The black boss's lips are a little dry,

Obviously there was the sea nearby, and there was plenty of moisture in the air, but his lips were still a little dry, as if the water in his body had been squeezed out due to excessive fright.

He could feel that there were fewer and fewer people running with him,

It can even be said that

There are fewer and fewer people still able to stand on the scene.

Ryan didn't live up to his usual style this time, not only did he not accurately use magic poker to cut the opponent's neck one by one, but he acted like a novice who had just touched the cards.

Whether it's a normal attack,

Or a skill attack,

It's all very casual,

It can even be said to be a kind of roughness.

In the game, this will allow you to be joined by your other four teammates in a wave of spray.

And in reality,

It is to make this massacre more bloody, more brutal, more violent.

The black boss's chest is like an old accordion together, and running under this great mental pressure is more physically demanding than imagined, even if he usually invites a few beautiful women to exercise together every day or two.

But at this time, I can't bear this level of physical exertion.

Slowly, the footsteps seem to be poured with lead,

The black boss felt that his speed had begun to slow down and slow, but fortunately, the strength of the other people nearby seemed to have reached the limit, which made him secretly relieved.

Soon, his heart was tightly clenched in the palm of his hand by an invisible hand.

"Huh."

The sound of death is near,

A gangster running next to him fell weakly to the ground, his upper and lower bodies completely separated, and at the last second before he fell to the ground, he seemed to have his hand outstretched.

It seems that he hopes that his boss can pull himself in the crisis.

It's just that

The black boss just kicked away his not yet stiffened palm in disgust, and he wanted to continue his escape.

Life never ends,

The flight does not stop.

This idea came to the old black man's mind, but he didn't have a chance to implement it, because a dark shadow had blocked him like a ghost.

"Tick... Tick... Tick..."

A viscous red liquid dripped from the corners of Ryan's clothes, and after a wave of crushing slaughter, the negative emotions that had accumulated in his heart seemed to be completely released.

seem

All the troubles have become a thing of the past with the killing, and if you carefully sort out the various things since you crossed over, those unwillingness and grievances seem to be a thing of the past.

After all

I have already gained such a strong strength, compared to my own gains, those tribulations...

After thinking for a while,

Ryan suddenly felt as if he hadn't experienced any real ordeal, and the imaginary hell mode seemed to have been completed by himself for some reason.

If you really want him to choose the one thing that he is most worried about at this time, it can probably be traced back to the game before he crossed over, and he almost won that game.

His Teemo is almost able to finish off the opponent's Yasuo and wash away the shame of being killed 3 times before!

This fateful duel, this duel between the most popular newcomer and the most popular old man in the summoner's canyon, was inexplicably interrupted by a crossing, and he didn't even let himself see the end of the game.

I sighed in my heart,

Ryan looked up and looked around, Wade had successfully connected with the four S.H.I.E.L.D. over there, and it seemed that he was struggling to explain his identity.

As for the others,

Ryan turned his head and focused his gaze on the fat black man in front of him, who looked a little obese.

This is the only one who can still stand, and the others have either gone to hell ahead of time, or are lying on the ground wailing and waiting for death.

The corners of his mouth slightly outlined a curve, and Ryan showed a smile that he thought was good-looking, but was like a devil in the eyes of the black boss: "Are you still running?" ”

“...... Goo-dong. ”

The black boss took two steps back, his throat slipping, and he felt like he was having trouble breathing, as if someone had choked him.

"Mistaken... Misunderstand. ”

The black boss replied in a trembling voice, then turned his head to look at the positions of the S.H.I.E.L.D. traitors.

I saw that a person in a strange uniform appeared over there at some point, as if he was communicating with the group of traitors, and the murderer in front of him seemed very indifferent to this.

"Looks like they're a bunch of people." The black boss thought inwardly.

When he looked at Ryan again, he forced a smile on his face, although he was a little rusty about fighting and killing, but he was very skilled in this kind of scene and forced laughter.

"I just want to protect them." The black boss explained. "But they kept struggling, and in order to avoid accidents, I had to subdue them first."

At this juncture, the black boss has no time to care whether he can convince himself of what he says, whether he can delay for a while, not to mention that if he meets a fool, won't he be lucky to survive?

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Ryan had a smiling expression, everyone reacted differently to the threat of death, and he didn't see many people who talked nonsense.

"Isn't it..."

The black boss nervously spat out his inner words,

forthwith

He suddenly saw that the expression on Ryan's face seemed to stiffen, and he quickly changed his words:

"Aren't I stupid, I'm not stupid, how can I look like this?"

The black boss patted his ugly face,

Very hard,

There was even a "popping" sound.

"Yes, it's so ugly that I can't help but want to kill you."

Ryan fingered slightly, and a magical card appeared between his bloodstained fingers.

When the impulse in the body is gone,

The strong smell of blood on his body suddenly poured into his nostrils, and all he wanted now was to solve this matter and clean his body properly.

"Spare me...... Please. ”

The black boss continued to step back, and at the same time looked back in the other direction, with a hint of begging and hope in his eyes, as if hoping for some miracle.

"Da..."

The next second,

The black boss suddenly stopped retreating, and the hint of begging and hope in his eyes suddenly turned into surprise.

He did it

He had succeeded in dragging the Killer in front of him, and he had already seen the figure of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who had promised him.

Myself

Finally rescued!

The black boss turned around,

He thought he wanted to release his previous grievances, and he wanted to show his heroic side in front of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

"You ........."

"Huh."

Ryan waved his finger slightly,

Disgusted:

"Ugly people do a lot of weirdness."