While he was talking, there was already movement on the other side.

Even if the political discipline is so evil, but they must not surrender, because they know that if they really do that, they are afraid that the consequences are not much better than dying like this, even if a few members of the Freemasonry do not want their lives, they are afraid that once they become prisoners, even the organization will not let them go, I am afraid that what awaits them will be endless escape and cruelty, and the Dalai Lama, if they are caught, what awaits them will also be a long sentence, such a price is obviously what they do not want to see。

Therefore, instead of being caught, they still chose to fight, no matter how powerful the political discipline is, they can't keep their more than 20 people at the same time, right?

At this critical juncture, they glanced at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was the same, as long as they crossed the national border a few meters away, they would be safe, life and death were in this short few meters, and they had to fight for their own life!

"Fight!" At this moment, the bewitching girl suddenly screamed, and suddenly rolled to the side, what she wanted to do was nothing else, but to stay away from Zhengji! Anyway, the national border is so long, since Zhengji is so weird, then fortunately, bypass him a few meters, everyone began to break through in an instant, and they didn't believe that Zhengji could stop all of them at the same time!

At the same time, as soon as her words fell, the fastest movement was naturally the other two teammates with higher tacit understanding, Matthew, who was carrying the sack, didn't care about the Zen Qi in the bag at the moment, and suddenly threw the sack towards Masaki, and his body jumped, and he didn't know when there was an extra Kaba saber in his hand, protecting his side, and breaking through towards the left side of Masaki, while another black-clothed teammate had an extra Japanese steel knife more than half a meter long in his hand, and at the same time rushed towards the right side of Masaki, and the others, including the team of the Dalai Lama, also at this moment, like a scattered hornet's nest, scattered towards the four sides of Masaki。

said that he was scattered and fled, but in fact it was the only target, just the border behind him!

At the same time, among the members of the protection of the Lai Lama, there were also people with machine guns, constantly shooting at Zhengji, and all of a sudden, the guns roared, bullets flew all over the sky, and more than a dozen guns spewed tongues of fire in the night light, and bullets were fired towards their common goal, the mysterious man.

"This time, he can't catch the bullet!" Seeing this scene, some members who were shooting secretly speculated in their hearts that with such a density, almost a dozen machine guns were firing at the same time, and this man would not be able to catch it even if he was a thousand-armed Guanyin!

There was renewed hope in their eyes, perhaps, they could make it?

"Crossing the line! Die!" Masaki's eyes turned cold, he gave the other party a chance, but the other party didn't grasp it, at this moment he finally stopped showing mercy, his feet stepped on the ground suddenly, and he casually held the flying sack, feeling the touch of the human body inside, he guessed the identity of the person inside, and threw the sack behind him with a borrowed technique.

Seeing that the bewitching girl who had already crossed the border with half a foot saw this action of Zhengji, she secretly rejoiced in her heart, at such a distance, it was obvious that the other party had no time to react, not to mention that they had to intercept so many people at the same time, they were about to escape!

"HRE Heavenly Expedition!" However, just when they thought they were about to succeed, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded clearly in the rain of bullets, and everyone was stunned, and then they felt as if there was a huge force out of thin air, slamming into their bodies.

There is no time to scream, there is no time to react, time seems to be still, in this cunning moonlight, like a scene in a science fiction mythological movie, everyone in the moment the sound sounded, their feet off the ground, suddenly thrown high in the air, turned into a moonlit night of flying people, limbs are struggling in the air with nowhere to be forced, their mouths are spitting scarlet blood mixed with the fragments of internal organs, it is actually in an instant all five internal organs are shattered!

Bursts of heart-piercing pain came from the internal organs, and there was an incomparably painful expression on his face, as if it had been shattered by an invisible sledgehammer, and then his eyes went black, and he was no longer conscious.

"Bang bang bang", after a few seconds, the sound of landing came one after another, and they fell to the ground in free fall like bags of noodles, and their lifeless limbs twitched like the last struggle before death due to nervous reactions, no one was exempt, even a few of the so-called elite Freemasons of the masters were lying on the ground without exception, spitting blood, as if the life force was gone.

The bewitching girl, at this moment, can no longer see her charming, with the breath of death in her eyes, her eyes are full of despair and incredulity, the last glance at the figure standing there quietly without any damage, and the line under his feet that has been blurred, the last breath finally turned into a unwilling spit out, tilted his head, and returned to the underworld.

And the other two, maybe stronger than the other people's vitality, but also with the same mood into the ghost gate, they may never have thought that their lives would end in such an unbelievable way, this man, what is it, this question, with their death and forever brought to the grave.

Tashi Tsona leaned against the trunk of the tree, hanging his head weakly, maybe because he was the strongest among them, or maybe because it was related to his cultivation since childhood, until this moment, he still had a breath, but even so, the blood fragments that kept flowing in his mouth also meant that his life was short, his eyes with blood had blurred, and the demon-like figure had become cloudy, and he felt that every breath was accompanied by the last exchange of life.

Even if his martial arts were as high as his, he didn't know what had just happened, he only saw that they had just rushed to the border, and then everyone was bounced away in an instant, as if there was an invisible elastic wall in front of him.

"HRE Celestial Sign", with memories in his eyes, his bloody mouth slowly spit out the last words he heard in his life that he didn't know the meaning, and then his neck crooked, stepping into the footsteps of others.

Dust to dust, earth to earth, no matter how much glory in life, no matter what status in life, at this moment will inevitably be reduced to the same corpse, God is fair, you come naked, when you die, you can't take anything away, only the moonlight, eternity generally illuminates the earth, as if it is an emotionless eye, watching the sad creature of this reincarnation in the mortal world.

The border that was still noisy just now, at this moment, only a figure of Zhengji was left standing in place, surrounded by dead corpses lying on the ground like hell, no, in addition, there was an old figure, kneeling on the ground in a daze, looking at all this like a fool, it was the Great Lai Lama.

The old man's face was full of panic and terror, so that his old facial features seemed to be crowded together, ugly like a goblin, trembling involuntarily, even he, as a leader, for this scene in front of him, there was only endless horror left, this person, in his eyes, was no longer a human being, but classified as a demon!

However, his survival was not due to luck and strength, but to the intention of Masaki, because Masaki remembered that this mission was to capture him alive!

Masaki glanced at him in disgust, and with a quick turn of the kaleidoscope writing wheel, a black flame appeared out of thin air, and the flame that jumped like a ghost in the moonlight was like a dancing ghost, it was Amaterasu Flame!

With the appearance of Amaterasu, the temperature around him strangely did not increase but dropped, falling several degrees, and Da Lai, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at the black flame in the air, feeling as if his soul was about to be devoured, and a cold that rose from the bottom of his heart spread throughout his body, making him involuntarily snort and tremble.

Masaki ignored him, looked at the corpses on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, Amaterasu was like a black hole of hunger and thirst, covering every corpse in an instant, almost in an instant, all the corpses, even the guns and ammunition in their hands, and any steel products on their bodies, turned into the tiniest dust and dissipated between heaven and earth, and Amaterasu, with the disappearance of all this, like a well-fed black hole, gradually dissipated in the void.

The clean ground, as if the blood had been burned out, everything seemed to have never been born, and everything seemed to be a dream in the eyes of the Lai Lama, thus erasing the traces of existence in this world.

Dalai felt his lips dry, and the thoughts in his head seemed to be about to burst, what was this strange flame? This man, with his endless methods, made him feel hopeless.

Suddenly, a masked face appeared in front of Da Lai's eyes, it was the mysterious man, who was already terrified to the extreme, and he couldn't help but climb back a few steps, looking at the political discipline in front of him like a devil.

However, what caught his eye was a pair of strange red pupils, and then his expression was dull, and he stood up like a walking corpse, and reflexively returned to the forest like a robot step by step.

Masaki raised his head, his eyes had regained their black pupils, he took a deep breath, killing so many people, it is impossible to say that there is no psychological pressure, but he can only bury it in the bottom of his heart, because these people, from another point of view, can be said to deserve it! From the appearance of no psychological pressure when they shot at him, he knew that when these people shot at him, they had already made the consciousness of killing, and everyone was also an executioner with blood on their hands.