Chapter 379: Death of Nanguiyan

No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can be knocked down with one shot!

Times have changed. Why fight with bayonets when you have guns in your hands?

Nan Guiyan looked at the gun pointed at him, and his heart tightened: "Annan!"

She said very quickly: "You are very strong, and it is rare for me to meet an opponent. Do you want to fight me in single combat?"

Annan raised an eyebrow.

Nan Guiyan quickly continued, "We are heroes who appreciate heroes, so let's have a competition! If I win, you let me go. If you win, you can do whatever you want with me."

Annan slowly put down the gun in his hand.

Nan Guiyan was overjoyed and was about to say something, but the next second, the other party aimed at her again.

“Are you in a TV show?”

"Ah?" The returning geese were surprised.

Annan said expressionlessly: "I am not a hero, nor a martial artist, and I have no interest in fighting with you.

In this situation, your skills are not an advantage. Unless you have hot weapons of equal strength, you are not qualified to negotiate with me. "

When this woman led a large group of people to attack Villa No. 1, she didn't try to fight me one-on-one. Now that I'm at a disadvantage, she wants to fight me one-on-one. Do I think she's a fool?

Annan pointed the gun at the cunning woman and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The migrating geese's pupils shrank suddenly, and they quickly squatted down, rolled on the spot, and hid behind the huge Fugui.

Fugui was startled and immediately turned around and wanted to bite her.

Who would have known that the migrating geese had such extraordinary kung fu that they could actually avoid Fugui's mouth and stick to its tail.

Seeing the shot miss, Annan frowned. This guy's speed was really ridiculous. He could even dodge bullets?!

Seeing that she was hiding behind Fugui, trying to use Fugui to restrain her and make her dare not shoot again, Annan was silent for two seconds and disappeared from the spot.

Nan Guiyan had just dodged a gunshot and the attack of a big white dog, and was just breathing a sigh of relief. But when he looked up again, the strange woman named Annan opposite him had disappeared again.

Again?

She immediately turned around to look, and at the same time leaned to the side, trying to once again avoid the opponent's flash attack from behind.

But this time she made a wrong prediction.

The surroundings were completely silent, and there was no sign of Annan.

The returning geese frowned. What happened? Didn't she disappear? Where did she disappear to?

He was looking around anxiously, wondering whether to attack the ferocious dog in front of him, when suddenly, a murderous aura came from the left rear.

Before she could react, there was a gunshot and the migrating goose was shot in the head and slowly fell to the ground.

Annan stood beside her and put away his gun calmly: "You are very strong. You just messed with the wrong people."

She is indeed not as skilled as Nan Guiyan, but in the end times where there is no logic, luck is also a kind of strength.

She was lucky, she had space, guns, and even the pet that the other party liked was raised by her. It can be said that she had everything going for her.

Annan bent down, picked up the rifle from Nan Guiyan's hand, took a look, and found that there was indeed no bullet in it.

The fallen geese returning south were filled with reluctance.

She was obviously more skilled, she had more men under her command, she had guns and explosives, so she shouldn't have died in obscurity like this...

At this moment, from the perspective of the migrating geese, they could just see Dong Zhibiao's head thrown casually aside not far away.

Perhaps it was a revolving screen before her death, the scene of the early days of the gang suddenly appeared before her eyes.

Dong Zhibiao was full of vigor and vitality: "Sister Yanzi, you are so invincible! How about we form a gang? Together, we can definitely survive in the apocalypse!"

She smiled and said, "Okay, let's form a gang! What do you think would be a good name for it?"

Dong Zhibiao rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the tattoo on his body: "How about calling us the Canglang Gang? I really like wolves! Let's be the strongest wolves in the apocalypse!"

"Okay! Let's be the strongest wolves!"

How did they end up like this today when they were full of vigor and ambition and marched forward together? They fought and quarreled, but in the end, they were just helping others.

Now that our brothers are gone, all the supplies that we had looted from our wares have become someone else's.

And there is Xiaojun hiding in the water tank...

The geese returning south stared with their eyes wide open.

Regret! She regrets so much!

Why didn’t I know more about the villas in Mid-Levels when I first went to investigate them? If I had known… if I had known…

The migrating geese, having completely lost their breath, never closed their eyes until they died.

Fugui sniffed her, confirmed that she was no longer breathing, then raised his head and moved closer to his master.

Seeing Annan holding the empty gun in his hand, Fugui jumped towards her a few times and shook his head proudly.

Seeing that it looked like it was asking for praise, Annan raised his eyebrows and asked, "You did that?"

Fugui grinned and nodded, then motioned for them to follow him.

Annan and Gu Zhiyu looked at each other, followed Fugui, and went upstairs again. This time, they came to the room next to Nan Guiyan's bedroom.

Fugui opened the door familiarly and invited them in.

As soon as Annan entered the house, he smelled a familiar smell.

The three little ones are kept very clean by him, and they always smell like pet shower gel. Just by smelling the room, you can tell they have lived here before.

Annan bent down and picked up a feather from Lai Fu.

She raised her eyebrows and asked Fugui, "Are you guys living well here?"

He raised his head proudly.

That’s right! The Dog King is popular wherever he goes!

Then he jumped onto the bed and lifted the quilt with his mouth. Annan then discovered that the quilt was full of bullets.

She was a little surprised: "You actually stole so many bullets?"

Fugui frowned and uttered a few "awws" in displeasure.

Annan turned and looked at Gu Zhiyu.

Gu Zhiyu chuckled and helped her translate: "It said that this is not called stealing, it's called strategic transfer."

Annan also laughed. He couldn't help but stroke the dog's head: "Good dog!"

She was worried about the three of them at home before, but it turned out that they were safe and had the leisure to help her take out all the enemy's bullets!

Where can you find such a smart and capable pet?

Fugui acted coquettishly for a while, and kept howling as if he was complaining about something.

Gu Zhiyu helped it translate: "It said that it didn't sleep well yesterday because of the bullets, and it didn't even have a blanket. I want to ask if you feel sorry for it."

Annan wanted to laugh, and responded cooperatively: "I feel bad! How can I not feel bad?"

Then he patted its head and said, "How about I reward you with a few big chicken legs tonight and let you come back to the bedroom and sleep with us?"

Before Fugui could say anything, Gu Zhiyu rejected it first: "No."

Fugui immediately groaned in dissatisfaction.

Miser!