Super Dragon Evolution: 293 Crocodile God, Crocodile Ghost (Part 1)

"Tian’s family has less free time for months, and May people are more busy.

At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

……

Foot steaming the rustic, burning the sky with the back.

I tried my best not to know the heat, but the summer is long.

……"

This song by Bai Juyi's "Growing Wheat" originally described the hard and miserable life of a farmer harvesting wheat in the hot summer.

But at this time, Wen Zilong used it to describe the lives of the people who harvested these cwc and the dark water mercenaries.

This is indeed the case.

He jumped into the crowd of more than one hundred and fifty people.

Like a harvester, harvesting lives.

The two mercenaries on the left raised their guns and wanted to shoot him.

He flicked his tail.

Crack, click——

As the two of them flew more than 20 meters upside down, the ribs on their chests were broken.

A few mercenaries on the right wanted to escape.

Wen Zilong flicked his head and slammed these people directly into the river.

Be aware that the river here is so fast that it falls, and the death rate is almost 90%.

Same as Zaire’s Ebola.

As for the staff of cwc, in front of Wen Zilong, they are like muddy paper.

Wen Zilong keeps harvesting his life.

"Oh, God, save me!"

"Gosh, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Damn, run away!"

These guys kept screaming and avoiding.

Wen Zilong had no mercy in his heart.

Now you know you escaped?

How did you treat the guide's family just now?

Especially the white-headed devil.

In Wen Zilong's view, this guy is the culprit.

He must die!

He harvested these lives while walking towards the white-headed devil.

The bullets around him kept flying towards him.

But when hitting him, it looked like hitting an iron plate.

Sparks keep emitting from him.

When he came to the guide, he held his collar with his teeth.

Then flicked it sharply, throwing it out more than twenty meters, and let him leave the battlefield.

The guide was taken aback, and then hurriedly fled in the direction of the tribe.

Those Wagonians were surprised and delighted when the guide came back.

What was shocked was that the crocodile that appeared suddenly launched a frantic slaughter of the foreigners.

Will they also be massacred?

The good news is that this guide is back.

When they are not like this, they hurried to cross the river in the chaos and leave here.

On the swift river bank, there is a wooden bridge built of wood and only two meters wide.

The patriarch hurriedly gave orders to everyone:

"Cross the bridge, everyone will cross the bridge immediately!"

So these five hundred people hurriedly walked from the bridge to the other side of the river.

After crossing the bridge, everyone looked back.

I saw that more than 150 foreigners had been massacred for nearly half.

The patriarch was shocked and ordered to the tribe:

"Burn the bridge, burn it quickly!"

Of course, burning the bridge was not to stop the terrifying giant crocodile.

The giant crocodile can dive, even if it burns the bridge, it cannot stop it.

They are just to stop these foreigners.

As long as the bridge is burned, it will be difficult for them to come over in a short time.

Then the Wagnia can take the opportunity to escape.

Soon there was a fire on the bridge.

Some mercenaries wanted to learn from the Wagnia and escape from the bridge.

But just halfway through the escape, when they saw a fire on the opposite side, their complexion changed drastically.

The front is a big fire, and the back is a terrifying giant crocodile;

Below is the turbulent river that basically ggs as long as it falls.

At this time, they have no way to the sky, no way to the earth.

Wen Zilong rushed to the bridge and easily killed these people.

Return to the shore and continue to slaughter.

But at this moment, the white-haired devil had arrived on the military vehicle.

He carried a bazooka directly from the trunk of the car.

Then aimed at Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong was on the rise, and suddenly felt bad.

Turning his head to see, this white-headed devil is carrying a rocket launcher and facing him.

He wants to avoid instinctively.

And he also has a golden bell cover to withstand the attack of the rocket.

However, after hesitating for a while, he dispelled these thoughts.

Don’t you always want to break it in two?

But because it hurts too much, I can't make up my mind.

Isn't this just an opportunity now?

But if you really break into two pieces, you won’t be able to move for at least seven or eight hours.

He doesn't believe that this white-headed devil will let his two parts of his body be there like the previous cwc employees.

So you have to find the angle and pose.

Not only must he bang himself into two pieces, but he must also make himself disappear from their sight quickly after being cut into two pieces.

Wen Zilong's heart moved slightly, and he thought of his idea.

While continuing to slaughter a few people, he moved to a place near the river bank.

One step on the right is the river bank.

Also keep your body parallel to the river bank.

This makes it easier for the rocket to hit your waist.

While posing, he said:

"Wait a minute, the angle is a bit unadjusted. I will move it a little bit."

After confirming that the posture was set, he smiled, and blinked at the white-headed devil with his left eye:

"Fire at me!"

The white-headed devil, seeing this guy so arrogant, roared: "Die me!"

The trigger was pulled with his right hand.

咻——

The rocket, like a broom star, flew towards Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong looked at the broom star getting closer, suddenly regretted.

It hurts to be blown into two parts!

"Wait, wait, I regret it, I regret it......"

Boom——

Rockets will not accept any rebuttal.

There was a loud noise, drowning Wen Zilong's screams.

The flames soaring into the sky, Wen Zilong was directly blown into two sections.

Under the impact of the shock wave, he flew towards the river.

Thump thump thump--

The two parts of the body fell directly into the river, splashing waves over five meters high.

Wen Zilong's body was quickly swallowed by the river.

The severe pain from the fracture caused Wen Zilong to faint quickly.

Before fainting, he looked at the river that swallowed him, roaring like a beast.

In my mind, there was a vast and magnificent singing voice unexpectedly:

The rolling Yangtze River is full of water, and the chrysanthemums are all the heroes...

On the bank of the river, the white-headed devil saw Wen Zilong being blown into two pieces with his own eyes, and he was slightly happy.

A mercenary next to him is also happy:

"The devil is finally dead!"

"Being bombed into two paragraphs, it's strange not to die!"

"Damn, killing so many of us, it is too cheap to die once!"

"This guy is simply the devil, killing is like harvesting!"

Looking at the corpses around, the mercenaries said one after another.

"Fortunately, this guy is dead, otherwise I don't know how many people will die."

The white-headed devil was also slightly relieved.

That guy was finally **** to death.

But what made the white-headed devil a little disturbed was that the giant crocodile seemed to give up resistance before he died.

And it turned out to be posed and waiting for the rocket.

The most important thing is that it blinked at itself with one eye—as if it had a profound meaning.