Panther Commando

Wan Lin was lying on the reclining chair, and turned his head to see the women and children who were about to leave their homes and be kicked out of their homes. He struggled to sit up from the reclining chair, and shouted sharply to the two Abu brothers who were about to lift him up: "Put me down!"

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Abu's two younger brothers who had just raised the reclining chair quickly put down the reclining chair, and the little girl beside Wan Lin supported his swaying body in a panic, and the old patriarch also hurriedly turned around at this moment.

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Wan Lin frowned, gritted his teeth to resist the heart-wrenching pain in his body, looked at the old patriarch and said in a deep voice: "Old patriarch, the situation is very critical now. If you can trust me, then put your people Leave it all under my command, I don't believe that these **** can attack your tribe!"

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After hearing this, the old patriarch hesitated for a while. Ahu and Abu heard Wan Lin's words and stepped over to the old patriarch. They both looked at the old patriarch with light in their eyes. Ahu said loudly, "Give my people to Brother Wan, He can definitely help us block those bastards!" Abu also quickly said: "Yes, Brother Wan is an expert in fighting. With the help of him and the Leopard God, we can definitely block the enemy."

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As soon as the voices of the two fell, the gunshots from outside suddenly became intense, followed by the sounds of "bang bang bang", "da da da" square gunshots, "boom", and "boom" explosions.

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At this time, Ah Bao suddenly ran in in a hurry. He looked at the old patriarch and said hurriedly: "Patriarch, why haven't you left yet? The other party is now stepping up their offensive to cross the river, and my people can't hold on anymore!"

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Wan Lin reached out and grabbed Ah Bao's arm and asked, "Has the other party crossed over?" Ah Bao said anxiously, "Not yet, I came back just to bring some of Ah Hu's people there. My bullets are almost exhausted. Well, some people are already using bows and arrows with a shorter range!"

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When the old patriarch heard Ah Bao's voice, his face suddenly turned pale. At this time, several elders suddenly walked to the door with twenty or thirty gray-haired old men, and one elder said loudly, "A Bao, we old brothers come with you!"

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Following his voice, a vigorous but very powerful voice came from behind him immediately: "Yes, let's go over with you! Although we are old, our scimitars are not old, and the bows and arrows in our hands are still there!" A flash of knife light was already flashing from the door, and under the dry arms exposed outside the animal skin vest, they were all tightly holding the flickering scimitars.

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Wan Lin looked at these thin and thin old men over the age of 10, and suddenly felt a heat in his heart! These old people who were supposed to have fun with their grandchildren and enjoy the family in the peaceful era, but at this time, they raised their ancestral machetes again without hesitation for the survival of their tribe.

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At this time, the old patriarch's eyes were already red, he reached out and grabbed the hands of an elder and shook it vigorously, followed by shouting to a group of old people outside the door: "Okay, old brothers! Knife, kill the **** for the sake of our scimitar descendants!"

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"Kill! Kill the bastards!" The old people outside the door shouted in unison. The old voices echoed in the dark night sky, and the raised scimitars flickered in the night sky with a touch of cold light!

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The old patriarch turned around suddenly, looked at Wan Lin and said with a passionate voice: "Little brother, did you see it? This is the descendant of our machete, this is the man of our machete tribe! I put myself and the curved sword together. All the men of the Knife Tribe will be handed over to you, you can do whatever you want, and we will die without complaint!"

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Following the sonorous and powerful voice of the old patriarch, Ahu, Abao, and Abu stood straight in front of Wan Lin, and several of them shouted hoarsely, "Brother Wan, we will listen to you!"

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Several people's shouts shook the spacious living room "buzzing", followed by a cluster of sparks from a few torches in the corner of the house, and the raging flames shot up abruptly in the excited voices of several people, The red glow of the fire reflected on the solemn faces, and the eyes staring at Wan Lin were full of trust!

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Back then, it was the Wan brothers lying on the reclining chair who led a group of brave foreign warriors to help them drive away the drug dealers and save them at the critical moment of their life and death for the Scimitar tribe. Now, they still believe that the exotic warrior beside the Leopard God will definitely lead them out of the crisis again!

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Wan Lin looked at this group of brave and sturdy men, his heart was full of blood, and a heat flow suddenly surged in his dantian. As he circulated, his whole body seemed to be suddenly filled with an infinite power.

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He knew in his heart that the brave machete warriors of the Scimitar Tribe had already handed over their own lives and the lives of the entire clan, men, women and children, into the hands of a foreigner without hesitation!

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Wan Lin only felt a surge of blood rush to his brain. He propped up the rattan chair with his left hand, his feet turned around, and he suddenly stood on the ground in an instant!

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But as soon as his feet fell, he stood up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and his body shook violently, his left hand supported the shoulder of the girl next to him, and a piercing pain immediately passed into his mind, and his sallow face After that, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared.

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A few people around Ah Bao were startled, they quickly reached out to support Wan Lin, and looked at him worriedly. Abu asked anxiously, "Brother Wan, how are you?" Wan Lin gently pushed aside the outstretched arms of the three of them, looked down at the legs that were already standing on the ground, and suddenly a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

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He knew in his heart that the internal force he suddenly raised in the excitement just now opened up the blocked acupoints on his legs, and his true qi had begun to run on his legs.

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He took a deep breath and stood firm, looked up at Ah Bao and asked, "How many people are you defending by the river, and how many bullets do each have?" Ah Bao replied in frustration: "Most There were no more than three shots, and a small number of people were out of bullets and were using bows and arrows. A total of forty people were defending by the river, and now five people have lost their combat effectiveness."

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Wan Lin's expression changed, he turned his head to look at Ah Hu and asked anxiously, "Where are your people, how many people are there in total, and how many bullets are in each person's hand?"

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"There are 68 people on my side, 20 people guard the Baoshan behind the manor, the rest are responsible for the defense of the interior of the manor, and a few people are watching under the surrounding cliffs. The bullets in each hand do not exceed ten Fa, we still have more than 20 grenades, Abu has ten in his hand, and I have ten in my hand, this is all our possessions." Ahu also replied with a gloomy face.