Chapter 490: The Murder Case Caused by Three Cassava

As night fell, Duomu Village was shrouded in darkness. In the past, due to poverty, there were almost no lights in Duomu Village after nightfall, but now it is brightly lit. Several diesel motors roared, continuously inputting electricity into the mining area under construction, where several wooden sentry towers stood, each with a searchlight, illuminating the mining area and the village brightly.

In the mining area, several construction machinery engines roared, digging up the farmland planted with corn and cassava beyond recognition. Dozens of villagers were guarded by a team of armed men, who used shovels to send the excavated deep soil to the washing pool.

An old man couldn't take it anymore, so he leaned his shovel on the ground to rest. But before he could rest for a few more seconds, an armed man with an AK assault rifle came over, hit his shoulder with the handle of the gun, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

"Bastard! Work quickly! Or I'll kill you!" the armed man roared viciously.

The old man tremblingly got up from the ground, but before he could start working, he suddenly fell backwards. Hungry and physically exhausted, he is an old man, how can he persist.

The armed man pulled the bolt of the gun with a clatter, pointed the muzzle at the old man, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Go to hell, old man."

His right index finger pressed the trigger...

boom!

There was a shot.

There was no blood splattered on the body of the old man who passed out on the ground, but the head of the armed man who was about to shoot the old man suddenly exploded, was headshot by a bullet, and fell to the ground.

The entire mine suddenly exploded, some people roared, some people shot into the sky, and fired warning shots. As they approached, the panic here spread to the village in a blink of an eye. More armed personnel rushed out of the village, and some people jumped onto the chariot converted from a pickup truck, ready to operate the heavy machine gun mounted in the compartment.

At the same time, a hundred meters away.

The cement road hangs down its arms,

But the American-made m16 rifle that shot and killed the armed men to save the old man did not fall down, and was still in Ning Tao's hands. In the shot just now, Ning Tao aimed and locked on the target, and he just pulled the trigger.

The first shot was fired on the cement road, which was Ning Tao's decision. In the battle of the abyss in Shenlongjia, he seized a lot of firearms and ammunition, which are still piled up in the clinic. Now is the time to put them to use.

The cement road opened the dirty plastic bag he had been carrying all the time, took out a cassava from it and put it in Ning Tao's hand, then took out the second and third ones and put them in Ning Tao's hands respectively. In the hands of Qing Zhui and Bai Jing.

The cement road bent its legs, then fell to its knees with a plop, crying and said, "Please save my wife, and the villagers of Duomu Village, please..."

He used Bantu language, which Ning Tao, Qing Zhui and Bai Jing couldn't understand, but this did not hinder the plot that had been written and directed long ago.

Ning Tao said: "To collect people's money and eliminate disasters, we collected your cassava, your cassava is extremely precious, we will rescue your wife and the villagers of Duomu Village for you."

The cement road collapsed, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"He won't die?" Bai Jing asked with some concern.

For this team, the black youth is the most important, and those villagers and militants are secondary. If the cement road died here, it would be a waste of work.

Ning Tao woke up the state of Wangshu in his eyes, took a look, and then said: "It's okay, he won't die, but he's a little exhausted after walking so far. Let's do it and call it a day."

Bai Jing and Qing Zhui nodded at the same time.

A lantern flew out from Bai Jing's hand and flew towards Duomu Village. Where it flew over, white mist rose on the flat ground, and the white fog followed it to cover Duomu Village...

In Duomu Village, armed men fired into the surrounding woods. Someone shouted and drove the frightened villagers to gather in the open space in the middle of the village, making them squat on the ground with their heads in their hands.

A tall and burly black man came out of a private house, tying his trouser belt as he walked. Behind him, in the open door, was a young black woman curled up on the ground, with no cloth covering her body and scars all over her body.

This black man is called Alfred, and he is the commander of this rebel army.

Alfred, the name is a quintessentially French name. The history of Gund is a history of blood and tears. It was not only colonized by the Belgians, but also by the French. French is still the official language of Gund. In Gund, the people who can take French names are people with status and status. For example, his family is a military family in Gunde. He was also a colonel in the Gangde government army before.

"What happened?" Alfred roared angrily, "Where is the enemy?"

An armed man answered him: "Report to the Colonel, someone shot one of our men! Only one shot was fired, as if there was only one person."

Alfred shouted: "Find him for me and kill him!"

"Colonel... what's that?" An armed man suddenly pointed to a white mist coming from the direction of the Black Horn Tribe, with a surprised expression on his face: "How could this happen?"

The climate in Africa is hot, the rain is very little, and it is rare to get fog several times a year. It is not the rainy season when it is foggy. How can there be fog suddenly?

Alfred looked up at the white mist with a surprised expression on his face.

The thick fog quickly enveloped this side, and the fog was filled with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves. It seemed vaguely that someone was walking around, but it was also like a group of ghosts dancing a weird dance.

The lampposts of several searchlights all gathered on the white mist.

Alfred saw the vague voice and shouted loudly: "Shoot!"

bang bang bang!

Da da da!

thump thump...

The rifle and the machine gun fired together, and the bullets flew into the white mist bit by bit. sound.

However, the dense firepower network couldn't disperse the white thick fog. Amidst the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, the thick fog was about to envelop in a blink of an eye. The people in the fog opened their eyes wide, but they couldn't see a meter in front of them!

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

A big black man with beards was staring at the direction in front of him closely. He was holding a light machine gun in his hand, and a puff of blue gunpowder smoke was still emitting from the muzzle.

A vague figure suddenly appeared in the thick fog, and that terrifying voice seemed to come out of its mouth.

"Go to hell!" The big black man roared angrily, pointed his gun at the vague figure and pulled the trigger.

thump thump...

A swarm of machine gun bullets whizzed away, all hitting the blurred figure, but there was only white mist surging, but no one fell down.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed.

Click!

The machine gun was divided into three parts, and the big black man who weighed at least two hundred kilograms was also divided into three parts. After he fell to the ground, his body was split apart, and his brains were utterly devastated!

"Ah—" There was a scream in the thick fog.

This is just the beginning.

The enemy could not be seen, only the thick fog with a visibility of less than one meter. Armed personnel continued to be killed in the fog in the fog, but they couldn't see what the enemy looked like and where they were. Some armed men couldn't bear the pressure and fired into the dense fog, but the bullets missed the enemy but hit their own people.

This is a battle without any suspense. The two sides in the battle are the Heavenly Cultivation Group from the ancient eastern country, and the other is a rebel army composed of a group of mobs. They bully unarmed people and are fierce, but they are powerless in the face of such a battle.

For Ning Tao, Bai Jing, and Qing Zhui, under the bright lights of the sea of ​​bitterness, dense fog does not exist, and the village and mine are as bright as day. Ning Tao has a solar eclipse blade and an m16 rifle, Bai Jing has a pair of snake claws, and Qing Zhui has a pair of dragon claws to continuously harvest the lives of armed personnel. For the three of them, this battle is no different from killing chickens and fish, and it is not challenging.

Seeing that something was wrong, Alfred left his men and ran to the woods below the village with a good sense of direction and familiarity with the environment.

That forest is also the forest where the concrete road escaped.

A cyan figure soared into the sky, and in a flash in the air, it reached the sky above Alfred's head. A pair of dragon claws slashed down in the air, and a cloud of cyan demonic aura suddenly appeared on the top of Qing Zhui's head, which was actually in the shape of a dragon!

Yin——

Dragon chant!

Qingzhui's dragon claws burst out with green flames!

There is no doubt that Qing Zhui's strength has greatly increased after the snake transformed into a dragon and evolved into a flood dragon. She was not as good as Bai Jing and Yin Molan in the past, but now she is stronger than Bai Jing and Yin Molan!

Qing Zhui's attack this time obviously wanted to try his own dragon power, to kill chickens with a sledgehammer.

With this pair of dragon claws, Alfred might be chopped into a pile of dumpling stuffing.

But just when Qing Zhui saw that he was about to kill Alfred, a figure flew over from the side, hugged Alfred's waist, took him away from Qing Zhui's attack range, and threw him down on the ground.

Qingzhui's dragon claws fell through the air, and all six energies smashed to the ground. A huge rock cracked and split into several pieces. The incision was as smooth as a mirror and showed traces of being burned!

How can a snake compare to a dragon?

Qing Zhui was stunned by his own strength, fell to the ground, and forgot to ask Ning Tao why he didn't let her kill the commander.

Alfred finally saw the enemy, a thinner oriental man than him, he instinctively punched Ning Tao's head. His fist was almost a quarter the size of Ning Tao's head, and he believed that this punch would have stunned Ning Tao in the past.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Alfred's fist hit Ning Tao's head.

Ning Tao didn't even shake his head. He looked at Alfred, and then punched Alfred.

Boom!

Alfred hit his head on the ground and passed out.

Only then did Qing Zhui come over: "Brother Ning, why don't you let me kill him?"

Ning Tao said: "He is the commander of this rebel army, and he has a lot of sins. I can't earn evil thoughts and sins yet, but I will soon earn them. Keep him until I can earn evil thoughts and sins." Get rid of him."

A smile appeared on the corner of Qing Zhui's mouth: "I see, you are saving money."

Bai Jing's voice came: "Can you two be dating later? You want to exhaust me to death, don't you?"

Ning Tao and Qing Zhui smiled at each other and went into battle again.

This battle is equivalent to a one-punch little wild monster in a domestic game facing the top three rmb players in the game, that's what it feels like.

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