Happy Little Mayor

"Paralysis, it is estimated that these little crickets have smashed the ammunition." Wang Bo was relieved, the pressure dropped suddenly, he was not comfortable, and even spoke Chinese.

Although Uncle Bing occasionally learns Chinese, he only knows a little bit, so he can only respond blankly to his words.

"Fack, I guess these **** are out of ammunition." Pharaoh translated in English.

Uncle Bing shook his head and whispered: "Be careful, they may want to seduce us into coming up, so ..."

He didn't finish his words, and a loud voice roared outside: "What? You let me betray the leader? No, my answer is dreaming, you dream! I will not betray the leader, and I will not Betray the police badge above me! "

Hearing this voice, Uncle Bing suddenly said, "Atulu? He wasn't killed?"

Wang Bo was quite moved, saying: "Although this product is timid and greedy, it is sometimes stupid, but his essence is not bad and he is a good man."

Hani's louder voice rang: "Hah? Are you sure? Good, I admire you tough guys. Come on, guys, one shot at a time, starting from the legs, and according to the rules, all the way to him. Count it to death ... "

"The people in the building listen, you have been surrounded by the Legion of Justice! Well, you surrender, as long as you surrender your gun, I promise the Legion of Justice will keep you two dead!"

Before the inspector's words were finished, Atulu immediately changed his lines and shouted hard at Xiaolou, almost holding Pharaoh.

Uncle Bing took out his mobile phone and took a picture from the corner of the window. Pharaoh went up to see it and saw Atulu standing proudly on the grass outside. Charlie and little Hani and others were scattered around.

"This bitch, he surrendered ?! What is the Justice Corps ?!"

Uncle Bing unloaded the magazine and glanced at it, then pressed the magazine and clicked and pulled the bolt and said, "Let's go, I will kill this **** traitor!"

Pharaoh asked worriedly, "Can you do it? Will you be shot into a sieve?"

Uncle Bing smiled and said, "Boss, let you see the power of King Bing."

He took off his jacket and leaned between the two windows. He threw the jacket to the left window with his left hand, and then suddenly flashed through the right window two seconds later. Wang Bo didn't see his movement clearly, only saw his The muzzle shook quickly, and then Uncle Bing dropped down and hid.

"Ahhh! It hurts!" Aturu's screaming sounded only then.

A series of bullets came in from the window through which the clothes floated, and another round of volleys. The crackling hard plastic bullets hit the second floor, turning the floor into an abstract painting.

Wang Bo held out his thumb and praised, "Great, now I have to call you the boss."

Uncle Bing smiled slightly and said, "He is too close. Since you entered the battlefield, you must understand a truth. If you want to live, the farther the enemy is, the better."

It was very difficult for three people to guard this small building. Without Aturu, the two of them were more difficult to guard.

Charlie led a man to attack from the lobby. Uncle Bing was very suppressed at the entrance of the stairs. He could not reach out to aim, but he could only shoot two shots on the stairs randomly to ensure that no one could escape. This was him. The limit.

Wang Bo wandered between several windows, and bullets kept coming in. He finally realized the feeling on the battlefield: the bullets don't have eyes, and an accidental outcrop may lead to headshots, so when they shoot, they dare to fight back. Yes, they are all warriors.

They defended for half an hour, and Wang Bo, who was sneaking out, suddenly heard a 'snap' sound from behind him, and then his **** was burning and hurting.

"Bad!" He cursed in pain, and he looked back, seeing a little Hani's upper body exposed in a window.

"How did you come up?" Wang Bo asked with a look of horror, and he had been patrolling through several windows to prevent someone from climbing in.

Little Hani said smugly, "It's very simple, Sister Eva told us to climb up from the corner of the pyramid, and that is the dead end of your vision."

Wang Bo was stimulated by his proud expression, and he pulled the pistol firmly and raised the gun.

At this moment, Hani was afraid to be proud, and he screamed, "You lost, you were annihilated! Boss, you can't fool, you know, I can hit your back so close, I'm afraid of you It hurts you in the ass! "

Uncle Bing, who was just about to shoot into the stairs, shrugged, "Ok, let's lose, boss, let's lose."

Wang Bo is not a loser. He aimed at Hani and scared him. He went out with his gun down and said, "Damn, this is not fair at all. We only have three. No, strictly speaking, it is two. Individuals, opponents? Fifteen or even sixteen! "

Atulu said in a grievance: "Boss, I was forced. They used my family to force me to shoot at you, but I didn't do it. I just shouted."

Uncle Bing went up and patted his shoulder and said, "You mean we should praise you for two words?"

Wang Bo motioned him not to ridicule the Māori, saying, "We are too poor in combat effectiveness. This has to be acknowledged. If the opponent's combat effectiveness is 100, our combat effectiveness is only 5."

Aturu ca n’t shoot well. He said, “Boss, you ’re too humble. You have at least 50, and Uncle Bing has 40. We ’re not bad.”

Wang Bo looked at him and said, "Yes, my combat strength with Uncle Bing adds up to 90, plus you, that is 5, is there a problem?"

Eva and Elizabeth smiled secretly there, and Aturu grumbled, "I'm not that bad."

After joking, Wang Bo stepped up and said to Bingge: "The training has just begun. I don't mind if you divide our police into a team. But if you want to divide the team like this, you have to fill us up."

Kid said confidently, "Boss, I'm with you."

Pharaoh looked at the paint on his chest in disdain, and said, "The combat power of 5 is low enough, plus you? Then our team's combat power is 0."

"Who do you want?" Hani asked.

Wang Bo whistled, the heroine, the queen, and the little king rushed towards him. He pointed at the three beasts and said, "That's them, my two military dogs and a pet!"

"Shit!"

"No way!"

"What else is there to play?"

"Do you want Transformers?"

Bingge ignored the protesters and said: "The requirements are reasonable, and the police dog is also a member of the police force."

There was a queen of the queen of small heroes beside them, and Wang Bo's face showed an unpleasant smile. He crossed his arms, and the commander flying in the air fell.

Seeing this, Bowen and others turned pale: "Boss, do you still have a face? Wouldn't you still want to bring a reconnaissance plane?"

"This is a police bird, and it's our team." Wang Bohaha laughed.

(To be continued.)