Grandpa Alphonse once told him a famous oriental saying: A tree lives a skin, and a man lives a breath. And Charlotte took what her longing grandfather said as her motto.

He Charlotte can fail, but he must not be humiliated, if he is given a choice, he would rather go to a desperate situation and fight bravely!

Charlotte pulled out the 7.62mm pistol from her tactical belt with her still intact hands, reloaded it with armor-piercing shells, and waited for the lotus-shaped wall of fire to burn weaker and weaker until the last moment of extinguishment.

MacDonald floated in the green fluid, his beautiful blue and silver eyes quietly looking at Charlotte's back.

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After Li Jiang rushed out of the lotus-shaped wall of fire made by Charlotte, he encountered fifteen living corpses on the way. He was hot with aluminum by Wu Qi. Pomegranate. After the bomb exploded in the car, in order to save his life, he entered a state of "bone cocooning", during which his perception of the outside world was only 10% of his usual level, but he still heard the noise of the group of living corpses rushing in his direction.

Li Jiang rushed towards the large number of living corpses with fangs and claws, showing cold-blooded killing intent on his face. The hair on his whole body was burned by the hot flames, and his private parts were not spared, and he became only a single single.

The enemy in front of him was nothing compared to the insults he had suffered.

A pitch-black slit suddenly appeared between the muscles on the outside of Li Jiang's two forearms, and then two arc-shaped bone blades that bent backwards shot out from the outside of his arms! The surface of the bone blade is a miserable white of lime, hard enough to hold a 5.56mm rifle bullet without breaking, and the sharpness of the edge can prevail in collisions with steel knives.

This is Li Jiang's first-order ability, bone mutation.

Li Jiang moved like lightning, waving his arms extremely quickly at the living corpse that rushed in front of him. The living corpse stretched out his hands, opened his bloody mouth and stuck it in front of Li Jiang, and was cut off by Li Jiang's cross, and blue acid blood spurted out from the fracture.

The remaining fourteen living corpses rushed towards Li Jiang one after another, and there were also living corpses on the east and west sides. Without changing the color of Li Jiang's face, the bones under the muscles of his arm oozed and decomposed countless bone particles, which penetrated into the outside of his arm, forming a layer of two-millimeter exoskeleton. The flesh between the eight joints of the ten fingers of Li Jiang's hands also cracked, piercing out a foot-long bone claw.

Within a second, Li Jiang also covered the non-articular skin with an exoskeleton as well as the underneath. body, protected the vital point. He turned into a heavily armed bone blade killer, like a killing whirlwind, swept into the encirclement where a large number of living corpses gathered. All he passed was the fountain of blue blood that spurted into the sky, and the severed limbs and severed heads that were constantly being thrown into the sky.

Three seconds later, Li Jiang, who was covered in an acid blood stream all over his body, rushed out of the encirclement of the living corpses, and his eyes shot bloodthirsty killing intent towards the northern hole.

The group of living corpses is just a test knife, once Li Jiang is stimulated to kill, he will not stop if he does not directly take the head of the highest target.

"Commander, is it really good to send me, the best killing weapon to deal with the living corpses, when I come back, you don't want to become food for the living corpses with MacDonald."

Li Jiang sneered for a while, then opened his legs, unleashed his ability to move at high speed, and rushed towards the ruins in the north at a speed of no less than 130 kilometers per hour.

Wu Qi used full speed when he fled, leaving a distinct smell of sweat and footprints along the way. Before entering the Hell Lion Mercenary Group, Li Jiang was an experienced mercenary hunter in jungle and street fighting, and he had a lot of experience in capturing the clues left by the enemy. He followed the path of Wu Qi's escape and correctly chased a distance of more than two kilometers.

Crossing the ruins, crossing the ruins of the rotten buildings, after 5 minutes. Li Jiang walked to the central square of a residential area.

What was once a forest of residential buildings now remains as wreckage, with dark grey walls riddled with cracks and breaches, and broken stone slabs falling into the central plaza, leaving the 150-square-metre square with less than half the space to sit. The small square is flanked by sparse green belts, and the five or six small trees with a canopy of less than 10 meters have either broken off at the waist and the remains have grown mutant fungi, and some are still alive, independent of the artificial lawn that had been trampled by mutated animals.

Li Jiang walked to this place, and Wu Qi's smell also stopped abruptly here.

Bang!

A sharp golden thread pierced from Li Jiang's back, accompanied by the rough roar of the M500, breaking into Li Jiang's three-foot distance.

Li Jiang turned around quickly, and swung the bone blade of his right arm to slash at the bullet that came from behind! The flight speed of the bullet is impossible for ordinary people to react to, but Li Jiang reacted at the moment the bullet was fired, and locked the trajectory of the bullet with his transcendent intuition.

I wear it at 12.7mm. Armor. The bullet was cut in two by the sharp bone blade, and the two and a half bullets that broke flew towards Li Jiang's left and right sides.

Slashing bullets, such a stunt is stunning for both pure humans and pioneers.

Li Jiang raised his head slowly, his eyes shining with a sharp cold light. There was an extra fingernail-sized notch on the blade of his right arm, and three or four cracks extended from the notch. After all, he cut a 12.7mm bullet, which is very different from the power of a small-caliber rifle bullet.

Wu Qi jumped out of the room on the first floor where he was hiding with a neat movement. His face was calm, and his beautiful obsidian eyes shone with a cold glow. Obviously, he took the initiative to ambush here, rather than being chased until there was no way to retreat and was forced to fight.

"I've heard you're good at white-knuckle combat." The corners of Li Jiang's mouth twitched, and his thin lips like knives showed full cold-bloodedness.

"So-so." Wu Qi slapped the silver-colored M500 on the railing of the window sill. He had just fired the last bullet of the M500 revolver that had accompanied him on his way and compensated for his lack of long-range attack capabilities.

Wu Qi no longer had spare bullets, but his whole body was relaxed to a higher level.

Now Wu Qi is holding a knife in his right hand, his arm muscles are not tense or convex, his shoulders are sinking by three centimeters, and all his energy is concentrated on the long knife in his right hand. The breeze blowing from the south drilled into the central square of the residential area and blew Wu Qi's white shirt with his chest wide open.

Just like his nine-year career in the jungle, Wu Qi's weapon has always been a long knife. This three-foot blade is his only support!

Li Jiang smiled again, and he saw a familiar look in Wu Qi's calm and waveless eyes.

Jungle, wild, and white-bladed, these are the three characteristics that are difficult to find in the mercenary world of the Dawn Age. Li Jiang once thought that it would be difficult to meet the same kind in this world, but he didn't expect to meet Wu Qi, a young man, in the second year of joining the Hell Lion Mercenary Group.

Between the same kind, there is no need to say much, just fight.

Li Jiang roared in a low voice, and the muscles of his whole body that had been carefully polished by the killing were precisely mobilized by him. His manipulation of his body is worthy of the level of the fourth level of precision coordination and enhancement, which is the pinnacle of the human race. At this moment, the muscles that he had polished like dragon scales were covered with bone particles that seeped from the bottom of the muscles.

During the conversation, Li Jiang was dressed in pale bone armor and rushed towards Wu Qi at full speed with all his strength!