The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 107 Grasshopper after Autumn

"Watch your mouth!" Song Ziwen couldn't stand it anymore when he saw Wang Jia insulting Mu Xin so openly and secretly.

The idol is being insulted like this, as if he, a die-hard fan, doesn't exist?

Wang Jia finally knew how to restrain himself. After he had expressed his satisfaction with words, he naturally stopped while he was ahead.

He pointed his gun at Shang Junming and said, "Just now you said you wanted to compete with us, right?"

Shang Junming nodded.

Wang Jia smiled and said, "Sure. If you win, we won't take the crystal cores and will let you go."

The people around Wang Jia wanted to stop him, but when Wang Jia was in charge, he had the final say, so how could he allow others to interrupt? He rejected other people's suggestions and insisted on doing so.

"If we lose..." Wang Jia rolled his eyes, "Leave this woman to us for fun, and we'll take the firewood with us."

Then the people behind Wang Jia began to laugh evilly, as if they were thinking of something dirty.

He remembered that Ming Xiche seemed to still have feelings for Mu Xin, so taking Mu Xin with him when he went back might help him get some benefits.

Ming Xiche has been quite distant from him recently, but has attached great importance to Xiahou Yunjie, which makes Wang Jia feel somewhat unhappy.

Deng Miao had never been insulted like this before. Her face turned red, but she couldn't say anything because of her lack of upbringing.

"Wang Jia, you are a man after all. Don't have such dirty thoughts sometimes." Mu Xin said with a gloomy face.

"I can do whatever I want, and you, a dead male lover, should shut up!" Wang Jia cursed.

Song Ziwen and the others all had grim expressions on their faces, staring at Wang Jia and the others with fierce eyes.

Their team had never been looked down upon like this before. Why on earth did this Wang Jia show off so much here?

Yan Shaohui just kept watching Wang Jia talking nonsense quietly, his eyes were dead as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Jun Ming, be gentle."

Yan Shaohui only said this to Shang Junming.

Shang Junming nodded, then took the gun that Song Ziwen handed to him.

"This place is too small to maneuver." Shang Junming pointed his gun at the main road in front of the hospital, "It's open there, let's go there."

Wang Jia winked at the two subordinates behind him, who nodded and walked onto the road.

It was obvious at first glance that Wang Jia was planning to use two of them against Shang Junming alone. Song Ziwen pointed at Wang Jia and said angrily, "Hey, are you going to be so unfair?" This is too bullying!

"Don't forget, it's you who are begging me now. I'm not the one asking you to compete with me, so I have the final say on how to compete and how to compete. If I say two people, then it means two people." Wang Jia looked at Song Ziwen with a look of helplessness and a smile on his face.

"Besides, my condition is to take two people away. Correspondingly, he should also defeat two people to win."

Sha Lai patted Song Ziwen on the shoulder and said, "Mosquito, be quiet. You have to trust Shang Junming."

These people are just like grasshoppers in autumn. They will die if they jump around until winter. It is better to take direct action than to waste time talking to them.

Song Ziwen wanted to open his mouth, but he could only glare at Wang Jia and the others with a bad look, and then stayed in the team without saying a word.

Shang Junming raised his chin and looked at the two people opposite him. "Tell me, how do we compete?"

The two men looked at each other, not knowing what to do. It was Wang Jia who spoke up at this time: "You two should face each other and point your guns at each other. Isn't it a competition of speed? Let's see who shoots faster."

"Brother Wang, this is not a good idea. What if..." someone next to Wang Jia said in a low voice.

"What could possibly happen? Two people shooting at the same time can't kill one person?" Wang Jia sneered.

This was indeed what he was thinking. Since this baby-faced guy wanted to die, how could he not help him?

If the time comes and he takes two away and kills one, Yan Shaohui will definitely be very embarrassed.

He reached out and touched his face, letting out a cruel laugh.

He still remembers the burning pain on his face when Yan Shaohui dared to kick him. Since there is such a good opportunity, why would he let Yan Shaohui and the others off so easily? He wants to settle all the accounts today!

Not only does he want to get the crystal core, he also wants to take Mu Xin and that good-looking woman away!

Shang Junming agreed readily. He loaded his gun neatly and said, "Then stop talking nonsense and start."

The two men took a deep breath, then stood side by side opposite Shang Junming and raised their guns.

"I'll count down to three seconds, and then the game will begin." Wang Jia said impatiently, "3, 2, 1!"

As soon as Wang Jia finished speaking, several gunshots rang out. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it a gust of sand that blinded them.

After the wind and sand blew away and the vision became clear, they found that Shang Junming was standing there intact, while the two people opposite him were lying on the ground with their hands and feet pierced by bullets, and there was blood all over the ground.

"This... this... how is this possible!" Wang Jia was stunned. "How did you do it?"

Shang Junming threw the gun in the air, then caught it handsomely and put it back in his pocket. He looked at Wang Jia as if he was a mentally retarded person, "I am a sharpshooter, so it's too easy to deal with those two disabled people who can't even hold their guns in a standard way."

If you try to show off your skills in front of the master who used guns, you will of course just get shot.

"Well, you can't beat them like this!" Wang Jia pointed at the two people wailing on the ground with trembling hands, "You are too cruel!"

Shang Junming rolled his eyes, "I listened to Captain Yan and showed mercy, otherwise the bullet would have gone to your teammate's knee and elbow joints, and he would not have become a cripple, but a vegetable!"

He had just heard clearly that Wang Jia was trying to kill him! He would be sorry for himself if he didn't teach this arrogant man a lesson!

Is there any difference between a vegetative person and a disabled person? Isn't it the same ending in the end times? Wang Jia was so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't do anything about Shang Junming.

He has already lost more than a dozen team members, and with these two who were beaten like this, the remaining people are less than five in total.

How can I explain this to Ming Xiche when I get back? Wang Jia couldn't help but tremble. Whenever he thought of Ming Xiche's cold eyes, he felt terrified.

Ever since Ming Xiche was infected by the zombie virus and his superpowers were activated, he has been looking so gloomy. It's really scary to stay with him for too long.

"Why are you still standing there? Save them! Do you have to wait until they bleed to death before you save them?" Song Ziwen said with a gloating smile.

Wang Jia waved his hand and asked someone to stop the bleeding and bandage the two people with broken hands and feet.

Yan Shaohui finally took action at this time. He let go of the firewood and walked straight to Wang Jia.

Wang Jia pointed the gun at Yan Shaohui's chest, cold sweat oozing from his face, "What...what are you going to do?"