"She?" Hu Sen smiled coldly, "What do you think about her? The four of us brothers died two times to protect her, and the three-legged ones were also useless. What else do she have to say?"

The woman with hair pulled the policewoman and whispered, "Forget it, don't argue with him, he has a gun."

The policewoman said angrily: "I have a gun too. What are you afraid of him? He has tried to make a lot of ideas in the past few days, but he still dares not do it?" He pointed at Hu Sen with a gun, "I have long seen that you are not a good thing. Now you can leave. Let's go, everyone can get together and part."

Hu Sen didn't care, but still stared at Zhang Ping'an and said, "You only have one bullet in your gun. Please don't use it to scare people. I can leave. Bingbing wants to follow me. I will take the gun from this brother, too."

Zhang Ping'an smiled and praised: "It turns out that it's for my gun."

Hu Sen smiled, "I was a scout. You just used micro-rushing and used a pistol on a telephone pole. They are all in your bag? I don't like killing people. If you leave the bag, throw the pistol on your body to the ground, and you can leave."

Zhang Ping'an didn't care at all, let go of his hand, and the bag fell to the ground, "You can take it yourself." As he said, he took a step back and spread his hands, "It's not easy to survive, it's not cost-effective to lose your life for the gun."

Hu Sen smiled, "You can leave, don't look back, otherwise I will shoot you."

Zhang Ping'an pulled away the clothes again, opened the clothes, exposed the holster, threw the pistol to the ground, and pulled Zhou Qianqian back, "Satisfied?" He suddenly smiled.

Husen saw the other party smiling strangely and said angrily: "Ma, why are you laughing at?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the two people opposite him suddenly shrinking and crawling behind the freezer.

"I'm having fun?" Hu Sen grabbed a bag of rice from the shelf next to him and threw it hard towards the freezer.

Bang!

The rice bag suddenly turned the freezer to an angle. Let’s see where there is someone behind the freezer?

Hu Sen felt something was wrong, so he picked up two bags on the ground, pulled the woman named Bingbing, and greeted the lame man beside him, "Third brother, go!"

The lame man and the third brother stood right, staring at the back of a shelf, slowly lifted the stick that had been supporting his body, and stomped on the ground, "Second brother, we are afraid it's not easy to leave."

"What?" Husen turned around and asked.

"Be careful!" The third brother roared, raised the stick in his hand and waved it twice in the air. He saw two tings, two balls of Mars exploded from the stick, and two short swords fell to the ground.

"Flying Knife?" Hu Sen's back felt cold sweat. If it weren't for the third brother, one of the knife would have been inserted into him.

"He is on the side of the knife shelf." The third brother pointed in a direction with a stick.

Sure enough, Zhang Ping'an's relaxed and happy smile appeared behind the shelves. He smiled and said, "How come the evolutionists are like they don't have money, can they meet them anywhere?"

"Evolution?" The third brother's pupils shrank slightly, "As it turns out, then you are also an evolutionist? What's the point of snatching your head and brain? You have the courage to come out and fight me."

Zhang Ping'an on the other side of the shelf seemed to hear a funny joke. He roared twice and said to Zhou Qianqian who was hiding in the shelf: "This person is really interesting. He regards himself as Zhao Huaian in "Dragon Gate Flying Armor"? He can go wherever I want me to fight?"

Hu Sen could no longer help it. He raised his gun and thumped the bullets and hit the shelves, splashing a few sparks. Zhang Ping'an had long been missing where he went.

Swish swish swish swish!

Three more swords flew over, and the speed of these three swords was much faster than the two swords just now. The third barely blocked them twice. Although the third sword also blocked them at the last moment, it pulled a bloody mouth from his shoulder, and blood was pouring out.

Hu Sen yelled, pulled open his bag, trying to find the micro-rush.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

Four flying knives flew to the sky with a sharp roar.

This time, the third brother could no longer stop him, so he only ate two flying knives, and the other two flying knives were nailed to Hu Sen’s wrists.

"ah!"

Hu Sen yelled with his hands in his arms, sweating all over his face.

"When there are zombies, you can still live well. You can leave when you are about to die. Why bother?" Zhang Ping'an turned it out, holding seven or eight knives in one hand, shaking it, his face relaxed, "You have no life if you take my gun."

When the third brother saw Hu Sen's miserable situation, he roared, and jumped up with a half-person-high stick, and smashed it to Zhang Ping'an with his head.

Zhang Ping'an flashed, dodged away, and said to Zhou Qianqian behind him, "He's handed it to you."

"How to deal with it?" Zhou Qianqian asked.

Zhang Ping'an thought for a while, "break the other leg too..."

As he said that, he bypassed the freezer and walked towards Hu Sen.

Husen gritted his teeth, "What do you...what do you want?"

Zhang Ping'an was too lazy to pay attention to him, and treated him like a shelf, and reached out to take off his backpack from his back. During this process, Zhang Ping'an accidentally knocked off the strap of the backpack, and Hu Sen was so painful that tears came out.

clang!

Buzz!

Wow!

Zhou Qianqian and the third brother were fighting in full swing. Zhang Ping'an glanced at him and frowned. It could be seen that the third brother was very skilled in sticks. Although his steps were not flexible, he danced with force and strength, and he slammed the edges and raised his legs, making the wind.

Zhou Qianqian suffered a loss. Zhang Ping'an asked him to cut the opponent's leg and could not use it. The steel spear was shorter. Every time the steel spear stabbed the third person, the opponent's rod hit the top of his head.

"Didn't you eat? So slow?" Zhang Ping'an shouted dissatisfiedly.

When Zhou Qianqian heard this shout, she paused and almost got hit by a stick.

After a quick stroke, she suddenly stepped back and then stepped forward. With this advance, the distance was pulled in, and the steel spear swung along and swept the third leg. The third fell down suddenly.

This retreat and advance were like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. It was so wonderful that it collapsed the opponent's attack in a blink of an eye.

However, Zhang Ping'an looked familiar. Isn't this the trick he often uses?

Damn.

When did the little girl learn?

Zhou Qianqian won with one move, and was overjoyed. She took away the weapon and ran over with a smile.

"You can obviously be faster than him, why are you affected by his rhythm?" Zhang Ping'an asked with a stern face.

The little girl blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes flashed, "I'm hungry, I really didn't eat today."

Zhang Ping'an shook his head, found a rope from behind a shelf, and threw it to Zhou Qianqian, "Tie that, tie it up, and take it away."

While Zhou Qianxi lowered her head and forced the third child, he secretly took out a syringe from her bag and put it in her pants pocket.

"Hey, are you leaving? Can you take us?"
Chapter completed!