"Ah, this mountain..." Before it could exit, the tiger with its tail flicked saw Felita's bloodstained head emerge from behind a hillside of seven or eight meters.

And on its body, a figure wrapped in thunder and lightning moved like a ghost.

Each of Filita's roars was accompanied by blue-purple fine lightning and gushing blood.

"Mom, Felita can't beat Dad!" The tiger turned around, and he roared excitedly

"I see it." A smile was in Xia Chu's eyes.

She watched Lu Yuxiu step on Felita's head, and the fist wrapped in thunder and lightning fell on Felita's head like a storm, and in the terrible lion roar, it was blood gushing on his face...

His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were gradually dyed with bloodthirsty excitement.

As a special combat team with the strongest combat effectiveness and the highest comprehensive quality in Dingguo, the members of Thorns are strong men who dance between death and blood.

High-intensity training, long-term brushes with death, the members of Thorns are all crazy, and there is bloodthirsty madness and desire hidden in their bones, to a certain extent, the members of Thorns are similar to overseas countries who collect money and do things, and like to seek excitement in bloody wars.

It's just that mercenaries who lack restraint and ignore law and morality will indulge themselves in the stimulation of blood, and the members of Thorns, as well as military rules and discipline, put a shackle on them, preventing them from indulging in it, and using terrible reason to restrain and restrain themselves, so as not to turn into a sharp sword that hurts others and themselves.

Listening to Felita's roar, Lu Yuxiu listened to his faster and faster, heavier, and more intense heartbeat, this feeling of blood boiling all over his body, eager to calm the intense emotions with blood, made his reason more and more calm, and his eyes became more and more cold.

"Convincing or not?" He suddenly exerted force and gave Felita another hard blow to her relatively fragile head.

Filita's eyes darkened, and she roared in despair, and her huge body like a mountain fell to the ground with a bang, shaking the earth several times.

"Whoa, whoa—"

Obey and obey, I am especially obedient, don't fight, and then fight the lion to death.

Felita, who had been beaten to the point that his head was broken and bleeding, his nose was blue and his eyes were swollen, and his fur was scorched by lightning here, and there was a lack of a piece, and his bones were broken, and he howled weakly at the sword in her throat

When he felt the fierce fist wind, he roared with all his strength.

- Mother, help!

At the beginning of the summer, he hurried over with a tiger and a group of soldiers and ants, and saw Lu Yuxiu, who mistakenly thought that Felita was still unconvinced, and his eyes were cold and he mobilized his ability again, and slammed his fist at Felita's head and prepared to smash it down.

The crackling and shining thunder snake on the fist was a dark and almost black-purple color.

Damn, this is a fire, and it actually compresses the ability to the extreme, which causes a change in quantity and quality.

If this punch is smashed, even if Filita does not die, her brain will be electrocuted and she will become a waste lion.

Xia Chu roared out in fright.

"Stop!"

Lu Yuxiu was not ready to kill Felita, but as soon as he heard Xia Chu's voice, he immediately changed his move to a fist to a palm to converge all his abilities, and the power on his fist was also dispersed, and his palm slapped on Felita's head.

The fluttering palm had no strength, but Felita was still trembling in shock, she was really scared.

It has always thought that its father, who is unwilling to admit it, is a weak chicken, and it has been burying in its heart that its mother's eyes are not good, how can it fall in love with such a weak chicken?