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the small wooden needle left outside the tree trunk, the dark green dots caused wang qiang's fear.
be careful of these blow arrows, they are poisonous, \"wang qiang said softly.
Jiang Yun's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and it seemed that poisonous arrows could scare girls.
with his ghostly movement, wang qiang easily avoided several blow arrows fired at him.
Seeing that ordinary means were powerless, the attacker finally lost patience. A sound of pulling the bolt of the gun rang out, and then a shuttle of bullets hit wang qiang not far in front of him.
A big man holding a machine gun emerged from the bushes.
boy, try hiding again and see if I don't blow your head off. \"the big man waved his machine gun with a hint of showing off.
You have a high level of evasion. You stand there, right, that's it. I'll shoot a few more bullets, and you dodged. I'll treat you to roast wild boar tonight, \"said the big man with a serious expression, aiming non-stop in his hand.
wang qiang felt a headache at the moment. he held Jiang Yun in his arms and was concerned about Jiang Yuan hanging in the air, while his weapons and toolbox were carried behind him. he was a human shaped container and pletely lost his bat ability.
this situation of being pletely beaten gave wang qiang a sense of a hero's end. wang qiang looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and then at the hanging oil bottle in his arms, struggling inwardly.
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