"One group, ready to skydive!"
A few hours later, the policemen pushed in three aluminum supply boxes and parachute bags. Jones, King and the other three people put their things on their backs and gave Chen Xing a thumbs-down sign before parachuting. Chen Xing was not polite and returned with a middle finger gesture.
Two hours after one group jumped, the second group jumped, then the third group.
"I'll wait for you below." The man with a dirty smile turned around, licked his lips at the woman in the corner, and then was pushed down by two policemen.
The woman jumps last. After putting the things on her back, she rolled up her sleeves, exposing her copper-skinned arms, and lifted her hood back. A head of capable chestnut medium and short hair spread out, and then there was a familiar face.
It turned out to be Arqiaomu!
Chen Xing's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh that the world is so small that he could encounter something like this. More than two months have passed since the last time we saw each other. Her strength seemed to have improved a lot. The exposed copper-colored skin became healthier and shiny, and her muscle lines became clearer and smoother, full of explosive power. And her figure seemed to be plumper, with bulging front and back, full of voluptuousness.
Chen Xing's eyes showed vigilance. The other party killed Danny, her companion who had always liked her, for money. She was a ruthless, ruthless and vicious woman.
A Qiaomu glanced at Chen Xing, his expression a little cold, and he didn't see any surprise or kindness from the acquaintance. He didn't say hello until the end, turned around without saying a word, and jumped out of the cabin.
A few more hours later, it was Chen Xing’s turn for the seventh and final group. The two punks looked at him at the same time, looking up and down, as if assessing his strength, and seemed very unfriendly.
Sensing the danger, Chen Xing took the lead and carried the aluminum box and parachute bag. In the case of mutual hostility, the party that lands first has the advantage.
"You last."
Unexpectedly, the policeman stopped Chen Xing and asked the two punks to jump first.
"Haha!" "Goodbye!" "You're dead!"
The two punks laughed triumphantly, made faces at Chen Xing, and were pushed out by the police.
Chen Xing quickly followed and stood at the edge of the hatch. The strong air flow caused people's hair to fly and their clothes to fly.
"The princess sends her regards."
The policeman next to him suddenly came up to him, put his arm around his shoulders, and whispered something. Before Chen Xing could react, he was pushed off the airship.
The air flow continued to rise, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. What did this sentence mean? He was horrified. Could it be that there was something wrong with the parachute? He touched the tab of the parachute bag with his backhand. He was at a high altitude now. If he opened the parachute, it would float far away, but he didn't care about that much at the moment. He grabbed the ring and pulled hard.
The feedback force on the hand was very light, like pulling out a thread, pulling out half of the cloth rope.
Damn it!
Chen Xing couldn't help but cursed. The parachute had been tampered with and couldn't be used. In an instant, great despair enveloped my heart. If the upper management wanted to deal with him, it would be easier than squeezing an ant to death. They could force him into a desperate situation with just a few tricks.
This is thousands of meters above the ground, and he doesn't have a parachute. What else can he do?
His mind seemed to be at a standstill, and fragments of his life flashed before his eyes one after another. Maybe if you die again, you can travel back in time. Don't mess with that devil this time, pack your package and run away.
To be honest, he doesn't want to die yet. There are still two lovely women waiting for him. One is gentle and fragrant, and the other has a delicate body. If he dies, he will only be able to take advantage of others...
In the blink of an eye, he saw two small black dots under his feet, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning.
There is no parachute, so you can grab it!
In a desperate situation, he saw a glimmer of hope. The two punks parachuted more than ten seconds before him. According to the acceleration of gravity, they were less than two hundred meters away from him. As long as he can catch the opponent before hitting the ground, he can survive.
He made a prompt decision, abandoned the supply box and the parachute bag that could not be opened, twisted his body in the air, head down, and quickly approached the small black spot. His hands and feet are together, and his body is streamlined, which greatly reduces air resistance.
150 meters, 125 meters, 100 meters...
He approached little by little, and the small black dot gradually expanded into a human figure, and then he could clearly see the clothes and packages on his body.
90 meters, 70 meters, 50 meters...
Just then, he saw the pink comb-headed punk's hand grabbing the parachute's tab. Then he flexed his arms and got ready to grab.
Just at this moment, the cock-comb-headed god glanced up and suddenly looked confused.
"Whoops!"
As if he was frightened, the pink comb-headed hand shook, and ended up tearing open the parachute. The next second, Chen Xing fell at high speed against the unopened cloth ball and grabbed the former's waist. There was only a "bang" sound, the parachute fully opened, and the fall suddenly stopped.
Chen Xing's arms sank and he hugged the other party's waist tightly.
"ah!"
The pink comb-head yelled, grabbing back with both hands.
"Be honest!" Chen Xing turned sideways to avoid the scratch, grabbed the opponent's belt with one hand, and punched the opponent's waist. The cockscomb head was also a ruthless person, and he immediately regained his composure and stopped struggling randomly.
Chen Xing grabbed the aluminum box behind Cockscomb and pulled hard, tearing the back strips. The aluminum box rolled and fell.
"My gun!" Cockscomb cried out in pain. Immediately afterwards, Cockscomb Head seemed to react and began to untie his belt.
The reason why Chen Xing unloaded the other party's box was because he was afraid that the other party would do this. He used his hands to pull, climbed up, grabbed the opponent's shoulders, and then clamped his feet to firmly hold the opponent's waist. In this way, the other party cannot get rid of him no matter what.
"Don't move!" Chen Xing raised a hand and punched Cockscomb's temple. Cockscomb Head immediately became honest and begged him for mercy.
"No, brother, don't..."
Thinking of the opponent's shouting before parachuting, Chen Xing kept doing it and hit his temple with his fist one after another, knocking him unconscious.
The parachute descended slowly, and finally landed on a flat open space under Chen Xing's control.
The ground was covered with black dust, and as soon as the two of them landed, they rolled into a ball of black coal. Cockscomb was lying on the ground. Chen Xing ignored it and got out of the parachute, looking for the aluminum box that had just fallen.
He did not kill Cockscomb Head. After all, he relied on others to survive. Regardless of whether the other party is willing or not, he is too embarrassed to immediately cross the river and burn the bridge to kill the other party.
In addition to the pink cockscomb head, there is also the blue cockscomb head. He must find a weapon as soon as possible, otherwise he will be in danger if the other party comes over.
The pink comb-shaped aluminum box fell not far away. The box fell open and all kinds of things were scattered on the floor. At this moment, he saw the blue cockscomb head several hundred meters away.
"You are dead!"
The blue cockscomb also spotted him and ran towards him, yelling, shooting as he ran. Fortunately, the opponent used a pistol with a limited range and could not hit him.
Chen Xing searched quickly and found a pistol among the rocks everywhere. It was an M1911 produced by West Continent Westwood Industries. Then he found the magazine seven or eight meters away, wiped it on his body, and inserted it into the gun case with a "click" sound.
"Dang, Dang..."
Bullets flying from a distance hit the rocks around him, causing sparks to appear. Turning around, he saw the blue cockscomb running more than a hundred years away. Chen Xing held a gun in both hands and was half-kneeling on the ground to fight back.
"Bang bang bang!"
Chen Xing's shooting skills were much more accurate than his opponent's, and the second bullet hit the target. The blue cockscomb tipped its head back and fell to the ground. Chen Xing immediately turned around and ran in the direction of his aluminum box.
Just now at high altitude, he had clearly seen the surrounding terrain and knew the approximate location.
The blue rooster stood up and looked at the direction Chen Xing was escaping from. He hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran towards his companions.
Not long after, Chen Xing found his supply box. Fortunately, the box fell into a dark bush and was not broken. After dragging out the aluminum box, he saw two cockscombs running towards him as soon as he started to open the box.
He only had time to take out the sheath knife and the ripper knife before the bullets came. The sniper rifles and assault rifles were taken apart and there was no time to assemble them.
"Whoosh..."
Stray bullets flew by, and he quickly found a black stone half a man's height as a cover, hiding behind it and fighting back.
"I'm going to kill you!" "Suffer death, there are two of us!"
The two men rushed over while shouting. Blue light emitted from the bullets hitting them. They looked like they were fighting types, specializing in psychic armor. The first skill that most psychic awakeners learn is psychic armor, which can greatly improve their survival rate in battle. There are still a small number of precision shooters like Chen Xing who specialize in charged shooting.
Chen Xing aimed at the blue cockscomb head, concentrated his energy, and poured in spiritual energy. The best way to deal with psychic armor is to use charged shots. Just like the spear and shield in ancient wars, they restrained each other.
After a few seconds, blue flames spurted out.
"Bang!"
The blue comb head fell down in response. At the same time, the pink cockscomb head had already rushed twenty meters away, and it was too late to recharge its energy. Chen Xing fired several shots to consume the opponent's psychic armor, then faced him with a sheathed sword in hand.
The pink comb head grabbed a half-meter-long Mitsubishi thorn and rushed forward. Chen Xing made a "swish" of his sword, sending out the Iihe chop.
The invisible sword energy streaked across the chest of the pink comb head, and the blue star sand flew like sparks.
"Death!" the pink comb-head shouted, stabbing Chen Xing in the shoulder.
Chen Xing instantly activated the trio, tripled his speed, stepped sideways to pass the Mitsubishi Thorn, and then kicked the opponent's calf. The pink cockscomb head lost its center of gravity and fell forward. Chen Xing stepped on it, grabbed the long knife with both hands, and stabbed it down.
He has let the other person go once, which is interesting enough.
"puff!"
The blade penetrated the flesh, and blood spattered out. The tip of the knife penetrated the chest and pinned the opponent to the ground. Chen Xing twisted hard, and the person beneath him lost all movement.
Turning around to look, the blue cock-combed head was getting up unsteadily. Perhaps realizing how powerful he was, the other person got up and turned around and ran away. Chen Xing pulled out his pistol, concentrated his energy, and launched a charged shot.
"Bang!"
Lan Yingying's bullet came out of the body and opened a bloody hole in the blue cockscomb's chest. The fragments of the organs were sprayed all over the ground. The blue cockscomb head knelt forward on his knees and slowly fell down.
