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It started to rain in the sky, and the rain fell, mixed with the blood and flesh on the ground, and turned into something that I don't know how to describe, a black figure, flapping its wings, flew down in front of him, and the scar on his face was bright red, like a twisted red snake.

Then, the other two men landed on the Green Goblin skateboard, and when they saw the little girl, they ran over happily and picked her up.

Zheng Zha didn't move, and his whole mind fell on the opposite side, his clone.

"Blood Count strengthened, high-level internal force, third layer of gene lock." The clone Zheng Zha looked at him and said coldly: "It's a pity, it's still too weak." ”

Zheng Zha just stood there, like a vertical log, silent.

"Time is running out, give me the little girl, and he will be handed over to you." The clone Zheng Zha took the little girl and said to the two of them.

"Haha, thank you Captain, he looks exactly like you, he should be your body, right?"

"Be careful, although his strength is not very good, he is the same person as me, if you think it is too dangerous, you still sue me."

"Don't worry, captain, looking at his appearance, he should be scared stupid, such a guy, I can solve it alone." Franços, a white man.

"Time is pressing, you two work together, the reward points are half in half, I still have to find that Dr. Ash, go first." The clone Zheng Zha said, picked up the little girl, and flew away.

Franços approached Zheng Zha, and said as he walked: "Remember the name of the person who killed you, my name is Franthos, the direction of strengthening is the claw druid, although only a layer of gene lock has been opened, but speaking of melee combat, in the team except for the captain and the madman, no one has been served, the yellow and thin guy is Thai, called guess, strengthened the double head and four hands, the second layer of gene lock, melee combat is a little worse than me, with the two of us killing you together, it is worth looking at you." ”

Gottchai snorted coldly, wrapped some strips of cloth around his hands, and wrapped his fists.

Zheng Zhe suddenly laughed: "The three of you are together, of course I can't beat it, but now he has gone away." Not only that, but listen, this pleasant sound. ”

"Boom"

A loud bang sounded in the distance, a mushroom cloud slowly rose, and the majestic voice of the main god suddenly sounded.

(The Demon Team dies one person, now minus two points)

The effect of the Demon Team's mental power chain suddenly disappeared, and the identity of the deceased was obvious, it was the female spiritual power Emia.

"Now, it's your turn." Zheng Zha said, his upper body fell slightly, two long fangs stretched out from his mouth, and in the slight fluttering sound, his whole body burned with red flames, and he pounced on the two of them.

Time went back to a minute ago, Chu Xuan, Amya and the other four stood in front of the fifth tower.

"This is the last one, Amya, inform the captain that the last tower should be demolished." Chu Xuan said, shooting out the small nuclear bomb on the gun.

Amya suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, and at some point, a golden worm bit her earlobe, and most of her face turned purple and black. "Can't help it? The guy who was hiding, Chu Xuan suddenly jumped up, and the twin guns in his hands spewed flames.

A staggered figure staggered and took two steps and fell, with a young face, but with a little satisfaction.

"It's a copy of that guy, hehe, I wanted to kill you too, but I finally killed one, which is enough." Cheng Xiao lay on the ground, grinning, blood flowed out of his mouth and ribs. He struggled and put his hand into his arms.

"Bah" The gun of the clone Chu Xuan rang out again, Cheng Xiao's voice stopped, and he died.

(One death in the middle of the continent, now one point)

At the moment when Cheng Xiao died, Xiao Honglu's angry voice sounded from his arms: "Good kill, you are doomed." ”

As if sensing something, before that voice sounded, Chu Xuan flashed suddenly and rushed out dozens of meters away. The other two were at a loss, only to feel that there seemed to be a flash of red light in front of them, as if something had exploded from Cheng Xiao's arms, and a few drops of blood fell on their bodies.

"Cheng Xiao is dead."

Xiao Honglu, who had the best relationship with him, stood in the room with red eyes, angry like a flame, burning his heart, the young man with a calm face, the two heavy pistols, the muzzle flame that spewed out, just took the life of his friend.

"Is that man's name Chu Xuan, I remember you."

"Sadness, anger, this is war, either you die or I die." I don't know when, Chen Ping appeared behind him and said in a low voice.

On the computer screen in front of them, the clones of Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Fukong had already met together.

A handsome young man walked out of the darkness, he had a shoulder-length head, the whole person was about one meter eight or so tall, his figure was definitely comparable to that of a male model, coupled with the gentleman's frank and gentle smile on his face, this is definitely a prodigal killer who can kill countless women in seconds.

"Zhao! Sew! Empty! ”

Zhao Yingkong roared angrily, she roared and rushed towards the handsome young man Zhao Fukong, and the dagger with flames in her hand stabbed him in the heart, such a furious Zhao Yingkong, but Zheng Zha and others had never seen her before, the anger in her eyes seemed to burn her completely clean, and this blow was almost a momentum of no return.

Zhao Yingkong shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and let the dagger stab into his heart without moving, but Zhao Yingkong didn't feel the feeling of the dagger stabbing into the entity, and her whole person actually passed through Zhao Fukong's body, looking as if she had pounced in front of a phantom, and Zhao Fukong still turned around innocently.

"Little cousin, your actions are still so good, simple and direct assassination, a natural assassin who is almost immaculate, of course, if you keep a normal heart, I think even I need a lot of energy to defeat you, am you angry? Angry at me? Zhao Fukong said with a gentle smile.

Zhao Ying didn't look back, she rushed directly to a wall, kicked hard with her feet on the wall, and the whole person was Zhao Fukong again, but again, her pounce passed through the middle of Zhao Fukong's body, and only then did Zhao Yingkong ask coldly: "Why do you want to do this, why do you want to do this!" ”

Zhao Fukong scratched his head helplessly and said: "I have done too many things, I don't even know what my little cousin is talking about, can you remind me?" After speaking, he still maintained that very pure smile on his face, but this smile contained an incomparably cold, the slightest hint of warmth that a smile should have.

Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath and said: "Why did you kill Brother Yukong, you and Brother Yukong are the people I respect the most, why did you kill him, and Sister Mingkong, Sister Nikong, why did you kill them!" ”

Zhao Weikong scratched his head helplessly and said, "Oh, how can I answer this question?" You really stopped me, hehe, I thought you would ask me why I fled the world of assassins, but you asked such a boring question, did you ask why I killed them? That's a simple answer."

"I want to try my own measure"

"If I can't even do anything to them, then why should I leave the Assassin family? Hahahaha"

Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath, she only felt a stream of hot blood surging up to her chest, and before she could come to her senses, this hot blood had already spurted out of her mouth, and then, she held the dagger in her hand and rushed towards Zhao Yukong.

Looking at Zhao Yingkong, who had lost his mind, Chen Ping frowned and said in a low voice, "Zhan Lan." ”

The blue water flowed like tears shed by a goddess, falling on Zhao Yingkong's body, the cold feeling made her feel her gaffe, her eyes turned from burning to cold, just looking at it, it made people shudder.

"Yes, yes, it's this kind of look, this kind of you, that will make me have a harvest." Zhao Yukong laughed weirdly.

Both of them belong to the Zhao Assassin family, according to the clan rules, children have killed each other since childhood, they don't have to kill each other, but they must defeat each other, of course, even if they kill each other in such a battle, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a life. From the age of five, they are taken to an unfamiliar environment for martial arts training, and as they get older, the environment becomes more and more harsh, when they are hungry, thirsty, and cold, they can only fight, to sneak attack, to grab other people's supplies, this kind of education is called, to get used to fighting.

Zhao Yingkong lives very well in such an environment, no one is her opponent, no one can defeat her, she is a genius character that has not appeared in a hundred years in the assassin family, but she has an Achilles' heel, that is, as long as she accepts the person, she will be very affectionate. But the Assassins don't need affection, they just need a cold heart and the determination to kill with that blow, that's all.

In such a closed training environment, Zhao Yingkong got to know many people, among these people there were enemies, some of the people she killed, some of the people she had attacked secretly, and several people who became her friends, one of which was Zhao Fukong.

He is a genius who grasps his own heart, and can keep himself with a cold heart no matter what, and at the same time, he can clearly feel the psychology of the other party, and use the method of guidance to disturb the other party, and then kill with one blow.

At the age of thirteen, the grown men were finally brought back by the family and began to accept the tasks assigned by the clan, they were no longer children, but now they were assassins.

He was born on a major mission to assassinate the remnants of the Nazi Party, with a total of ten Assassins. All but three of the adult Assassins were all teenagers, but only one of them survived, and according to him, Zhao suddenly betrayed and killed the other eight, and he was just lucky enough to escape from the opportunity.

All of Zhao Yingkong's friends died in that battle. There is only Zhao Fukong, but they have changed from friends to mortal enemies.

Zhao Yingkong stared at him coldly, and on the daggers in his hands, purple flames burned.

"What a perfect posture, and your expression, such an expression is really perfect, you have always been so perfect, every move, every sneak attack, even if the strength is not as good as the other party, you will not lose, but the end is too perfect, it will often be very miserable Oh, sue me, are you really going to attack me with all your might?" Zhao Yukong said with a smile.

Zhao Yingkong suddenly disappeared in place, and in Zhao Yingkong's stunned expression, she had already flashed in front of the other party, and the dagger in her hand pierced his heart.

But this stab is still a stabbing in the air, as if Zhao Fukong's body at the moment is an illusion, almost at the same time, another Zhao Fukong gradually appeared next to Zhao Fukong's body, "Mirror, this is the most suitable skill for assassination, your degree is very fast, it is the effect of your shoes, I heard that there is a ** division in your team, this should be his work." ”

One after another Zhao Yukong appeared, each one of them was exactly the same.

"Yes." Zhao Yingkong said coldly, with her voice, the surrounding radius of more than ten meters suddenly fell into darkness, and at this moment, she used the dark technique on the leather armor. Then she waved the dagger without hesitation.

"Ding Ding"

There were several soft noises in the darkness, as if some sharp sword had struck several times in that instant. Then the two men rushed out of the darkness like arrows.

"Your mirror technique will only be affected if the other party can see it, but in the dark, an illusion like a mirror image is meaningless." Zhao Yingkong said coldly.

"I'm underestimating you." Zhao Fukong dropped the wire in his hand, just now in the dark, these sharp filaments were cut by Zhao Yingkong's hellfire dagger, and they had lost their effectiveness.

He pulled out a black short sword and said helplessly: "I hate head-to-head battles, but time is running out, and I don't want to make that Sanwu man and the captain angry." So, I'm sorry, my little cousin. ”

As he spoke, he directly opened the gene lock to the extreme, it was definitely not a first-order or second-order gene lock, but a third-order peak, or even a fourth-order, and Zhao Yingkong also opened her shining skill, and the two people with afterimages collided together with a roar, and even the air was torn apart by their rapid movements, making a terrible explosion.

Their degrees, in an instant, have broken through the sound barrier.

Dozens of seconds later, the wind stopped, Zhao Fukong silently put away his sword, leaned over, and gently touched Zhao Yingkong's eyes, there was a deep scar on his left arm, almost cutting his arm in half.

"Little cousin, forgive me for killing you in such a bullying way, I don't know if you used the opportunity of the resurrection scripture? If not, I hope to be able to fight you again the next time we meet. ”

(Zhao Yingkong of the Zhongzhou team died in battle, and the current points are O)

(Zhan Lan of the Central Continent team died in battle, and the current score is -1 point)

Immediately after Zhao Yingkong, Zhan Lan was also killed by Zhao Yukong, who had opened the high-level genetic lock, this man's sword was like a scythe swinging in the hands of the god of death, piercing Zhan Lan's frost shield with just one sword.

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