But this is not He Luo's real purpose, there is a blade hidden between his fingers, although it has rusted and rusted, but as the only weapon he can handle, He Luo is still quite worthy of the identity of a killer!

"Are you kidding?" Seeing He Luo's arrogant appearance, the old guy was really angry, "Your purpose is to deliberately provoke me, although I don't know if this is your helpless solution, but now you just want me to show my feet? It's too mentally retarded!"

He Luo snorted lightly: "Maybe that's the case...... It's so cool to make you angry, not to mention that your brain is now filled with anger, and what if you keep your only sanity in this situation?"

He Luoke is quite aware of anger, how serious the influence on a person is, can make a person's strength and potential explode, and you can also make a person completely crazy.

"Are you waiting for something?"

The old guy finally regained some strength at this time, but suddenly the smile on He Luo's face was really gloomy.

He Luo rushed straight away, he didn't have time to say any nonsense, he knew that it would be quite uncomfortable to kill with one blow in such a short time and a little long distance, but no matter what, he also had certain requirements for distance, and his blade still had an advantage at close range.

"What the hell is this guy going to do, why do you have to increase your speed so fast......

The old fellow rushed over in the same way, and he would never let his dignity be compromised in any way.

Because He Luoche completely insulted the underground dark logistics, such a trump card-like existence made him say that he was ordinary garbage, and it was strange that the old guy could be willing.

"Wait for you to rush like this!" He Luo laughed quite recklessly, and his body turned a corner in the air!

He Luo's body was like a soft jelly, and in this high-speed situation, he actually jumped in a perfect arc, directly avoiding the killing of the old guy.

And several flying knives rushed towards He Luo's head, of course, these knives were the same as those used by the man in sunglasses, but they didn't seem to have much effect on He Luo.

All of this came from He Luo's revenge, and just as He Luo dodged the old guy's attack routines one after another, a flash of light flashed between He Luo's fingers.

"What the hell is this—I see!" the old guy felt a sense of regret in his heart at this time, "This trick is really subtle, maybe I should use this trick against you, but I still lost a chance......"

For a while, the old master of the underground dark logistics was full of remorse in his heart, and he didn't even know what his final situation was.

But no matter how much you regret it, no matter how much you blame yourself, now that this road has come to this point, you can only continue to walk hard.

The sharp edge vented the false proof at this moment, He Luo smiled faintly, and the power in his hand spread over, directly knocking this unlucky old guy to the ground.

"Hey—this may be the arrangement of fate, your existence has no meaning to me at all, and it is only a matter of time before I destroy you!"

The old guy fell to the ground and had a very obvious wound on his neck, black blood was constantly spraying out of the wound, but the color of this blood seemed to be something wrong.

He Luo's accuracy and sense of direction have always been quite accurate, cutting off his carotid artery, no matter how flexible this guy is, he can't survive.

It's just that this pitch-black blood is like oil and gas, which makes people shudder, can it be said that this old guy was born like this?

"According to his words, Chen Kailong and Zhang Guangguang should still be dealing with a few strong people, and they must go to support......

There are many unknown things, why is the color of the blood in the old guy's body so dim, it is exactly the same as the blood of the man in sunglasses, but now He Luo has no time to explore so much, he has to find a new way, or whether there is any abandoned minecart here.

"By the way, how could I have forgotten that thing?"

He Luo slapped his head, and immediately took out the original remote control from the pocket of the old guy who fell to the ground, and suddenly showed an arrogant expression.

"The effect of this thing, I can see it clearly, it will definitely be a great thing!" He Luo looked at the complicated button on it, and pressed the biggest red color without thinking about it.

Hmm-

I only heard a whistle coming from the entire underground corridor, where many ultra-small ventilation pipes were installed, and the ventilation pipes were constantly emitting sounds from the outside.

"What's the situation? Could it be that there is a mezzanine here?" He Luo's face also shook slightly, he had never encountered this situation, but it had already reached this point, and it would be shameful to retreat from difficulties or something.

"What if I run into a few more enemies!Damn, uncle, I haven't seen anything?" He Luomo shook his fists, suddenly murderous, full of self-confidence, "And to put it bluntly, Lao Tzu, I have experienced a lot of things, but I have never been afraid of anyone......"

It seems that the surrounding space has become cold, and the strange sound from the ventilation pipe is slowly disappearing, and then a kind of sub-zero temperature of the air conditioner is constantly coming from the tiny holes to this enclosed space.

He Luo was startled, turned the remote control over and over in his hand and checked it a few times, and found that this thing didn't seem to have an abnormal reaction, the button he pressed was the largest red color, and it stands to reason that red should represent high temperature, but who knows that this button means low temperature......

"Uh, is this blue button next to it a return?"

He Luo, who was shivering from the cold, had no way to retreat at this time, and pressed the blue button next to him, but who expected that a scorching murderous aura was about to come.

"Death Signal Locked...... Didi, the signal pattern has been locked, and the locker is found...... The Blade is about to attack!"

As if it was an artificial intelligence's ice seed voice, He Luo subconsciously looked behind him, only to see a dilapidated horn hanging on a dirt slope, although this underground world looks like a huge palace, there are few roads to go, and there are intricate dark passages.

He Luo scratched his head: "This is simply a strange thing, when I came here, why didn't I see a communication speaker here, and there is also a power cable! ”