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Chapter 1000 Gold Medal

After touching, the dick was still alive, but he might be frightened and shrank his head.

There was also the sound of aircraft flying around on it, and bullets fell from the sky like rain.

Wang Lang hugged his head and ran around, and finally found a sunken place to hide. After sweeping over a bunch of bullets, Wang Lang got up and ran away with his legs clamped.

His ears moved, and he heard a whirring sound. He looked back and found that Leon had actually chased after Wang Lang's position.

Wang Lang hid and waited for Leon to approach, Wang Lang shook his hand several shots.

The gun pointed Leon's head, and Leon couldn't help but protect his head with both hands.

Blood splashed out, Leon roared in pain, and blue and white gunpowder under his feet erupted, flying upwards to the sky, avoiding Wang Lang's range.

The flight formation above fired another violent strafing towards Leon's direction.

Wang Lang fled with his head shrank.

Leon also learned to be smart and dared not run down. He looked down from the sky. His hands couldn't stop trembling, and blood slid down. Both hands had been penetrated by Wang Lang's several shots.

Leon's heart that wanted to kill Wang Lang was gradually occupied by his heart that was afraid of Wang Lang.

"Oriental God!" Leon gritted his teeth and said a few words, "Why! Why! Why did the Oriental God choose this bitch as the chosen one!"

Wang Lang didn't know what Leon said at all. Even if he knew, he didn't know what the Oriental God of Laws was mentioned by Leon.

After the shooting of the above, Wang Lang fled to a place with his legs in disgrace. I didn't suffer any loss. Anyway, I had a plan in my mind how to kill Leon.

Within three days, Wang Lang must kill Leon before the ten mercenaries arrive. At that time, the group of people brought by Leon will be in chaos and become a mess. It will be much easier to eliminate these people at this time.

The flight formation above is still sweeping blindly.

In the distance, the helicopter was scrapped. The helicopter cost tens of millions of dollars, which was equivalent to the soft girl coins, but it was over 100 million. It was so bad that Wang Lang was so sad. There was no sign of feeling distressed at all.

Such a bunch of things can be sold for a lot of money even if you sell scrap iron.

Wang Langmao fled with his waist. Although his expression was very arrogant at this time, he looked like he was no one, but his running movement was like his father, and he was no longer able to run with his legs.

It took more than an hour before Wang Lang ran out of the dense forest.

There is a village outside the forest, and local people are working in the fields. Wang Lang originally ran out, but after seeing someone, he ran back to the forest.

A few minutes later, Wang Lang's skirt made of a branch around his waist came out.

He walked with great strides and said hello to the farmers working very well.

After getting into the village and searching for a circle, when Wang Lang left the village, he rode a bicycle he got from somewhere and whizzed forward. The leaves skirts flew up, and his crotch-opener pants opened their arms outside. The coolness was generally unthinkable for adults. It was like being blown by the wind after applying whipped oil essence.

afternoon.

The sun is shining in the west, and the setting sun is like blood in the west, lying slanted on the top of the mountain. The clouds and mist are reflected by the red sun, and they are blood-red, appearing and vaguely like paintings.

The whole world is so quiet that it is unreasonable.

The gray-blue sky, the oil-green mountains are endless, the mountain is lying on the top of the mountain, the blood-red setting sun is lingering, the red clouds are lingering, the stream is gurgling, and the fields are neatly arranged from high to low.

Located in an orderly village house, people carrying hoes and children jumping home.

Everything is as beautiful as a painting.

There are also people riding bicycles on the muddy road in the painting, wearing open crotch pants, leaf skirts, cigarettes in their mouths, and humming songs in their noses.

"Don't ask me where I came from, my hometown is far away, why I wander, wander..."

From time to time, he would say hello to someone he didn't know, and the other party responded with a smile.

The sun sinks to the west and the sky becomes dark.

An arc of crescent moon rises in the sky, pulling out light to reflect the entire night sky, with stars dotted and flickering.

The moonlight is like water, and the whole world is like a reflection in water.

The bicycle made a creaking sound, and Wang Lang finally stopped the car and placed it against the wall.

After jumping out of the car, Wang Lang looked down at his crotch, and his expression on his face was so sour and sour.

If you want to know exactly what it feels like, you can try wearing open crotch pants and riding an old-style beam bike on a muddy road.

After a long time of slowing down, Wang Lang stood up and walked towards a house.

The roof of the house is broken but covered with tart cloth.

Wang Lang whistled, and a whistle came from not far away. Lei Huaer showed his head from the dark side of the roof of another room, "Brother, here."

Jump onto the roof in a few seconds.

Lei Huaer gave Wang Lang two fruits to eat, and when he reached out to Wang Lang's pocket to get cigarettes, he touched the wrong place.

Lei Huaer looked closely and smiled unkindly, "Brother Xiu, the performance art is clear. Can you understand your art like this?"

"Roll roll."

Lei Huaer grinned, reached out and tugged Wang Lang's leaf skirt and was slapped on the back of his hand.

"Give it to Brother Genyan, I'm dying." Lei Huaer reached out to ask for cigarettes.

Wang Lang took out the cigarette box and found that only one was left. He stuffed it into his mouth and lit it before Lei Huaer took action.

"It's gone?" Lei Huaer shook the empty cigarette box.

"Is there still a black cigar that has been more than 20 years old?" Wang Lang smoked a cigarette happily.

Lei Huaer was silent for a long time and sighed, "Brother, I'm all married, forget it."

My day!

Wang Lang glared and kicked Lei Huaer directly. Lei Huaer hugged and avoided it with a slutty smile.

He reached out to take the cigarette from Wang Lang's mouth and stuffed it into his mouth and took a deep breath. Lei Huaer exhaled a long smoke from his mouth with great pleasure.

"How is that thing? Is it easy to get started?" Wang Lang turned around and looked at the broken house covered in oilcloth.

Lei Huaer nodded, "You can't say that thing is really a good thing. It's fast, has low energy consumption, and has good lethality. It can also be carried. There is only one white mark when the bullet hits it. After the white mark is wiped by hand, it's gone. Moreover, both legs are protected and not easy to be hit. Just wear a bulletproof vest and a better helmet, and the chance of death is not high. I went to Leon camp to experiment."

Wang Lang took only one sip of cigarette from Lei Huaer's mouth and sucked it in one sip, and said seriously, "What are you doing there? What if something happens?"

Lei Huaer took the cigarette butt from Wang Lang and stuffed it into his mouth and sucked it, "Brother, I don't know if I don't go. I was shocked when I went there. Fortunately, I was lucky to have a great life. I fuck him. In order to make us a fortune, the L family directly sent out the gold medal legion and the Gaia legion in their hands."
Chapter completed!
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