Chapter Eighty-Seven: I Can't Think of Chapter Names

The unequivocal voice sounded in everyone's ears: "You are really rude, don't worry, you will be divided into eight sections when you die, you will know how painful it is." ”

The tone is serious and serious, not like a joke.

Donald, who had never heard such wild words, laughed and mocked Gao Wei in a profligate manner, as if he had said something very interesting.

Although now the two are isolated, there are no reinforcements, no heavy firepower weapons.

However, as a person who has undergone systematic training, has a gun in his hand, and has a sufficient bullet balance, he can be said to shoot 100 shots, but the traditional craft of headshots has never been lost.

Shooting a human is not a problem at all, it's just a casual matter, after all, the country where he is located is America.

Free America, gunfights every day, and the people in it are all good at guns.

Malicious eyes, looking up and down on Gao Wei's body, and he was also looking at the two dementia.

If you are bent on death, why not? Before dying, I brought a cushion on my back, and I thought of it when I thought of it.

Donald immediately fired a shot, without aiming at all, all based on feeling, without the high risk of dodging, and directly fired this red-hot brass bullet.

In my imagination, the masked monster's head was hit by a bullet, and a blood flower exploded, and the whole person fell to the ground like a puppet that had lost its string, and could not get up again.

The red blood and the white viscous brain pulp mixed with each other to create a disgusting picture that made people vomit.

The imagination is beautiful, the reality is always cruel, the imaginary picture does not appear, on the contrary, it is far away, standing there quietly in high danger, standing with hands in hand, so unconfident.

And what about the bullet that hit him? Gone? Donald couldn't figure out what was happening, everything was impacting his cognition, and the fear that had faded out rose up again and invaded his mind.

"You! What are you! The frightened questioning was not over, and a cold voice sounded faintly from behind.

"Well, I'll tell you the truth, actually, I'm a demon." Now, Donald finally knows, his name.

Turning his head suddenly, Donald saw a pair of eyes, eyes with cold murderous intent, locked on him, without any emotion.

"Oh my God, this guy is fine, where's the bullet?" Donald couldn't help but wonder again, as if he hadn't shot at all, but the warmth of the barrel, all kinds of evidence pointed to him firing a shot.

Seeing the enemy's stupid expression, Gao Wei smashed his lips twice.

"It seems that my own atmosphere has been brewing too much, and the two guys on the other side have broken their brains." Secretly said damn it, Gao Wei felt that he had done it, and killing two crazy people would not bring any sense of accomplishment.

As if playing a trick, Gao Wei took out a bullet, held it up in front of Donald's eyes, and said sarcastically: "Are you looking for this?" ”

At this moment, not only Donald, but the other two were also shocked, looking at the eyes of Gao Wei, the whole thing changed, and they only felt that this man, as tall as a mountain, stood proudly.

In the next second, he would stretch out his feet and trample on several people like ants.

The bursting red light reflected on everyone's bodies, and their faces reflected a blood-like red.

It was like the king of Hades, holding a red pen and pressing step by step, carving a big word of death on his soul, and pronounced death on everyone's result.

It is inevitable that several people will be completely killed, eaten and wiped clean, and not even the bones and dregs will be left, and the soul will be dragged into the infernal hell and subjected to countless tortures to pay for their sins.

The chill to the bones made Donald and Connor shudder, and all the hairs on their bodies stood on end, showing the boundless fear implied in their hearts.

Fear, like an uncontrollable torrent, broke the of consciousness and flowed outward, unable to stop.

"Well, it's so fragrant, I seem to smell the stench in the air, is it your fear?" Gao Wei smiled coldly, cruelly on his lips, and his hand grasped the hilt of the Super Light Wave Energy Blade.

With a slight movement, a light blade burst out, emitting extreme high temperatures, and the surrounding air, under the scorching heat, was faintly twisting and shaking, and the qi waves were constantly fluctuating.

Donald stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, his jaw almost pulled to the ground, his cognition, no longer able to comprehend what his eyes saw.

He can only use ready-made weapons, and he is simply not a high-risk opponent.

"God, what kind of monster is this!" While marveling at this fact again, a thought popped into Donald's head, I'm going to die!

Death was full of the tension of evil tastes, and it was wrapped around his limbs like an airtight plastic glass film, covering his mouth, nose, eyes, and any empty and hollow places.

Even the pores were completely sealed, cutting off the channel for exchanging gases with the outside world, causing the subject to slowly suffocate to death.

In less than ten seconds, Donald couldn't hear the hymn, where were the angels, and the only thing he saw in front of him was the devil, the smiling gentleman demon.

In front of him, no mortal has the power to fight back, but to be humiliated and slaughtered by him, the high danger is a hungry wolf, and the other spies are lambs to the slaughter.

The light of the light blade was so dazzling, Gao Wei stood behind Donald, and the shadow shrouded the former's body, like a five-fingered mountain, and the Sun Monkey couldn't move.

The eyes were pierced by the light, the tears were dried up, Donald couldn't stop crying, and the tears disappeared as soon as they appeared.

Boom, Gao Wei shook his fist and hit Donald's chin vigorously, and in an instant, only a crisp sound was heard, that is, the bones were broken, the jaw bones were shattered by the force, and the upper and lower jaws collided.

The brain was concuzzating, the eyeballs were shaking, Donald was beaten by a punch, if it wasn't for the self-relieving, his consciousness almost drifted into the distance, and his mouth full of yellow teeth shattered to the ground.

The strange thing is that when I was hit by a fist, the thought in my mind was very strange, what kind of demon is this, why is he such a gentleman when he beats people.

A mouthful of saliva comes out of the mouth, containing a lot of tooth fragments and blood foam, and if you look closely at it with a microscope, you can even find large pieces of oral epithelial cells.

Under the severe pain, Donald couldn't take care of himself in pain, his mouth began to be unclean, he began to greet Gao Wei cordially, his speech was indistinct, he muttered for a long time, and only listened to a general idea.

"You lowly flower rabbit, stinky fish and rotten shrimp at the bottom of society, and a sewer rat that no one cares about when you die, Lao Tzu wants to take out your internal organs alive, eat them in front of your eyes, eat them alive, and after eating them alive, the excrement pulled out will be fried in wide oil, and then fed to you to eat!

you, what are you going to do, there is an old saying in the flower planter, if you want to kill or chop, give a good time! Despite the shattered teeth, Donald's lip service didn't wane.

scolded people and didn't give up, as if Uncle Tom had used him to go to the toilet in his previous life, and he kissed his mouth hard with sled spiked shoes.

"What do I want?" Hearing this, Gao Wei felt angry, and he laughed angrily.

"Player! Overlapping gamers' benefits! An angry roar poured into Donald's ears and rattled through his brain.

Connor watched all this from the sidelines, not daring to make any movements, in fact, he couldn't make any movements, and the silk threads separated from the blood-colored white silk had already restrained his hands and feet.

From the moment he moves behind Donald, his body ceases to belong to him, becoming a marionette, and the string frame, like Leah, is held in the hands of the high-risk.

Except for the eyes that can move back and forth, the rest of the body is taken over by the rebellious blood.

"Hahaha, human rights? There are no human rights in this world, only people and people, and when people are tired of playing, a little scraps are leaked from the corners and corners at will, and they are eaten by you dogs who lick their feet.

And you, too, will laugh and eat it, and then take our stinky feet as a gift and hold them high for fear of falling to the ground.

Ordinary people are already like that, you players? Tell what kind of jokes the hell, obediently become a dog in the hands of the powerful, put the collar on yourself, and then hand over the rope to us, this is your best choice.

Those who are ruled by us are lowly people, and you players will be no exception! In a state of madness, after uttering a word of arrogance and rebellion, Donald rushed forward and pulled away.

Without saying a word, looking back was a shot, a spark exploded violently at the chamber of the gun, and the high danger that could not dodge was hit by a shot again, staggering back a step or two, and pressing the palm tightly on the abdomen.

His face was pale, and he looked like he had been hit to the point.

Seeing this, Donald couldn't help but laugh, laughing heartily, and he couldn't help himself at all.

He snorted coldly and mocked: "Bullshit player, what about Superman, he won't be knocked down by Lex Luthor's kryptonite bullets, no matter how crazy you are, jump, why don't great players pretend?" ”

However, Donald, who was smiling like a mentally retarded man, was slapped hard before he could be smug for two seconds.

The blood-colored white silk stretched out far away, and a slap was slapped in his face, and the high danger directly opposite took out another bullet like a trick, this scene, as if it was familiar, only happened a minute or two ago.

What was originally a wild laugh turned into a dry cough that choked on the throat, and Donald was almost choked to death.

"Ahem, cough, you, how can you ......" was speechless, didn't know what to say, just stunned at the current situation, a slap in the face in a double sense, a physical beating, and a psychological blow.

"Hehehe, that's all you have? I also cooperated with you to act in a big play, is it good-looking? High Danger still kept that under-beaten smile.

At this moment, he is in great health, where there are signs of being shot, he is clearly a fine person.

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