"Even a few of you miscellaneous fish dare to come to me, and you plan to let me vent well, don't you? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info "Sharell walked to the door of the warehouse with difficulty, even though he was covered in bandages and walked as if he was about to fall down at any moment, and he looked like he was not threatening. But the man at the door did not relax his vigilance at all, his eyes stared at Sharyl's every move, and the whole person was tense in a bow, like a sharp arrow that could be launched at the fastest speed at any time.

"Why be nervous, don't you know that I am seriously injured before you come, use the speed of your lightning to break me, the speed of your pride to break me. Johnson. Sharell shouted frantically and confidently, defiantly. And the man named Johnson still remained motionless and kept on guard, and was not provoked by Sharell's simple words.

"It's really cowardly, it looks like I'm going to do it first." The iron door at the feet of the smiling Sharael disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a sea of sand around him, which flowed around Sharael as if it were alive, and some of the sand quietly covered Sharyl's bare skin, and flowed quietly through the gaps between his clothes. In a short period of time, Sharyl's body was covered with a layer of sand to make skin. The sand flowed incessantly on Shareel's skin, creating an eerie and mysterious sight.

Boom, Johnson, who had not moved at this time, finally acted, and at the same time as Sharel had just covered his body with sand, Johnson had already moved from the gate to Sharrell's face, and then slammed into Sharrell's body, making a loud noise that was not like hitting a flesh-and-blood person, but more like the sound of hitting an object. With the powerful impact of Sharyl, Sharael involuntarily flew backwards, but layers of sand blocked Sharyl's back, and Sharael followed the impact as if he had fallen into a sand wall, and half of his whole body was buried in the thick sand wall.

A wisp of black mist suddenly appeared in front of Sharael at an inopportune time, and a wisp of black mist turned into a large black humanoid mist at the moment it appeared, and a sharp blade poked out of the black mist, deftly stabbing Sharael's neck like a poisonous snake. The bruised light on the dagger also unabashedly told others what a terrible fate would be if they were stabbed by this dagger.

In order to eliminate the powerful impact brought by Johnson, half of Sharyl's body has been deeply sunk into the soft sand wall, facing this oncoming blade has been unavoidable, and he is about to be pierced through the throat by this sharp blade, but Sharyl's eyes are not a little fearful, but full of ridicule and ridicule.

Like the sound of iron objects grinding against each other, the daggers sticking out of the black mist were tightly entangled with the sand in front of Sharyl's throat, neither one of which could move forward or withdraw. No matter how much Black Mist twisted this dagger, it could only make a useless grinding sound in vain.

Immediately releasing the dagger, the black mist harvested into wisps and floated backwards faster than just now. "You're already my prey." A cruel smile appeared on Sharyl's face, surrounded by the sea of sand, and before he knew it, it had become an impenetrable barrier blocking the way to the black mist.

Seeing that the black mist was about to fall between the deep sand sea of Sharyl, several flying knives silently flew out of the corner above the warehouse, each of which was like a dagger discarded by the black mist, and the blades emitted a purple light, quietly announcing their danger.

"Cut." Sharael snorted disdainfully at these sudden uninvited guests, ignoring these flying knives flying towards the vital point, and continued to manipulate the sea of sand to suppress the black fog that had no way to escape in a smaller range. The flying dexterous throwing knives delicately avoided the layers of sand as if someone had operated them, and stabbed them fiercely into Sharyl's throat.

Ding, ding, several throwing knives stabbed into the ground at Johnson's feet, forcing Johnson, who was about to rescue the black fog, to retreat from the rapid state, and a few grains of flying sand on Sharyl's throat gently bumped into it, and then melted into the sand film on Shareel's skin like returning to his mother.

At the same time, the black fog had been submerged by the entire sea of sand, and a faint wisp of black fog was like a little traveler in the endless desert who was drowned under the relentless death of the sandstorm in an instant. I could only see the black mist that seemed to have turned into a human form in the layers of sand.

"Stop." A cold voice came from all around, and the voice was erratic, making it difficult to detect where the person who made the sound was. Vivien, who had not moved since the beginning of the battle, raised her hands and looked at Sharell with a wry smile. A shining flying knife was quietly resting in her stamina, only a slight trembling distance from taking her life.

And Muto beside her also raised his hands expressionlessly, the same flying knife was staying behind his back, and the same distance that could take away life as long as he trembled slightly.

"Don't do it, just give it back to you." Grim, with a blue face and full of anger, stopped the flow of the sand sea and gently placed the sand cocoon on the ground, and the sand on the surface of the sand cocoon quickly dispersed in all directions without control, leaving a masked man in a black leotard lying still among the sand, only the slight heaving of his chest and the barely audible sound of breathing could prove that the man had not turned into a warm corpse.

"Now you can release them." Sharyl glanced at the still breathing man on the ground with some regret, and shouted discontent towards the empty warehouse. The man named Johnson by Sharael carefully helped the man in black who fell to the ground to retreat to a safe place away from Sharell's sand.

"Now tell me everything you know, or this unfortunate teammate will have to ......" The cold voice continued with a threat, obviously he was also very satisfied that he was able to restrain Sharael like this, so his tone couldn't help but bring a little excitement.

"We don't have any information, so why are you asking me this question today?" Sharyl replied directly with a dissatisfied face.

"Do you want me to kill one of them for you first?" The cold voice was full of dissatisfaction, sneering and talking about cruel things, and it was obvious that Shareel's attitude made him even more excited.