Machine Wars : Full Metal Storm

Yu Qiushui squatted next to a corpse and groped around with her little hands.

A small, silver pistol was found in the wilderness hunter's clothes.

This thing has no power, it is more of a collection. Yu Qiushui played with it for a while and put the gun away.

Then he said with a smile.

"They stopped."

"What are you going to do?"

Luo Yan wiped the 'Blood Drink' with a man's cloak, raised his head and glanced at it.

He said softly: "If you don't want to kill me, I will kill you. What else can you do?"

"Only good people can do it to the end and send Buddha to the West."

Yu Qiushui couldn't help laughing and said: "You are such a good person."

At this time, the door of the cab of one of the trucks opened and a man jumped out.

He has single eyelids, wears Tai Chi practice clothes, holds a long sword with cold light in his hand, and wears cloth shoes. He looks very much like those mysterious "Qigong masters" in the past.

The master stepped forward and as soon as he opened his mouth, he began to chirp in the language of birds. Luo Yan could not understand even half of the word.

"Hey, it's 'stick'."

Yu Qiushui stood up and when Luo Yan looked over, she said, "He speaks Korean."

"What does he call himself Park Jinchang?"

Luo Yan was a little surprised: "Do you understand?"

Yu Qiushui shrugged his shoulders: "I have learned."

"When I was bored, I learned a few foreign languages."

"In addition to Korean, I can also speak English, French, Spanish, and Thai." She counted on her fingers.

At this time, Park Jinchang said something again.

Luo Yan waited for Yu Qiushui to translate.

Yu Qiushui crossed his arms and said, "He said you were wise enough to quickly throw away your weapon. He saw that you were good at martial arts and wanted to accept you as his disciple, so that you could avoid death."

"If you don't agree, he will skin and debone you and make you into pickles."

"Haha, as expected of Bangzi, he only knows how to make kimchi."

Luo Yan scratched his head: "Tell him to do it quickly, I'm in a hurry."

Yu Qiushui translated for Luo Yan in Korean.

Pu Jinchang's face suddenly fell, and then he showed his vitality. His long sword shook like a sword, and he stabbed Luo Yan in the chest as if he was gliding on the ice.

His movements were also chic and somewhat master-like, which attracted applause from the guards of "Jidian Logistics".

Luo Yan twisted his neck, blood suddenly appeared, his figure flickered, and he came behind Bangzi with his footwork of "dragonfly touching water".

Then they saw several blood-red sword lights hanging on the neck and arms of Master Park. While he was still sprinting, his head flew up, and then his arms separated, and his body fell into pieces and rolled to the ground.

Combat skills, chasing wind and shadow!

The applause in the motorcade was still ringing, but at this time, the applause seemed awkward.

Master Park, who looked like a fairy one second ago, suddenly turned into several pieces at this moment.

The changes were so fast that they didn't react.

But Luo Yan, who decided to be a "good guy to the end", did not stop, got into an off-road vehicle, and used a long knife to clean away, and several heads shot up into the sky.

Only then did the people in the convoy react. There was no need to wait for orders from above. There were soldiers manning machine guns, spitting out tongues of fire, and shooting at Luo Yan.

Luo Yan kept changing his position with his 'dragonfly's touch of water', and bullets were fired at him like rain, either falling into the air or accidentally injuring his companions.

Luo Yan entered the flock of sheep like a tiger and went on a killing spree, the light of his sword dancing in the escort vehicles.

Every time the sword light passed by, a large puff of blood mist would spurt out, and then a large amount of blood would be sucked away by the bloody vortex that appeared around Luo Yan.

"Walk!"

"Let's go quickly!"

In the cab of the truck, the man in a suit who had just invited 'Master Park' to take action now showed no trace of his grace.

His expression was distorted, his eyes were frightened, he was holding an automatic pistol with trembling hands, and he was yelling.

The truck started up with a rumble.

The man looked out the window and saw that the guard in the last escort car had also been killed.

There were still several streaks of bright, blood-stained sword light remaining on the car, and then Luo Yan's figure disappeared from his sight.

Luo Yan had already stepped onto the roof of the truck's compartment. The modified compartment was like an iron cage, so that the refugees inside could see Luo Yan passing above their heads.

In a flash, he came to the cab. In the cab, the man in a suit heard a sound above, yelled and fired randomly upwards, but Luo Yan appeared outside the cab window.

Luo Yan first pulled the man in a suit out of the cab window with one hand and threw it to the ground. Then he stepped in. The next second the truck stopped, the door opened, and the driver's body was kicked out by Luo Yan.

Behind him, Yu Qiushui was already sitting on a relatively clean off-road vehicle, yawning and watching Luo Yan return to the ground and walk towards the man in the suit.

The man in the suit was so scared that his legs were weak and he couldn't run because he was afraid that his pants would get wet.

"Speak well if you have something to say."

"I am the regional manager of 'Shidian Logistics', and my surname is Tang."

"If I die, the company will not let you go."

"You let me go and I'll give you this batch of goods. I don't want them any more. How about we make friends."

Luo Yan raised the knife and brought it down, a bloody ripple embedded in the face of the man in the suit, and then turned around and left without looking back.

"I..."

The man in the suit suddenly sprayed out a mist of blood, and before he could say his last words, he fell to the ground and died.

At this point, except for the refugees in the two vehicles, all the personnel of "Jidian Logistics" were "sent away" by Luo Yan.

Luo Yan opened the truck compartment, stepped aside, and said, "Come down."

"You can go."

The refugees in the car still didn't believe it. After a while, someone boldly came out of the cage. Then he rushed out with a 'swoosh' like a rabbit and ran into the dense forest beside the road.

Afterwards, more and more refugees got off the bus. Some had struggling expressions, while some just hated their parents for missing two legs and ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"They are all young adults."

Yu Qiushui came to Luo Yan: "This is a batch of 'mules'."

Luo Yan glanced at her.

Yu Qiushui explained: "It means coolies. You see, they are all men between twenty and forty years old. There are hundreds of people here, which is a group of labor force."

"The price of a 'mule' like this is not cheap, and this time 'Jidian Logistics' will suffer heavy losses."

After a while, those who wanted to leave had already left, but there were still forty or fifty people left.

Luo Yan frowned: "Why don't you leave?"

Those men looked at me and I looked at you, and then a man in his early thirties who looked smart and capable came out.

He smiled bitterly.

"Sir, when we were captured, our home had already been destroyed by people from Speedy Logistics."

"Our relatives are dead, our friends are dead, our home is gone, and we have no place to go back to."

A man in his early forties with a loyal appearance even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Luo Yan.

"Little brother, thank you for avenging me."

"Those beasts, except those of us who were captured, will not let anyone else go."

"My disabled son was burned alive by them in the house. I wanted to kill them, but I didn't have the ability."

"Thank you for avenging me. If you need it, I still have some strength, I can work for you. I am willing to work hard to repay your kindness!"

Some people died, but not completely...