"I'll go! I said who it was, it turned out to be Deadpool who had been playing dead! ”

“23333！ It's really a head-grabbing thing! ”

"I said how Qiao Ye put away the bow just now, it turned out that he had already discovered the tease of the little cheap."

"Little, don't hold a head to show off your power there, now you don't have that set (covering your face and laughing)"

Seeing that Deadpool, who had been electrocuted into charcoal, was jumping around there again at this time, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly became lively one by one, and the barrage was full of words ridiculing Deadpool.

But Deadpool enjoyed the feeling and started chatting with the audience.

And Hao Qiao had already received the prompt sound of the little black ball, and knew that the claw demon had indeed died completely. This made him breathe a sigh of relief as well.

After all, the strength of the demons is indeed very strong, this claw demon, if he hadn't let Deadpool test its strength before, Hao Qiao wouldn't have dared to use this kind of fighting with binding arrows so boldly. Fortunately, because the other party's sacrificial ritual was destroyed by them, this demon was not strong, and there was no need for Hao Qiao to seek help from the Earth Security Council.

However, after this battle, Hao Qiao also liked this rogue style of play a little.

At the end of the day, tie up the enemy and let it knead yourself. The feeling of pinching is still quite refreshing.

Deadpool had already placed the head of the claw demon on the ground, and Sima Guo and them also brought a few pairs of heavily armed combatants in the jungle next to them, and after seeing the demon on the ground whose head had been cut off, the group of people also breathed a long sigh of relief, and their hanging hearts slowly relaxed.

After all, they had seen that blue pillar of light destroy hundreds of missiles with their own eyes before, which really completely disrupted their layout. I could only hurriedly take the children from the submarine, and then bring all the fighters in the submarine, and they were even ready to sacrifice again.

But what they didn't expect was that when they arrived here, Hao Qiao and they had already solved the battle.

"Are you alright?"

Sima Guo swept the corpse of the demon on the ground, looking very curious, and then turned his head to look at Hao Qiao next to him.

Hao Qiao waved his hand and said, "It's much easier than I thought before, it's nothing, it didn't even touch me." Sure enough, I'm getting more and more like an archer. ”

As he spoke, Hao Qiao puffed up his chest with a smile on his face, obviously satisfied with his record.

Deadpool on the side was still rolling on the head of the claw demon with one foot, and when he heard Hao Qiao's words, he complained directly: "You are not injured, but I have suffered much more injuries than when I fought alone before." How many times have you used me as a meat shield today? ”

Deadpool's complaint Hao Qiao directly pretended not to hear it, and said directly to Sima Guo next to him: "Then the matter has been resolved, and there is no need for us to continue to stay on this island, please help, clean up the corpse of this demon for me, I need to make it into a specimen." ”

When Sima Guo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, nodded, and asked a few people to help Hao Qiao lift the body of the claw beast demon.

Hao Qiao: Their work has been completed, and they can leave directly.

But Sima Guo, they are not good.

The island also needs his men to stay behind to tidy up the battlefield and some subsequent processing work.

It's just that this has nothing to do with Hao Qiao and Deadpool.

Hao Qiao and Deadpool had already left, and Sima Guo took people here to deal with the follow-up work, but everyone didn't notice that in the wreckage of the temple some distance from here, a miserable white arm suddenly stretched out from it.

Broken corpse bricks slightly. Prosperous. With a crushing sound, the masonry and dust fell, and a tattered black-robed figure slowly emerged from the ruins.

The figure turned its head to glance at Hao Qiao's direction, and the subtle electric current on his body flickered. Finally, he stood up from the ruins with a hellish Bible in his hand, and staggered towards the east of the island. In a few moments, it had disappeared into the dense woods at night.

On the other side, in an ordinary office building in an unknown small country in Eastern Europe, a man with a pure white mask and no eye holes on it was sitting on a sofa.

The material of this man's mask seems to be very special, giving people a texture like warm jade. And looking at the person's demeanor, it seems that even if there are no eye holes on the mask, he can still see everything in the outside world, and at first glance, he looks like a faceless man.

In this ordinary room, this man was obviously sitting there, but he still gave people a noble and elegant temperament like an ancient nobleman.

He was dressed in a well-made black suit, with a high bowler hat on his head, leather shoes with a "kicking" sound, and a pair of white gloves holding a battle of civilization. Yan Ran is a classic dress of a Western gentleman in the 17th century.

"Mr. C!"

The strange man wasn't the only one in the room.

In front of the sofa, there was also a tall middle-aged white man.

Facing what he called Mr. C, the man kept bending over, not daring to raise his head in the slightest. He could only continue with a somewhat trembling voice: "The news has come from over there, and our people are all wiped out inside. The demon was also killed by a man named Hao Qiao. ”

It was a failed operation, and the middle-aged white man was afraid that Mr. C in front of him would punish him for his bad behavior.

After saying this, it was already the winter of November, but his face was already dripping with sweat.

But Mr. C obviously didn't care about this failure, he smiled slightly under the mask, his white-gloved fingers gently tapped the battle of civilization in his hand, and said in a magnetic voice: "Don't be nervous, don't care." It's just a few hundred deaths, but they bring me joy, and that's enough. ”

Hearing Mr. C speak, the man nodded in fright and said, "Yes! Yes! You're right! ”

"Hmm."

Mr. C nodded, and said, "That Huaxia man named Hao Qiao, he was the one who destroyed our death game in Huaguo last time, right?" ”

"Yes, that's right! I found someone to check, it's him! I heard that he is still a streamer. But it's strange that neither I nor the other brothers can see the content of his live broadcast, so we can only find some people who have nothing to do with us to dictate. ”

The middle-aged man talked about what he had found, and his tone also revealed strange doubts.

"Can't you see his live?"

When Mr. C heard this, he smiled again and said, "It's very interesting, I have some interest in him." ”

Listening to Mr. C's words, the middle-aged white man suddenly raised his head, looked at Mr. C and asked, "Are we going to get rid of him?" ”

"Get rid of him? How could that be, I haven't had enough of it. Let's take a look, and it just so happens that the doctor is still preparing a big toy for me. Maybe I might be able to ask this new friend to come and play with me. ”

Mr. C said with a heartfelt laugh.