Mo Xie knew that he couldn't run far.

"I'm running out of power......"

The medicinal power of the Ma Xiang Bone is very domineering, and it has only been a few seconds since Mo Xie opened the 'Energy Storage Pipe', and eighty percent of the power of it has been swallowed by the medicinal power of the Ma Xiang Bone.

In the face of this poison, the medicinal power of Blood Bodhi also had to be dormant, but at this time, Mo Xie preferred the medicinal power of Blood Bodhi to come out.

"Sons of the Beach!"

Walking between the tents and tents, from time to time there will be enemy spears flying from behind, although Mo Ye at this moment is a little weak, but it is not something that these people can catch up with for a while, so they can only harass them remotely like this.

It's just that these people's crosshairs are poor, and the vision here is poor for them, so Mo Xie doesn't even have to do regular evasion actions.

However, if you stick to the escape route, it is easy to be taken advantage of, and seeing that Mo Ye only cares about escaping and doesn't even look back, the pursuers behind him quickly forget that this guy had killed them just now.

It's just that in less than a few breaths, Mo Ye's entire family was greeted all over again.

I have to say that the Holy Book is particularly well translated when it should not be translated......

Those who fled were running desperately, and those who pursued were desperately chasing. It's just that Mo Xie is running slower and slower, and his breathing began to be short, which is only a matter of less than five seconds.

The terrain in the tent group was complicated, and in the past five seconds, Mo Xie had only shortened the distance between himself and the camp boundary by less than thirty meters.

It's just that he knows that he probably won't be able to have the physical strength to support even three more seconds.

"Damn it!"

Circling left and right in the tent group, Mo Xie felt that if he went around again, he would be killed sooner or later, so it would be better to pour all his strength into his right arm and try to see if he had enough strength to throw Matthew beyond the camp boundary.

"Matthew! Listen! There's a machine gun outside the camp!"

For the old-fashioned plot of the elder brother who didn't appreciate the fact that he sent a double kill when his brother was desperately trying to save his younger brother, Mo Ye had long been familiar with it, and at this moment, his brain was running rapidly, and he suddenly figured out the best strategy.

"What......?"

Matthew, who had been persuading Mo Xie to leave himself and run for his life, was stunned by Mo Ye's cold words, and then his whole body flew up.

"Kirin Arm!"

For the first time, when urging this 'disobedient right arm', Mo Ye shouted its title in his heart.

It's been a long time since I've given myself psychological hints in a similar way......

Mo Xie threw Matthew at a 45° elevation angle like a ball at the boundary line.

"Parabolic, perfect. ”

silently glanced at Matthew, who was screaming and 'flying', and the next moment, Mo Ye fell directly to the ground.

His strength was completely depleted, and he was no better than a truck with empty gasoline at this point.

Falling in the snow, his mind began to blur.

"Did it work......?"

He didn't know the bottom of his heart, but he really couldn't have done better with his state.

From the violent killing to the escape, Mo Ye almost did not spend any effort on any superfluous actions, everyone he killed was necessary to be killed, if there was really any action that was superfluous, only throwing a spear on a stake could be shortlisted.

It's just that even if you save the force of that throw, I'm afraid it won't have any impact on the overall situation.

The shouting and killing sound behind him was getting closer and closer, but at this time, Mo Ye couldn't even gather the strength to struggle.

Falling into the hands of that group of people is not something that can be described by a simple sentence of 'a dead end'.

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The world looks like it's coming to an end.

Ruins after ruins, and the civilization of yesteryear has vanished.

A post-modern aircraft soars above the clouds, searching for survivors – mutants who survived the genocide known as 'Manhunt'.

"Professor, is there still no safe way to get there?"

The Storm Girl in the cab with her own Matt-killing hairstyle asked Professor X who was sitting in the passenger seat, the situation is getting worse day by day, and their enemies have long been unable to rely on radar to sense.

"Just not for the time being. ”

Professor X's face was serious, and the look in his eyes was as if he was still the headmaster that both mutants and ordinary people admired.

Yes, he is still the headmaster, but the number of his students who are still alive can probably be counted on one hand.

"Alright, Charles, you've said that a million times. Magneto stood outside the cab, "The energy storage room is also charged, Storm." ”

"Got it. ”

Although she knew the current situation, and it wasn't the first day she had contact with Magneto, Stormgirl still couldn't communicate with her old opponent normally.

After all, she used to be hostile, and there were several times when she almost fell into Magneto's hands.

So, Stormgirl just replied to Magneto lightly.

She didn't turn her head, let alone get up.

"Alas, young man ......"

Magneto sighed, then turned and left.

"Storm, I'll leave it to you first. ”

Professor X speaks to Storm, and then he takes control of his modified wheelchair and follows Magneto out.

……

"Erik, why don't you say what's on your mind?"

In the cabin, in a separate room, Professor X catches up with Magneto, but it looks like Magneto should have brought him over.

"Charles, you should have read it, but why didn't you say it?"

Magneto asked rhetorically.

"Is it useful to say it? We can't get there, and if we take a detour, it's too late. Professor X sighed, "We can't save this friend." ”

It seems that an acquaintance is in danger, and it is a crisis that they have no time to save.

"Since you can't save it, then you sent me that news before Mao?!Charles, what does this mean?"

Magneto felt like he was being stunned by Professor X.

"Listen, Eric, I mean 'we' can't be saved, not that he can't be saved. ”

Professor X's logic is a bit weird, and Magneto didn't understand it anyway.

"Beyond that snowy area is a dead land, and there is a danger of hitting the 'Sentinel' from any angle, and you tell me he can still be saved?! Don't tease, okay!" Magneto thought Professor X was playing with him.

"Actually, there's another 'potion'. ”

Professor X finally gets to the point, looking Magneto in the eye, and he says he's sincere.

"Hey, do you mean ......?" Magneto had already guessed what Professor X meant, but he immediately objected, "No, that potion is too precious! Besides, that guy is probably not that important, is it?"

"Old man, you are wrong, if we find him, we can end the days of hiding in Tibet a little sooner. Professor X didn't have any joke on his face, "Remember what I told you about Brady?"

"You mean ......?" Magneto looked stunned, "Are you sure?"

"Although his spiritual power has changed a little, I feel that his origin is still there. Professor X smiled, "The end is finally over, Eric. ”

"Hey, Professor, what are you talking about?"

Just as the two old men were talking about a topic that no one could understand except the two of them, a slightly rude fellow barged in.

With his trademark beard and muscular muscles and a cigar in his mouth, who is it if it's not Wolverine?

"There are candidates~"

The two old foxes looked at each other, and then they smiled meaningfully at Logan.