Yan Xiaoyi passed through the alley continuously, and the opponent's speed was not slow either. However, there was still a difference compared with Yan Xiaoyi. Yan Xiaoyi was just curious about how the other party could find him so quickly, with houses all around...

"Wait, house?"

Yan Xiaoyi glanced at the top of his head, then secretly scolded himself for being stupid, all of whom were bungalows, and he could just lie on the roof with a telescope, and then jump around the roof.

After figuring out the problem, Yan Xiaoyi immediately saw someone on the roof not far away.

"My Emperor!"

Yan Xiaoyi summoned Emperor Jiji and then took a step!

Thunder tramples!

One step ten meters!

Yan Xiaoyi jumped directly over the roof, pulled the distance of ten meters, immediately grabbed the four bullets from the four points at a time, and after shooting at him, he returned to the time and space, and then continued to step on the false, and moved forward ten meters. Then he shot again and returned to the time and space, and then ran back to the time and space...

After five rounds and turns, Yan Xiaoyi fell behind the other party out of thin air. Before the other party could react, Yan Xiaoyi swept across the other party's waist and threw the person to the ground.

The scout immediately reached out and touched his waist to get out the gun, but when he grabbed the handle of the gun, Yan Xiaoyi suddenly grabbed the other party's wrist!

"I want to shoot, right?" Yan Xiaoyi directly helped the other party open the bolt insurance and said, "I'll help you!"

Bang!

Yan Xiaoyi forced himself to shoot with the other party's finger. The pistol was originally inserted into his waist. As soon as he fired, the bullet hit his thighs. The leg of his pants was immediately wet and dyed red by blood. The man immediately rolled on the ground with his wounds. Yan Xiaoyi snatched the other party's pistol, removed the barrel and threw it aside.

"Go away!"

Yan Xiaoyi lifted the man, jumped off the building, and went to the street. On the other side, Zhong Lingxiu had already done it, but she was embarrassed and empty-handed.

"I didn't catch it." Zhong Lingxiu said embarrassedly: "I accidentally killed me after placing a trap."

Yan Xiaoyi was not surprised by this situation. He was just an ordinary rebel soldier. To put it bluntly, ordinary monsters mean that they were not very powerful. With Yan Xiaoyi and Zhong Lingxiu's ability, it was not unexpected that the other party could be defeated in seconds. However, the other party was equipped with guns, and the damage caused to them was mainly from the power of guns.

"Forget it!" Yan Xiaoyi patted the one in his hand and said, "It's enough for me to catch one."

Zhong Lingxiu nodded and said, "He should have contacted the radio with a phone number. There should be a rebel army from Isdri coming here. If the other party does not surround the front, then we have to hold the other party for at least 30 minutes."

"The solution has been decided." Yan Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment and continued: "At the end of the Vietnam War, two US soldiers were tried by the Hague court. They arrested several women, stripped naked their clothes and humiliated them, and then tied them to trees to lure the other soldiers to rescue the women, and then used sniper rifles to kill the other side's soldiers who dared to enter the range one by one."

Zhong Lingxiu frowned and said, "This method is cruel to use human nature."

"You can't do it, I'm enough alone." Yan Xiaoyi said in silence: "The cruel world uses cruel methods. Since I have to go to hell after death, then I don't care whether to go to the first level of hell or the eighteenth level of hell!"

Yan Xiaoyi turned back to the broken house and broke the beam, then tied the man to it, dug a hole in the street, preparing to erect the wooden stakes. Zhong Lingxiu sighed and followed him forward to help.

...

At night, the cool breeze remains!

Yan Xiaoyi leaned against the corner of the broken house, and the starlight and the bright moon could be seen in the broken night sky.

The feather-clothed fox sat quietly next to Yan Xiaoyi and gently leaned his head against Yan Xiaoyi's shoulder.

Yan Xiaoyi suddenly gently grabbed the palm of the feather fox, held it, and reached into the hole on the roof. Yingying held it, as if she had pinched the round moon to her fingertips.

Yan Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Is it fun?"

The feather fox chuckled, not saying anything, but just imitated Yan Xiaoyi's appearance and gently lifted the moon and held it in his palm.

Yan Xiaoyi said: "Do you think I'm a little childish?"

The feather fox didn't deny it, but just smiled and said, "I like you like this."

Yan Xiaoyi lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the feather fox, then stood up and said, "It's a pity that now is the cruel time, and I'm working!"

...

At the corner of the window of the Breaking Blow, Yan Xiaoyi set up a composite crossbow, with a diagonal distance of 35 meters. There were dense figures on the street, about thirty or forty people, fully armed, crossing the street. However, they quickly stopped because, zhongyāng on the street, a pale man with his head hanging down and tied up there.

The other party stopped, looked around, hesitated, angry, and vigilant...

"Come on, come on!" Yan Xiaoyi put his eyes on the scope and murmured: "What are you hesitating about? What's there to hesitate about? Is that your companion? Either save him or leave. But if you don't save others today, then no one will save you in the future. There is no choice. You can only save people, you must save people..."

Yan Xiaoyi is right. If you don’t save your companions today, no companions will save you tomorrow. This is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to kill them. Yan Xiaoyi is doing something to kill them now. Either take risks or plant the seeds of separation from one’s own team!

After a moment of silence, someone finally walked forward. Not many, there were only two people. The other party was still vigilant about the trap. It was obviously reasonable to send two good-skilled people to come forward to test it. However, this was exactly what Yan Xiaoyi wanted, because he only had a compound crossbow!

Hundred meters!

Seventy meters!

Thirty meters!

Yan Xiaoyi was thirty-five meters away from the wooden stake. After the other party was thirty meters close to the wooden stake and entered the range of 70 meters, Yan Xiaoyi suddenly pulled the trigger, and the crossbow arrow fixed on the composite crossbow suddenly flew out. With a whoosh, it broke through the air and pierced directly into one of the people's throats, pierced the man's head and neck, and his pupils contracted, and then he leaned back. When he landed on the ground, the tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

The Isdri rebels suddenly started to riot, raised their guns and kept their eyes on the surroundings. One of the two people close to the wooden stakes died, and the other quickly chose to lie on the ground and hug their heads.

"Is it useful?" Yan Xiaoyi pressed the crossbow onto the bowstring and said, "It's futile to lie on the ground!"

Yan Xiaoyi said, moving the composite crossbow, aiming, and snatching the plate machine, and doing it in one go!

The man's palm was still slapped on his head, but Yan Xiaoyi's crossbow arrow penetrated directly into the other party's palm, and then nailed it into the other party's head, leaving the arrow's tail, and bright red blood immediately flowed out between his fingers.

The commotion was even more serious, but after Yan Xiaoyi re-fixed the crossbow, he did not continue to shoot. The group of people were actually within the range of the shooting range, but Yan Xiaoyi's principle was that if the other party was not close, he would not take action. What he needed to do was to buy time. It would be no good for Yan Xiaoyi to force too much. The longer the other party's riots, the more satisfied Yan Xiaoyi would be.

After a brief shout, the other party quickly regrouped and was still preparing to save the person. However, with the lessons of the two corpses, the other party naturally would not rush forward silly, and showed that he was much more strategic. In the surrounding dangerous house, the other party found a dilapidated wooden board, then put it in front of him as a shield, pushed forward little by little, and then looked for cover and hid himself appropriately.

Yan Xiaoyi looked at the sight with the sight, curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled, smiling a little cruelly, and then pulled the trigger of the compound crossbow!

puff!

The feather arrow broke through the air, drew an arc, and was nailed directly into a person's calf. The man immediately wailed and held his right leg with one hand, as if he wanted to pull out the feather arrow, but he didn't have such courage. His other hand continued to hold the wooden board firmly.

Yan Xiaoyi quickly pulled the string, fixed the feather arrow again, and then pulled the trigger!

They shot and killed another person who came forward to rescue, but they still shot the man just now. He had an arrow and nailed him to the other party's palm holding the wooden board. The painful cry sounded again, and the wooden board fell to the ground, and a terrifying blood hole appeared in the man's palm.

Two consecutive arrows finally attracted the attention of others. At this time, Yan Xiaoyi had already taken the arrow for the third time, and the feathered arrow passed by them. Yan Xiaoyi's target was still the guy who fell to the ground, but he still did not take his life. The third feathered arrow was nailed to the other party's shoulder blade.

The sadness was still there. Perhaps because of the first two arrows, the man's third wail was obviously much smaller, and it seemed that he had almost used up his strength. Those people were immediately in a dilemma!

Torture is obviously torture.

So, should they continue to save the companion tied to the wooden stake, or rescue the unlucky guy with two feather arrows stuck in it?

In the end, the two men, who were less than twenty meters away from the wooden stake, quickly retreated. One held the wooden board high as a shield, and the other quickly retreated to the rear with the man on his back. They knew very well that if they continued to move closer to the wooden stake, Yan Xiaoyi would shoot the fourth and fifth arrows without hesitation, and would never kill the man.

The rescue still ended without success. After retreating, the people started to stir up again, or rather, they started to quarrel.

Two people were not rescued, but two people died and one seriously injured. In terms of cost, it is naturally very unworthy. However, everyone knows that this is not a matter of cost, but a matter of whether to save or not. If you don’t save others today, you will not be qualified to hope others will save you tomorrow. So, a smart guy began to comfort yourself. Maybe the person tied to a wooden stake has long been dead, so it is not worth it for the death. Some people have expressed their attitude that they want to save, but they will definitely not save them. Some people have started to give up more directly.

Quarrels are a harbinger of division. There is division, and there is naturally internal strife.

Yan Xiaoyi is very satisfied with this situation, but since you are going to make a noise, I will add another fire to you!

Pull the bowstring to fix it, Yan Xiaoyi pulled out the feather arrow and then put it on, then pulled down the plate machine. After the feather arrow made an arc, it hit the thigh of the man tied to the wooden stake. After suffering pain, the man suddenly started to whine weakly.

The quarrel is temporarily suspended, facts are better and eloquent. Aren’t you discussing whether people are still alive? Then use facts to tell you that people are still alive, and the ones tied to them are definitely not a corpse. The only choice you can choose is to save people, or not save them when you die!

"Come out, get out!"

The silence lasted for only half a minute. The irritable guy raised his submachine gun and fired his gun into the sky, then strode forward, and kept shooting at the surrounding houses. Regardless of where Yan Xiaoyi was, he was venting purely, which also shows that the other party's psychology was almost collapsed.

Yan Xiaoyi looked at the time and it had been more than forty minutes. The delay time should be considered a success. This time is enough to bring a short, long safe distance.

"Stop the work!" Yan Xiaoyi put away the compound crossbow and called Zhong Lingxiu and said, "They dare not continue to move forward in a short period of time, but you still put a few traps around the wooden stakes to leave for them to commemorate."
Chapter completed!