It all started with this masked man, and it's all your fault! Black Kik stared at Gao Wei fiercely with a hateful gaze, his eyes were full of pitiful killing intent, yes, pitiful killing intent.

If the eyes could kill the enemy, the high danger would have become a corpse long ago.

It's a pity that he can't do anything, he can only meet death and kill alone, and Blackkick is not resistant, but is happy to do these things, and his blood gushes out, which makes him excited.

The corpse of his companion walked towards him, his wordless actions, his pale eyes, full of murderous intent, as if the two had already been in the form of death, to end the life they had not yet lived.

Somehow, Blackkirk fell into the memory, his gaze drooping and falling to his hands.

How many survivors and how many innocent lives have been killed by these hands in the past six months, is it ten, or twenty?

"I can't remember, it doesn't matter, in the last days, human life is as cheap as mustard, what is it to kill other compatriots? Is it possible to really fight with AREV? ”

The corpse walked in front of him, and Blackkik's marquee was about to end, and before he died, he had questions about this life.

He looked at Gao Wei with a strange gaze and said, "I just want to live, is there something wrong?" Why did you kill me so cruelly? ”

Gao Wei smiled, he didn't expect that in the face of death, a scumbag could say such a thing, which was unexpected.

"Okay, I'll tell you why.

Fear of death, very good, that's human instinct, in this damn last days, every human has the right to choose, whether to fight or survive, choose any path, you can.

Each has its own greatness, but your mistake is that in order to satisfy your own greed, you deprive others of the right to choose, just to vent your over-inflated desires.

What about the people you killed? They had a choice.

Have you ever thought about those people pleading, crying, begging you to spare their lives? ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and the high-risk Lin Kong threw out a blood whip and slammed it on Black Kirk's body, the sound of breaking the air was crisp, and his skin and flesh were opened.

The whip went down and was not relieved, and the high-risk continuous whipping was carried out until the other party's body was completely skinned, tortured, and bloody.

But so what? He can't bring the dead, he can't punish the wicked, he just collects some benefits.

Some people, who died once they were cheap, should bring back the souls of these scumbags and continue to experience the cycle of death.

The reason for committing the crime does not matter, whether it is revenge or murder, as a result, someone will always lose their life.

The important thing is that everyone has to pay for their actions.

"Can you give me a gun? I'm going to join the Resistance, I want to atone for my sins, leave a bullet behind, and let me die on the way to the charge. "Black Kirk's eyes became clear, and it made people feel that he had really reformed himself.

"No, no, no." Gao Wei shouted, "The rebels don't need scum like you, all you have to do is die here." ”

Allowing such a creature to join the rebels would only pollute and poison the beliefs of the rebels.

The deceased will not forgive Blackkirk, let alone allow him to live another minute and a second, rebelling against the legion is not something that this kind of scum can participate in.

"Damn it, you demon, tyrant, murderer! ......" plan did not succeed, the conspiracy was seen through by the other side, and Blackkick tore through all the disguises.

He began to curse wildly, his voice full of anger, and after a few words, he could not speak again.

A sharp blade of blood grazed his neck, and there was no resistance, and a dirty head flew up in the air, and Blackkirk's expression before he died was so incredulous.

I didn't believe that I died so easily, at the hands of some nameless little character.

The blood in the cavity spurted to the ground, and the one-eyed not far away was also wiped on the neck by Dess, this time, the blood did not spurt out, but formed a trickle.

From the air, it flew to the high-risk side, gathered into silk, and finally fell into the crimson ring.

The decision to replenish blood was made on a temporary basis at high risk, and after killing these scumbags, he checked the status of each piece of equipment.

The blood reserves in the Crimson Ring consumed about 10%, and when the blood shield was made before to resist the blow of a heavy machine gun, the high risk of the bullet virtually evaporated part of the blood, causing loss.

In this terrifying world, keeping yourself at the top of your game is the best option in order to deal with any sudden changes.

"Get up." Gao Wei pretended to be indifferent, Regina wanted to continue to pretend to be dead, but when she heard this, she climbed up with her hands on the ground.

A pair of eyes, vigilantly looking at Gao Wei, she didn't know what the other party thought, but she knew that this man was so strong that he was invincible, and she didn't know what means she had passed, so that the famous Black Kirk would be dead on the spot.

His subordinates were also killing each other, and finally strangled each other.

Intuition told her that this man was not simple, there was a big force behind him, and the ease of killing Blackkirk was as simple as swatting a fly to death, and she didn't care about what the consequences of Blackkirk's death would lead to.

Regina's guess is right, the high danger is really not afraid, for players, the only threatening existence is probably the Legion's Terminator, the wasteland mob? It's really not a serious one.

"Say, who are you, why are you being hunted down by Black Kirk, dare to hide half a word, I will also kill you, on the wasteland, there is no need to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and besides, you do not meet my aesthetic standards."

After blocking all of Regina's retreats with a single sentence, the high-risk eyes stared directly at her, countless bloodshots waited in the dust under her feet, and as long as the main body gave an order, the human subjects above were immediately strangled into pieces.

"I, I was hunted down by Black Kirk, my husband was killed by him, the mob kills, they don't need a reason, they want to sell me as a slave, from the Iron Hand White, in exchange for food."

Regina was stared at by those eyes, and she couldn't help but feel furious, so she didn't hide anything, and directly told the truth, and by the way, dispelled some thoughts that shouldn't be in her heart.

For example, the idea of sacrificing hue in exchange for the other party's protection, now it seems that the other party can't look down on himself at all, and his eyes are different from other wasteland people, without a trace of desire, only unfazed, and if there is no killing intent.

"I know, you go, no one will stop you, the wound has been healed for you." With a wave of his hand, High Danger motioned for Regina to leave.