Walking along the wall, his feet suddenly weakened, he held on to the wall, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground.

He wiped his nose casually, wiped the blood that flowed out, and his head was a little dizzy.

Shaking his head, he didn't rest much for three days in a row, and he fought several times with high intensity, and his body finally couldn't hold it anymore.

I didn't think that after that guy left, I realized that the time when the two of them worked together was the easiest time for him, and he hadn't experienced that powerful feeling for a long time.

In the past few days, I have forcibly raised my spirit to the peak, and my body has almost reached the limit, but now is not the time to rest, and I was selected by chance to see so many strange things, the kingdom of God? Maybe there's really hope for a living?

Like a pool of stagnant water, the heart lake gradually made waves, and he decided to fight again!

Constantly thinking, planning, and fighting, just to get more points, although it is not clear what points are used for the time being, but obviously the more the better.

It's just a pity that the guy ran away, and he was reversed, otherwise he would have taken the first place in this game; But now, in order to get more points, he has to find other players and kill one more.

So even though he knew that Zhao Jianjun was in the hands of that guy and couldn't be in his villa, he still chased the rest of the players.

There was a gap in the wall ahead, apparently caused by an explosion, and a corpse was not far from the wall; He took a closer look and saw that the explosion point should be in the air.

Climbing over the wall, he walked some distance ahead, and there was also a corpse near the gate, but the upper body was mutilated, and the lower body was sitting cross-legged, as if the other party had been killed by a bomb falling from the sky without knowing it.

He thought for a moment, remembering the corpse that had just been by the broken wall, and had a guess in his heart.

When I came to the villa, I checked it carefully, and found that the entire first floor had been turned over, as if I was looking for someone; In the corner of the hall, Zhao Jianjun's daughter fell in a pool of blood, long since she lost her breath, he looked at it, frowned, and walked up to the second floor.

The same marks that had been clearly rummaged through, as well as two traces of explosions, and he was an expert in explosives, so he easily deduced the general story: the other party was blown out of the room on the left by a high-explosive grenade, hit the desk inside, and then killed by a bomb summoned by the player at the door of the opposite room.

All three players were killed seemingly without knowing it, and the only guy he knew had this ability.

It was so entangled to kill a guard at the beginning, and it became ruthless in such a short time? He thought with some sarcasm until he walked into a room and saw the woman on the bed.

It's almost like he doesn't want to see a second look at the scene after one look, even if he has experienced a scene that is more cruel than this, there is still anger in his eyes.

Zhao Jianjun is in the hands of that guy, this is Zhao Jianjun's villa, the dead little girl downstairs, plus the miserable picture in front of him......

He could almost guess why the guy who seemed a little naïve to him would come here and kill people.

"Heh, it's still so naïve."

When I went downstairs, there was movement outside the house, and I took a quick look at it, and two men were quietly approaching the villa building with pistols; Judging by the opponent's posture with a gun, it should not be a guard member but a player.

He sneered, armed with two guns, and fired two shots out the window.

Two exclamations, the guns in the hands of the two players are hit, and they come out of their hands; Then he climbed out of the window and continued to shoot in the faint light of the courtyard.

Gun gun headshot!

The two players rolled on the ground in pain, holding their heads and scurrying; He kept walking, getting closer to the two of them, then summoned a bomb and killed them cleanly.

In a sluggish situation, it is difficult for the player to use the bomb technique. The two players were constantly getting headshots, and the intense pain was unbearable for them, and they couldn't fight back, so they had to stay here for their lives.

It seems that it is easy for him to kill people, but in such a visual environment, holding two guns, and ensuring a gun headshot while the enemy is constantly dodging, it is really not something that ordinary sharpshooters can do.

With a flick of his wrist, he walked to the grove across the street to the sound of explosions, and by the slightest light, he could vaguely see the fighting men.

When he saw the bald man kill the three players and then speak harshly, he finally spoke.

"Walker, is that you? Long time no see. As he spoke, he took out a few pills and swallowed them, and his face began to flush unnaturally.

After a while, a voice came, "Weston, long time no see." ”

A smile appeared on Wei Dong's face, not at all like his reaction to being cheated by Li Xing for 200 points, "Very good, I said let you wait, you ......"

Wow! The branches shook, and a figure crashed into it.

"So much nonsense, you have to die!"

The bald man twisted his waist and shoulders sideways, eight pole boxing, and leaned against the mountain!

There was anger in Wei Sidong's eyes, if it was an ordinary person facing the bald strong man, even if he could summon a bomb, he would be knocked out before he could detonate it; But he was Weston, and he was not afraid of this amazing impact, and he took a wrong step at his feet, sideways and got out of the way, and then summoned a bomb in his hand and slapped it at the opponent's chest.

Rumble! The figure flew out, and the bald man rolled around the ground a few times, his face surprised; If it hadn't been for the reminder of the beast's instincts just now, he might have died; Rao is he reacted in advance, and his explosive power was amazing, but he was still swept to half of his body by the air wave of the bomb, and he was not lightly injured.

Where does this come from? The bald man felt a little annoyed, he used the props at the bottom of the box, shouldn't it be his performance time now?

Anyway, taking advantage of the fact that the other party's bomb technique was cooling down at this time, the bald man rushed over again.

A sharp whip kick kicked at Weston with the sound of the wind, and at close range, when encountering a fighting master, the effect of the gun was not great; Weston decisively abandoned the gun and stretched out his arm to block it, only to be blown out sideways by the huge force.

Before Weston could stand firm, a domineering black shadow smashed down on his head, and it was another leg!

Weston dodged sideways, only to lose direction with his legs in the air and his vicious toe kicked at the door.

"Tan legs?" Weston still had the heart to speak.

He reached out to meet the opponent's kicking leg, formed a claw with his right hand, and slashed at the opponent's knee!

Burst! The bald man only felt that the strength on his leg was loosened, and he suddenly lost his power, so he had to withdraw his right leg.

Weston took advantage of the opponent's unstable center of gravity and punched him.

The bald man put his left hand on Weston's right wrist, lifted it up, and his right hand passed through the outside of Weston's right arm, buckled to Weston's neck, and was avoided by Weston.

"Baguazhang?" Weston's body turned, and he stepped on his feet, dodging the attack of the bald man from behind.

Next, the bald man performed more than a dozen kinds of boxing techniques such as Tai Chi, Tong Back, and Poke Feet.

It is said that the southern fist and the northern leg are said, but in him, it is like a hodgepodge, which kind of martial arts.

But the bald man became more and more frightened, and the C-level skill "Guoshu Master" that he temporarily obtained by taking the essence of ancient martial arts allowed him to have the martial arts experience of dozens of Guoshu masters in a short period of time, and with the increased physical fitness of the skill itself, it can be said that he is very sharp in close combat, but he is powerless in the face of Weston, obviously the speed and strength are above the opponent, but he can't take the opponent.

How did he know that he had the inheritance of a master of national arts, but he did not have the most basic understanding of any kind of martial arts; Like him, he is proficient, but he is not good at everything, one moment to punch this, another moment to kick that leg, it is enough to scare the layman, but his opponent is a real expert......

"Your martial arts are really a mess!" Wei Sidong sneered, if the other party relied on his physical fitness to eat himself, it would be more difficult to deal with it by himself, but fighting him with a national art move that was far from being understood like this is simply playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, as ridiculous as a clown.

The bald man roared angrily, stepped forward, and his fists were only in the middle line, and the momentum was amazing.

Wing Chun!

Weston's eyes were cold, and he actually used the same move to fight the other party; However, before the bald man could finally fight with his opponent, his punch was interrupted by Weston, like a snake being hit in seven inches, no matter how hard you try, it is useless.

Bang bang! Weston frantically hit the bald man's face, but halfway through, he suddenly became short, bypassed the bald man's body, and curled up behind the opponent's back.

Rumble! But it was the bald man who had no choice but to summon the bomb, he originally wanted to keep it to kill Li Xing first.

With the bald man in the way, Weston was not affected by the bomb at all, and he kicked the bald man on the knee hard, kicking him to his knees.

"You also deserve Wing Chun?"

Li Xing secretly smacked his tongue when he saw it, although he had seen Weston's power for a long time, but now he knew that the other party was still a master of national arts.

The two sides fought just now, and the body was too fast, Li Xing couldn't keep up with the bomb at all, and the movement of the two sides was irregular, left for a while, left and right, Li Xing couldn't predict in advance, put the bomb over, and had to quietly watch the fight in less than a minute.

The bald man who was kicked to his knees completely collapsed, supported the ground with his hands, and leaped out at once, wanting to escape.

Weston stepped out behind him and stomped on his ankle.

Click! Fatal injuries are not affected, but this bone-wounding move still works.

The bald man screamed and threw himself to the ground, followed by a bomb falling beside him.

"Rao ......"

Rumble!

"I don't mind if I rob you head, do you?" Weston turned to look in the direction where Li Xing was, wiping the blood from his mouth.

In the woods, Li Xing didn't answer, and took the only three high-explosive grenades left in his bag in his hand, looking a little excited.

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