaha" The laughter of the two brothers came out again, and more than 20 Burmese soldiers around them also began to retreat slowly...

In BS City, it was late at night. Wang Long was lying in the room, holding his cell phone, thinking about whether to call Wang Ci. At this time, the door outside the room was opened directly. You must know that Wang Long's door was locked and could not be opened even if there was a key. However, when it was opened at this time, it could only explain one problem, that is, the dog was coming.

After the dog entered the room, he walked to the side of Wang Long and pulled Wang Long, "Brother Long, I've found a girlfriend."

When Wang Long heard this, he turned around and looked at the dog, "Are you teasing me? Girlfriend? Why did he come just by saying that?"

"Looking for a girlfriend and getting married, I'm not too young anymore. My sister has children, so it's my turn to get married."

Thinking of Bai Jing, Wang Long paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered the strange hunter, the hunter named Bai Cat. Wang Long sat upright, which shocked the dog beside him, "What are you going to do? I'm scaring to death."

Wang Long stared at the dog, "Douzi, I'll ask you a question. Think about it carefully. I'll ask you, who taught you the anesthesia gun and the technology in your hand? You must not forget your roots. Is the tyrant your father?"
Chapter completed!