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Streams of electricity shuttled through the cracks of the bones, walking without falling half an inch, tearing hearts and lungs, hurting muscles and bones.

It's like countless little snakes spitting scarlet letters, frantically devouring the delicious bone and blood all the way, brutally releasing demon venom.

Chang Xi stood still behind his hands.

An elegant face was as light as thin ice, the long eyebrows of Mo Dai were as thin as smoke, and the narrow eyes slightly narrowed a ray of cold light, and the crimson stars were faintly visible.

The two pale lips were lightly dyed with a little white moonlight, glowing with a warm sheen.

The Blood Clan army that came to capture suffered heavy casualties, and was reduced by two-thirds, leaving less than a hundred people, resolutely carrying out the order, surrounding Chang Xi and launching an attack.

Gradually, the corpses of these people piled up at Chang Xi's feet, condensing into a small iceberg and snow peak, turning into a beautiful and moving scenery.

Chang Xi gently rubbed his wrist and twisted the neck of the last person who pounced on him to die.

There was a click, and it was the subtle sound of the silver ring being fastened.

On his wrist, once again, there was a silver bracelet carved with delicate flowers.

Mr. Wu really regards Chang Xi as a beautiful work of art, and even the bracelet with which Chang Xi was captured is exquisitely made, beautiful and beautiful.

Chang Xi didn't touch a touch of silver on his wrist, his slender arm hung down at his side, and he walked forward.

"Little Li'er, wait for me ......"

A light call came out of his thin lips, and I don't know who it was for.

He had to pause for a few seconds with every step, and it felt like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, the cold cone was piercing, piercing into the blood and heading towards his heart, and the pain was terrible.

…………

When night fell, there were no stars in the sky, and the dark ink color shrouded the entire outer riverbank.

The air was blowing with a cool and moist river breeze, a slippery texture could be reached at your fingertips, reflecting the white moonlight, and red blood particles could be faintly seen floating in it.

In the icy river, the mantis-like blood clan is still climbing to the shore.

They are not afraid of pain, they are not afraid of death, they only blindly obey orders and destroy foreign enemies.

Feng Shitian led the zombie clan to kill the red eyes, and all the clothes on his body were soaked with blood, but he was tireless.

They enjoyed such indulgent killings too much, and even more so to avenge their dead brothers.

"Brigade commander, the ammunition is almost running out, shall we rush?" Jiang He ran over with blood on his face, and the excitement had not yet passed.

The 'rush' he said refers to going into battle with his bare hands and fighting hard with the blood clans.

Only by screwing off the other person's head in person will you have a sense of accomplishment that you will be proud of for a lifetime.

Feng Shitian glanced up at the sky, turned his head to look at Twilight not far away, and said: "It's still early, pass the order, one bullet is a head, be sure to use up all the ammunition, don't waste it." ”

"Yes, Brigadier." Jiang He ran away as if he had never eaten pork in his eight lives.

He was suppressed too hard by these blood clans before, and now he can't wait to get back to the field.

Twilight eliminated a few of the Bloods who pounced on him, jumped back, and walked into a safe area.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Gu Heng: My side is almost over.

They've been slaughtering for so long, and the Clone Bloods have lost a lot, and it's almost time for the human hunters to come.

Twilight didn't object to someone from the Search Authority coming over to collect the body.

This kind of large-scale accident just lacks a few cleaning aunts to clean up the scene.

The domestic service industry is not something that anyone can do if they want to.

When Gu Heng received the news, he was debating with Li Mubai.

It's not so much a debate as it's a solo performance.

Li Mubai glanced at him occasionally, put on a few words lightly, and repeatedly regarded him as air.

This kid probably doesn't know how to write the word 'cooperate'?

However, this kind of thing is completely difficult for Gu Heng.

Gu Heng has always been good at communicating, and he can talk about it for three days and three nights.

The bunch of melon-eating people in the Hunting Bureau didn't realize until today that their murderous 'monkey three sticks' turned out to be a talking master, and his eloquence was comparable to that of a lawyer.

In the end, the debate between the two ended with Li Mubai's sentence: 'It's a waste if you don't go to be a diplomat.' For the time being, as the end of the intermission.

After watching this farce, Zhou Muwen was so angry that he was angry, and his heart was angry.

Others can't understand what Li Mubai and Gu Heng are doing, doesn't he still understand?

What about these two people playing him like a monkey? Want to stall? There are no doors.

It's almost eight o'clock soon, and he'll see how he cleans up the two cubs.

Yang Yayan showed an affectionate look in her eyes, and she never left Li Mubai from beginning to end.

Her heart was pounding, hard to calm down.

It turned out that Li Mubai also had such a side, with a charming smile on his face, and Gu Heng were in a verbal confrontation, both enemies and friends, and they loved each other and killed each other first.

When Li Mubai was with her before, he was always silent, lifeless and depressed, and he couldn't spit out a word for a long time.

At this moment, she had a whim, and she was a little envious of Gu Heng.

Zhao He sat in the conference room for more than an hour, feeling bored, and took advantage of the break to go outside to smoke.

The white smoke burned his vision, filling his eyes, and it was impossible to see his hidden emotions.

His presence is so low that it has basically become zero, and has even fallen below the negative number.

He slammed his fist against the wall, venting his anger.

Really, what did Zhou Muwen do when he called him over?

If only solemnity was there, it would definitely solve this matter well.

Buzz, buzz.

Zhao He's mobile phone vibrate, and when he opened it, he saw that it was solemn.

He endured the angry scolding in his heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Are you finally willing to show up?" ”

In fact, this is a common human disease: people miss it when it is far away, and it annoys people when it is close.

On the phone, the solemn words were hurried, and there was no time to explain: "When you make a conclusion later, connect the video for me." ”

"What do you want to do?" Zhao He didn't understand the solemn meaning.

The solemn answer was simple and straightforward: "I vote too." ”

"......" Zhao He was speechless, he really wanted to scold, so why just vote for it, and also vote?

The little storm in the hallway passed in the blink of an eye.

When he returned to the conference room, the atmosphere was quiet and serious.

Zhou Muwen scolded, and everyone suddenly stopped talking.

He didn't wait for Li Mubai and Gu Heng to speak, preemptively attacked, and said: "Okay, it's not up to the two of you to decide whether to go or not, let's vote." ”

Yang Yayan smiled softly and said, "I also agree with the principal's statement, and the vote cannot cut off everyone's financial route." ”

Gu Heng thought that the time was almost up, so he didn't say anything more.

At this time, the news of Twilight Departure came: My side is almost over.

In other words, there is no need to delay time, just let Zhou Muwen toss.

Gu Heng glanced at the information to Li Mubai, yawned, and lay on the table pretending to be confused.

He was really a little hungry, and secretly considered whether to eat a meal first and then work hard.