The handkerchief man couldn't retract his momentum, grabbed the snow-white wall with both hands, and directly grabbed a hole the size of a bowl on the originally flat wall, and the lime and broken bricks fell down sparsely.

There was a loud bang, and an extremely brilliant blood flower burst out on the back of the handkerchief man.

The strifler in the glasses man's hand was still smoking, and the man with the handkerchief didn't fall down for a while.

"Isn't it copper-skinned and iron-clad? I want to try, your skin is thick or my gun is strong," the man with glasses stared at the handkerchief man who turned around, and the corners of his mouth showed a victorious arc.

The muscles in the handkerchief man's back were squirming wildly, trying to squeeze out the bullet that had been fired into him with nearby muscles.

But soon the handkerchief man's face sank, and the fat on his face was all distorted, all indicating that the handkerchief man was suffering greatly at this time.

"I still have to thank Xie Wang, this is a bullet mixed with his ability," the man with glasses looked proud, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't need to put so much effort into it." ”

"You're ready," the handkerchief man screamed, his body went limp, and he fell directly on the table in front of him.

"You should also be content, in order to help Xie Wang, I paid a lot of price," the man with glasses thought of the corpse cores he had paid before, and now he was not so distressed when he saw the tragic condition of the man in the handkerchief.

The handkerchief man could feel something in his back like an electric drill drilling into his muscles, and he shouldn't have felt the pain, but now the expression on his face became distorted by the pain.

With a 'click' sound, the bullet casing that was shot into the handkerchief man's body was squeezed out by him, and the shell of the bullet had been corroded with speckled marks, and it felt like it was about to be corroded and melted away.

"Ahh Despite the sharp pain in his back, the man in the handkerchief climbed up from the table with all his might.

As soon as he stood up straight, the wound on his back, which was corroding and corroding, was like an out-of-control faucet, and dark red blood dripped to the ground.

"Shorty, if you help me kill him, I'll tell you where I hid my corpse core," the handkerchief man looked at the dwarf man who was sitting on the side, his face pale, his teeth trembling violently, as if he was on the verge of collapse.

The dwarf man seemed attracted by his proposal, and his eyes lit up, "Seriously? ”

"Of course," the handkerchief man was overjoyed, and although he knew that he didn't have long to live, he still wanted to take the person who had hurt him with him.

"Fankuo, don't trust him," the man with glasses seemed to be jealous of the dwarf man, and the reason why he was able to gain the upper hand now was because he had taken the lead before. Moreover, he didn't have the bullet Xie Wang gave him, and now there is only one bullet with corrosive ability left on his body, and it is obviously impossible to deal with the two people in front of him at the same time.

Suddenly, a roar came out of the handkerchief man's mouth, and his body suddenly rushed in the direction of the man with glasses.

The handkerchief man's skin has completely turned bronze, and the dazzling light is reflected on it, and it looks imposing. But the dark red blood that kept dripping from his back was like a countdown, constantly reminding him that he had begun to wander on the edge of hell.

Seeing the man's cold expression, the man with glasses quickly retreated, and sharp ice picks appeared out of thin air, smashing towards the man who rushed over with his head and face.

The handkerchief man looked at the ice picks that were smashed in a dense manner, and the expression on his face did not waver in the slightest, as if he didn't see those ice picks that could take his life at any time, and stretched out his hands towards the position of the man with glasses.

Suddenly, the environment in front of him changed drastically, the conference room was gone, the chairs that had fallen to the ground were gone, and all that was left was boundless black.

The man with glasses looked horrified, he clearly saw that compared to the man's hand touching his body, those ice picks that braved the cold light would definitely pierce the man's body first, stabbing him into a hornet's nest, and he would definitely die.

But at this time, the ice picks that filled the sky had dissipated into nothing, but the figure of the man with the handkerchief did not stop, and lifted the man with glasses from the ground.

Ice picks appeared again in the hands of the man with glasses, but before they could touch the man's body, those ice picks evaporated instantly, and puddles of water suddenly appeared at the feet of the two of them, but they quickly disappeared.

"Haha, Xie Pingshan, today is your death," the man's burly figure like a small mountain was also a little shaky at this time, but he pinched the arms of the man with glasses but was still brave and powerful, and seemed to have gathered all his strength.

There was a crisp 'click', and the glasses man's neck was tilted directly to the side, he didn't seem to expect the man to start so simply, his mouth was still open, as if he had not finished speaking.

The glasses that had been with him for months in the last days fell to the ground with a 'click', and countless cracks were broken through the lenses.

"Haha," the handkerchief man didn't stop so easily, but threw the man's body directly to the ground, stomped on his head hard, and saw the white brain splattering everywhere, he laughed like a sigh of relief.

"Shorty—" The handkerchief man was about to turn his head, when a piece of wood with the thick mouth of a bowl appeared out of thin air and pierced directly through his abdomen.

"Why..."The man's legs went limp, and he knelt directly on the ground with a 'poof', kneeling beside the man with glasses who was killed by him.

The dwarf man looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes reflected a dangerous light, and he waved his hand and directly put the handkerchief man on the ground.

The huge piece of wood became a support point at this time, and the handkerchief man's calves drooped to the ground, but his upper body was hanging in the air, sliding down the wood little by little.

"Ahhh

A lot of tiny barbs appeared on the originally flat piece of wood, and at this time, they were tearing his flesh little by little, making him feel painful, and large strands of blood overflowed from his mouth, and his expression became aggrieved.

The dwarf man's eyes glowed with a cold light, and he looked condescendingly at the man who was about to be taken away by death, "I'm not a dwarf, my name is Xie Fankuo, a man who brought you death..."

Xie Fankuo looked at the man in front of him who was no longer moving, the eyes of the man with the handkerchief widened, and they were full of resentment and regret.

"What about the loss..."Xie Fankuo then remembered that in order to calm his anger, he actually forgot to ask the whereabouts of the corpse core, as the miser of the Xie family, there are definitely not a few corpse cores in his hand, but now it seems that he may not be able to meet those corpse cores for the time being. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Mother Ring Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.