Chapter 0373 - The Ghost Face on the Dunes
After that episode of the Locust Gang, this party can only be stopped halfway, everyone said goodbye, and even some people left when they left, their faces were still very pale, and their stomachs were still churning, it seemed that the previous scene was too bloody, but anyway, they finally realized what the real underworld was, and none of them knew what the underworld really represented, even after knowing that Yi Tianhao was the boss of the princelings, they were only slightly in awe of Yi Tianhao, But now that awe has increased hundreds of times, it also makes it impossible for them to be as comfortable in front of Yi Tianhao as before.
Yi Tianhao took Tong Xiaoxiao away and sat behind Yi Tianhao, Tong Xiaoxiao hugged Yi Tianhao tightly, put her face on Yi Tianhao's back, and was silent for a long time, before she suddenly said: "Brother Hao, go find a hotel!" ”
Yi Tianhao's eyes lit up, isn't this exactly what he wanted to say, Yi Tianhao agreed, rode a motorcycle, stopped at the door of a hotel, pulled Tong Xiaoxiao and walked in, opened a good room, the two of them just walked in and locked the door, Tong Xiaoxiao directly got into Yi Tianhao's arms, hugged Yi Tianhao's waist tightly, and put his face on Yi Tianhao's chest, looking very excited.
Yi Tianhao was stunned for a moment, then his face was full of pity, gently hugged Tong Xiaoxiao, gently stroked Tong Xiaoxiao's jade back with his hand, and said softly: "My little goblin, you were scared just now?" ”
Tong Xiaoxiao's voice trembled a little and said, "Brother Hao, I'm so scared, I'm so scared that one day you will be like those people." ”
"No, it won't." Yi Tianhao had a smile on his face, and at the same time a deep confidence, "I promise you, I will be invincible." No matter who I face, I will be invincible, and in front of me, those enemies will only surrender to me, or die!! ”
Tong Xiaoxiao said aggrievedly: "But I'm really scared." The scene just now was really terrifying, it was really terrible, in less than a second, that person's head flew out directly, and in less than a few seconds, all those people's hands fell off. Brother Hao, what if you meet someone more powerful than you in the future? I'm so scared. ”
"Someone better than me?" Yi Tianhao's mind suddenly had a mask, a vague mask, the legendary first person in the killer world, the one who made Molu always a challenge, the mysterious man who made Suzaku feel terrified, Ghost Face!
Yi Tianhao suddenly smiled, and his arrogance suddenly became arrogant: "Don't worry, no matter who it is, it can only be my subordinate defeat." ”
"Really?"
"Really!" Yi Tianhao's reply was resounding, "No one is an exception!!! ”
After finishing speaking, Yi Tianhao stroked Tong Xiaoxiao's jade back and smiled softly: "My fool, my baby, go take a bath, if you are afraid, I can wash with you." ”
"Then let's wash it together!" Tong Xiaoxiao raised her head, her face was slightly red, but her eyes were like silk.
Yi Tianhao laughed and said, "My fox! ”
Yi Tianhao and Tong Xiaoxiao took a mandarin duck bath together, the two of them couldn't wait to pounce on the bed, Yi Tianhao pressed on Tong Xiaoxiao's body, and began to rage wildly, Tong Xiaoxiao's mouth let out one after another coquettish gasps, Tong Xiaoxiao's coquettish panting seemed to make Yi Tianhao's ** more intense, and Yi Tianhao's movements became more and more violent.
Tong Xiaoxiao only felt that Yi Tianhao's passion today was stronger than in the past, thinking that maybe it was because Yi Tianhao held back for some days, but the two of them had been fighting for more than an hour, and Yi Tianhao became more crazy, when Tong Xiaoxiao saw Yi Tianhao's gaze at this moment, her heart jumped suddenly, and she seemed to feel a feeling of fear, and Yi Tianhao's eyes were burning madly, which was a strong and terrible conquest. This is completely different from Yi Tianhao, who still knows how to pity fragrance and cherish jade in bed in the past.
The two of them fought for more than an hour, Yi Tianhao's ** still did not decrease in the slightest, Tong Xiaoxiao began to beg for mercy, Yi Tianhao looked at Tong Xiaoxiao and seemed to be a little unbearable, and then suddenly realized in surprise that he seemed to be too crazy today, so he pulled the following out of Yi Tianhao's body and climbed to the side, Tong Xiaoxiao said in surprise: "Brother Hao, what happened to you just now?" ”
Yi Tianhao's face showed a trace of dazedness, shook his head, Yi Tianhao can also feel that there is an inexplicable manic mood in his body, this emotion seems to have been there in the past few days, and today it is even stronger, although Yi Tianhao does not understand what the reason is, but he feels that it has a certain relationship with the exercise "Dharma Washing the Pulp" he practiced, but specifically, even Yi Tianhao can't say clearly.
Yi Tianhao suppressed the uneasiness of the unknown in his heart, smiled, comforted Tong Xiaoxiao on the side, and said with a smile: "Maybe tonight's events have affected your mood!" ”
"Well, I think so." Tong Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, in distant Africa.
If a person lacks water in this desert, it is estimated that it only takes two or three days to die of thirst, and the hot weather, strong wind and sand, and the endless desert all bring people a kind of despair in the soul.
And at this moment, a large number of African warriors suddenly appeared on the desert, some of these African warriors were holding earthen guns, some were holding wooden forks, some were holding wooden sticks, and some were holding sickles, a large number of African warriors rushed over, and where they rushed to, there was a high and abrupt sand dune of more than ten meters, and a total of four or five hundred African warriors who could fight well surrounded from all sides of the dunes. These African warriors have been fighting in difficult and difficult environments all year round, so their combat ability is comparable to that of the troops of ordinary countries, and at this moment, their enemy is only one person, and the object surrounded by these hundreds of them is only one person.
At the top of the dunes, a man in a smart black leotard sits cross-legged on top of the dune, arms folded around his chest, staring at the hundreds of people below the dunes.
No one can see what he really looks like, because you can't see his face at all, he has a mask on his face!
A silvery-white mask with spiral patterns!
The mask covered his entire face, except for a pair of lifeless pupils, which was a kind of indifference, a disregard for the common people.
Hundreds of people against one person, this should be a battle without suspense, even if a great master, but in the face of hundreds of African warriors who have long been adapted to fight in any difficult conditions, there is no chance of victory, these African warriors have experienced any conceivable difficult environment since childhood, and even since they were born, they have never had a good living environment, and can only survive in this world with the ability of self-reliance, As a result, Africans tend to be physically stronger than humans in other parts of the world.
The masked man watched the dense African warriors constantly surrounding, constantly approaching, hugging his shoulders, still no reaction, his eyes still did not change in the slightest, he held his arms motionless, sat there, quietly watched these African warriors towards the sand dunes, with a sword stuck behind his shoulder, just like an ancient knight.
And at this moment, the sound of a buzzing helicopter sounded in the distance, and the masked man didn't even look up at the sky, but those African warriors couldn't help but stop, and they all looked at the helicopter that flew over, this extremely advanced helicopter was definitely not their African tribe's, there was no doubt about it, but seeing that the helicopter was just circling in the sky after it flew over, and there was no further movement, these African warriors no longer cared about the helicopter, and continued to surround in the direction of the masked man.
Above the helicopter, in the cabin sat a man with glasses and a blonde young man with a Beckham head, it was obvious that the man with glasses was a Chinese, and the blonde young man was supposed to be a European.
The young man looked down from the window and exclaimed in surprise: "God, there are so many African soldiers, why don't we go down to answer them?" The masked man will be killed in a moment! After you go back, how do you make a difference to the top? ”
"Fucked to death?" The man with glasses pushed the frame of his glasses, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Little Baker, are you kidding?" Isn't it a joke that the number one killer in the dignified organization was killed like this? ”
The young man named Little Baker shouted, "Hey, why don't you look down?" This is simply war, hundreds of African warriors, to round up and kill one person, are you kidding??? I know Ghostface is powerful, but have you seen the power of these perverted African warriors? I've even seen an African warrior screw off the heads of two Asian men with his hands!!! ”
The man with glasses looked down, his expression was also a little shocked, and he said in surprise: "Is this a joke to attract so many African fighters at once?" I understand that Ghostface wants to teach these African tribes a profound lesson at once, to make them feel frightened, to make the tribes that refuse to obey completely surrender, but to attract so many African warriors at once. ”
Little Baker exclaimed, "Am I right? Hurry, land immediately, take advantage of the other party's lack of encirclement, and hurry up to save the ghost face king. ”
"Wait." The man with glasses showed a hint of fear in his eyes, and suddenly smiled, but when he was laughing, his voice was trembling, "Don't worry, you wait to see the power of the ghost face, think about it, and feel scared, fuck!" ”
While scolding, the man with glasses stretched out his blood-red tongue and licked it lightly on his lips, his eyes revealing deep awe.