女人张开腿让男人桶的爽

Raven was a powerful figure. Although his face was red, his eyes were not at all foggy, twinkling in the dark like a hawk;

“Erik, you two bastards! Damn, I knew you two drunks would be sleeping on guard…” As Raven saw the two sitting on the ground, leaning sideways, he erupted in anger;

“Cook, Ali, you two assholes better come out, or don’t blame me, Raven, for not being polite!” Raven roared loudly;

As he yelled, Raven tightened his grip on the long knife and walked forward;

The surroundings were wide open, the air filled with a repugnant stench of decay. Other than the noise from the room behind him, Raven only heard the wind and the clattering sound of the wire fence.

After shouting for Cook and Ali a few more times without any response, a hint of confusion crossed Raven’s eyes;

Usually, these two people would shiver awake from their slumber as soon as Raven called, ready to respond.

At that point, Raven suddenly felt a chilling gust from behind, like a Siberian cold wave, making the hairs on his neck stand on end;

Whoosh-

Raven whirled around, brandishing his long knife viciously towards the rear;

Clang-

With a crisp sound and sparks flying, Raven felt a strong force transmitted from the long knife, pushing him backwards a step;

“Who are you, how can your strength be this great?” This thought flashed through Raven’s mind. He took a closer look and saw a frail man a head shorter than him, wielding a dagger aiming at his knife;

Factoring in the equipment bonus, Song Jian’s strength had reached nine points, far exceeding the strength of a weightlifting champion. Although Raven was bulky, his strength attribute was at least two points less than Song Jian’s;

“Who are you?” Raven yelled, swinging his long knife at Song Jian again;

Failing to ambush, Song Jian had to face off, not retreating from Raven’s swinging knife. He let out a low growl and drove his dagger forward;

This strike hit Raven squarely in the chest;

Song Jian could even feel the slight resistance as his dagger pierced through the thin fabric, touching the skin. Then, the tip of the dagger easily tore through the body’s defense, puncturing into flesh. This sensational and exciting feeling almost made Song Jian infatuated;

Clang-

Raven’s long knife slashed hard against Song Jian’s shoulder. Just as Raven thought he could easily split his opponent in half, he suddenly found that his long knife could no longer advance an inch away from the opponent’s shoulder. At this point, Raven felt a severe pain in his chest;

“How could this be…” Raven looked at the emerging metallic scales on Song Jian’s shoulder, and his eyes showed a look of realization;

“God’s chosen…” Raven muttered under his breath, just about to create some distance between them, but suddenly felt a series of stabbing pain in his chest. Blood sprayed out, and the strength of his body seemed to recede rapidly with the blood loss;

Despite being protected by the zombie captain’s armor, Song Jian’s vitality points rapidly decreased by more than fifty points from this blow;

“Enemy attack-” With the last ounce of strength, Raven bellowed, and after being stabbed a few more times, Raven eventually let out an anguished moan, collapsing to the ground;

System: You killed the [LV5-101 Gathering Area Militia] with a dagger and gained 320 experience points; Your reputation with the 101 Gathering Area has decreased by 5 points, and you are now hostile to the 101 Gathering Area;

System: Dr. Ebsiting’s affection for you has increased by 10 points, and your relationship with him is now neutral;

Song Jian looked back and saw that Dr. Ebsiting was standing at the door, watching him. Seeing Song Jian turn around, Dr. Ebsiting snorted and went back into the room;

Bang-

Song Jian felt a jolt in his shoulder and instinctively threw himself to the side.

“Damn it, he killed Raven! Take him out.”

The remaining three men in the room were startled by Raven’s last roar. A militiaman clad in leather armor rushed out of the door, just in time to see Raven slowly falling in Song Jian’s arms. He immediately raised his rifle and squeezed the trigger at Song Jian.

Song Jian quickly took cover behind a small wall.

Bang, bang, bang-

Gunshots blared out all at once.

The bullets hit the walls of the houses and the trash debris, causing bricks to crumble and dirt to splatter. The situation was so dire that Song Jian could barely lift his head.

Song Jian leaned against the wall, clutching his [P18C], he took deep breaths, waiting for the right opportunity.

Bang-

A sudden gunshot interjected the continuous firing, sounding extraordinarily piercing.

“All, I’ve been shot! The kid has a gun!”

A groggy militiaman screamed in pain. Suddenly, the gunfire became less intense. The three of them found cover and no longer exposed themselves under Song Jian’s muzzle.

System: You used the handgun, causing 54 points of damage to the [LV3-101 Gathering Area Militia], the opponent has armor, resisting 30 points of damage, actual damage inflicted is 24 points.

Looking at the battle record, Song Jian shook his head.

“Too bad, the handgun’s power is still too small. If 1 had a rifle like they do, that guy would probably have been killed by me already.”

Song Jian’s skill [Firearm Weapon (Handgun) (Basic)] was the highest-ranked skill among all others. It not only increased power by 20%, but also added two points to accuracy. Even in such an intense gunfight, it was hard to miss.

Bang bang-

Two more shots. Song Jian managed to hit a militiaman’s head twice in a row, achieving two consecutive critical hits and instantly killing the man.

“Damn, that kid’s shooting is so accurate…”

“His armor is not bad, I shot him twice and he looked like nothing happened…”

The two militiamen were swearing. Song Jian checked his vitality points and saw that he only had a little over ninety points left. If he hadn’t eaten the golden quality pine nuts previously, or if he hadn’t acquired the zombie leader’s suit, Song Jian might be dead already.

After a while, the team leader with a metallic arm suddenly yelled at his companion, “That guy only has a small handgun. Robin, go out and draw him out.”

“Chief, you can’t do this. His shooting technique is very accurate, I will be killed by him,” Robin shivered, his face showed a pleading expression.

“Wear this helmet, as long as you don’t get hit in the head, you could at least withstand three or four bullets. If he dares to show his face, 1 will kill him with one shot. Don’t you believe in my shooting ability?”

“Vulture” Erik waved his metallic arm, the submachine gun in his hand accidentally pointing at Robin. His vicious eyes stared at Robin’s skinny figure.

“Alright, chief, you have to take that guy down!” Robin put on the helmet handed over by Erik, gritted his teeth, and rushed out of the cover.