In the exclamation of not moving, the black smith who dared to die suddenly straightened his whole body.

As if he had been hit by electricity, he stood upright and motionless, and if he hadn't been wearing a helmet, his hair would have exploded one by one.

"Squeak."

Disgusting eyes squirmed, devouring Smith's arm, and Smith's eyes widened at first, but then closed, as if enjoying the feeling.

The expression enjoys, and the body shakes slightly.

“FOOK。”

The soldier next to him whispered a national curse, and the black Smith's expression was so weird.

If this scene were to be replaced by a small movie, Smith's expression would cut seamlessly into it without any sense of disobedience.

But it's not right to appear in this weird forest, there is no sense of substitution!

After about a few seconds, Smith's whole body was shocked, his broad shoulders shook, and a cloud of black gas visible to the naked eye quickly hit Smith's heart and disappeared into his chest.

The black light was captured by the lens, and it was immediately packaged and hidden in a physical hard disk, and the safest way to store this kind of top-secret information is to store it physically, otherwise it will be stolen by other countries unknowingly if it is sent over the network.

Smith opened his eyes suddenly, and his black and white eyes added to the divine light, and the entire black body seemed to be full of inexplicable divinity.

These shining eyes make people's hearts shock, what does this 'black guy' really get from the big eyes?

The crow turns over and becomes a white swan!

Under the strong onlookers of the crowd, Smith opened his thick lips and said in a rhythmic voice: "I, I saw the great ...... God."

"I know, he's going to say gods."

Sitting in the White House, which was burned down once two hundred years ago, the commander took a sip of Coke and raised his finger to the assistant next to him.

"I've seen this scene a lot in the movie, this little black guy is very promising, and I should let those directors in Hollywood learn from this black guy's performance."

"Commander, it should be an actor to learn."

But before Smith's pronunciation of the word god fell, the eyes in the woods suddenly turned at the same time.

"Squeak."

The eyes looked to the west, and the sound of Si Si Suo came from the depths of the forest.

It's like someone walking in the woods, with a terrifying aura that makes the eyes depressing.

And judging from the posture of the strange eyes, the identity of this person is not trivial, otherwise the eyes don't have to be like a big enemy, and the horror will flow out of the big eyes into substance.

In the gloomy forest, groups of large eyeballs shrank as if they were about to retract into the trunks of trees.

How can there be the terrifying domineering just now.

"Jingle Bell."

But a crisp bell suddenly rang, with magical power, instantly stopping all eyes.

And the word "god" of black Smith was also stuck in his throat, and he looked at it in confusion.

The god seemed to be too unremarkable, and before he saw the figure, he was frightened by the sound.

"Ami ......"

The magnificent Buddha horn suddenly rose, and the bald head, which was whiter than Smith's teeth, came out.

A little bald head came first, followed by a tattered robe, and a rusty but murderous Zen staff in his hand, and the sound of the bell was made by the hanging object on the Zen staff.

The Zen staff is said to be a stick, but the sharp bottom is a spear head that can enter the flesh no matter how you look at it.

"Clank!"

The staff stood up, and the bottom was thrust into the dirt.

This pair of horizontal knives immediately spurted out of the domineering spirit without words.

"Buddha Buddha"

A monk walked out of the eerie forest walk, and with the sound of bells, countless eyeballs could be suppressed.

This monk is more like a ghost than a monk, his mouth is dry and shriveled without smiling, and his two dry eyes are only cloudy, but there is no divine light.

The worn-out robe rises without wind,

The weirdness is not only that, the temporary command vehicle looked at the data transferred from the instrument, and it had already exploded the porridge, compared to what the eyes saw, the data uploaded from the instrument was intuitive and terrifying.

"There is no heat source, and there is no difference between the thermal imaging and the surroundings."

"Notice under his feet, there are shadows, there are indentations, it proves that it is an object with mass."

"Amazing, what a new existence is this."

"The world is getting more and more terrifying."

This monk is very far away from the rear, and it is not the turn of the big man to care about his own safety.

"Try to communicate with the monks."

The command vehicle's order was conveyed to the only soldier in the team who could speak the island Chinese, and the Amei Lika soldier was not highly educated, and knowing the island Chinese was also a small probability event.

"I ...... Roger that! ”

The soldier who yearns for the island country house culture sighed, discouraged why he would learn island Chinese, doesn't he just want to read comics without waiting for others to translate the text, and it is still illegal to read certain types of comics in island countries in China.

He likes to watch anime, but he is not in the middle school, and he knows that he is not the male protagonist of anime, and he will not have adventures when he dies.

But under the gaze of I don't know how many big people, I can only bite the bullet and go up.

The opening is to speak righteously, showing the demeanor of Amei Lika; Or is the tone gentle......

"Jingle Bell!!"

The tattered monk's hand moved, and the sharp bottom pierced the eyeball beside him.

This move blocked the words of the Azhai soldier at once.

"Oops, my eyes."

Everyone who watched the scene in the middle of the pupil closed their eyes, and the Grand Commander put down the Coke with a sigh and rubbed his eyelids with his fingers.

The human ability to feel pain is always magnified in an instant when it comes to the eyes, between the fingers, and other parts, and even more so Smith, who screams on the spot, unable to accept the ease with which the god he admires being injured by others.

"Ahh

"How dare you hurt the gods!"

Perhaps it was Smith's cry that attracted the monks, or perhaps Smith was among the monks' targets.

"Jingle Bell."

The bell rang, and the ghostly monk looked at Smith.

A breeze rose in the calm woods, and the murderous aura locked onto Smith's body.

"Poof."

The staff was raised, and the sharp tip went straight into Smith's heart, and red blood gushed out, dripping down the edge of the staff.

Robes chopped.

The staff made a neat slash, and Smith's body showed a deep right diagonal cut.

The military uniform is torn, and the wounds and ravines can always see the bones of Mori Bai!

If you go any deeper, you can't say that you can cut Smith in half.

But such a terrifying wound does not need to be deepened, and no human being can survive, even if it uses the top medical treatment in modern times, and even let the shrine maiden of Yoyogi Shrine take action!

"Demons, retreat."

Smith's wound gushed out black light, which was the black light that flew out of his eyes just now, and it was indeed full of evil from the point of view.

"What did the monk say?" The Grand Commander looked at the assistant beside him, spread his hands, and said with disbelief in his tone, "Our transcendent was killed like this?" It's only a few seconds? ”