Su Xinyuan poked out half of his head, and there was no half figure in the dark space, only his ears heard the clear footsteps from far and near.

"Here's for you." Yang Yi took out a pair of glasses that looked like diving goggles from his body, broke them in half and handed them to Su Xinyuan.

Su Xinyuan put this half of the glasses on his right eye, and it immediately automatically adsorbed the skin, and this humanized design made Su Xinyuan amazed.

The most amazing thing is that after putting on this glasses, everything that was originally dark in front of him began to gradually become clearer, and he saw the dragon holding the huge scimitar in his hand and searching around.

This turned out to be a pair of full-color night vision goggles.

"You're pretty well equipped, huh?" Su Xinyuan praised softly.

"Of course, people rely on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold! Now that we're all in the high-tech age of the 21st century, we bounty hunters can't keep up with the times and arm ourselves with the most advanced technology? Otherwise, do you think that carrying a Longquan sword in your hand can become the bounty hunter of Chinatown? Yang Yi said proudly.

"Oops, that bastard is coming to our side!" Su Xinyuan's face suddenly changed greatly, and through the night vision goggles, he saw that the flying dragon was slowly walking in this direction.

The two of them held their breath and leaned motionless against the back of the machine, and they could clearly hear the sound of the wyvern walking back and forth behind them, and the eerie giant tooth knife passed over their heads from time to time.

Su Xinyuan quietly took off a shoe and threw it into the distance, making a loud noise in the empty workshop.

The wyvern slashed horizontally towards the source of the sound, and the sharp giant bone knife sliced through the delicate steel instrument.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Xinyuan and Yang Yi climbed onto a huge exhaust pipe, and finally looked condescendingly at the flying dragon on the ground on the exhaust pipe lying on the ceiling nearly ten meters high.

"This dog's nose is really smart!" Yang Yi scolded in a low voice.

Su Xinyuan also frowned, because he also found that the sound just now only temporarily attracted the attention of the flying dragon, and at this time, the flying dragon quickly returned to the place where they had been hiding before, and this time, he seemed to have discovered the smell left by the two.

Soon the wyvern touched the exhaust pipe on the wall, and began to climb up quickly.

"Run!" Su Xinyuan hurriedly stood up from the exhaust pipe, he understood that at this time, he and Yang Yi had been exposed.

"I'll see where you're going!" The flying dragon slashed the pipe standing under his feet, and due to the loss of support at one end, the exhaust pipe on the other side occupied by Su Xinyuan and Yang Yi began to tilt downward due to gravity, and finally fell from the ceiling together with the two of them.

With Su Xinyuan and Yang Yi's skills, this height is nothing, and after standing firm on the ground, the first thing they did was to flee immediately, but at this time, the flying dragon had also landed on the ground.

The giant bone knife in his hand rolled up a large number of miscellaneous instruments, and the entire workshop was filled with the sound of metal colliding and glass shattering.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them could barely dodge with night vision goggles at this time, I am afraid that they would have died under the random knife of the flying dragon.

The lights in the workshop suddenly turned on, and the three of them subconsciously protected their eyes with their hands at the same time, which made the three people who had been in the dark space for a long time unable to adapt quickly.

The vigil security guard, attracted by the huge movement, was about to raise the walkie-talkie in his hand in disbelief among the three people who saw the messy production workshop, when a steel pipe went directly through his throat and nailed him to the wall.

After dealing with the troubled security guard, the dragon looked coldly at the two in front of him, who had nowhere to hide.

"What time is it?" Su Xinyuan stared at the flying dragon that was slowly approaching, and asked expressionlessly.

"Eleven fifty......" Yang Yi glanced down at his watch and replied hurriedly.

Su Xinyuan was slowly retreating, and a few drops of sweat seeped down his forehead.

It's life or death! It's up to you for the last ten minutes!

The back had already reached the wall, and the road ahead was sealed by the Wyvern, and there was no way to go.

"You two little mice, where do I think you can hide this time?" The flying dragon sneered and drew his knife slightly.

"Cloud Palm!" Su Xinyuan suddenly took out his palm, and the palm of his palm flickered, like a flying arrow heading straight towards the flying dragon.

The flying dragon resisted unhurriedly, but Su Xinyuan only struck the west, and his body suddenly slid from the tip of the flying dragon's knife to one side, and the palm directly split the steel pipe on the side, and the huge exhaust device on top fell violently.

The flying dragon hurriedly took two steps back, dodging the huge machine that fell from the sky, but Su Xinyuan, who was behind him, took this opportunity to hold the steel pipe in his hand and stabbed the flying dragon's back with a sharp edge.

Yang Yi also hurriedly rushed forward, and slammed the flying dragon's chest with a wind punch, and under the back and forth blows with Su Xinyuan, the sharp end of the steel pipe finally pierced out of his chest.

The muscles on Feilong's face twitched slightly, looking a little painful, he kicked Yang Yi in front of him away, and then hit the steel pipe in his chest with the tooth knife in his hand, the steel pipe immediately retracted from his back, and hit Su Xinyuan in the back hard.

Su Xinyuan struggled to get up from the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. He saw that countless tentacles were merging at the edge of the giant hole on the dragon's back, and it didn't take long to repair it.

Sure enough, this level of trauma is indeed too pediatric for a seed of the level of Feilong.

Su Xinyuan covered his chest with his hands, he was seriously injured, and he could no longer manipulate the Tai Chi Xian Weather in his body, and he was even very reluctant to stand.

But he knew that he was lucky, if he had replaced it with the other end of the steel pipe, he would have turned into a cold corpse lying on the ground by now......

The flying dragon turned around and approached Su Xinyuan, Su Xinyuan closed his eyes slightly, looking very calm.

He didn't expect that his life would end up at the hands of the Wyvern, a not-so-top-level Black Wing Society......

But the wyvern didn't kill him immediately, but just picked him up and threw him hard at the back wall.

Su Xinyuan lay on the ground, his fingers twitching slightly, and finally clenched into a fist, and then staggered up from the ground.

The blood on his forehead had covered his face, making his originally handsome face look a little more hideous and terrifying at this time.

And the eyes in the pool of blood stared at the flying dragon in front of him, flashing with a light that would never admit defeat.

"Give up...... We are not his opponents......" Yang Yi, who was sitting on the wall and dying, looked up at Su Xinyuan beside him and said.

"Also...... No...... End ......" Su Xinyuan even began to be a little incoherent in his voice.

"Then I'll see how hard your bones are!" The flying dragon stepped forward violently and punched Su Xinyuan in the chest.

The fist sank slightly into Su Xinyuan's flesh, and there was a sound of broken ribs, if it weren't for the fact that he was still protected by Tai Chi Xian at this time, this punch would have pierced his chest.

Su Xinyuan raised his head slightly, looked at the flying dragon who was only ten centimeters away from him with contempt, and said with a smile, "I give you a suggestion...... You'd better split me in half now with the knife in your hand...... Otherwise...... Otherwise you'll regret it......"

The flying dragon withdrew his fist, and Su Xinyuan immediately slumped on the ground along the wall.

"Do you want to die a happy death?" Wyvern sneered, "I'm going to torture you little by little!" I want you to live rather than die! ”

"I can feel it...... Now you are very angry......" Su Xinyuan said with an indifferent smile on his face, "You are not really that powerful...... Even though you don't think so......"

From the very beginning, Su Xinyuan saw that Feilong was an extremely arrogant and vain person, otherwise he would not be willing to let himself and Zhao Yue go after listening to a few words of praise from himself.

This kind of person usually has a strong sense of self-esteem, and thinks that he is unique in the whole world, and that no one else can ever reach him.

"Shut up!" The flying dragon kicked Su Xinyuan in the neck with a horizontal kick, kicking him to the ground.

Yang Yi hurriedly stretched out his hand and helped Su Xinyuan, who fell beside him, and said, "Don't provoke him anymore, we are really not his opponents, what's the point of using these tongues again......"

Su Xinyuan pushed Yang Yi away, still looking at Feilong with contempt and said, "Isn't it?" It's also a servant, Chio Hime and Suo are just above you......"

"Huh...... Do you mean those two African guys? A bulimiac patient, a half-human, half-beast...... Two barbarians who are vulgar in their bones, what can they compare to my noble wyvern? Wyvern said disdainfully.

"What about Lin Lingsu? As a servant, I'm afraid you, I'm afraid you can only look up to the mountains and stop at the scenery......" Su Xinyuan said with a smile, at this time, his gaze had begun to change subtly.

Sure enough, at the mention of "Lin Lingsu", Feilong's face instantly fell, although he was also a servant, but that man was a man who even his boss, Elder Medusa, had to respect.

"You've said too much, I'll send you on your way now, as you wish!" The light of the giant tooth knife in Feilong's hand floated, and it quickly swept towards Su Xinyuan's neck.

Yang Yi on the side couldn't bear to close his eyes, and said that men's friendship is made, and at the last moment when his life was about to end, he had abandoned his prejudice against Su Xinyuan and made this man who had fought side by side with him all night a friend.

Naturally, he couldn't bear to watch his friend being chopped off.

"It's a pity it's too late......" Su Xinyuan said coldly, the eyes drowning in blood seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which made people wonder through.

"This ...... How is this possible......" Feilong looked at Su Xinyuan in front of him in surprise, just for a moment, he seemed to have suddenly changed people.

Yang Yi also opened his eyes, and then he saw an incredible scene!

Su Xinyuan was sitting on the ground at this time, but he grabbed the huge bone knife around his neck with his bare hands, he looked light, but it made the flying dragon in a dilemma.

Yang Yi suddenly felt very shocked in his heart, he never thought that Su Xinyuan, a little white face who relied on women to eat, would have such amazing power in his body!

"Mr. Wyvern, a new day has arrived, should I wish you a good mood?" Su Xinyuan said with a smile.

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