Pharmaceutical King

[258] The rhythm of the wheel!

At the exit of the highway, a Honda SUV passed the checkpoint and stopped on the outskirts of the wilderness field according to the tracker.

The person in the back seat of the car took a telescope to observe the situation outside for a while, and asked the driver in the front row in a hoarse voice, "What's going on? Where have you been?

The driver in the front row said coldly, "The positioning system shows that it is right here. It shouldn't be too far away!"

"Hmm!" The hoarse voice said, "Observe for a while. When the witch comes, we will do it!"

The witch in his mouth is Hansha.

In this operation, Liangzi sent three teams of people. Of course, the first team was a three big men who were subdued by Lin Xiaobao.

And the second team is the witch Hansha.

Hansha has always liked to be alone and never acts with others. This time, it is the same for her, she has never cooperated with anyone, but Liangzi has an order to deal with an extremely dangerous person, so that she still has to give command, but still refuses to be with others, but chooses to be alone. OK.

The two people in the car are the third team. The driver's name is fangs. Although he has such a name, his appearance does not match the characterization of the name at all. He can even describe his appearance as a beautiful man.

The reason why the fangs got such a nickname is that his action is like a fang, and the attacker is like a creature that has been licked by the fangs, and his body is in perfect.

The hoarse man sitting in the back of the car is named Kule, which he gave when he joined the French Mercenary Corps in Africa, and his real name has faded in his memory as time.

Kule holds a double-barrel rifle in his hand. His job is to ambush support and kill targets at close range, and what he is most proud of is that he has never failed.

Even once!

The fangs do not have firearms, but the gloves on his hand are more powerful than any weapon. It can fire poisoned syringes from a long distance, and close attacks can scar the target.

Both of them are good at the Flying Tiger Gang. They usually perform tasks and cooperate the most times.

Lin Xiaobao, who was hiding in the field, was in a high degree of mental tension at this time. The reason why he did not venture out to attack was that he was worried that there were other ambush around him, otherwise the SUV would not have stopped so boldly on the roadside.

As time passed, suddenly, a slight rustling sound came from Lin Xiaobao's ears. He glanced at him carefully and saw a short man in black and wearing a black baseball cap running towards him with a sniper gun on his back.

Lin Xiaobao's heart was cold. This guy was the one who sniped him twice. His sixth sense told him that there was absolutely nothing wrong.

But what does this guy want to do when he runs over in such a hurry?

According to general logic, if he finds Lin Xiaobao, he will definitely aim and shoot in the distance, instead of choosing to approach the target in this way.

So in this way, he must not have found Lin Xiaobao, but had other purposes.

Lin Xiaobao stared intently at the coming person. As long as the other party approached, he would definitely pounce on the other party.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Lin Xiaobao lowered his head and closed his eyes to calculate the distance. Just as he was about to get up, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Lin Xiaobao looked up and saw that the short guy stood about three meters away from him and aimed at him with a sniper gun.

"No, was it discovered?" Lin Xiaobao's heart is cold. It's a sniper rifle. Even if he doesn't hit it, it will definitely hurt him, and it will be a serious injury.

The sniper did not move, nor did Lin Xiaobao move, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Suddenly, the sniper turned to the left with the gun, the muzzle drew a very standard arc, and his index finger suddenly pulled the trigger in an instant.

I only heard a loud bang, like a thunderbolt in Lin Xiaobao's ear, buzzing in his ears.

The fangs and Kule also heard the loud noise and quickly got out of the carriage and looked around nervously.

Kule grabbed the telescope and observed, and finally locked the target. His hoarse voice smiled gloomed: "The witch is coming!"

The fangs glanced at the direction of Kule's observation and said coldly, "I just like to be in the limelight!"

After saying that, the two got back into the car. Kule lit a cigarette, and his teeth immediately fanned the smoke angrily and said, "Go down and smoke, you men are really annoying! Don't pay attention to quality at all.

There was a chill in his heart. He hurriedly pulled the door and got out of the car. Before leaving, he pulled a bag of paper towels from the back seat of the car. After getting out of the car, he looked around and strolled towards a thick grass.

Lin Xiaobao stared at the sniper and began to analyze his strength. When he fired the shot just now, he was pushed back one step by the recoil of the sniper gun, but it was only this step to judge the sniper's ability.

Just as Lin Xiaobao wanted to continue observing, the sniper actually put away his gun and ran to the place where he had just shot.

Lin Xiaobao's eyes turned, and the sniper just appeared in his field of vision.

She rummaged through the grass for a while, and unexpectedly found a rabbit that had been beaten to pieces, and raised her head high, looking up at her booty.

Lin Xiaobao opened his mouth in astonishment, and his chin was about to fall off. What's going on?

Rabbit? I didn't expect this sniper to have such leisure. Is it because he is full of breakfast?

The sniper carried the rabbit in his hand, turned around and walked towards Lin Xiaobao.

Lin Xiaobao held his breath, and the world seemed to have only his heartbeat and the footsteps of the sniper.

The sniper slowly came over, approached Lin Xiaobao, and directly crossed Lin Xiaobao.

The time came. Lin Xiaobao, like an agile cheetah, suddenly jumped up and rushed straight to the sniper.

The sniper subconsciously reacted. The moment he looked back, he met Lin Xiaobao's Lingyu's eyes. The matter came so suddenly, and Lin Xiaobao's eyes hit people's hearts. The sniper subconsciously did not expect how to react, and only cared about protecting his chest with his hands.

Lin Xiaobao didn't think much about it. A black tiger only attacked the sniper's chest that could protect in the future.

"Puff!"

The sniper lay on his back on the ground, and Lin Xiaobao jumped directly on the sniper's body. The black tiger with his right hand pulled out his heart and raised his fist with his left hand, ready to hit the sniper's facade.

This guy is so abominable. He sniped Lin Xiaobao twice. This time, he must show him some color.

Snipers are long-range attacks, and close attacks are weak points. This sniper is no exception. Unexpectedly, he can only move his limbs in panic. Lin Xiaobao raised his left fist and couldn't help frowning when he saw such a counterattack. As a killer, even a sniper with long-range attacks should have the strength of close combat?

It doesn't matter if you are weak, but you can't have no means, right?

There is not even basic resistance! It's really hard to convince!

Hmm?

Lin Xiaobao suddenly felt that something was wrong there. Why is this body pressed by him so soft?

This is a big deviation from his imagination. Shouldn't these killers have strong bodies?

How else can you be a killer?

However, Lin Xiaobao's black tiger's heart has been covered, and the actions in his hand are not hesitant to cooperate with his thinking.

As a result, the pressed body suddenly tightened all over and slapped Lin Xiaobao's face.

Lin Xiaobao's left fist was responsive, quickly blocked the slap, and quietly clenched the other party's palm in his hand.

But this made Lin Xiaobao feel abnormal. Why is this hand... so small?

At this time, the feeling on his right hand came again. Lin Xiaobao looked down and saw that his right hand actually held a raised hill, and it was... very big and soft.

At this point, Lin Xiaobao has understood something. He has thought about it before, but he can't believe it. Now the 36D on his chest confirms the real gender of the sniper. Lin Xiaobao doesn't know whether to stop or continue.

In a panic, Lin Xiaobao pulled off the black mask of the sniper, and a beautiful female face was exposed. Lin Xiaobao said stunned, "This, this..."

"Ren go!" Hansha said coldly.

Lin Xiaobao subconsciously pinched her chest fiercely, and as a result, Hansha's face suddenly turned red.

If she was an ordinary person, she would have slapped her and would have tried her best to kill people.

But this time she didn't know what was going on, and she was paralyzed and didn't have the strength to resist.

Only Lin Xiaobao knows the answer, which is because of his black tiger.

If his black tiger pulls out his heart a little harder, the woman under him will suffocate and die of heart paralysis.

Now it's just a simple paralysis, which is already light.

Hearing Han Sha's cold drink, Lin Xiaobao was stunned, but his whole body was motionless.

Han Sha turned around and stared at Lin Xiaobao angrily, "Sure enough, you are indeed a dangerous person. I haven't found this for so long. Now, now..."

Hasha said shyly and angrily, "What on earth did you do to me?"

"Huh?" Lin Xiaobao was stunned, and then remembered what tricks he had just done to her. He hurriedly defended, "I didn't mean to. I didn't know you were a woman!"

Unexpectedly, Hansha roared, "What about the woman? One day, I will kill all you stinky men!"

"Do you hate men so much?" Lin Xiaobao was puzzled.

"Hum!" Hansha stared at Lin Xiaobao fiercely and turned her head.

At this time, Lin Xiaobao reluctantly scratched his hand from Hansha's chest, but quickly clicked her several acupuncture points.

Hansha said in horror, "What do you want to do?" I tell you, I would rather lose my virginity than give in!"

Lin Xiaobao glanced at her speechlessly, then whistled, and several male apprentices came out of the grass.

Hansha is even more frightened this time. Is this... going to be the rhythm of the round?