At this moment, Long Xiaoqi, whose mouth was full of blood, smiled and was full of relief. Please search (product # book...... Net)!

The fastest newer novel he thought he was smart enough, he thought he would never be emotional, because he was a slippery ruffian at all.

But then he knew that he was wrong, that everything he had thought before was wrong.

He can be emotional, and once he starts to be emotional, he is more ferocious than anyone else.

What is this?

Funeral?

Die for love?

Hahahaha...... Zhao Ying is dead, and she was killed by the ghost soldiers, hahahaha...... What is Lao Tzu still alive for?

That's Lao Tzu's woman!

I can't even protect my own woman, so why am I still alive?

Die!

Let's die together, Lao Tzu is not so great, Lao Tzu is just an ordinary man, hahahaha...... Long Xiaoqi threw everything away, and when he performed the ultimate blow, suddenly Zhao Ying died, and his life became meaningless.

Love?

It's not just love, it's immortal to feel wholeheartedly, beyond love, because love can be replicated, and Zhao Ying has long become the only one in his heart!

The fist rushed forward, unpretentiously and slowly.

But this simple and ordinary punch showed the feeling of stormy waves, and even lifted the corner of the ghost soldier's coat and rose without wind.

Breaking the earth, a blow to the limit!

The ghost soldier moved, and it was also a punch without any fancies, directly facing Long Xiaoqi's fist that had accumulated eight dodges.

"Bang!"

The two fists intersected, and a hurricane blew up from the two people's side, suddenly showing a scene of flying sand coming out.

Then, time stood still, the air stood still, and even the sound of breathing disappeared without a trace.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... "Poof!" ”

Long Xiaoqi spurted blood and flew backwards and rushed out, and the moment he flew out upside down, his face showed a look of ecstasy.

Because he heard a voice, the sound of bones breaking, not his arm, but the arm of the ghost soldier!

"Click! Click! Click! ……”

The ghost soldier's face finally appeared, and his right arm, which had been slumped down, flashed with confusion in his eyes.

I wanted to raise my arm again, but I found that I couldn't do it anyway.

His right arm was broken, and it was brutally destroyed and broken by Long Xiaoqi's superimposed power.

Wave after wave, wave after wave, endlessly, galloping and roaring!

"Oo......oo

Yin Hong's blood donation appeared at the corner of the ghost soldier's mouth, and he retreated again and again, forced to retreat by the residual power like a wave...... "Poof! ”

The ghost soldier, who had taken a dozen steps back, fell to one knee and hung his head.

But only a few seconds later, he raised his head again, his face still cold, but his eyes lit up, like a living person.

"Ahem, ahem...... Burst! Burst! ……”

Long Xiaoqi, who was paralyzed on the ground, kept coughing, constantly spurting blood, and his eyeballs kept rolling upward, revealing the whites of his bloodshot eyes.

His consciousness was foggy, and he had no idea what his ultimate blow would achieve.

His hand fumbled and grabbed at his shirt, and with the last bit of strength he pulled it downward.

"Whew!"

The clothes were ripped open, revealing the dense explosives that bound up.

"Fried ...... Die...... You...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem...... Explode...... Die...... You ......"

Long Xiaoqi let out an unconscious murmur.

He had been prepared for a long time, he had already been strapped to his body with explosives.

These explosives are enough to completely flatten an area fifty meters square, and no matter how powerful the creatures are, even ghost soldiers, they can blow up their bones!

It's a pity that he has no strength, and he can't find where the lead is because of his vague consciousness...... The ghost soldier stood up and walked in front of Long Xiaoqi step by step.

The severed right arm swayed, and the cracked Mauser rifle slid down the shoulder.

He tried to use his right arm to stabilize the gun, but eventually the Mauser fell to the ground and snapped in half.

In the mountains and forests in the distance, a sniper rifle silently stretched out, locking on the back of the ghost soldier's head little by little.

Satan was very careful, he knew that this terrifying ghost soldier could smell the barrel of a gun, so he moved slowly, slowly.

Prince Abdul's order was the only thing he had to do, and at this time, it was time for him to carry out the order.

Since Spain, Satan has been quietly tracking all the way, and only then did he appear.

The extreme horror displayed by the ghost soldier was clearly in his heart, and he even had to give up for a while, but what he didn't think about was that Long Xiaoqi actually hit this killing god hard.

The opportunity came, this was the opportunity, he was not in the mood to experience the fear of Long Xiaoqi's burning life, he only knew that the opportunity was fleeting.

Suddenly, Satan's eyes narrowed fiercely, and he locked on the ghost soldier as fast as he could.

At this moment, he didn't care if the killing god could capture the killing intent from him, because there was someone behind him!

The person who came didn't know if he was friend or foe, and he had to complete the sniping before the ghost soldiers killed Long Xiaoqi, so as to complete the order given to him by Prince Abdul!

"The opportunity is gone."

A slightly hoarse voice came from behind him.

Satan slowly lowered his gun, his eyes full of regret and loss.

Indeed, the opportunity was gone, and the Ghost Soldier picked up the Mauser rifle on the ground with his intact left hand, where the sculpture generally stands.

Walk!

In an instant, Satan left without looking back.

His mission was not completed, and his mission was interrupted by life.

The people behind him didn't want to kill him, so he left immediately without making any stops.

This is a middle-aged man with a dull face, standing there is a mountain, and his body is full of compelling aura.

Those blue pupils emitted a scorching light, showing his strength.

"There's still a chance!"

An anxious voice came from behind, and Golden Lion Wood whispered to the middle-aged man: "He is the head hunter of the Hunter School, and I have long said that his growth value is unfathomable. And now, we're all, clear! Are you sure you'll kill that ghost soldier in the future? You don't, because you're no match for the Ghost Soldier at all, and it's hard to even get him hurt. Hunt the first to hit the ghost soldiers, even if they burn their lives! This is his growth value, this is an existence that can only be a friend, and absolutely cannot be an enemy!! ”

"Headmaster Wood, we're on the opposite side of him, do you want to have such a terrifying figure in your camp?"

The middle-aged man said lightly: "He has to die, and he deserves to die." Alright, get ready, the ghost soldiers have been badly damaged and are destined to be unable to resist the forces concentrated in many ways. The battle is about to start soon, and our goal is only the golden train. ”

Wood gritted his teeth and closed his mouth, staring at Long Xiaoqi lying halfway up the mountain in distress.

He swore that the headhunter was the best professional soldier he had ever seen in his life, if he was given time, if he was given a chance, if he was ...... No ifs......?

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