At this time, Huang Jiahui and Cao Qianqian also came over, followed by two women, three men and five people.

In fact, when Luo Yuan was fighting, Huang Jiahui was not idle. Two green beetles who tried to get close to them were shot by her quickly. This also directly smashed the remaining pistol bullets. She finally had to pick up Luo Yuan and drop it. The rifle continues to fight.

The crowd continued to reduce the number of people, most of the green beetles got food, they stopped the attack, which also gave the survivors a chance to live, so that these people eventually survived.

"Rhoro, are you okay?" Huang Jiahui was worried when he saw Luo Yuan’s shocking injury.

"Fortunately?" Luo Yuan saw the two people have nothing to do, breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the crowd, calmly said: "What are they going on?"

"They want to follow us?" Huang Jiahui is somewhat wrong.

"Where are we going? We have an army on the way to us, it is safer, let them go there!" Luo Yuan said faintly.

"How can you not have compassion for this young man?" Seeing the relentless rejection of a young man, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup said with anger.

"Yeah, in times of crisis, everyone should help each other to overcome difficulties!" There is another middle-aged humanity.

"Compassion will kill me. And watching everyone's performance is not like a sympathetic person, otherwise they can't live. I am sorry, everyone is good to go separately." Luo Yuan is not moving coldly. Said. These people will only be dragged down, and the more people there are, the more likely they are to attract green beetles, not to mention that he is seriously injured now, even he does not know how long he can last.

He told Huang Jiahui and Cao Qianqian two people: "Let's go, there is still a long way to go."

He said that after a foot movement, there was a strong tingling in the calf, so that the body could not help but shake it a little, almost a slap.

A seemingly unobtrusive man saw this scene, his eyes flashed a cold light, and he was close to Huang Jiahui, suddenly pulling out the dagger at the waist and resisting Huang Jiahui's waist: "Don't move, let us leave Also, give us the rifle?"

"What do you want to do?" Cao Qianqian did not expect such an accident, angry.

"Give me shut up, fast, give me the gun, or I will kill her?" he muttered.

He has already seen the rifle long ago. In this world, there is a rifle, and the chance of living will be greatly improved. He no longer has to be scared and even do whatever he wants. As the saying goes, Li Lingzhi is faint. He did not move because he was very jealous of Luo Yuan who could fight with the large green beetle. Now he saw that Luo Yuan had been seriously injured, and his desires could no longer be suppressed.

Huang Jiahui’s face changed, she was not afraid, but she was angry. They saved these people desperately, and they were reported to be enemies.

"Yes, your knife is also thrown over? Otherwise we will kill her!" The middle-aged women with heavy makeup saw the people on their side controlling the form, and some smugly said.

The remaining three were silent and nervous about what happened.

"Have you just saved them?" Luo Yuan had some strange words to Huang Jiahui. Although he did not see it with his own eyes, Huang Jiahui took the rifle, and the rest of the people followed Huang Jiahui. It was easy to guess the passage of the incident. Obviously, It was Huang Jiahui who saved them.

Huang Jiahui’s face was ugly, and her heart was ashamed and angry. She did not expect that she would meet such a person.

"Less nonsense, give me a gun, or I will die this woman?" Wen Jing's man stared at Luo Yuan tightly, rubbing his lips and threatening loudly. He is very clear that he can make the decision only to the man with the knife.

Luo Yuan shook his handle and suddenly smiled: "Huang Jie gave her the gun?"

Huang Jiahui heard a sigh of relief and reluctantly handed the gun over. Wen Jing’s man caught it with one hand and still held the knife against her waist.

"There are bullets, thrown to the ground!" He licked his lips.

Huang Jiahui put the bullet bag on the ground again. He signaled the middle-aged man in the crowd and asked him to go.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and looked at Luo Yuan with a glance, carefully picking up the bullet pocket.

"Since we have got the gun, can we go now?" Luo Yuan said calmly, sinking like water.

Wen Jing man laughed wildly and his face was a little distorted. He took a rifle and took a few steps back. The gun was aimed at Luo Yuan: "Go? Now I want to go too late, keep an enemy like you, I don't worry. Just blame you for being too soft, just a woman. Now that the world has strength, there are guns, what kind of women can't get it?

Your two women are good, the buttocks are round and round, and it is definitely cool to dry up. After you die, I will treat them well. ”

Cao Qianqian was scared, but Huang Jiahui seemed to have no reaction. It seems that some of them are dead.

Luo Yuan is a little funny, and he is angry. Looking at him is like watching a dead person: "You really thought that I should eat me. I want to remind you of one thing. Your insurance for the gun has not yet opened!"

Wen Jing’s man’s face turned pale in an instant, and he subconsciously looked at the rifle in his hand.

At this time, Luo Yuan moved momentarily, and the wound that had just crusted in the calf collapsed instantly, and blood was pouring out.

His body is shaking!

Sprint!

Pull the knife!

Long knife into the sheath!

Hey...hey...

The sound of the spurt of the water, the sound of the rifle falling on the ground, and the snoring of the throat by the owner of the card almost simultaneously.

Wen Jing’s man’s face was extremely frightened. He grabbed his throat with force, but the blood continued to spurt out of his fingers and made a sound of water.

He looked at Luo Yuan incredulously, and there was a trace of regret on his face.

The surrounding crowds have retreated, and the middle-aged woman with heavy makeup fell to the ground with a scary look.

Luo Yuan looked in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was covered in a shackle, and was scared and shivered. He said inconsistency: "Don't kill me, it's not my business. I don't know this person."

"Give me the bullets!"

The bullet bag in the middle-aged man's opponent, such as the snake-eater, quickly and respectfully handed the bullet bag to Luo Yuan's hand.

His eyes looked at the heavy makeup women who fell to the ground and snorted.

Seeing Luo Yuan’s view, the middle-aged women stepped back and took a few steps, and a big pie face tried hard to squeeze a flattering smile.

Luo Yuan’s face was disgusting, and the bad guys dissipated most of the time: “I’m still the original proposal, and it’s better for everyone to go apart.”

"Good! Good!"

"Go away right away."

This time no one has any different opinions, and all people hate a lot of legs.

Instead, a woman came over and thanked him for letting Luo Yuan’s cold heart comfort a little.

After waiting for this group of people to leave, Luo Yuan couldn't hold it anymore, spurting out a blood, and his face quickly settled down.

Huang Jiahui quickly helped Luo Yuan and said with amazement: "Rousseau, you are fine."

"Everyone blames me, I know that I will not save them. A group of ungrateful people, how I blinked at the beginning." She said, tears slid down.

"Nothing, help me bring my luggage?" Luo Yuan said weakly.

When he had fallen, he was already seriously injured. Then he fought hard, and the injury was further aggravated. Now he can stand still, and he is already supported by perseverance.

Cao Qianqian also panicked, and she quickly dragged the box over.

"Open, take out the fried meat strips?" Luo Yuan said.

Cao Qianqian turned over and found that there was a plastic bag of golden yellow fried meat. She couldn’t react to it. She said: "You... are you hungry?"

Luo Yuan ignored her, took a plastic bag, and wanted to open it, but found that she had no strength and could not open it.

Huang Jiahui noticed this scene and quickly helped open the rope tied with a plastic belt.

A seductive scent suddenly floated out of the plastic bag, and Huang Jiahui and Cao Qianqian couldn't help but swallow. .

Luo Yuan picked up a piece of stuff into the mouth, chewed it hard, and swallowed it. He ate fast, and soon he had half a bag of fried rat meat, and he had already swallowed it.

His body is rapidly hot, and the feeling of excitement makes the spirit unable to vibrate, and the strength re-emerges in the body.

The flesh and blood of the light blue-class creature is rich in a large amount of active energy, which is more nourishing than the centennial ginseng. It has a immediate effect on restoring physical strength and relieving the injury.

Huang Jiahui felt that his body temperature was constantly rising, touching his head and sinking his heart: "Cao Qianqian, take the bottle of water."

Cao Qianqian responded and quickly took out a bottle of mineral water from the suitcase.

After Luo Yuan took it, after drinking a few mouthfuls, he pushed Huang Jiahui: "I am much better."

"But... you have a fever?" Huang Jiahui worried.

Luo Yuan reacted and smiled: "This is a dried meat made by a powerful mutant beast. If you eat it, it will be hot. You will know if you try it, but you can't eat more with your physical quality, and you will have nosebleeds. ”

These things are said to be common to ordinary people, but they may be very valuable, but they are not the same for Luo Yuan, and there are still more than half of them in the family.

Huang Jiahui looked at Luo Yuan with suspicion and saw that his spirit was much better. He put his attention on the rat meat: "No wonder!"

Cao Qianqian had already been stunned, and when she heard it, she squeezed it and put her hand in the plastic bag.

After eating for a while, the body began to heat up, and the red face was like a fire, which was particularly delicate and moving.

Seeing the huge green beetle of Luo Yuanchao, the two could not restrain the delicious taste of the meat, and stuffed the rat meat into the mouth.