Big Monster

He frantically told his men on the intercom that they should not shoot and try to find a safe bunker.

But it's too late to say this now. Although he has been turning his subordinates into soldiers, they are gangsters and not the army after all. You may not be able to tell it on weekdays, but when encountering emergencies, you can clearly feel that they lack the spirit of soldiers. Share resilience.

What's more, there is Nagini in the growth stage in the rainy night. He looks like a dark elf under the rainy night. His huge body has a ghost that does not match his body shape.

Taking advantage of Booth's men in a mess, Nagini twisted the throats of one enemy after another.

Wilson in the abandoned building, he heard the gunshots from outside, and subconsciously looked out of the window, but when he saw the enemy's intensive firepower, Wilson couldn't help feeling more despair.

But what puzzled him was why the other party wanted to kill each other?

Nagini's immature face subconsciously appeared in his mind, but then he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Nagini? Don't make trouble, he is just a six-year-old child!"

Chapter 30 Resolved

In front of the abandoned building, on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, Buzz was going to prevent his subordinates from killing each other, but a stray bullet shattered his car window, so Buzz fell silent.

He lay on his back in the special carriage, cursing these stupid subordinates in his heart, while he was shivering in the carriage.

Until a certain moment, the gunfire disappeared.

After a long time, Boots tentatively looked at the dark rain outside through the broken car window.

There was the sound of raindrops in my ears, a puff of gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the surrounding was very quiet, which made people feel uncomfortable.

all dead?Or do these idiots figure it out?

A look of doubt flashed in Buzz's eyes, and he took out the walkie-talkie: "Damn it, didn't I tell you to cease fire? Tell me it hurts now..."

Before Boots could finish speaking, a bloody mouth protruded from the darkness and bit on Boots' neck.

With a sound of "tearing", Buzz's neck was torn off a piece of flesh. He lay on the car window, his pupils constricted, and his hands desperately covered his bleeding neck, but in the end he could only look at the last trace of it in despair. The passing of life...

Yes, all are dead!

When Nagini came back again, he saw Wilson, who had been bandaged, sorting out the guns.

he looks like...

Full of fighting spirit?

Looking at the blood-stained bullets on the ground, Nagini couldn't help but feel weird. He asked Wilson with some uncertainty, "What are you doing here?"

With excitement on his face, Wilson has to say that he is a real tough guy. After all, not everyone can take bullets for himself, and likewise, no one can maintain strong energy and excitement under such circumstances:

"Nagini, listen to me, this is an opportunity! Although I don't know what happened outside, I know that the group of guys must have suffered heavy casualties. I will go out to attract firepower in a while, and you find a chance to leave."

Nagini's expression became more and more strange, he opened his mouth to explain: "Wilson, I think..."

But Wilson didn't give Nagini a chance to explain. He waved his strong arms angrily, as if he couldn't feel the pain of the wound tearing:

"Enough is enough, stop talking! This is our last chance, and our best chance. If you survive, remember to give Mrs. Samantha the best funeral possible."

Looking at Wilson who looked like an angry lion, Nagini sighed: "Listen to me..."

But Wilson roared again. He looked at Nagini excitedly, his eyes were extremely solemn and sincere: "There is nothing to say! Remember, you must survive!"

After saying this, Wilson moved his sturdy body, like a knight in those epic games who knew he was going to die but still charged brazenly.

With the belief and glory of dying, he turned his life into the last bit of candlelight to illuminate Nagini's life path. At this moment, his body and soul uttered a cry of all previous actions:

"Ahh! You bloody bastards, shit! Go to hell!!"

"Da da da da da!"

Flames were spraying from the muzzle of the gun. At this moment, Wilson was extremely ferocious, almost rivaling the governor who was carrying a Vulcan cannon, but Nagini's only feeling was to laugh.

what is this?

Fighting wits with the air?

Nagini looked helplessly at the nimble fat man who was shooting wildly and jumping back and forth around the bunker. In the end, Nagini couldn't bear it anymore, so he had no choice but to smash the Desert Eagle, which had been empty of ammunition, on Wilson's head.

Wilson was stunned. He didn't notice the abnormality outside at all, or he never thought that all the enemies would die. He only knew that the group of bastards outside were fighting a wave. Good chance for Genie to escape from here.

He subconsciously thought that it was his powerful firepower that suppressed the enemy so much that they couldn't lift their heads.

Of course, the same can be said, after all, the dead do not have the ability to raise their heads.

Seeing Nagini still standing there stupidly, Wilson roared angrily and anxiously: "What are you doing? Run, my ammunition won't suppress them for long!"

But Nagini had a look of helplessness on his face, and he walked over to Wilson with a strange look on his face: "Wilson, to be honest, you need to go to the hospital to have a look at your brain, I feel that the previous explosion has affected your health." There's a lot of brain damage."

Wilson was stunned, he wasn't the type to be extremely smart, but he was definitely not an idiot either, he quickly understood what Nagini meant, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes: "You mean there is no one left? "

Nagini shrugged: "Otherwise? What do you think I did just now?"

Wilson was stunned, he stopped shooting, there was no one around, except for the sound of rain, he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat, and his face changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sometimes white, sometimes red.

In the end he heaved a sigh of relief, this burly man who seemed to be able to tear apart a polar bear sat down on the ruins in embarrassment, he looked at Nagini with what he thought was extremely fierce eyes: "Why didn't you remind me just now? Did you do it on purpose? That's right, you just want to see me make a fool of yourself!"

Nagini touched his nose, he froze for a moment, then looked at Wilson helplessly: "You should be glad I don't have a camera on me."

Seriously, Nagini really had the idea of ​​photographing Wilson.

Ten years, 20 years, or even 30 years later, when Wilson has become the leader of a world-class criminal group, when the name Jin Bin is mentioned in the whole New York, and even the whole world, it will make people tremble.

I took out the photo of Wilson embarrassing at the moment. Wilson must have an interesting expression at that time.

However, the smell in the air made Nagini ask subconsciously: "Wilson, where is your car? Don't tell me you didn't drive here?"

Wilson froze for a moment, then rolled his eyes, with a look of self-consciousness on his face: "I took a taxi here. It's a Ferrari, how could I be willing to drive it here?"

Yes, Wilson came here by taxi.

He thought he would die at the time, so he put all his property in the safe, and his Ferrari would also be transferred to Nagini's name after his death.

Seems like he lost his chance to own a Ferrari and become a millionaire?

You know it's 1989!

Ignoring Wilson, who thought he was very smart, Nagini sighed and patted Wilson on the shoulder.

The six-year-old Nagini is thin and thin, and Wilson, who weighs 400 pounds, is still a huge figure even sitting on the ground. The wonderful combination of the two gives people an extremely weird but very harmonious feeling.

Beauty and the Beast?