Chapter 1168 Is "Robbery Squad" Going to Be Finished? No, the Group Is Going to Be Destroyed!

Seeing the figure of Johnson, who was weighing only a pound and a big man, they all wanted to run away immediately. After all, they were a robbery team, but they were invincible in robbing any strong military state or military base. They could enter no one's land.

Except for the Rust Gold Research Institute in the Nut State, which almost died last time, they really have a shadow.

"When did this guy come here!" Sanjin yelled, holding his head.

"Just when you went on strike and refused to continue filming." Next to him, the shadowy photographer covered his mouth and snickered, "You have stopped developing, but others will not stop. What should I do now? I will be pushed by others. Got it!"

Seeing the black shadow gloating about his misfortune, Sanjin Siliang wanted to rush forward and tear him to pieces.

This guy must be causing trouble behind!

After they escaped last time, this guy didn't follow them at all, but continued to shoot from behind. They didn't know what would happen next, because they ran away directly and never looked back.

Only now did I know that this guy had indeed arranged a big gift for them.

But they knew that it would be useless even if they tore this guy into pieces.

God knows what kind of ghost this guy is. Although he has no fighting ability, he is basically a Xiaoqiang who cannot be killed. He will be resurrected even if he dies.

Anyway, it was something made by the owner of the village. Maybe the owner of the village is still gloating about the misfortune.

"Aren't you worried about our lives? What if we die!" Sanjin shouted with grief and anger.

"If you die, I can find two more fallen dragons to play the role." The black shadow photographer said that he was not afraid at all. "The audience can't see your appearance anyway, just dress up and it will be fine."

"How could the people we found again be as handsome, as temperamental, and as good at acting as us!" Si Liang protested angrily.

Sanjin punched him: "You're angry at something wrong, right?"

Then he said: "What if Dazhuang dies? What will you do if Dazhuang dies?"

"So I'm here." Black Shadow grinned.

It means that it’s okay if we die, but Da Zhuang can’t die?

This world is unfair! unfair! Absolutely unfair!

Everyone is life, why should we be different!

"Come on, Da Zhuang!" Sanjin Siliang pointed forward.

"Oh..." Da Zhuang responded stupidly and walked forward.

"Come back, come back!" Three pounds and four ounces quickly grabbed the silly kid.

Then the three of them were worried again.

"How to kill him?"

"I think he is already in his late 70s and 80s, and he probably won't live for a few more days." Sanjin pinched his chin and said, "Why don't we just wait nearby until he dies of old age?"

What greeted him was the disdainful looks from Jack and his team next to him.

It turns out that the so-called fallen dragon people are so cowardly?

"Damn it, I don't believe you can't kill him!" Stirred by that contemptuous look, Sanjin was also furious. He raised his hand: "Send me my arsenal!"

I heard the whistling wind in the sky getting louder.

Something was falling rapidly, and then landed on the ground with a "thud".

A huge container hit the ground hard, making a big hole in the ground.

This container was obviously not made of ordinary metal, but it was still unscathed.

San Jin Si Liang stepped forward and pulled open the door of the container. The densely packed various weapons inside made Jack and the others' eyes widen.

This is indeed an arsenal!

"Can you use weapons?" Sanjin turned around and asked Jack.

Jack felt that his intelligence had been insulted.

Ask me if I know how to use weapons? I'm a weapons master!

He stepped forward, picked up a heavy weapon, and then turned around to see four heavy machine guns in three jins and four hands.

"let's go!"

"Fuck him!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Balls of fire exploded and burned near the No. 7 Shipyard in the Nut State.

There were constant screams and screams in the middle.

Occasionally, there will be a flash of lightning. Whenever the lightning flashes, the whole world seems to be quiet, but after the lightning, the roaring sound of gunfire will still sound strongly.

Until a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky and hit the three-pound arsenal directly.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and a huge explosion blew everyone out, almost shattering their eardrums.

"What kind of monster is this!" Jack yelled, clutching his chest. He was affected by the explosion and his whole body was dripping with blood.

How can a human being hit this thing?

Even the fallen dragons are far from being on the same level as them!

In this world, except for Orion, the Prophet of Guns, and a few other people, I am afraid no one can kill him.

Seeing that they were injured, Johnson took a step forward with the magic knife to kill Jack.

"Orion, the Prophet of Guns, bless you!" The big black man charged forward crazily with heavy weapons, showing great bravery.

He has a bad temper, but he is not afraid of death.

The bullet angled toward Johnson, catching his attention.

"Take the lead and leave!" the big black man shouted wildly, and the middle-aged man next to him, who was also feeling miserable, got up with a dry cough and tried his best to drag Jack away.

Johnson wanted to turn around, but the big black man threw a grenade directly at him.

Johnson waved the magic knife in his hand.

In other words, it was the magic knife that was controlling Johnson. The bullet hit his body, leaving only a dent, and the grenade exploded, leaving only a blackened area, which quickly recovered.

This magic sword is the heart of the manor of Zhushen Weili Manor. Although he is not the manor owner, the enhanced ability it brings cannot be underestimated.

With every swing of his knife, the skin on his body becomes a little looser, his teeth loosen a little, and his hair falls a little.

But after such a long time, he is still alive and well, with no sign of death.

The big black man loudly praised Orion, the prophet of guns, while gritting his teeth and pouring out the firepower in his hands crazily.

Johnson moved forward step by step, and the bullets in the big black man's hands were finally exhausted. He rushed forward, shouting "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" crazily.

"Die!"

Johnson slashed with his knife, and the big black man felt a flash of lightning in front of his eyes.

"Praise Orion, the Prophet of Guns..." The big black man closed his eyes and felt his body lighten up and float up.

Am I going to heaven?

"Run!" He heard someone speaking in his ear. When he opened his eyes, he saw a black figure holding him and flying up. Who could it be if it wasn't Da Zhuang? .

"Die!" Johnson slashed out with his knife, and the electric light chased behind the black shadow, and suddenly exploded, sending him flying out.

"Death!" Johnson was dragged by the magic knife. He just dodged and was behind Da Zhuang, slashing him with the knife again.

"Ah!" There was a scream, and a ferocious claw rose into the sky with blood.

At the critical moment, Sanjin pushed Da Zhuang away, but the lightning cut off one of his right arms completely.

"Brother Sanjin!" Da Zhuang struggled and happened to see this scene.

"Run! Let's hold him down!" Sanjin gritted his teeth.

Fallen dragons are always cunning and selfish, but they really have feelings for this little brother who truly relies on them and walks with them.

"I..." Da Zhuang didn't want to leave.

"Do you want us all to die here? Xiaofu, take him away!"

"Zhizhi!" Xiaofu struggled and stretched out his two wings and was about to take off, but after struggling twice, he couldn't fly.

Is the robbery team about to be wiped out?