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| Inverted horizontal knife (15th Dec 22 at 1:25am UTC)
Inverted horizontal knife | | Linghe's lips are very thin, and when he aims, he subconsciously closes his lips tightly without a trace of breath, as quiet as a sculpture. The slender and powerful figure is very cold, and in the quiet atmosphere where the needle falls to the ground, there is a solemn and murderous look full of tension. He moved fore sight, stroked the green and golden bald head of the swimming childe disdainfully, aimed at the front tire of the noble car, and exploded with one shot. Then he moved sideways again and aimed at the rear window of the car. Before Linghe fired the gun, he looked up and confirmed that there was no one in the back seat of the car at that time. A pair of wonderful eyes are like a picture, holding a tranquil expression on his lips, aiming at his head again, and another shot explodes the back window. In fact, you use an ox knife to kill a chicken. This is a semi-automatic high-end hunting gun, 0.31-inch big bore bullets, which can be carried to the African jungle to fight jackals, tigers and leopards. The two wagons turned in unison, plucked their heads from the Holly bushes,Teardrop Pallet Racking, and hurried away. Linghe put down his long gun and gently shook his slightly stiff arm. He had been in the building for two months and had not been able to walk for exercise. Big bore hunting/gun was really heavy, and his arms were tired. Dumbfounded, Yang Xifeng took back the gun and leaned back slightly, showing a posture of worship and looking up like a clay sculpture and wood carving. Nice gun. Tell your big brother it's time to take care of it and oil it. Linghe swept Yang Xiaodi lightly from behind the falling hair curtain and explained calmly, "I used to live in a small town at the foot of the Rocky Mountains where it snows all the year round, and I have shot several bears.". The skull of the bear is very thick,asrs warehouse, the head is a butterfly-shaped bone, and there is a slope. It is very difficult for a shot from 100 meters away to be fatal between the eyebrows. Sometimes it takes five or six shots in a row until the prey vomits blood and can't move at all. This gun is enough to shoot anything. It's really a pity to shoot that lost dog! “……” Yang Xifeng was stunned by more than this marksmanship! The author has something to say: I Hehe ~:) Chapter 47 leaving without saying goodbye. Chapter 47 leaving without saying goodbye You Childe's car did not escape far, and heard "bang" and "bang" two explosions. The other two tires were blown out like toys, and this time a light knife was wedged in the middle of the waste rubber. When you Haodong was forced to jump out of the car, he quickly glanced back, which made him jumpy. The twinkling eyes behind the brown lenses revealed the truth, and he did not care about anyone else. He turned around and ran into the tree-lined path. Behind him was the furious Yan Xiaodao. You Gongzi plunged into the hillside woods around the villa area without any sense of direction. This mountain path is actually a shortcut winding to the seaside, and nearby residents run through the road in the morning. Kuanzi they run to the foreign goods market to buy breakfast, every time take this road, so Yan Xiaodao is very familiar with the terrain, and you Childe is not familiar with. You Haodong, the eldest son, is a typical first-class hot temper, heavy duty cantilever racks ,shuttle rack system, second-rate wealth, third-rate ability and skill. His usual arrogant and conceited style of doing things was thrown a sucker punch in front of the door of the villa of the Yan family, so that the bad sneak attack was defeated and he lost all face. At this time, he still did not understand who had hit back, and who had fired the two powerful and precise shots? Isn't the boy surnamed Ling a disabled paralytic who is weak and has no ability to protect himself? You Haodong's heel was not good enough, and his hand could not keep up with his temper. At this time, he was driven into anger from embarrassment and shouted abuse: "Yan Xiao, you raise a male *****/son at home to harm me!.." You bastard! He could not aim his gun in the shaking sight of the bumpy mountain road, in the shadow of the unfathomable trees. Guns, in some cases, are not as good as knives, because guns are too dangerous, either inaccurate or fatal, easy to make irreparable disasters. When Yan Xiaodao stepped on a withered branch in Youhaodong and was about to run to the end of the mountain road, he brought out a cold blade like a clear breeze and a bright moon from his armpit with one hand. A slender knife was easily thrown out, the weight of the handle brought inertia, crossed a crescent arc in midair, slanted through the back of the windbreaker opened by Youzi, and finally poked into a strong pine tree with a "poof" sound. You Haodong broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he had been hit by a knife. He threw himself forward and fell out of the rough benzene and mess of Pingyang. The gun fell on the dead branches and fallen leaves, but it turned out that only one corner of the windbreaker was nailed to the trunk by the tip of the knife. Enough.
Yan Xiaodao did not move again, standing straight 15 meters away, staring at people with an expressionless face, holding a second throwing knife between his right index finger and middle finger, do you dare to fight again? You Haodong knew that he had fallen today, and his face was gone, but his chest was filled with the fire of grief and indignation and the injustice that he could not find the answer. The man tore his windbreaker to pieces before breaking free from the blade that had sunk into the tree trunk. He got up in a mess and asked angrily with red eyes, "Yan Xiao, I want to greet your whole family today. Go back and ask your little lover for me why he framed me."? Why did he secretly record that thing on the boat and let it out to harm me?! Why Yan Xiaodao could not answer such a tough question for Ling He, but he could say a fair word for Mai Yunliang: "You Haodong, you have only yourself to blame for what you have done to Mr. Mai in the future." …… If you can't get to the bottom of the matter, you won't be able to die in peace in the future. He guessed that Linghe and the old Watanabe dog were in a group, playing a double act on the boat, just to blackmail his family's wealth and position. You childe in the heart, take it for granted that this wealth and power is the supreme pursuit of ordinary people in the world, how many people are jealous of a share of his family. You Jinglian failed to pull his son to the city that night to provoke shooting, knowing that he was finished, and he was too frightened to run out of the temple. This temple is the fragile body on which he finally lives, so that he can bury his head as an ostrich and wait for the final judgment. He talked to Qi Baoshan on the phone yesterday. Over the years, the friendship between several people who once licked blood on the head of a knife and made a big case that people and gods did not know has gradually faded. They have become estranged intentionally or unintentionally. They seldom meet and talk with each other at ordinary times,heavy duty cantilever racks, and their understated greetings on New Year's Day have begun to appear insincere. When I wish my brother "your body is healthy", the overtone is clearly asking, "Why aren't you dead yet?". jracking.com | |
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