Feng Yao shook off the ropes in his hands and walked towards Hu Si step by step, muttering something in his mouth, 'Lose your old mother's property, and I won't know you until my grandmother hits me.'" ’

Damn, he couldn't understand a word, it looked like he was really angry.

On the other side, Lilith tore her evening dress into a high-forked cheongsam and walked towards Butterfly Six with a knife.

As if facing a great enemy, Butterfly Six reached into his collar with his right hand and pulled out a bizarre short blade.

Damn, the president's secretary tears each other, hurry up and take pictures of the circle!

For a moment, the flames were shining, and the figures of the two women rose and fell alternately, accompanied by the piercing sound of metal colliding.

Unexpectedly, Lilith, who didn't use a gun, was not good at stubble, and after a few takeoffs, she suddenly turned around to avoid Butterfly Six's straight stab, and plunged the dinner knife into Butterfly Six's right shoulder with the power of the whirlwind.

Before Die-Six could scold his mother, the knife in his right hand had been rolled up by Lilith's napkin and couldn't move, and the knife on his shoulder was pulled out and inserted, repeating the cycle, as if it would never stop.

Lilith poured out the resentment she had accumulated from cutting the steak on Butterfly Six.

The screams resounded in the banquet hall, Die-Six shook his right hand, and the broken blade pierced the napkin to get out of trouble, and then a cold light flashed, and a long gash appeared on Lilith's chest.

It's a pity that the clothes are fine, but the people are fine.

"Grass!"

Die-Six scolded angrily, dragging a bloody hole towards Lilith and launching a desperate counterattack.

The situation is reversing, not only Butterfly Six, but the other demon boys are invincible with their fists and four hands, and they have fallen into the defensive, if it weren't for the fact that the ink boys had just taken drugs and were only two or three percent of the state, they would have become fist ghosts.

It went too well.

Zhong Sen originally gave Qin Mo the task of restraining Tyrell and the Demon Boy, so that he could take the opportunity to let another Qin Mo in, but now that Tyrell was motionless, the Demon Boy was about to be killed, and if this continued, foreign aid might not need to play.

Provided, of course, that Tyrrell remained motionless.

Qin Mo brought the knife closer.

"Don't be nervous, you're doing a great job."

Haosheng walked next to Qin Mo, and he touched another cigar out of nowhere, but unfortunately he couldn't find the fire, so he could only put it under his nose to get a good time.

"Damn, Teacher Haosheng, aren't you the head of Mo Tong? Why don't you take the lead! ”

"Who says a coach has to be better than an athlete? Let me tell you, I was really a philosophy teacher before I was twenty-eight, and Harrington had a few ink pills after joining the Freemasons, and I had to take this one. ”

Haosheng shook his cigar, "If you're a lean chicken, then I'm a plankton." ”

"By the way, another handsome Qin Mo will be here soon."

"Well, I guessed it." Haosheng looked at Phantom Fei.

She came to the banquet hall at some point, and was sitting cross-legged in the corner eating potato chips and watching the fight, relishing.

Yang Tianming squatted behind her and trembled, and the gun in his hand didn't even open the safe.

"Brother Haosheng, this is a special seat for weak chickens paddling, you can also come and sit together, I will protect you!" Phantom beckoned happily.

"Good! It is better to be respectful than to obey fate. ”

"Hey, hey, what about me!" Qin Mo cried.

Haosheng whispered, "Don't you want to die, be careful that Tyrell can see it." ”

“... Oh yes. Qin Mo had no choice but to stand straight in place and continue to face a righteous face.

Not far away, Lilith had already beaten Die-Six to her knees on the floor, and the dining knife in her hand was wiped one by one, and Die-Six's broken blade suddenly came out of her hand and flew into the thighs of the tiger.

Damn, Lilith did it on purpose!

Hu Si originally had the upper hand on Feng Yao, but suddenly bowed his head in pain, and immediately received a heavy punch from Feng Yao in the face.

Then another slap, then another slap and another slap.

"Top your lungs, top your spring, top until your flowers bloom and become rich."

The last punch actually dented Hu Si into the wall beside Qin Mo, and the half-open mouth could only enter and exit, obviously at the end of his life.

Immediately afterward, a woman in formal clothes was covered with his body.

Butterfly Six!

"Be careful!" Lilith screamed.

She felt that Die-Six was not kicked by herself, but took the initiative to fly over with her own kick and flew to Qin Mo's side.

Among the seven demon boys, Butterfly Six's strength is the weakest, and in terms of martial arts, she is far inferior to Lilith, who is only in a three-percent state.

But she was the only one who kept her senses, so she was responsible for most of Tyrell's orders, and she carried them out with great precision.

Butterfly Six knew that Tyrell's weakness had been completely seen through, as long as Qin Mo put the knife on his neck and pretended to look like a casino had been whitewashed to find relief, Tyrell could only remain motionless.

Even if he was cut into slices by the ink boys, he didn't want to see the order of killing he had set out to be messed up.

Now there's only one way.

Take the initiative to shuffle the order, make Tyrell go berserk, and kill everyone here!

Yes, it's better for all of us to die than just a few of us.

With this mortal decision, Butterfly Six grabbed Qin Mo's knife with both hands.

Qin Mo sensed the danger and hurriedly entered the Zero Realm State, but it was too late.

Because Butterfly Six has also entered the Zero Realm state.

Before dying, everyone briefly walks out of the illusion of time and slows everything down, as if to make a final struggle to delay death.

Most people will use this to look back on their lives, but Die-Six only wants to do one thing.

Kill this lean and weak pudder.

Four hands on the knife, wrestling with each other.

The Zero Realm state can allow Qin Mo to make the most perfect dodge and the most perfect attack, but it is useless for the current predicament.

There is nothing perfect or imperfect about pushing a knife, it is more than strength.

And Qin Mo's strength is far less than that of the Butterfly Six.

Lilith rushed at full speed towards herself, Phantom Fei was faster than hers, regret written all over her face.

But it's too late.

The knife sank into the carotid artery, and bright red blood gushed out.

Qin Mo's head seemed to have lost its support, and it hung down like a doll's head, and a thick spring of blood gushed out like paint, and soon flowed into the Huangguoshu Waterfall in front of his chest.

After a long time, Qin Mo realized that it was his own blood, which was pouring out of his neck with a weakened heartbeat.

Lilith pressed her hand to her neck, her delicate form melted away by tears, and it was really funny to watch.

Phantom Fei cried out to Qin Mo Qin Mo, this is really strange, don't the people of Earth No. 2 regard death as another journey? At this time, she should press Qin Mo's shoulder and say that God Evie will light the way ahead.

Hey, I'm afraid I've watched too many sensational movies.

I'm sorry.

Everything was blurred, and Lilith and Phantom Fei turned into two colors, one yellow and one black, swaying from side to side.

Except for Tyrell's heart-rending roar, Qin Mo couldn't hear anything.

Then, together with the sight and consciousness, flowed down with the Blood Falls, through the steel floor, through the deep sea, through the mantle of the rock formations.

Seamless, smooth to another place.

A place made of light.