Chapter 286: The Victim of the Head Grab
"Ding"
Just such a crisp and small sound attracted the attention of two of your families.
They drew their daggers like convulsive dogs, and the weak man was thrown to the ground with a muffled grunt.
The slender chains that then slipped out made it suspicious that their black leather had a four-dimensional pocket rolled up in it.
Again, this incompatible combination of unconstructive and unconstructive knives is used as a dog walk.
Normally, shouldn't your house be running towards you with your hands floating behind and slapping your face with a spiral pill?
A ninja stayed where he was, blowing a long yellow pipe and making a long "boom" sound.
The ninja rushed to the front and literally pulled out a spiral pill and slapped it.
Lin Huang released an anti-spiral pill spiral pill, which blew the ninja's entire right hand into ashes.
It is worth digging into that the other party also hammered it with his only remaining left hand.
Poke to death.
As soon as the corpse was thrown out, the ground in front and behind him suddenly rose sharply, and the flesh exploded.
It looks like I'm locked up.
Behind the walls, there were footsteps one after another, and there were a lot of people.
Just as he was about to break through the wall, the footsteps outside stopped abruptly.
In the dead silence, a crack cracked in the wall, and Lin Huang came out, almost stepping on half of someone's lung.
Observed.
It seems that the business has been robbed.
The minced meat is placed everywhere, and at first glance it feels like a black workshop producing ham sausages.
The only thing that is puzzling is that this peer seems to be a bit powerful, how do you kill people to the ceiling? Are there any such courses?
The main thing is that he was trapped inside for no more than ten seconds, could it be that the man accomplished the feat of sticking dozens of people into the ceiling in these ten seconds? Is he the Statue of Liberty so able to raise his hand.
"Smack"
The piece of precision parts hanging in front of me that I don't know which part it was finally fell down, stirring up a small splash of blood.
The man who was carried in by two black faggets before and didn't know what to do was also drowned in blood.
I'm going to find that colleague next, and I'm a little excited to think about it.
At the end of the warm, rust-smelling hallway is a door that seems to have been specially prepared for giants.
Concealed.
Lin Huang was desperate to see the Statue of Liberty, so he walked in with some excitement, but only stepped into the familiar pool of blood.
The ceiling was dripping blood, and when I looked up, there were a lot of people hanging again.
This hall is super large, and being able to kill people to the ceiling in this kind of place can already be said to be a grandmaster-level art.
In a series of monotonous blood droplets falling to the ground, a trace of electricity with a fantastical color suddenly sounded.
Fantasy colors are colors on a physical level, and a small lump of black cobblestone surrounded by exaggerated green lightning looks very ugly, and there is no aura on it.
A lump of ninjas who had been mistaken for minced meat suddenly jerked twice.
"Oh, brother," Lin Huang pulled him up, "this is a basket?" ”
The ninja said something vaguely in neon language.
It seems to be scared silly.
Picking up a chain, the ninja passed away peacefully listening to the sound of his cervical vertebrae breaking.
So where did the peers who came in before go? Accidentally hung yourself up when hanging someone?
It doesn't seem to be, the ceiling is all black clothes.
Could it be the kind of sudden unfolding of justice from heaven?
Looking back, the stalker stood silently on a pile of corpses.
Lin Huang approached the pile of lightning without hindrance, and reached out to touch the black stone.
The lightning that was still powerful just now was like a dumb cannonball, and it was directly gone.
The sound of coherent water sounded, and the black shadow, which had been silently following behind all along, rushed over.
Lin Huang grabbed the black ball that had just arrived and smashed it into the black shadow's brain.
A circle of purple ripples appeared on the black shadow and passed it directly.
Excuse me, brother.
The black shadow stood in front of him, stretched out his silhouette hand, took the ball, and then teleported out more than ten meters away.
……
"Does Orutinia have such a religion?"
"You haven't been here, have you?" Green replied silently.
There was a lonely gothic bald man in a blue-and-black gothic tunic standing on the bench shouting something, and there was a circle of gothic miscellaneous fish around the bench, and dozens of people below echoed it.
An arrow flew silently in the distance, shooting the gothic lonely bald man off the bench.
A team of macho men with bows suddenly appeared, and it was clear that they were the city guards here.
The fierce men swarmed up, and after stabbing the gothic lonely bald man a few times, they shouted a few times scattered, and set up arrows to chase the gothic miscellaneous fish who were scattered and fled.