Moji looked at the people who were getting closer and closer in front of him, and there was only one thought - kill!

There is no more disgusting creature in the world than the employees of Adion's Labs.

The drone in the sky stopped launching**, and continuing to launch at the moment will only hurt its own people. This creates a great opportunity for the ink mark to attack.

"Buzz!" The chainsaw in Inkmark's hand makes a pleasant sound, making the enemy's scalp tingle.

The barrage composed of machine guns and *** was not enough to make the ink mark stop, and the ink mark looked at the distance that had been pulled in.

"Disruption." A mental shock wave of fear swept through the field, affecting even the pilots of the planes in the sky. Inkmark rushed into the crowd, and he felt nothing more exciting than admiring the trembling of these animals, which was the cure for his pain.

Inkmark raised the chainsaw and slashed at the first man, who didn't use a gun to block or return fire, but used his own arm in front of him, Inkmark's chainsaw cut off his left hand, blood splattered Inkmark's face, and the chainsaw plunged into the man's skull.

"I'm sorry, I scared you out." Inkmark continues his hunt. I really don't know why in my heart...... Why haven't you gotten catharsis yet! The ink marks hacked one after another, and the heartbeat had reached two hundred beats per minute, but fortunately the body had been strengthened, otherwise it would have exploded long ago.

The machine gunner on the Osprey transport plane, although he did not hesitate to kill his own people by mistake, did not have much effect on the ink marks. Because of him, now he doesn't care about the damage at all. While hunting and eating, the virus in his body seems to be stretched, and he does his best to provide protection for Inkmark to fight.

Inkmark grabbed a mercenary, ignored his shouts, pulled his ** safe, and threw him towards the nearest Osprey transport plane.

The corpse exploded in the air, and the pilot of the plane appeared to be affected, and the plane kept swaying, high and low.

"Go ahead, haha." Inkmark looked at the people who were hiding everywhere, and there was only contempt in his eyes.

It's really boring, the ink mark jumps up, dodging a **. With the help of the impact and black fog of **, the ink mark jumped onto the crumbling osprey. The machine gunners on the other planes responded very directly and opened fire. This osprey was completely blown up by his own people, and Ink used the osprey under his feet to jump to another one, said hello to the pilot, and pulled them out of the plane. The planes began to spread out, widening the distance

The man in sunglasses snatched his subordinate's portable anti-tank **, hit it with one shot, missed it, and then fired a second shot, and was forced to land after the ink mark dismantled the fourth plane. Ink Marks licked his left and right hands, looked at the man in sunglasses and realized that this was a leader.

Ink marks pressed towards him step by step, and the subordinates next to him began to run frantically. Under the coercion of ink marks, they understand their current situation, they may die if they run, and they will definitely die if they don't run.

The man in sunglasses didn't continue to care about his subordinates, taking off his sunglasses, revealing his eyes that were the same as ink marks, but his eyes couldn't bring mental oppression to people.

The man in sunglasses pulled out the **** on his waist, and held two guns to shoot ink marks. As he walked, he was very excited, and he could continue to vent for a while.

This man's marksmanship is very accurate, and the mental oppression of the ink marks has no effect on him. Each bullet hit the ink marks, and three of them hit the point. Inkmark laughed wildly and slapped it over, the man's left arm bent to block, and the sand eagle in his right hand fired at Inkmark's left eye. Fortunately, the ink mark reacted in time, bent his head to the right, and dodged over. Ink marks raise the knee and strike.

The man in sunglasses fired fire in his left hand, hitting the ink knee. With a bend of the ink mark's legs, the man threw away the pistol, his hands covered with black scales.

He frantically hit Inkmark's head, Inkmark fell to the ground, and the man's fist in sunglasses sped up, smashing Inkmark's nose almost crookedly. Suddenly, the ink mark head moved, and the man in sunglasses smashed his fist on the ground. The inkmarks bit down on his chest and tore off a piece of flesh.

The man in sunglasses got up in pain, the ink mark jumped, and another ** shot blew the ink mark away. The man in sunglasses picks up a gun and shoots at the inkmarks in the air.

"Use the ghost butterfly, you're no different from being controlled by the virus now." Mo Mo said in his mind.

"No need to ......" Ink Mark smiled, the red light in his eyes lit up again, and the black mist filled around the ink mark like a wall, corroding away the flying bullets in an instant.

The man in sunglasses senses the threat and prepares to evacuate, and an Osprey lowers its altitude and prepares to pick him up.

"Hey, who let you run." Ink Mark stood behind him and said coldly. The man in sunglasses slashed with a knife in one hand. Ink Mark blocked with his left hand and returned with a fist with his right hand, smashing him away.

The man in sunglasses covered his chest, spitting blood, picked up a white phosphorus hand**, and pulled it away behind him. The ink mark accelerated and rushed over, and a hand white phosphorus hand** flew head-on, and as soon as the ink mark saw it, it exploded.

The inkmark was swallowed by the white light, and the man in sunglasses watched the inkmark continue to twist in the terrifying heat, and felt that it was possible to succeed in the counterattack.

The inkmark struggled out of the white flames, and the man in sunglasses kicked it and knocked it down.

"Cut." The man in sunglasses kept kicking the ink-stained head.

The moment the man with glasses lifted his foot, the ink mark grabbed his ankle and twisted it hard.

"Ahh The man in sunglasses fell to the ground. The ink mark rolled over and gnawed at him, his body recovering quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The two remaining Osprey pilots collapsed en masse and fled quickly in the plane.

After the ink mark finished eating, he shook the dead man in sunglasses. Sighing, lying beside him, watching the snowflakes floating in the sky, the burning pain in his body continued, he felt so tired, and closed his eyes.

Qiao Yuewei trotted over from a distance, sat down around the ink mark, and saw that the ink mark was motionless. Whimpered and cried. Tears trickled down Inkmark's body, and Inkmark jerked open her eyes and crushed her to the ground.

Qiao Yuewei was frightened, stunned for a moment, and then hugged the ink marks.

"I thought you were dead...... You're the badass...... Whining. Qiao Yuewei sobbed.

The moment the ink-streaked teeth touched her carotid artery, the red light in her eyes went out, the black mist dissipated, and her right hand returned.

"Woo-woo......" Inkmark cried.

Qiao Yuewei patted him on the back: "You are a boy......"

Qiao Yuewei seemed to feel his pain, which was called despair and helplessness. So she didn't say anything but hugged him, hoping that he would be better.

"I'm just a student, why do I have to carry it all on! Mom is gone, and so is Dad...... Lin Yuran too, and so does my sister...... Woo...... I don't want to eat people, really...... I'm human...... Woo-woo......" Inkmark grumbled and told all the pain of the past two months.

Qiao Yue looked at the boy in front of him, very pitiful, and under his cold appearance was a helpless and painful heart.

It turns out that you, like me, are covering up your pain. Qiao Yue gently kissed Moji's forehead and looked at him gently.