Thirty men to one,

Thirty guns against one "bare hand",

If there is no magic in this world, if there is no system in this world, then Ryan's fate will obviously be miserable, just as miserable as those dragons in the TV series who were pierced by thousands of arrows.

After all

Even the two specially trained S.H.I.E.L.D. agents knelt neatly in the face of this group of weapon-armed fanatics without the slightest hesitation, and even one of them was gagged with something that seemed to be a smelly sock.

It's just that

Life is like a play, drama is like life, and life encounters can sometimes be even more dramatic than the plot of a drama.

For example, now,

After the strategizing black boss had just formulated the battle plan, he had not had time to feel the feeling of teaming up to fight monsters, and he had not had time to take a look at the scene of the "monsters" screaming in the fire under his hands.

Suddenly, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

"Hum~"

These Muggles don't feel the magic fluctuations at all, but as long as their eyes are not blind, they can realize that the tide of battle seems to have changed.

As soon as they pressed the trigger of the weapon in their hands, they saw that the black shadow that was rapidly approaching them lit up with fluorescent light, as brilliant as fireworks, but it contained a palpitating aura.

He'd just seen the power of fluorescent, and they didn't know what the hell it was, but they could kill them.

So when the fluorescent light up, they all very consciously stopped shooting in their hands and began to squeeze towards the back of the crowd.

They don't feel like they're running away, they feel like they're just retreating tactically, and after the other party's fluorescent shot comes out, they will definitely reflexively continue to output with all their might.

While striking the enemy, it can also be regarded as avenging the teammate who is about to die under the fluorescent.

The network of firepower that had been finally organized was broken down in an instant, and the black boss was a little helpless, but in the face of this death threat, he could not force those subordinates to go up and send them to death.

And he doesn't have time to do that.

He himself twisted his big ass and retreated towards the back, he was originally standing at the back of everyone, but when everyone ran backwards, his position naturally became prominent,

He's the boss,

But he's not a boss who leads by example.

"Huh!"

The heart-pounding sound sounded again, and the air around it seemed to have been cut with an unhealable wound, and all those who were retreating began to pray silently in their hearts,

In normal times,

They will want to be in the minority, because according to the 28 law, the rich tend to be in the minority.

Just now,

They sincerely want to be one of the people who stand out, and they don't want to be "lucky" to be chosen.

"Poof!"

In a rush and noisy sound of backward footsteps, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was very clear, this abnormal sound was like God's redemption that made everyone stop their steps,

At this moment,

They are all thankful to God in their hearts.

however

Just when everyone was ready to turn around and continue the bloody battle to avenge their comrades,

"Huh!"

The voice seemed to have dragged them into hell once again, and the devil's whispers turned directly into the horn of death, urging them to hurry on their way.

This time

They subconsciously took steps at the same time,

They don't need to run past the scythe that is like the embodiment of death, they only need to run past other people, run past their companions who used to drink and eat meat with them.

It's just that

This time things have changed.

After a "smack", the next sound that appeared was not a "poof".

but

"Huh."

"Huh."

"Huh."

"Huh."

......

Time

bugle

It seems to have turned into a symphony with a high rhythm, and "Om" has become the only theme in this piece.

"Damn !!"

The black boss is not slow, although his long pampered life has not involved in this kind of fire for a long time, but he frequently participates in another kind of "battle",

Although the arena of the battle is indoors,

Well

Occasionally, I will change my taste and play outside.

But the effect of this exercise was no worse than that of his men fighting in the streets.

It's just that now he didn't have the kind of joy that he had escaped, but a paleness surged on his black face, and the continuous sounds behind him seemed to remind him of something.

seem

Just before the formation on their side collapsed, he seemed to see a brilliant light like fireworks on the man's body.

If every ray of light is a human life...

The black man's thighs and stomach suddenly shuddered, but he didn't fall to the ground, didn't even waste half a second to release his fear, but directly turned his fear into the motivation to run.

He knew that running away seemed to be a very stupid thing, the other party's perverted speed could quickly catch up with him, and his current actions were only delaying his own death.

He knew that the only thing he could do to turn the tables and survive was to turn around, pick up his weapon and fight that guy.

But

He didn't dare,

He is no longer the thug who dares to slash from the street to the end of the street with a knife, he is a boss who has been in a high position for a long time and has countless thugs and younger brothers.

He has more strength, he has more money,

But

But he lost the blood he once had.

meantime

The little courage he had left had been defeated as early as when the other party released his murderous aura.

he

defeated,

Some people can be killed, but they cannot be defeated;

But some people don't have to be killed at all, sometimes they are defeated with a look.

"Huh."

"Poof."

.........

The sea breeze was still blowing gently, but when they reached a certain location, they were suddenly stirred up and turned into a mass of churning air.

before

The sea breeze swept across the dark sea,

Right now

The sea breeze churned on the crimson blood.

The sound of the waves has been drowned out by screams and wails, and the dock has been filled with an unprecedented slaughter tonight, and at the same time a complete slaughter.

Ryan shuttled through the crowd, the blood splattered through his clothes, but he didn't care, his cold eyes were like the eternal ice of Antarctica,

The screams in his ears and the blood in front of him seemed to be inconsequential air, and they couldn't stop him at all.

he

It's as if he has really become an emotionless killer.

When a person devotes himself to something, he will fall into a state similar to a demonic state, and now Ryan seems to have entered this state.