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Want to join the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group? Bullshit, it's nothing more than testing one's own reality.
Zhang Feng said nothing, endured the severe pain, and shot a bunch of bullets in the direction where the vulture's voice came from. He cursed loudly: "I'm going to fuck you. You want me to join the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. Are you even dreaming about it?"
While cursing, he took out Feng from his backpack, untied the gauze wrapped around its mouth, and said in a low voice: "Leave now! The further away the better."
Feng obviously didn't want to leave and lay at Zhang Feng's feet.
Zhang Feng felt pain in his heart. He picked up the rifle in his hand and put it on Feng's head. He lowered his voice and said viciously: "Get out of here right now. Get out!"
Feng whimpered and growled, facing the threat of the gun, he slowly backed away, looking at Zhang Feng with aggrieved eyes, and finally turned around and quickly got into the jungle.
"Huh." Zhang Feng took a deep breath. His leg is now injured and he has difficulty moving. He is afraid that he will fall into the hands of a vulture. If you don't want to implicate Feng, you can only pretend to be vicious and force it to leave, otherwise the vulture will never let it go after killing him.
Licking his lips, Zhang Feng replaced the magazine again, supported the ground with one leg, endured the tearing pain, stood up from the ground, leaned his back against the tree, sneered and roared: "A vulture, right? I Don’t you want to kill me? Why do you look like a thousand-year-old bastard and dare not show your head?”
"Hmph. Don't think that I didn't notice that you were injured! I can drag you to death as long as I hide." The vulture said with a cold snort.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned tightly. How did Vulture notice that he was injured? When he lowered his head and saw a large handful of blood stained on the grass, he suddenly understood.
He rolled his eyes and said, "I'm injured, and I can't move one leg. But that's it, what can you do to me? You think you have reinforcements, but I don't, right? What a joke."
The vulture was suddenly shocked. Did this guy really have reinforcements, or was he lying to himself? It is somewhat impossible for such a powerful gunman to be just a straggler, but the largest mercenary group in the area is the Blood Wolf where he belongs. Could it be transferred from another territory? I haven't received any news that other mercenary groups are taking action nearby.
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Feeling suspicious, he asked tentatively: "What a joke, let's see which of us can get reinforcements first!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng sneered in his heart and wanted to test himself. It seemed that he had become suspicious, so he immediately laughed and said: "Okay, neither of us should shoot, we will see whose reinforcements can arrive first."
The vulture no longer had any doubts in his mind. It seemed that the other party must have reinforcements. My team is all in this guy's hands. If I can't kill him and go back, I'm afraid the team leader won't let him go.
Thinking of this, he slowly pulled out the muzzle of the gun from his hiding place, pointed at the big tree where Zhang Feng was hiding, and pulled the trigger.
The bullets whizzed past, hitting the tree trunks with bangs, sawdust flying everywhere, and leaves falling rustlingly.
"Made, you are indeed a grandson, didn't you agree not to shoot? Damn it." Zhang Feng cursed.
"I never promised you." The vulture had no doubt in his mind at this moment. The other party must have reinforcements and must be injured, otherwise it would be impossible not to fight back in the face of his own shooting.
The body was completely moved out of the hiding place, and he advanced slowly and vigilantly with his rifle raised, his eyes fixed on the big tree where the opponent was hiding. His body is injured and his movements must be slow. As long as he dares to show his head, the vulture is sure to shoot him in the head!
Zhang Feng's face became increasingly ugly, blood continued to flow from the wound, his face became increasingly pale, and the severe pain made it impossible to use any strength in this leg.
Hearing the footsteps approaching, he took off the grenade hanging on his body and held it in his hand, already planning to die together.
No one is afraid of death, and Zhang Feng cherishes his life even more and wishes he could live a long life. However, when facing a certain death situation, he never lacks the courage to die together.
Licking his dry lips, he rushed out with the vulture as he approached, detonated the grenade, and the two of them exploded into pieces together.
Seeing Zhang Feng always hiding behind the tree without fighting back, the vulture had a smile on its face. He was already thinking about how to torture this gunman who killed eleven members of his team. He would have to skin and debone him to get rid of the hatred in his heart!
Just when he was extremely proud, suddenly a shadow quickly rushed towards his cheek from the side.
All the vulture's attention is on the tree in front of it where Zhang Feng is hiding.
Finally, I didn't expect that there would be "enemies" on the side.
It was too late to turn the gun around and shoot, so he swung the butt of the gun and hit him.
'Bang' The gun butt hit the enemy hard, and the sharp claws also scratched his eyes.
"Woo." "Ah!" The painful whimpering and the vulture's scream sounded at the same time.
Zhang Feng's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately no longer hesitated. He exerted force on one leg and threw his body out from behind the tree. He quickly took out the pistol on the outside of his thigh while still in mid-air, and continuously pulled the trigger. Sprays of blood exploded on the vulture's body.
The vulture's body twitched, gurgling blood flowed out from the gunshot wound, and a large amount of blood spurted out of its mouth, and its body slowly fell backwards.
Zhang Feng fell sideways to the ground, pressing the wound again. His body suddenly curled up in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Woo." A whimpering growl sounded, and Feng's body crookedly crawled towards Zhang Feng, his eyes full of pain.
Zhang Feng endured the severe pain and looked at Feng. There was an obvious dent in the side of its body.
The slightest movement made the wounds on his legs feel excruciating pain. When he sat up, his cheeks were covered with sweat.
Feng crawled to Zhang Feng's hand and curled up on the ground, sticking out his tongue to lick his fingers, his eyes full of pleading.
He picked up Feng and held it in his arms. He never thought that he would let it go. In the end, it saved his life.
Judging from the dent in his body, the bones should have been broken by the gun butt. Although it is not fatal, it may leave sequelae if not treated in time.
He stroked its furry head and said lovingly: "Don't worry, I will never drive you away again." After saying that, he pinched her broken bone with two fingers and pulled it apart, causing Feng to whine in pain. got up.
Repeated three times in a row, the broken bone was finally reset.
Take food and water out of your backpack and put it into its mouth, and wait until it is full before starting to eat. Putting Feng's body back into the backpack, Zhang Feng sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the wound, simply bandaged it with gauze and got up, jumping on one leg towards the vulture's body.