"Herman, what's wrong with you? Let's go! ”

Martin on the side looked at Herman, who was in a slight trance beside him, and said. It's just that there is a little panic in the tone, the two of them fight with Anton, there is definitely no chance of winning, and only after bringing Bach over, it is possible to fight. But now Herman why didn't he move.

"Hmph, this is you provoking me, even if Lieutenant Maitreya comes over in a while, it has nothing to do with me!" Anton now has a fierce face, no matter who it is, in front of the public, his ** is exposed, and he is also the most important ** of men, it is estimated that he will not be in a good mood.

As he spoke, he was about to punch Herman, who was closest to him.

Seeing that Herman did not dodge or dodge, Martin on the side looked anxious, and hurriedly stepped in front of Herman. In a hurry, he wanted to block Anton's fist with his fist, but Anton shot with all his might, Martin hurriedly punched, his strength was not as strong as Anton, and now of course it is even more impossible to block Anton's fist.

A punch hit Martin's fist, and the momentum continued unabated, and even Martin's fist bombarded Martin's chest together.

Martin only felt a pain in his chest, a hot pain in his chest, and he wanted to gather his strength, but he couldn't move. It was just a punch, and he was seriously injured. Reluctantly glanced back at Herman, who was still in a trance, Martin sat weakly on the ground. In a short period of time, he was unable to move at all.

"Vulnerable!" Anton had a disdainful expression on his face, he originally thought that Martin was very good at fighting, but now that he looked down on the other party before.

He wanted to say something, because his chest was blocked, Martin didn't say it, just shook his head with a wry smile. He is now being dragged down by Herman, if Herman is not in a trance, even if he does not go to Bach, the two of them will not be put down so easily!

"Tsk, there's a scared guy in front of us! Is this still our great Germanic people? You shit! Seeing Herman in a trance, the bald Anton couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Now it's not just Anton and his men behind him who look at Herman with a little disdain, even when the others look at Herman, their eyes have changed a little.

is different from Martin, although Martin is not Anton's opponent, but after all, he also dares to shoot and dare to challenge the strong, which is the excellent quality of the Zhengyu people. It's like Herman, who didn't even have the courage to make a move, so he was directly scared stupid, such a person is not worthy of being a Germanic at all. So in their hearts, the disdain for Herman will be even stronger.

"I don't even want to hit you, you coward!" Although that being said, Anton still made a move. Only this time instead of using a fist, he directly stretched out his slap and slapped it fiercely towards Herman, which is predictable if this slap is really fanned. Not only will Herman's face be swollen, but his face will definitely be completely lost this time, and no one will want to be friends with a coward.

The others didn't want to, and neither did Martin, so looking at Herman, who didn't dodge, Martin's eyes gradually showed disappointment.

It's just that unlike the others, Herman looked at the slap that was getting closer and closer, and it seemed as if something was suddenly breaking through the ground in his heart: "I seem to have encountered something like this!" ”

He muttered softly, and took a step back with his right foot, easily dodging Anton's palm.

"What, you dare to dodge!" The slap that was originally safe was dodged by Herman, and Anton, as if he had been greatly insulted, rushed towards Herman in a rage, raising his right hand high, and it seemed that he would not give up until he had to slap him.

Retreat......

Each time Herman dodged Anton's attack, and correspondingly, the confusion on Herman's face became heavier and heavier.

"Who am I? Where is this? ”

In his mind, everything in the dream seemed to gradually become clear, and everything around him began to slowly retreat, heavy buildings, dead enemies, strange weapons, and only a blood-colored figure stood quietly in front of Herman in the darkness.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

It was a strange language, and Herman could swear he had never heard it. But at this time, when he heard the other party's voice, he actually knew the meaning of the words.

"Who am I? ……”

The voice of the blood-colored figure was full of confusion, as if thinking, as if considering. With the murmur of the blood shadow, the blood flowing on the figure slowly subsided.

Seeing this situation, Herman's heart was full of fear and anticipation, because a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, when all the blood on the other person's figure was gone, he would know everything, and at that time, he might disappear.

Disappear? Is it death? Herman didn't know it, but under the influence of an unknown force, he didn't stop the disappearance of the blood.

An unknown pair of shoes with a big check on them, and the shoes look beautiful. Although it is not a leather shoe, it makes Herman sincerely have a trace of liking, and this is what the shoe looks like.

The pants that look like denim are cut very carefully, and there is not even a small thread. This made Herman a little envious, he had never worn such a beautiful outfit.

The silver-white long sword, there are not too many patterns on the long sword, and it doesn't have any name, just a faint silver white. It was as white as a mirror, reflecting the figure of a fair-skinned young man holding a sword.

"This is my ......," Herman whispered, but soon, his expression shook: "I didn't hold a sword!" ”

Looking down at the empty right hand, "I don't have a sword......"

He seemed to be greatly frightened in the body of the sword, and hurriedly threw away the long sword in his hand. The sword fell to the ground and turned into a white plume of smoke.

The white smoke slowly rose, passed through the feet, legs, and body, slowly rose to the neck, passed through the mouth, and was all inhaled into the nose. The sudden appearance of white smoke made Herman feel refreshed, as if he had just woken up from a big dream: "Where am I?" ”

A dark scene, a figure whose blood has dissipated to the navel!

"Who am I?"

Another voice of doubt sounded in Herman's heart, it was a voice so familiar to him, as if he had heard it for thousands of years before, as if he would be able to know who it was in the next second, but he still didn't hear anything!

"I'm Herman......" he said in an uncertain tone, and yesterday's dream seemed to come back to his mind again!

"I'm not Herman...... I'm ......."

The blood dissipated faster and faster, passing through the navel, through the chest, and through the neck......

"Now you have no way to hide! Herman, I'm going to kill you today! A fierce voice sounded in his head like thunder.

"I'm ...... Herman! ”

The pitch-black space in front of him seemed to suddenly appear a ripple, the ripple became longer and larger, and a crack suddenly appeared.

"Click......"

Like a mirror, the space in front of him was completely shattered and scattered all over the ground.

As the space scattered, Herman jerked his head up and looked into the darkness, as if he saw a familiar gaze looking at him. That gaze was him, and he was also that gaze, but for some reason, he seemed to feel a trace of regret from that gaze.

"Waiting for me ......"

"Bang ......"

The picture burst like a bubble, and when he looked up, he was in front of him with the familiar scene of the cafeteria. It's just that he doesn't seem to be a little good now, feeling the cold stone on the wall behind him, looking at Anton in front of him who gritted his teeth and wanted to beat him, Herman couldn't help but be stunned, how could this be.

I can't hide now, so what about retreating? Not to mention, there is a wall behind him, and this wall is shot according to the fortress of war. Not to mention people, even if you use a bomb to blow it up, you may not be able to explode it directly, do you really have to be slapped by Anton?

Lean back as hard as you can, at least avoiding the slap. The slap in the face is still different from the surname on the body, and after being slapped in the face, you don't want to live in the ranch, but if you are just beaten, although someone will say something, you will not look down on him too much.

It's just that when he raised his head, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something behind his head, and when he turned his head slightly, it turned out to be a black umbrella. This is the umbrella that Lieutenant Maitreya used before, and forgot to take it back.

Looking at this umbrella, a trace of confusion appeared in Herman's eyes, and in his eyes, the umbrella in front of him seemed to have become something else. A longsword that glows with icy light.

Tapping lightly on the tip of the umbrella, the black umbrella quickly slipped into Herman's hand. Holding the umbrella handle, Herman felt a touch of familiarity, not familiar with the umbrella handle, but as if he was holding a ...... Sword.

"Sword ...... Sword Trick! ”

The black umbrella seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, and while Herman murmured softly, his right hand pointed forward familiarly, directly against Anton's right palm. It's also fortunate that the umbrella doesn't have an umbrella tip now, otherwise just this time, Anton's right hand wouldn't want it.

After fixing Anton's right hand, Herman did not stop, and with a movement of his right hand, the umbrella in his hand crossed a perfect arc, like a breeze through Anton's neck.

"Ah......h

Feeling the cold metal cut through his neck, Anton couldn't help but let out a violent scream. It is the fear that comes naturally to the body when faced with death.

This scream also pulled Herman out of his trance, and looked back at Anton, who was holding his neck and looking at him with a look of fear, and put the umbrella behind his back: "You should pray, I just have an umbrella in my hand!" ”

"Umbrellas?" Anton was stunned, but he didn't seem to feel any pain in his neck.

Gently touched his neck, there was indeed no scar, and looked at Herman in front of him: "Good boy, you dare to play with me, look at my ......"

I wanted to threaten a few words, but thinking of the feeling just now, Anton never said the rest of the words. Just now, at that moment, he really felt death.

In the end, he just glared at Herman fiercely, and left with his men in a gloomy manner.

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