Chapter 41 The Master of the Scenes

"Thank you." Mao Jiamin took the lead in firing the gun. As soon as the enemy exposed the front row, he fell to the ground and died, and there was still no trace of blood flowing out.

Although Wei Dayong and Zuoran had never played guns before, after training a few days ago, they could easily change bullets and load them, including greatly improving the accuracy.

In this way, the firepower of the three of them became more and more fierce, and the proficiency of Zuoran and Wei Dayong was also constantly improving. After an hour of fierce battle, the ammunition was about to be completed.

Mao Jiamin left the gun in his hand to the two of them, took out the fruit knife that had been fought many times from his waist and held it in his hand.

For some reason, whenever Mao Jiamin holds this fruit knife, he feels very familiar and easy.

Under the suppression of the firepower of Wei Dayong and Zuoran, Mao Jiamin took advantage of the interval between the enemy's attacks and jumped out quickly and ran forward suddenly. His speed was so fast that he arrived at the front line in an instant.

"Why can't these people finish the bullets? They're almost gone." Zuoran looked depressed. She had already fired nearly seventy bullets. She couldn't say that she was fine, but most of them still solved the enemy.

"Brother Jiamin will not be in danger when he goes up, they are all equipped with biological and chemical weapons." Wei Dayong knocked the magazine out again and quickly changed the magazine skillfully, saying.

While speaking, Mao Jiamin in front of him had already started killing all directions. However, after killing for so long, the fruit knife in his hand was not stained with any trace of blood, which fully demonstrated that these "people" must be made of a kind of machinery or other items.

It does not have independent thinking and will only blindly follow instructions.

Mao Jiamin has always wanted to get a biological and chemical weapon in their hands, but whenever he killed them, the weapons in his hands would disappear! He was so dizzy that there was such a magical thing in the world, but he felt relieved again. He was a psychic and zombies were the species he had seen the most recently, so he would subconsciously accept all strange things.

After fighting for nearly half an hour, he finally killed all the enemies. Mao Jiamin breathed heavily. He also used up his energy in this high-intensity battle. After all, he has only understood the first level of the secret.

"Brother Jiamin, there is not much ammunition left." Wei Dayong took out all the remaining bullets and divided them with Zuoran. The two were also very excited. After all, they achieved such results in the first battle. Although Mao Jiamin made the most contribution, without these two people, Mao Jiamin would not be very relaxed.

"Uncle wretched, do you have any secret weapons? Take them out, otherwise I will really look down on you!" Mao Jiamin came under the camera again, and kept raising his middle finger at the camera, while also constantly mocking him in his mouth.

His purpose is to force himself to show up so that he can figure out where this place is and what happened to Zhao Yue Xiao Loli.

The camera did not give an answer this time, and both sides began to remain silent for a moment.

"Let's go forward, I guess he has no tricks anymore. So many people just now should be his main force." Mao Jiamin glanced at Zhao Yue who was tied there and said.

The four-person team has now become three people. They will not give up until Zhao Yue’s solution is found. After all, it is really not easy to go along the way, and the emotions between the four people have been heating up.

"You said... Zhao Yue still saves him?" Zuoran couldn't be interested. When he thought that Zhao Yue, who had been with him for so long, had become like this at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a lot of fluctuations in his heart.

"Yes, as long as we find the mastermind behind this, I believe he will give us an answer." Mao Jiamin walked in front, clasped his hands tightly, and there was a great anger in his heart.

"It seems that I am thinking too simple." A hoarse voice surrounded the empty corridor again.

"But, don't be too proud. Although I feel sorry for losing this part of the main force, you will also pay the price for it." The source of the voice was strange, and Mao Jiamin couldn't help but tremble all over after hearing this.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you have sex, come out. The mother-in-law and mother don't look like a man!" Wei Dayong said happily what he had been holding on for a long time.

"Your little brother is useless to come. How can you defeat us without a brain? It seems that you have put a lot of effort into such mechanical things." Mao Jiamin also joked at this time.

"I believe that you will meet you if you walk farther. If I guess correctly, your hiding place is right in front." Mao Jiamin pointed to a region ahead, where there was a unique small house.

"Now come out and beg for mercy and cancel the hands and feet of Zhao Yue, and maybe you will spare your life." Mao Jiamin knew that he kept stimulating him with words, and he would eventually appear.

In fact, Mao Jiamin had no idea. After all, these were all made up, including the small room in front. This was his temporary performance on the spot, and it was not really a sharp eye.

Slutty sex.

With a burst of applause, a hoarse voice came again: "What a great young man."

Mao Jiamin's pupils shrank, and he saw the door of the small room in front of him being opened, and then a hunched man came out. The man's clothes were very torn, giving people a very sloppy feeling overall.

As soon as the man came out, his eyes turned sharply and looked at Mao Jiamin, and walked over at the same time.

"This person is the mastermind behind the scenes." Zuoran also saw it and said to Mao Jiamin.

He nodded without comment. When the man came to a hundred meters, the three of them clearly saw the detailed appearance of the visitor, and the indescribable strangeness. At first glance, you would feel that this person was very vicissitudes. He must be a person with a story and had experienced strong winds and waves before he could have these physical characteristics.

"Young man, if you talk too much, you will easily have bones." The man kept laughing, and Wei Dayong picked up the gun and pointed it at him, without any panic.

Instead, he sorted out the worn-out clothes on his body in an orderly manner, frowned unconsciously, and said, "The clothes are so torn. It seems that I haven't come out for some time."

From the beginning, Mao Jiamin began to think about him and stared at him without any leakage. Finally, he saw a trace of clues. His hands were not as worn and delicate as his clothes. Combined with what he had said before, he had not moved for a long time, he could see through the lies at a glance.
Chapter completed!