I had to walk over to Yao again, after she retracted her abilities.

"You're scared?"

She asked.

I didn't answer, but smiled wryly.

"People are always afraid of death, but that's the end for everyone."

Yao continued to walk forward, I took a deep breath and stopped looking back at the dead place.

I thought that seeing such a situation, Mapa would run away, and I wouldn't blame him, but he would be a fool if he didn't run away in this situation.

But he didn't, and I saw his inner struggle, and finally picked up a gun, skillfully changed the magazine, took the grenade and extra bullets from the dead body, and followed.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

I asked him with a smile on my face.

"I'm afraid, but I want to see it."

Curious? Yao is a god for him! Relying on strong life is the instinct of every living being, and human beings are no exception.

We managed to get inside, after passing through the entrance to a converted mine.

Ahead is a dark passage.

Yao suddenly stopped and looked at me.

"Yin Wu, team up to get a dungeon, what does it mean for the nurse to be full of status?"

(Nurse.) In-game names for characters with healing abilities. ）

Huh?

What kind of meme is this? Isn't it appropriate to discuss these at this time? Is it to adjust the atmosphere?

"Of course it is... Crushed unscrupulously, the nurse will not die, no one will die. ”

But I chose to answer anyway.

Yao nodded and continued.

"So, our nurse has gone online, the road ahead, it's up to you!"

What the?

Before I could react, Yao suddenly grabbed my right hand with one hand, and I only felt a huge force tearing me away.

Yes, I was pulled out by Yao, like a shot put, towards the passage ahead.

Wow wow screaming in the afterglow I saw several rows of battle lines on the other side, and I even saw a heavy weapon like Gatling with a numb scalp, and it was aimed at me and towards the exit.

The gun went off, and a second before I was beaten into a sieve, there were only two words in my head.

"it."

I wouldn't have thought that Yao would be so rough and let me go through the thunder so directly, in such a dense rain of bullets, I thought I must have been broken, but when my consciousness began to blur, a voice sounded in my ears.

"Angry? Unwilling? It is not necessary that anger cannot be used for you, turning anger into violence. to deprive them of the right to live. Go and feel the death. ”

Suddenly, I was sober, and an unspeakable anger quickly filled my sanity, and I just wanted to vent and tear everything apart.

I struggled to stand up, but I saw that the unrecognizable parts of my body that had been strafed began to reorganize, and the tissues of my body that had been knocked out were rapidly repairing, and I felt an energy deep underground that was connecting with me.

"Fuck you, it hurts."

I cursed, looking up at the soldiers in front of me.

My body was repairing faster than I expected, and I was gradually engulfed in anger and no longer felt pain.

But I didn't think about it, I just stood up and took a deep breath, I just wanted to roar, but I just finished roaring, and before I was comfortable, someone still found me, the person who got up again, and it was directly another wave of fire suppression, and I was immediately hit by the raging bullets and couldn't find the north, the more I was injured, the more angry I was in my heart.

I raised my right arm, which could block the bullet, and covered my eyes.

The afterglow was fixed on the most powerful heavy machine gun, and I had to get close to it.

"War puppet, come out for me and kill everyone."

I was almost a roaring call, and the golem seemed to be affected by my emotions, and there was no superfluous movement, and after condensing, he reached out to me and pulled me forward and threw it out again.

A tumbling and landing, I must have distorted facial features at that time, but I must have been smiling.

The sharp scalpel flew in my hand, and I urgently needed to vent the anger in my heart, this feeling is like when you want to speak loudly, throw things and other expressions when you are angry, and I, playing the role of death, harvesting life.

With the ability to repair almost against the sky, I ignore any attack.

An object shot at me with flickering sparks, and the golem instantly coalesced in front of me, blocking the next wave of rockets for me, and he was knocked back, the fog on his body was dispersed, and then condensed.

The war puppet and I, helping each other to kill, I seemed to feel inexhaustible strength, I don't know how many people's throats and bodies the scalpel had successfully sliced through, but when I stopped, there was only sticky blood behind me, covering the passage.

No one was still standing, only the puppet's hands still held two desperately struggling men, and then, claws pierced out of the back of their necks, no longer needless struggle.

The translator had been broken a long time ago, and I couldn't understand what I was saying before I killed someone, it must have been begging for mercy, or shouting about a demon monster or something like that.

Dead, but my anger has not subsided, and a door has blocked me.

A black substance that controls the ring, which can be shaped, is inserted into the crack of the door.

"Give it to me..."

With almost all my strength, the door could not stop the foul smell of blood as it drifted inside.

As soon as the door opened, I didn't remember to take a good look at it, but I felt like my face was being touched by a speeding car.

I was punched and knocked away, and the owner of the door gave me the treatment I deserved for this uninvited guest full of violence.

The golem appeared behind me, grabbed my legs, spun in place, and threw me at the mover again.

A man of somewhat oversized physique, wearing a hood, stood in front of the door.

Watching me rush up again, my smashed face repaired again in a matter of seconds, and the other party made a gesture ready to punch.

"Come on, just another wave."

I laughed and yelled, but the other party didn't say a word

With force, pull back with your right hand, and the ring covers, maximum.

Fist throwing, contact, punch to fist, the aura of rage and wanton opens.

"Happy."

There are no bells and whistles, only hard-hitting battles, and the front is rigid.

The opponent's hard fist didn't last a few seconds, like a shattered rock being shattered behind him.

My maniacal laughter came to an abrupt end because I was so close to see each other.

What looked like a stone freak from Fantastic Four stood in front of me, his head was rock, his shattered shoulders were rock, and he couldn't even be called "him", but "it".

I was stunned for a moment, and I suddenly remembered that the stone monster who snatched the jade pendant that the thief John said about when he was in Shanghai Disneyland should be the monster in front of him.

The anger that had fallen burned again.

"Is that you?"

The other party did not reply to me, but looked at my broken shoulder, and his face was expressionless.

"Nima, it's you, let Bai Qi's last journey end hastily, it's you, let Lao Tzu carry the black pot, it's you who take the jade pendant and let the moon lose contact."

I was mad, and my enemies were so angry at the sight that I threw punches, side kicks, knees, and even head shakes, using every attack I could to inflict on it.

"You give me back the jade pendant, give it back to me!!"

With only one hand, it had already blocked my attack with all its might, and it was powerless to fight back, but it was finally punched in the face by me.

I was already burning with rage, and I knew that the frequency of such attacks was beyond the limits of what my body could handle, but I still spared no effort to throw punches.

There is only one thought in my heart, even if you are a stone, I will beat you into grains of sand.

PS: Try to write about the battle, comments are welcome.

(End of chapter)