"Stupid! Hurry up and brake me, do you want to cause an accident? ”

"Paralyzed, the brakes are out of order, hurry up and jump out of the car. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Outside Pearl Harbor, on a wide road, on a Suzuki motorcycle, a man and a woman are sitting.

It was Chu Nanxiong and Xuewei, who sneaked out of the hospital and snatched a motorcycle.

Maybe it's driving too fast, or maybe it's because the motorcycle brakes can't be done in the first place, and the momentum of the forward rush can't be stopped at all.

Chu Nanxiong jumped up, his blood reaction was also very fast, he hugged his neck, and then flew up and jumped down.

The out-of-control motorcycle fell to the ground, made a screeching sound of rubbing, and exploded under the iron door.

When such an accident happened, four security guards on duty at the security post ran out, and one of them said angrily: "You don't have long eyes? ”

Xuewei was wearing a patient gown and stretched out his hand to him: "The driver is him, if you have any questions, ask him." ”

"It's not surprising that small accidents like this happen thousands of times a day around the world." Chu Nanxiong stepped forward impatiently.

The four security guards tried to reason with him, but their mouths didn't open. He shot out in an instant, turning four shadows into a punch, all of them hit the bridge of the nose, and the four of them fell, he rolled his eyes and said: "Such a strong smell of blood, when my nose is an ornament?" ”

Knock down the four people, and when they passed by the security post, they glanced inside, and the security guard was already lying on the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.

Xuewei took out the M9 bayonet from a killer disguised as a security guard, weighed it, and said sincerely: "Familiar feeling, familiar look, a little nostalgic." ”

"A long-lost career as a killer?" Chu Nanxiong asked casually.

Blood shook his head slightly, and his long hair swayed accordingly: "The M9 bayonet is a multi-functional bayonet, which can not only cut apples, but also cut watermelons, open coconuts, etc., it is a very practical bayonet." ”

Chu Nanxiong was shocked: "This knife is so powerful? Wait, I'll go get one, I can't find the peeler at home. Recently, apples have been gnawed with their mouths, which is too inconvenient. ”

He returned, felt a knife, pinned it to his waist, and continued to chase after him.

As he walked, Xuewei told him information about Satan: "He is a very dangerous man, proficient in Muay Thai, karate, aikido, and Israeli martial arts. In addition to these, you need to pay attention to his knife, which is smeared with highly toxic chemicals, which can be used to seal the throat with blood. ”

"Even a small cut in you will cost you your life in an instant."

Chu Nanxiong was surprised: "Why are you telling me this?" ”

Xuewei said angrily: "Of course it's for you to defeat him, I'm not Satan's opponent even in my heyday, not to mention that I look miserable now, leave it to me, you go and fight the boss." ”

Chu Nanxiong paused, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, you can get rid of the minions around you first." ”

At some point, they were surrounded by Satan's killers, all expressionless and cold-eyed, like robots.

Xuewei raised the knife and said with a solemn face: "If you don't help, you won't be a man." ”

"There's no way, I'll deal with fifty people, and I'll leave the rest to you to solve." Chu Nanxiong loosened his muscles and beckoned: "Come on, I'll send you to the real hell." ”

There was no superfluous echo, and the killers rushed forward in unison.

The killers' spirits are strictly trained and extremely tenacious, like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed. Chu Nanxiong broke the right hand of a killer, he didn't even snort, and used his left hand to snatch the knife back from the fallen arm and continue the fight.

It's useless to get these guys to stop, it's useless to break their hands and feet, you have to blow their heads out and stop their heartbeats.

Without this degree, these guys won't fall.

Of course, relying solely on strong will without strength is like bin Laden and the United States pinch each other, and the end is one word, death.

In a short period of time, the place was already full of corpses and blood. Chu Nanxiong shook his hand and waved away the contaminated blood.

"Oops, oops, we forgot to ask, where is Satan." Chu Nanxiong suddenly realized this and couldn't help but scream.

Blood gasped slightly, the blue and white checkered hospital gown was stained red with blood, her chest rose and fell, and she said with difficulty: "It's useless to keep your mouth alive, they are not the kind of people who will betray Satan when they are attacked." ”

"That's right, but where do we start looking for this size?" Chu Nanxiong looked around, so empty and deserted.

The blood calmed down a little, and said: "It seems that the warehouse here is divided according to the seven colors, go to the red there, Satan, who likes red the most." ”

When you come to the red warehouse area, there is an endless sea of gold on the left, and a continuous warehouse on the right, red as blood.

Skip Warehouse 1 and come to the door of Warehouse 2.

Blood swallowed slightly, and said nervously: "Satan, he is in it, do you feel it?" That ominous killing intent? ”

"No, I think you've written too many novels, and where there's any ominous killing intent, it's just a warehouse." Chu Nanxiong stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

With a creak, the door was quickly pushed open, and hundreds of killers stood there one by one.

In the center of the warehouse, a man with a frivolous face stood there, clapped his hands and said, "It's a shame that you two can get here, it's worth complimenting." ”

"Shut up, at a glance, you can know that it's a soft-footed shrimp guy who doesn't talk there," Chu Nanxiong's eyes didn't pay attention to Su Liancheng, but on Satan.

He was like a lion sitting on a chair, languid and exuding a strange force.

He used his sky-blue eyes to turn around the two of them, and fixed on Xuewei's body: "It's a shame that you can drag your seriously injured body to run here, for your courage, I will give you a chance to kill that man and return to Satan." ”

Bloody eyes were gloomy: "Satan, a man who is too entangled with women, is the most annoying." When did you degenerate into that kind of man? ”

Satan laughed, lifted Erlang's legs and said, "Hehe, this is a road in heaven that you don't go, and hell has no door for you to come, it's a pity." ”

"Kill them for me!" As soon as he gave the order, the killers swarmed up.

"Trash fish! Get out of the way! Chu Nanxiong drank vigorously, his body rushed forward, like a tiger like a flock of sheep, killing blood flowers all over the sky, and stumps and broken arms flew everywhere.

He had only one goal, and that was Satan sitting in his chair.

"How beautiful it is to be trapped in the enemy camp, but still fighting hard, I can't help but wonder who is the devil." Satan exclaimed obsessively.

Su Liancheng rolled his eyes and said, "Hurry up, if you continue to kill like this, Satan will be completely destroyed." ”

"As long as I'm here, Satan won't perish," having said that, it's a bit of a problem to continue with casualties. Instead of getting up, he kicked off his chair and rushed into the crowd like an inconspicuous bullet on the battlefield.

Simple, yet deadly.