The Black Hand was broken off the last time he was a Zombie Brother. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But when he appeared next to me, both of his hands were intact. His black hand was fully grown, and he was still clenched into a fist, and he looked angry.

Sure enough, I still overlooked the combat power of a piece of. He couldn't stop Scar's attack, and first hit Scar with a punch and hit him in the right chest. A piece of suffered this blow hard, his right leg retreated, his body actually leaned forward, his right chest suddenly sank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He can't retreat, because if he does, Scar will be able to attack me directly.

Looks like I'm dragging him down.

I stepped back.

Then Scar took a step back, and smashed the long knife in a piece of in his hand and flew out. Scar is really ruthless. Now a piece of obviously doesn't have much combat power. I guess that even if he used his ultimate move in his heyday, he would not be Scar's opponent, after all, Scar is too powerful, not afraid of pain, and his combat power is very amazing.

Scar's knife rested on the neck of a piece of that was coughing up blood, and he snorted heavily.

That's when the Black Hand appeared next to me. He's always so elusive. I was taken aback by his presence. Because I'm not sure if he's in league with Scar. But I can't run now, and I don't want to run anymore. I clutched the dagger tightly and took a step to the left, staring at him closely, and if he dared to do so, I would fight him hard.

The black hand just looked at Scar.

Scar also looked at the black hand and frowned.

The rain of blood actually stopped in this brief fight. Finally, this kind of blood rain that makes me feel depressed and weird is gone. Although there are still two masters by my side now, Scar is definitely trying to catch me, and I am not sure of the intentions of the black hand, and the ghost knows what he has in mind.

In some ways, the Black Hand is more terrifying than the Scar. One is that he is elusive, always appearing without any warning, and as soon as he appears, he is beside him; In addition, in front of me, he has obviously died several times, but each time he is not really dead. I really don't know what kind of weird ability he has. Did the rooster's ability give him some? This is not out of the question. I hope so. At least I haven't seen a rooster in this slaughter. So the rooster gang may be on the same front as me, and in that case, the black hand may also be on the same front as me.

The Black Hand sighed.

"Why are you here?" Scar said coldly.

The black hand said lightly: "Harvesting now, it seems to increase strength, but don't you see that even the main master doesn't do it?" Why didn't he get his hands dirty? Don't you understand? ”

Scar said coldly: "A little more strength, naturally a little more hope, these people themselves are not real people, they are just illusory, if they are killed, they will be killed, and they can also increase our strength, what's not to do?" ”

"Any idea why I don't agree? Any idea why I didn't get involved? ”

"The devil knows why you!"

"Actually, you don't understand it at all. It seems beneficial to increase your strength, but how much have you lost by such a slaughter? You can think of them as not human, but are you human? ”

"Death is death, it's not a big deal. I'm no longer human. Scar glared at a lump of that was vomiting blood at this time, and put away the knife. A lump of sat down, panting heavily. It seems that he is also a little afraid, but he is afraid of being afraid, and he does not flinch.

Who is the human here?

Without. Everybody is just crazy. They say that guy is a demon, but why not themselves?

Scar seems to be self-deprecating, "I'm just a demon myself." ”

The Black Hand continued his words and said, "Yes, each of us has demonic blood in our bodies, and demons have always been in our bodies. I'm a gatekeeper, but what am I guarding for? It's not the door, it's the line. ”

Scar sat down on the floor.

I know that the Black Hand used to be gatekeepers. What kind of door is he guarding? Is it really the door to the devil? None of these guys are simple characters. This was true in life, and it is also true in this world. The outside world is really more chaotic than here. Could it be that in the outside world, there are really winged demons like Brother Zombie and Yu Shuai? The so-called demon king should be their leader.

Who's to say it's impossible? After all, there are evil ghosts in the outside world, and there are Zhang Liang Situ Wugong who deals with ghosts and so on. If a demon like Brother Zombie really rushes out, will he also eat people?

I was stunned. A piece of has injuries on his body, of course I can't help much, and it probably won't be useful to help him now. Anyway, I don't have to win people's hearts. In the words of a brother himself, they are not ordinary people now, and I am just an ordinary person who is a little more conspicuous.

The rain of blood has stopped, but the slaughter will certainly not stop now.

At the place where the zombie brother flew up just now, a man flew up and hit a wall, and I could almost hear the sound of the man's bones cracking so far away. That guy is obviously also a hard thing, and he actually stood up, as if he was on flat ground, with his hands and feet propped up on the wall, as if he had practiced toad skills, even his clothes bulged, and his hands and feet slammed on the wall, and his body flew out, pounced in the direction he flew out, and he was like a second cannonball brother.

The figure of this second cannonball brother was blocked by the building, and it was so far away that I couldn't hear the movement over there. The whole world seemed to be quiet. There is no more crowding in the past, and there is no more people coming and going in the past. In front of all the shops lay dead bodies, some fragmented and some relatively intact.

It seems that in the whole heaven and earth, there are only five people left: me, Brother Justice, Black Hand, Scar, and a piece of. The world of just the five of us is really lonely, although quiet. I guess this is one of the reasons why there are so many fictional people.

The Black Hand said, "So you don't think about why the Lord is not slaughtering like you. Because what you lose is what he needs most. Because, he wants to be a person. ”

Scar was stunned.

But the Black Hand said, "Do you remember the demon from before?" ”

There are demons in the outside world.

Scar seemed to be struggling to remember.

The black hand walked up step by step, and he paced like this as if the army boss was thinking about a strategy to deal with the enemy, and it seemed that he really had the demeanor of some leaders. A piece of finally stood up, I don't know how he did it, the sunken right chest is now back to its original state, but his face is very unsightly, his knife was smashed and flew far, so he didn't pick up the knife, but stood directly next to me, it seems that he is still not at ease with the scar.

Scar said in a daze: "He obviously has great strength, he can obviously not take many people in his eyes, even if he was at that time, I may not be an opponent, but he hid in the cave like a poor mouse, tied himself to the cave wall, and injected a huge amount of sedatives into his body, just to avoid the full moon." ”

I was stunned. Because I suddenly remembered the crazy woman in the mine. Isn't that project she's doing in the mine what Scar says now? She said she just wanted to experience the journey of the previous person. She also asked me to help inject her, and then she went crazy and turned into a monster.

The mad woman must have recognized the demon that Scar and the Black Hand were talking about right now. Obviously a demon, why should he trap himself?

The Black Hand said, "Because he knows that he is a man; The reason why he trapped himself was that he was only afraid of himself. Isn't it exactly the same as here? ”

Scar asked, "And then?" ”

"And then? No one wants him to be a man, but you, why did you ruthlessly use your own flesh and blood to let the truth of the Devil's City float in people's eyes at that time? It seems that City A is destined to be destroyed, because it is a real demon city. You, as I've been doing here, exploded yourself, turned into countless blood mist, flew everywhere, and ignited the demonic blood of the Devil's City. And so this brings real destruction. Who did it wrong? Many people who have awakened their memories here have blamed Zhang Liang's head, and no one will blame you, because you are just Gao Tian, a person who was born without pain, a person who committed suicide, and a person who is not outstanding. But it was you, the guy who insisted on going his own way, that directly provoked the boundless wind and waves. What lurks in the Devil's City can no longer lurk. Of course you can't see it, because you've already committed suicide. But I saw that I was a guest at Roze's house at the time, and I was talking to him, but he changed in front of my eyes, revealing a powerful strength that had been hidden all along, but it looked like he was suddenly ten years old, and he only said that he finally came. I also saw her daughter keep the door closed and not let everyone in, and when we finally slammed the door open, she had already escaped, leaving nothing but blood and white feathers in her room. Which of them would rather be a mortal for the rest of his life, born of old age, sick and dead, than be a monster who can almost do anything. ”

Scar's head lowered, "Looks like I was wrong?" ”

"Actually, there is no one right or wrong, the point is just what you think. It's just that where have you been? The once high-spirited high sky, the once high heaven who was not afraid of the earth, why is he always thinking so much like a girl now? Kill what should be killed, and save what should be saved. ”

Scar was really distracted, and just asked in a daze, "What now?" ”

The black hand walked towards him, saying as he went, "Now? You're damned. After saying the first half of the sentence, his black hand directly pierced Scar's chest, inserted it from his chest, and peeked out from his back, holding a fresh heart in his hand.

I was very interesting to listen to his story, but I never expected that the black hand was really a black hand, and he would be so unsympathetic and kill Scar directly.

I wasn't scared to jump. Instead, Brother Justice screamed. He was now a frightened bird again, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. A piece of flashed in front of me, and stretched out his right hand to protect me.

This black hand is too ruthless.

Scar didn't fall down immediately, the corners of his mouth tugged, he wasn't even dead, but as if he was smiling, and then the expression on his face stiffened, and he fell.

The tower-like man fell to the ground with a muffled sound, a bit like the sound of an ordinary person jumping off a building.

The rain of blood stopped, but the people on the ground below began to bleed. The viscous blood around Scar's body spread like a monster.

The black hand stepped forward, turned to me and smiled, and said, "Shall we go?" ”

I just felt a chill in my back.