Wow! Burst!

Richard spurted a mouthful of blood, his eyes glazed over, and his face was full of disbelief.

How can it be!?

How could I lose to him!?

His fat face was crumpled, his eyes were bloodshot, his right hand was holding the hilt of the knife in his chest, and his upper body was trembling.

Yes!!!

"Why aren't you dead yet?" Carl crouched on top of an industrial machine and stared at the frantic figure in confusion.

"Since one knife can't work, then two knives, and if it doesn't work, then three knives, I don't believe how long a lump of fat can last." The smile under his hood looked eerie and confident.

A cold light appeared in his sleeve again, and when he looked closely, he saw that there were several flying knives, and when they were thrown, they must have been shocking.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Richard roared for a moment, and finally his eyes stopped at Carl, and after snarling angrily at him, he rushed over like a truck.

"There is a brute force in the air, and the moves are chaotic!" Carl snorted, and the knives in his sleeve were thrown in turn.

The sharp blade rolled up a strange wind, and the piercing sound of breaking the wind showed its existence. Then, in Richard's furious eyes, it plunged into his body, and a bloody wind rolled up.

"Falk !!"

After Richard hit the first throwing knife, he shouted angrily, suppressed the rushing pain, and after resisting two more throwing knives, he approached Carl's three-meter range.

"Mouse, you can't escape!"

Richard's face was hideous, and he was covered in blood, like a demon coming out of hell, and his pig-like hands grabbed Carl, bringing a strange wind.

"Die!"

He smirked, and his hands immediately hit Carl.

"It's you who died, you've been tricked."

Karl suddenly laughed wildly, and his hands met him without fear, and his sleeves hunted.

What the!?

No way!

Roshan Richard was stunned for a moment, and before his brain could react, a sharp pain came from the palms of his hands.

"Fack!" He roared with blood-red eyes, only to see that the white palms were pierced by the sleeve blades, and blood spurted out at once.

"Die!"

Carl shook vigorously, and Richard's palm was suddenly cut in half, most of the ten fingers disappeared, and at least six fingers were cut off by Qi Gen.

However, this is not the end, the card word stomped under his feet, and a circle of smoke and dust spread out from the force point, and his body was as fierce as a green dragon driving the clouds.

Richard's frightened eyes crashed into his close-range range, and the final image was a young man's smile under his hood.

Hiss!

Hiss!

Two eyes directly been? The blade was slashed, "No! My eyes! My eyes! ”

Richard covered his bloodied eyes and fell to the ground in embarrassment, and then, a black-robed young man descended from the sky, with an indifferent expression, his hands imprinted on his chest.

Bang......

The thunderous sound was followed by a "click", and Richard's ribs were shattered by Karl's palms, causing him to roll his eyes and spit out fragments of his internal organs, but the deadliest thing was the sleeve blade under the black robe.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Big brother, I was wrong! Big brother, I was wrong! Richard cried.

The black-robed young man turned a deaf ear, his expression was as cold as ice, and his sleeve blade popped out directly, and with a "poof", it pierced Richard's heart.

The shouting stopped abruptly......

These words...... Leave it to you to those who have slain. Karl's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, and he slowly stood up.

Leaving only a field of blood and stumps and severed arms, and a corpse that was gradually cold, the lonely figure of the young man could not see the invincible appearance just now.

……

"I said a long time ago, your style of play is bound to fail."

Constan's face was indifferent, he pulled out his blood-stained saber, stretched out his right hand and nudged down the middle-aged blond man with a blank face.

Bang......

When the corpse fell to the ground, the surroundings were so quiet that only one person was left besieging Constan, the thin man with the sharp beak and cheeks, and the weapon in his hand almost came out of his hand in fright.

This man is so powerful that he can actually kill two people under the siege of three people, although he is also slightly injured, but it seems that it is not so important in comparison.

The monkey-cheeked man took a few steps back in horror, and for a moment he wanted to run away. However, he knew that the boss would not let him go, don't look at the boss who seems to be very elegant, in fact, he is also a ruthless person, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to his own people.

Therefore, even if the monkey-cheeked man has the heart to escape, he doesn't have the guts.

"I'll be desperate if you come over again!" The monkey-cheeked man's face was ruthless, so nervous that he almost gritted his teeth, and even though he tried desperately to suppress it, his hands still couldn't stop shaking.

"Little friend, do you know that you have exposed the timidity in your heart by saying this?" Constance smiled, clasped his hands to his chest, and said with interest.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand what you're saying......" The monkey-cheeked man looked shocked and quickly retorted.

Constan approached him step by step, looking unhurried, as if he were walking in the park.

"What am I talking about? Actually, you know it in your heart, but you want to hide your inner timidity and not admit it......" Constance said slowly.

"I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!" The monkey-cheeked man seemed to have been poked at some sore point, and suddenly denied it frantically.

"You old ghost, I'll kill you if you talk nonsense!" His eyes were red, like a mad thug.

Hearing this, Constance couldn't help laughing and said provocatively: "Talking so full, aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?" Since you want to kill me, then you come, come on, Huangkou Xiao'er, uncle is standing here. He spread his hands outstretched, looking unguarded.

"Okay, very good, this is your own search, since you old ghost is looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" The monkey-cheeked man roared angrily and killed him.

But at this time, a voice like a Dao Yun fairy suddenly floated softly, and said, "Dobby, you are not his opponent. ”

The monkey-cheeked man turned around, only to see that it was the elegant middle-aged man talking, even if a few of his subordinates died, his face was still indifferent, as if it was not a person who died, but a pile of garbage.

"Boss, this old ghost is so arrogant that he doesn't even take anyone in his eyes, you let me kill him." Dobby said, pointing at Constance.

The elegant man stared at him and said, "He has this capital, but ......"

He smiled weirdly and said, "I have killed no less than a hundred such unruly people, so he is no exception. ”

"I'll let my weapons feed his blood later." The elegant man licked his lips and said.

"The boss is mighty!" Dobby shouted excitedly.

Constan frowned, he stopped, his eyes solemnly fixed on the elegant man standing with his hands in his hands, he felt that this person was not ordinary.

Just like those who have been stained with blood all year round, there is a faint aura of evil that must be treated with caution. He thought to himself.