"Hahaha, madman, to rebel against the Legion? What's in your head, condensate? Black Kick smiled presumptuously, the man in front of him was afraid that he was not mentally retarded.

What kind of sand pen will give birth to the idea of rebelling against the legion? Why? You put yourself in a condescending position and condemn me with a kind of supremacy of human righteousness?

What qualifications do you have to stand there?

I'm just trying to live, and live better, what's wrong, in this damn magic stone, I just want to live a few more days.

"It's useless to talk more, Black Fang, fuck him, rob this fool's supplies and ammunition, and this woman, such a rich harvest is enough to support the brothers to be happy for half a month."

Black Kirk said with a sinister smile, looking at Gao Wei's eyes full of murderous intent.

The conflict of ideas between the two is a natural and invisible opposition, neither side is wrong, just a different angle, but if there is no defender of the human race, there is an appearance of a defender of the race.

In that case, humanity would have been extinct long ago, and in the last days, there would be no problem in taking care of the ego.

However, under such circumstances, the value and significance of abandoning the ego and achieving the greater self are far more noble and important than the former, and it is very difficult for human beings to give up their lives to achieve great causes.

"Alright, boss, I'm ready to go." Black Fang shouted happily, his fingers pulled the trigger to the end, and the muzzle of the heavy machine gun instantly sprayed a blazing tongue of fire.

Countless bullets flew in the air, killing the two of them, threatening to beat them to pulp.

Regina lay on the ground tightly, not daring to move, lest the stray bullet accidentally scratch herself, which would be the result of broken bones and tendons.

Her ears could clearly hear the sound of machine gun fire, and she could feel the heat of bullets flying overhead, and the whistling air currents.

The sand that had been knocked off by the bullet slammed the surface of the bare skin, stinging like a needle pricking, and from time to time there were pieces of rubble splashing over and landing not far from Regina.

Not daring to make any movement, she just curled up there, whimpering like a helpless puppy.

"Bang bang bang, bang." The smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and Black Fang smiled happily and wantonly, releasing his fanatical desire, and it had been a long time since he had shot so excitingly.

Not to mention shooting and killing enemies, bullets are quickly consumed, and a chain of bullets is squandered in less than a few seconds.

Bullets that could have been used against the Legion.

Now it's being used on his own people, but so what? Life in the world cannot be done in vain.

It doesn't seem to be a problem to follow your heart and release your desires to live your life.

I don't know how long it took, Regina felt like an eternity, the roaring flames finally stopped, and the smoke on the opposite side was blown by the breeze and began to slowly disperse.

Whistling happily, Black Fang looked ahead, wondering if the corpse of the guy who was looking for death had been beaten into cavernous cheese by him.

Black Kick didn't squint, spit out thick phlegm contemptuously, dare to go against him, there is no good fruit to eat!

"It's dead now, slut, dare to stand on the moral supremacy to refute Lao Tzu, why are you?" The sarcastic words came out, and the tone was so disdainful.

Half of the smoke cleared, and Blackkick looked at the place where he was standing with disdain, wanting to know what had become of this brain-wreck.

"Brothers, keep your eyes open and see if the guy who provoked us has nine lives to squander."

"Hahaha, hahaha......" Black Kick laughed uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on the distance.

"Huh, that's it?" A voice far more disdainful than him came, and there was still a small half of the smoke and dust left, somehow, and all of it dissipated, and Gao Wei stood there intact.

And Tess was hiding behind him, her eyes wide open at Blackkik's stunned expression.

"Ahem, ahem." Shocked, he stopped laughing, he choked on his own saliva.

His eyes widened, and he looked at the other side in a daze, and he didn't know what to say, so he was stunned for a while.

Blackkick tentatively asked, "You, you, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

What the hell is going on, the bullet has eyes, and it all avoided this man! He looked horrified at the ground beneath his feet.

Except for the places where others stood, there were at least hundreds of bullet casings full of bullets, and there were hundreds of potholes created by the destruction of the concrete floor.

Not to mention the gravel that was blown away by the ricochet, a small crater was born, which is enough to prove how ferocious the fire of the heavy machine gun is.

Not only Blackkirk was dumbfounded, but Blackfang and the Hungry Ghost also looked at Gao Wei dumbfounded.

Several people's brains were blank, and everything was terrifying, and the hungry ghost just wanted to leave this place that made him fight.

Black Kick was trembling, his legs were trembling, his face was like earth, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were rolling down as much as he could, all showing the nervousness and fear in his heart.

Everyone's expressions and reactions were different, but the unifying point was that the eyes were full of confusion and fear, filling the entire pupils, and the whole person became an immobile wooden man.

"Me?" The tone of high-risk banter, to the ears of the other party, does not contain the slightest human touch, like eternal ice, indifferent to the extreme.

He took out that demonic tone and posture again, which made the listener tremble and the sight frightened, and after Donald's experience, Gao Wei became more and more handy with this.

Even Qi Ying and other teammates couldn't help but feel furious and a little worried when they saw it.

In fact, he was a weak group in his heart, and at the moment when the heavy machine gun fired, he took out all the blood stored in the Crimson Ring, and used the dual authority of the ring and the blood fighting technique.

Constructed a thickened version of the blood shield, layered three layers out, he must seek stability, this body can not have any major problems, high-risk injuries, and he will not be alone.

There are also teammates, the ceiling of combat power in the team, the pillar-like characters, and half the sky of the player squad, so that once he falls, it will be a blow to the entire squad.

It is twofold, in terms of combat effectiveness and spirituality, a double heavy blow, and can even directly destroy the belief support of the squad.

The strongest combat power has fallen, no matter how hard we try, what's the point? It's better for everyone to wait for death, there is no point in it anyway.

Therefore, at the same moment when the heavy machine gun spat out the tongue of fire, Zhang Yan almost couldn't control himself and rushed out, he didn't think that the high danger could resist the blow of the gun.

But he has an iron man, and he will definitely be able to help bear the damage by relying on his substitute, if it weren't for Qi Ying holding him, Zhang Yan would definitely rush up now.

"Don't go, Brother Zhang, Brother Gao will definitely be able to handle it himself, if we go, we will add to the chaos." This sentence brought Zhang Yan's reason back and made him stop.

Staying in place, silently watching, his clenched fists clenched, but it explained the worry in his heart.

As a high-end combat force who fights side by side with Gao Wei, he can't follow his brother, which makes him feel very uncomfortable in his heart, and he has a sense of alienation that has no place to play.

He is also eager to prove himself, I, Zhang Yan, am also a useful person, a comrade-in-arms who can stand side by side with you at high risk, and a comrade-in-arms who is worthy of your trust.

Before the start of the third game, Zhang Yan was in the base, and he spent the most training time every day, when everyone was training, he trained, and when everyone was resting, he secretly practiced.

Regarding the proficiency of the substitute, compared with everyone else, Zhang Yan is definitely in the forefront, ranking first and second, and his battle, compared to the high danger, may not be much more reckless.

"Me?" Gao Wei spat out a monosyllabic word, and continued in a calm tone: "I am who I am, a demon walking in the real world. ”

As soon as his feet moved, the muscles of his high-risk legs stretched out vigorously in an instant, and the cloak and blood line pushed the ground at the same time, giving him explosive power.

Black Fang only felt the strong wind blowing in his face, and when he looked again, the black-haired masked man opposite had disappeared.

"What about people? Where is he? "What a great living person, but at this moment disappeared out of thin air, the most terrible thing is that it is the enemy!

Twisting his head, the black fangs searched around, and no high-risk trace could be found within sight.

I saw the hungry ghost looking at him with horror in his eyes, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.

"What's wrong, what's on my face? No, it's not me! "Blackfang suddenly realized that something was wrong, that there was something behind me.

Suddenly the alarm bell sounded in my heart, and an idea came to my mind, he! The man, behind me, shuddered, turned around.

Sure enough, the figure he least wanted to see was right behind him.

With a pop, Black Fang knelt on the hood, and said with trembling teeth: "Don't, don't kill me, I'm ......" without waiting for him to finish.

Red lines of blood pierced his vocal cords, up all the way up his limbs, into all his muscles.

The man said in a language he didn't understand: "Bloodshot - marionettes." ”

Black Fang's manual movement is not an active command of his brain, but a passive movement, which is not controlled by his mind.

His hands slowly lifted up, choking his neck, his fingers exerting force, pinching the trachea, and just like that, there was no struggle, no sound, everything was carried out in silence.

It all ended in silence, Blackfang's hands hanging to his sides, consciousness disappearing from his body.

The drooping hand was raised again, and the dead man's body began to move, he opened a white eye, his tongue stuck out, and on his neck was his own handprint.

In a posture that does not resemble a living creature, he walks towards the hungry ghost.

The latter stood still, motionless, his eyes wide as he watched the body of Black Fang walking towards him.

When a normal person sees such a shocking scene, he should be afraid to turn around and run away, but what is abnormal is that the hungry ghost did not run, but just looked at it like this.

Because, he couldn't run away, and from the dust on the ground, several blood lines were firmly wrapped around his ankles, sinking into the skin, making him unable to move.