At the same time, the crow felt an unprecedented sense of responsibility and mission, and finally tracked down this place, and must not give up.

The heart starts to beat faster and faster.

"Knock! Knock !! ”

The sound is like a subwoofer, dull, sharp and powerful.

The man in black frowned, his ears twitched slightly, and an arrow stepped over, just in time to see the pale crow.

"Who are you?"

The crow slowly raised its head, its eyes glinting with a bewitching light.

"Did you kill him? Are you from the Birds? The man in black glanced at the slender face lying on the ground, his face grim.

"Hehe, what do you say?" The crow gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do here?" ”

"You know a lot." The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth twitched, the tattoo on his face changed sharply, and he said loudly: "Come on, how did you keep up?" Is there anyone else? ”

The short man also rushed over, circled the back of the crow's body, and struck back and forth.

"That's just the two of you." The crow felt his heart beat harder and harder, and his adrenaline pumped.

He has a corner inserted into the bones, and it was said in the book "Bone Physiognomy" that a person with such a bone appearance can become a god and an immortal at the best, and he can also be a sage again, and he can also make contributions to the generals and guard the frontier.

The man in black pointed his gun at the crow's eyebrows, and said with a cruel smile: "Give you a chance to tell everything you know, otherwise I will collapse you immediately." "His strength is not comparable to that of a man with a long thin face and short hair.

The man in black sneered, and when he saw the slender face that fell to the ground, his face turned cold, and he screamed, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The crow's shoulders were short, bullets grazed his scalp, and his eyes burst with a bewitching light, and he strode forward.

"Die!" The crow threw a punch, and he felt the joints of his arms rattle.

The man in black raised his arm to block, and the crow's fist smashed into his upper arm, making a dull sound, and the desert eagle couldn't hold on to it and fell out.

The man in black staggered under his feet, took two steps back, his face was hideous, the green tendons on his neck jumped, he gasped, and shouted, "Don't do it quickly." ”

The short man behind the crow lunged forward and slammed his elbow into the crow's back.

The crow was beaten squarely, only to feel a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out, but at this time, he felt that the dullness in his chest was relieved a lot.

"Again." The crow breathed rapidly, bounced up against the black-clothed man's legs, kicked out his feet in a row, and made a sound of hunting in his trousers.

The crow is keen on extreme sports, which has a great impact on his personality, coupled with the long-term follow-up of the Tang regiment, he has been exposed to it, and his ability has improved rapidly, and he has the wind of thunder and thunder.

The man in black had just avoided his feet, and after the crow landed, another roundhouse kick kicked him in the chest.

"Bang!"

The man in black couldn't dodge in time, and was kicked out, falling right in front of the desert eagle.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

The crow took advantage of the momentum and rushed over, followed by another wave of punches and kicks.

The short man, seeing that the crow continued to fight, had to kill his companion, and hurried up, and slammed it with another hook fist.

"Shhh

The sleeves were torn directly under the armpits, revealing long armpit hair, curled like weeds.

"Come back." The crow listened to the sound of the wind behind his ears and stepped on the crooked legs of the man in black.

The short man's punch almost swept past his ears, and the crow's shoulder also hit his opponent's armpit, and the two hands grabbed his upper arm and broke it down, and the shoulder pushed hard, directly unring his arm joint, and then another backrest throw, throwing him sideways.

"Phew, see no." The crow said angrily: "Even if Lao Tzu is injured, you are not opponents, you are really a mantis arm as a car, and you can't do anything for yourself." ”

"You're too early to be complacent." The man in black was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, his two front teeth were crumbling, and his nostrils were spurting blood, but he still didn't admit defeat, gritted his teeth and said: "The gunshot just now has alarmed our people, do you think you still escaped?" ”

"It turns out that it's relying on other people's seeds!" The crow crouched down, grabbed him by the hair, and shouted, "Say, is this the base for the development of Moranconsu?" ”

When the man in black heard the words Yan Moran Kangsu, his face suddenly changed color, and he looked at the crow in surprise and said, "No...... What is Moranconol? ”

The tip of the crow's tongue licked the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "Your expression has betrayed you, tell me honestly, where is the thing hidden, I will spare you from death." He crouched down and grabbed the man in black by the neck with his right hand.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" The tall man trembled with the centipede-shaped scar on his face because of anger, and said coldly: "There are many enemies in hell, and you Bird Regiment is nothing. However, the enemies in front of us have surrendered one after another, and the Flying Birds are against us, and there is only one way forward for death. ”

"Speak quickly!" The crow's fingers are strained.

The man in black didn't say anything, he didn't even grab the desert eagle with his right hand, but grinned, grabbed it at the waistband of his trousers, tore off a metal ring, grabbed the crow's ankle with his left hand, and said, "Don't go, go to hell with me." ”

The crow's eyes widened, and a feeling of extreme danger welled up in his heart, and he pounced on it regardless of it.

"Don't go!" The man in black clutched the crow's left ankle.

While the two were pulling, an explosion rang out.

"Bang!"

The bomb was tied to the chest of the man in black, and when it exploded instantly, it produced a huge wave of heat and air, and immediately lifted the crow three meters away and slammed it on the ground.

The man's internal organs in black were blown to pieces, and some organs and tissues slapped against the wall like mud.

The crow only felt a roar in front of his ears, his eyes were dim, he couldn't see anything clearly, and his body was also full of blood.

"Brother Lei! Brother Rei! ”

Faintly, nervous shouts were heard.

"Hoo ......"

The crow let out a long breath of turbidity, knowing that this was a life-and-death situation, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up.

The pain came like a tidal wave.

It's like there are dozens of knives cutting back and forth on the body.

In just a few seconds, a layer of sweat had already appeared on the crow's body.

"Your sister, if you die, you're dead, dragging Lao Tzu to dry the yarn!" The crow cursed, sat up and looked at it, and saw that the trousers were in tatters, and some flesh was still hanging on them, slimy, and very ugly.

"I'm going to kill you!" The short man stumbled over.

"No matter how injured Lao Tzu is, it's not something that you, an inferior tattooer, can kill." The crow scolded, took out a packet of blue powder from his trouser pocket with trembling fingers, bit through the plastic bag, and ate it directly.

The short man walked closer, and when he saw something in the crow's hand, he couldn't help but be shocked: "This ...... How could you have it? ”

The crow was eating nothing else, it was Moranconsu.

Shi Xiaoqian stole a lot of diluted Moranconsu finished products from King Kong Pharmacy, and the concentration of the drugs was naturally not as good as those they sent out, but the efficacy was still there.

The crow investigated Moranconsu, and naturally there was a sample in his pocket.

He ate so nervously that he had a few fingers in his mouth, and he even ate half of the plastic bag.

After eating, the crow casually put the broken bag of Shuo material in his hand, held the ground with both hands, staggered to his feet, and said, "What's the matter, don't you still come to compete, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you." ”

The short man was stunned for a moment, but then came back to his senses, his right arm fell off the ring, and he could only raise his left arm and smash it at the crow, with the sound of whirring wind.

The crow's left leg was still unconscious, and he only used his right leg to support the center of gravity of his body, he glared at the two eyes, and refused to show weakness, and smashed his fist at the other party.

Both fists fell on each other one after another.

The short man hits the crow in the soft underbelly, and the crow smashes it on the opponent's collarbone.

The short man shook his body, took two steps back, he pulled out the pocket syringe on his leg, it turned out that after being thrown out by the crow, he injected drugs to strengthen his physique.

But the crow fell straight to the ground, rolled over, and stood up, he felt his heart beat faster, and his whole body seemed to be on fire, not only did he have the slightest pain, but there was an indescribable pleasure in his limbs.

The short man crushes the syringe, shakes his shoulders, and the muscles squeeze the joints, automatically returning to their original positions. Without saying a word, ten fingers swooped down like hooks and tore at the crow's throat.

The five fingers had just hooked the skin of the crow's neck, and were about to tighten, when a huge force rushed into the ribs, and they fell backwards uncontrollably, and the fingers were immediately detached.

The short man fell to the ground, stood up with his left hand covering his weakness, and looked down to see that a fist pit had been broken in his ribs, and the blood could not stop flowing.

"This ......" the short man's face was full of horror, and he slowly fell back.

The crow's vision was a little dazed, and he felt his limbs fluttering, and the feeling of walking on clouds was so wonderful.

"Ding!" The passenger elevator on the east side of the parking lot opened, and three tall men in black dressed as security guards rushed in.

"Not good, there is an enemy attack!"

Several people hurriedly pulled out pistols from their waists.

"Bang!"

The crow rolled on the ground, his left hand clasped around the short man's waist, and used him as a meat shield. His right hand touched his lower abdomen, and he felt something hard, and when he escaped, he saw that it was a grenade.

The crow was overjoyed, bit off the fuse, and threw it away.

"It's not good, hide!"

Several security guards panicked.

"Boom!"

In the explosion, black smoke billowed and the building trembled.

The crow picked up the Desert Eagle, held the gun in his right hand, and strode towards several unsafe guards, raising his hand to shoot it.

One of the security guards at the front was hit in the thigh and fell to his knees, howling in pain.

At the top of the stairs, there was another violent running sound.

The fight and explosion just now had already alarmed the security guards on duty in the building.

The crow hid behind a wall and fired a few shots in a row, the desert eagle has a strong lethality and recoil, if it weren't for the amazing wrist strength, it couldn't be controlled at all, fortunately the crow hadn't played with a gun much before, and the accuracy was amazingly low.