Being chased around like a wild dog, after so many years, he is actually tired. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is just some things, you have to give yourself a reason to stop justifiably.

The floating years of the past appear behind the Hidden King like a picture, those wandering days, those simple or cunning people, those things that make people laugh and cry.

To the right in front of him, pieces of iron, ingots, and nails coalesced into a huge iron sword. On the left-hand side, the cut steel plates are slowly twisting and 'stitching' together, forming a large concave shield.

From time to time, stray bullets from the gangrene flew over, blocked by the giant shield, and merged with the shield. The second-order Ryuya ran over with a sword, and Galen brandished his great sword with a cold face.

And everyone knew that when he could no longer swing the blade of his sword or lift a single piece of iron, the end would come.

But it's actually okay.

There are so many truths in life, and Galen doesn't like to talk about such and such things. But he clearly knows that life is not good if he doesn't know why it's wrong, and it's not good if he can't do it because he knows why it's not good.

Therefore it is better to be awake than to be drunk, a wise man is not as good as a fool, and it is better to sleep forever than to live.

Of course, Galen won't do suicide or anything, he just sees through the red dust a little bit, looks down on life and death, and doesn't have a brain in water. Galen's state felt like he had been washed by a pyramid scheme, and he looked at death as if he were home.

But manpower is exhausted from time to time, and the non-majevable factor of being chased and killed by others has to die when it is time to die. There is no need for any psychological burden, and I have already had this awareness in the army green backpack all year round.

However, it is best to die on the battlefield of the horse leather shroud in the life of a warrior. Galen was not a particular man, but he still felt that it was better to die in battle than to die in a mess if possible.

If you can choose the way to die, the Hidden King wants to die at the hands of those who used to be, whether it is gangrene or Fukasaku.

And in fact, he likes this place called Ueshima very much, and it is good to sleep here.

But fighting is not a simple math problem, the weak defeat the strong, and the fight does not know why and then inexplicably wins the mortal.

Under the double encirclement of the Beginning Dark Thorn and Quan Jichi, Galen's only chance of survival was to use the high burst in the early stage to severely damage at least one of the gangrene or second-order streamers. In this way, it may be possible to make Quan Jichi, who is known for being good at seizing opportunities, give up at least part of his energy to the people who are in the dark.

But Gangrene and Second-Order Ryuya are both experienced people, and when it is time to shrink, they are never rigid, so at a very small cost, the battle was smoothly dragged into the second half. At this time, the battle seemed to be vigorous, but in the eyes of the three of them, the final outcome was actually predestined. At this time, Galen's futile struggle is like a final goodbye to this short and boring life, and like the twilight of Hero's Evening.

"Foster, come back with me, Fukasaku is still here, maybe there will be a turnaround."

Claudorcus finally stood up from behind a gray-white crate, and he was now completely exposed to Galen's fire, and the greatsword smashed down, and he kicked it, and the blade moved sideways, slicing through the tail of the crate.

"It's useless, Foster, in your current state......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the giant sword cut horizontally again, and with the help of an erected iron pipe, he stepped on it and used his strength to turn over the sword and dodge.

"Still as obsessed as before......"

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On the other hand, Griffith, who had just done evil, was hit by Liang Qiu's wisdom.

It is not appropriate to say that he was hit by Liang Qiu Zhizhi, and the correct statement should be that he was hit by Liang Qiu Zhizhi's sight.

Mr. Liang Qiu Zhizhi of Quan Jichi has urinated since he was a child, and the intensity of brain waves is different from that of ordinary people, and he and Miss Liang Qiu Guizi do not know who their biological father is, and they are both people with abnormal brain domains.

In fact, there is a theory in the world that sunlight is electromagnetic waves, wireless networks are electromagnetic waves, and the human brain is electromagnetic waves, but normal people's brain waves are very weak.

Electromagnetic waves can carry and transmit data to achieve remote control, wireless networks can do it, the human brain can do the same, and even do better, more.

In fact, the technology of using light as a wireless network to transmit signals has been developed, compared with the traditional wifi, the network line number with light as the carrier has a wider bandwidth and a stronger ability to write and carry information.

By analogy, brain waves, which are electromagnetic waves, can remotely 'control' individuals whose brain parts are also emitting and receiving signals as long as the intensity is sufficient and the emission rules can be grasped at will.

This body can be an animal or a human, but because animals, especially small animals, have limited brain capacity and intelligence, they are more likely to be written and controlled by Liang Qiu's brainwaves.

Human individuals can also be controlled by Liang Qiu's intelligence, but due to the natural complexity and self-identity of the human brain, Liang Qiu's intelligence is more inclined to control simple-minded individuals such as crows and young pigeons.

Wireless networks can transmit, write, or simply receive.

In fact, every Quan Jichi team belonging to Liang Qiu's intellect carries the imprint he personally laid down on his body, which can play a role in locating or even amplifying specific brain waves within a certain range. It is one of the means that he often uses to obtain long-range vision and understand unexpected situations.

Griffith just took down the two small soldiers who had just taken two steps, and he saw a man rushing over with a gun.

The character of the big demon, if others don't mess with him, he will find fault and beat people, not to mention this stupid big man rushing over, and his expression is terrible.

Griffith dodged his two bullets in a few turns, and as soon as he approached him, a strange spiritual power rushed out of the petal-shaped tattoo on his neck in vain, quickly covering the man's skull, and in an instant, a brand-new, red-eyed Liang Qiu Zhizhi No. 2 appeared in front of Griffith.

This momentary change caught both sides off guard. Griffith naturally wouldn't have thought that Liang Qiuzhi had such a means, and even if he thought of it, he wouldn't have too much defense, such a chaotic environment on the battlefield of Nima, so many points that need vision, so many soldiers with so much power, why did you come to this one by such a coincidence.

Besides, seizing the human brain to 'open a trumpet' for yourself, you Liang Qiuzhi really think that your brain waves are infinite, and the burden is very heavy, okay? And the flock of birds flying around in the air to suppress the vision don't care, don't you want to suppress the vision......

And Liang Qiuzhi's side was purely on a whim, he felt that the first dark thorn side had basically been cleared, and the casualties on Quan Jichi's side were still within a controllable range, so he wanted to temporarily switch his gaze and take a look at the battlefield.

It didn't matter what he saw, the camera was the first to switch, and Griffith's stunned handsome face was presented in front of him.

Since Griffith did not deliberately restrain his breath, when the two faced each other, they immediately knew that they were not good at each other. The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly as he sat under the eaves with his back to the door and his eyes closed, probably thinking that there was really a-stirring stick in Nyima......

I just thought there was something strange about this battle.

Since the coincidence has happened, it is impossible for both sides to laugh it off, so then a big fight ensued.

The big demon was shot in the head by the man's hand, and the big demon rolled to the left, and the hidden chain on the middle finger of his left hand ejected, piercing the opponent's assault rifle.

Liang Qiuzhi's expression did not move, and then he took out the dagger from his back waist and approached it.

Fists and feet intersect, blades come and go. Griffith punched the man a few times, and then a chain slammed him against the wall.

The body that was lodged by Liang Qiu's intellectual knowledge was indeed not good, it was enough to be strong, but it was greatly lacking in flexibility and nerve emission.

Griffith fought with the opponent twice, and then roughly guessed what was going on, so he flexibly circled left and right a few times, and when the opponent lost his vision, he used the green feather to sneak up.

The big demon's attack was originally intended to pierce the other party, but Liang Qiu's wisdom is worthy of Liang Qiu's wisdom, even if his body is not good, the peak consciousness is still there, and he was stunned through his own prediction and avoided this fatal attack.

But that's the end of it.

The Shadow repeatedly pierced through the wall, tying Liang Qiuzhi to the wall, and Griffith walked over, pinched the other party's face, 'clicked', and twisted the cervical vertebrae.

The man sitting under the eaves snorted and slowly 'woke up', Xue Yijie turned his head to look at him, he raised his head and waved his hand, and a line of blood still flowed irrepressibly from the corners of his mouth.

"I've got you, Mouse."

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Outside the workshop, a thin needle with a cold glistening handle pierced through the space and spread around Griffith without warning. Xue Yijie held a gun in one hand and a quenched steel needle in the other, his face was cold.

The big demon held the chain in his hand, his figure kept retreating, and farther away, the man named Liang Qiu Zhizhi shook his clothes and got up from the chair.

Countless blood-red threads filled the space, covering his body, rubbing into the skin, turning into the skin's own ruddy color. The eldest boy of the Liang Qiu family's bones made a burst of explosions, and naturally shouted.

The biggest tycoon sitting on the island finally woke up, and he opened his black eyes and looked in the direction of Xue Yijie and Griffith. Taking back all the spilled brain waves, Liang Qiuzhi seemed to remember the shame of being crushed by someone's neck, but he was not a person with too clear grievances, and his mouth muttered, and finally formed such words:

"Jumping clown."

During the period when Griffith was 'hunted down' by the two bosses of Xue Yijie and Liang Qiuzhizhi, in the workshop, the battle between Griffith, the second-order Liuya and Galen was also coming to an end.

PS: The issue of messed up client chapter names has been resolved. The solution is: Please delete the "Six Thoughts" from the client first, and then, search and load it again, and the directory that flashes out again is correct.