Chapter 199 Nightmare

Chapter 199 Nightmare

Now Wu Xian and the ghost face are very ambiguous. Whoever sees it from the outside, the absolute first reaction is that these two people are doing things. Black Widow is no exception, but the reaction seems to be a little big.

Wu Xian turned his head and looked back, and his head inevitably touched the ghost-faced ear. Seeing that it was the Black Widow, he said, "Nothing, I'm pulling the ghost into my team."

"Is there such a way to attract people?" The black widow pointed to Wu Xian angrily and said, do you want to pull people out of all your clothes?

When Wu Xian saw the black widow pointing at himself and the ghost face, Wu Xian took a look and found that this posture was a little too much. However, in the face of the aggressive black widow, Wu Xian felt a little angry. You are not me. Why do you look angry when you caught your man stealing food? Originally, I wanted the ghost face to join my team. Do you think we are doing something? With that, Wu Xian deliberately pushed forward a few times.

The ghost face made a few stiff moans at this time, as if he was enjoying it very much. Wu Xian stared at the ghost face that was winking at him, and Wu Xian's heart turned upside down. Feeling the rhythmic movement under his body, Wu Xian, who was a bachelor, suddenly reacted. Although the ghost face was too sorry for the audience, at least he had a good figure and closed his eyes to be a beautiful woman. While Wu Xian was thinking nonsense, the black widow pulled out her gun and looked at the dog man and woman in front of her with red eyes.

The ghost's body moved regularly, and his buttocks were pushed against by hard objects. Although he was very disgusted, when Wu Xian inadvertently touched his face just now, the temperature was definitely higher than his own body temperature. Haven't you ever seen a pig run away without eating pork? And the tone of the black widow is like this. Suddenly, there is a countermeasure in the ghost's heart. As long as there is a conflict between Wu Xian and the black widow, the probability of killing Wu Xian will increase several times. Although his own action made the ghost face feel very uncomfortable, he immediately let go of his heart when he thought that he could drink with Wu Xian's skull later.

The ghost face thinks so, but his body is pressed down by Wu Xian, and he can't see the black widow's movements at all. If the ghost face can see the black widow's movements, he probably won't consider using this strategy.

A "bang" gunshot sounded in this narrow space, as if someone had thrown a small shock bomb beside you, and the buzzing sound in your ears made you feel like vomiting. There is already a small hole in the cabin, and you can see the situation of the opposite cabin.

Wu Xian looked at the tendency of the black widow to continue to shoot. Regardless of the ghost face under him, he accurately grabbed the black widow's gun with his right hand, held the sleeve, and shouted to the black widow, "Are you tired of living? Do you dare to shoot in such a small place? Don't you know the probability of shooting like this to produce a streamer? I don't want to die under a strate bullet, and it's the stator in his own hands.

Ghost face did not expect that the black widow would shoot, but since the black widow is like this, he can also let Wu Xian live until tomorrow. Of course, the premise is that Wu Xian can live until tomorrow.

The ghost face stood up from **, picked up a towel of his **, and walked straight to the bathroom inside, but deliberately straightened his chest before leaving.

When the black widow saw the ghost face like this, her eyes turned pale. Regardless of the gun in Wu Xian's hand, she directly pulled out her samurai sword from behind and prepared to kill the ghost face with a knife.

"Have you had enough?" Wu Xian shouted and asked. Originally, the black widow was very angry with the indiscriminate shooting, but now she still wants to fight with others with a knife. The black widow looked at Wu Xian's somewhat distorted face, and the grievance in her heart was boundless. She threw the knife on Wu Xian's bed and strode out.

The ghost heard Wu Xian shouting behind him, and there was an inexplicable burst of pleasure in his heart. This is happier than owning a cat, and I also thought about whether to stay Wu Xian for a few more days to see the angry little face of the black widow?

Wu Xian was in a good mood, but there was nothing left after being made by the black widow. He lay angrily **, picked up the black widow's samurai sword and looked at the underwear nailed on the cabin. Wu Xian moved it with a samurai sword, and the sound of a few metal collisions came over. Wu Xian pushed hard and fell into Wu Xian's underwear with a sharp edge. Wu Xian looked at the guy in his hand and threw both things on their owner's bed angrily. He clenched his right hand with his three-edged thorn and quickly entered his dream.

A scattered arm, a section of limbs that could not tell which position the body was, flew around on Wu Xian's head. Bullets followed closely behind his buttocks like opening his eyes. Wu Xian looked at the dark red earth and black smoke everywhere. He had no superfluous thoughts and hugged SV in his hand. D, running forward, but it seemed to be close to the forest, but Wu Xian felt that he could not touch the edge. The high-intensity amount of exercise made Wu Xian's chest seem to be burned by fire, and the exhaled breath seemed to be able to heat his face, but the later bullets did not stop because of Wu Xian's pause. The sound of "Puff" hit 20 centimeters away from Wu Xian's footsteps. Wu Xian looked at the dust raised by his footsteps and urinated between his legs.

Wu Xian held SVD and put two shots behind the seemingly empty but countless figures. After he knocked down the two people, the gunshots of the people behind him immediately became smaller. Wu Xian seized this rare opportunity, took a heavy foot and rushed into the forest.

Wu Xian leaned against a tree, gasped heavily, greedily breathed the air with a faint smell of decay, unscrewed the kettle on his body, poured a few mouthfuls, and stretched out his head out of the tree to observe whether there was any enemy chasing him.

At this time, a vine on Wu Xian's head slowly slid down. Like a snake, it quietly slid down against the big tree against Wu Xian. When approaching Wu Xian's neck, Wu Xian's neck was twisted by the vine. Wu Xian pulled the vine hard, trying to get out of the shackles of the vine. Every time he heard the hiss, he looked at the vines about to break, but the vine tightly strangled his neck.

Two leaf people came out from behind the tree and laughed at Wu Xian, who was hanging in the air. Wu Xian opened his red eyes and looked at the two people in front of him. He always felt like he had seen them there.

When Wu Xian was almost out of breath, he finally remembered the three-edging military thorns in his boots. Looking at a man who looked like a rebel leader and a government army stabbed his arm with a saber. Wu Xian instinctively waved the three-ed military thorn in his hand.

"Ah!!!" The harsh scream sounded in Wu Xian's ear. Wu Xian opened his eyes and his first reaction was to stab out the army in his hand, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his hand stopped quickly. He kept saying to himself, "Wu Xian, this is not a battlefield! It's safe here! It's safe!"

After Wu Xian calmed down, he saw that his three-edge thorn had stabbed into the chest of a crew member, but Fortunately, he stopped in time, otherwise there would be a dead body in front of him. A ring finger and a little finger fell on the ground. The crew member held his right hand with his left hand. The wound on his chest made the blood flow back from the blood tank of the three-edging army, dripping on the ground and burst into blood flowers. There was a smell of shit and urine from the crew. A pair of trouser legs were flowing down with yellow **. His face was pale and his eyes looked at Wu Xian with fear, but he did not dare to make a sound. He was afraid of making Wu Xian unhappy and sent the military thorn on his chest directly into his chest.

Wu Xian looked at the pale crew member in front of him, and his face was also a little pale. He stabbed back the three-edging army, took out a three-finger-sized gold bar from his abdomen and stuffed it into the crew member's pocket and said to the crew member, "Go!" The voice is full of pain that can't be described in words.

The crew member saw the demon in front of him let go and look at the two fingers on the ground. He wanted to pick them up but did not dare to pick them up. Wu Xian nodded to him. The crew quickly picked up the two broken fingers on the ground with his left hand and ran out of Wu Xian's cabin quickly with a twisted face. Along the way, it was creepy. Screaming.