The little ÷ said ◎ Net], the ♂ little ÷ said ◎ Net],

He tried his best to pretend to be as innocent as a lamb, and winked vigorously at the guards and brothers, who immediately turned their heads in disgust.

Sure enough, this trick can only be effective if it is used by girls?

The subtle pain of the tiny fluff on his face being torn by the tape was really maddening, and Min Shu let out a futile "woo" twice, and then chose to remain silent under the obviously unfriendly gun of the other party.

He was "sealed" - literally sealed. Humming with his nose not only failed to convey any information, but perhaps would lead to more torture himself, Min Shu could only curl up under the windowsill honestly.

"That kid surnamed Ling really doesn't save fuel." The guard next to him, who was watching the live broadcast condescendingly through the windowsill, spat on his voice because his tone was too excited, "Phew! He actually hurt so many of our brothers, watch Lao Tzu go down and clean him up in a while! ”

Therefore, if you look at things from a different angle, you will come to a completely different conclusion. Min Shu thought to himself. Obviously, Boss Ling is kind-hearted, and he could have been more ruthless, but he let go of your useless brothers, okay?

Maybe it was something in his eyes, or maybe it was just because the guard next to him was not in a good mood, Min Shu felt a pain in his lower abdomen after realizing it, probably being kicked.

What about the good valuables?

Under the heavy and impermeable tape, Min Shu always tightened the corners of his lips, trying to rely on more distractions to other marginal things to alleviate his inner anxiety.

If he has a little combat power, he can have a tacit understanding with Ling Shucheng, and maybe things can end up in the best.

He tried his best to calm down, and once again tried to find out the talents of all those present.

Really. Min Shu gritted his teeth and hung his head in frustration.

No, no matter what you think, Ling Shucheng, who seems to have the upper hand now, is ......

There is no chance of winning.

"Don't get excited." Another female guard patted the spittle on the shoulder from behind, "For now, everything is still in the sir's plan...... Even Ling Shucheng will not kill is in the consideration of Mr., and the brothers will not have a big deal. Flash."

"Of course I do." The spittle glared at Min Shu fiercely, pulled up his collar, and whispered, "Boy, you have to think clearly." If you can cooperate with us a little more actively, you will have a better life in the future. If you don't know what to do, you have to be a hero...... Hmph, I can tell you, the monster down there is so bad luck that it will lose anyway, and we don't necessarily need to use you in the first place. ”

Min Shu blinked his eyes pitifully as much as he could, and his heart was cold.

It still shouldn't be a hot brain for a while, and promised Tang Yuche to run out like this.

Although he has no intention of being a hero for the rest of his life, he cannot calmly base his life on the unrequited giving of others.

I should have known that as long as I was alive, I would be the source of countless misfortunes.

Min Shu remembered what he heard not long ago, the various discussions about Ling Shucheng by this group of kidnappers of unknown origin, and a weak voice in his heart became more and more impossible to ignore.

Not only did he have to do everything in his power to try to keep Ling Shucheng and erase the obstacles for him to escape from here immediately, but he also had to convey the most crucial information.

Looking at these guards who were still commenting on the situation of the fight downstairs with unclean mouths, Min Shu slowly tightened himself.

"Yuche ......," he shouted softly, and only two muffled sounds of unknown meaning came from his tightly gagged mouth.

I'm glad to be able to be willful with you once.

Min Shu stared at the back of the heads of all the guards, recalling the short but unforgettable escape to gather a little courage.

However, I had to make up for things that only I could make up.

-

As Ling Shucheng approached step by step, all the killers who were still able to move freely gradually moved closer, blocking Lu Xiao and Quan Lin layer by layer.

"What exactly is your purpose?" Ling Shucheng asked calmly.

"It's not the end of it...... Do you already feel like you've got the win? ”.

"Both me and the people on the ship have a lot of questions for you." Ling Shucheng grasped a long sword snatched from the enemy's hands in his hand, "There are many other better ways for you to take than to fight for your life. ”

"It's rare...... Are you trying to persuade you to surrender? ”

"According to the process, I should ask." Ling Shucheng lowered his body slightly.

"You, what a ......" Lu Xiao shook her head and smiled, "Out of my personal respect for you, I will give you one last piece of advice, right?" ”

At last. Ling Shucheng frowned, and subconsciously raised his eyes again to look at the top floor of the small building.

"Whether it's you, or me, whoever stands in the way of the torrent of fate will just-" Lu Xiao narrowed her eyes, "It's just a broken body." ”

A piercing scream suddenly came from his head, and Ling Shucheng raised his hand and swung his sword violently, and then leaned back to avoid the blade that was rushing straight towards the door.

It's like there's an overheated old-fashioned machine that keeps roaring in my head. Ling Shucheng took a few steps back in quick succession before barely standing up straight, almost relying on experience and intuition to dodge the knife sideways again.

Now his world is full of ghosts. Ling Shucheng barely managed to tell that it was the one who had been following Lu Xiao, a young man named Quan Lin, who had made a move.

"Oops, it's finally my turn." Quan Lin had a vague smile on his face, and then the long knife hanging on the ground brought up a line of transparent water and flew into the air again to pounce on Ling Shucheng.

Ling Shucheng immediately lay down, rolled in the stagnant water, and then used his sword blade to make a splash, and countless water droplets condensed into sharp ice picks in the air, instantly turning into a less powerful but surprisingly large number of long-range weapons.

Quan Lin waved his blade in the air, strictly protecting Lu Xiao behind him.

“…… Is this the first talent? Lu Xiao covered her heart, her voice a little weak.

"I don't know, I can't tell the difference." Quan Lin replied in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's going to last a while."

Such a high-intensity psychic attack could have killed the enemy directly, but it would have caused considerable pain to the user itself. Ling Shucheng's self-healing ability was gritting his teeth and resisting Lu Xiao, as if he was fighting over who would run out of physical strength first.

The bulging blood vessels seem to be venting the tremendous pressure they are under. Ling Shucheng slowly retreated while maintaining a proper frequency to allow himself to take a deep breath.

The not-so-clear line of sight barely caught the enemy's sneak attack. Ling Shucheng swung his sword with one hand, horizontally slicing through the chests of a row of killers who had gathered around. The sudden upsurge of paralysis turned out to be a short escape from the long sword, and Ling Shucheng had to take a step back again, still accidentally grazing his shoulder by a bullet.

The wound exposed to the rain instantly emitted steaming white gas, and the external pain made him feel a little more comfortable. Ling Shucheng moved his shoulders, feeling that such a wound was not necessary to heal first for the time being, so he continued to devote all his attention to repairing the sensory effects of the mental attack.

Clearly knowing that Lu Xiao's consumption must be much faster than his, Ling Shucheng's heart was still calm. If it's a competition for endurance, he's rarely left behind. As long as Lu Xiao can maintain this attack intensity for a long time, he guarantees that he will not be directly killed by a sneak attack, then the situation will not be reversed.

Again, a blade grazed his neck - the reason why the Knifeman lost the chance to sneak up at the end was that he suddenly floated weightlessly in the air.

Such wounds are obviously more important. The blood gushing out of his body quickly wrapped around the wound and quickly scabbed over - if it weren't for the distraction from his ability to defend against Lu Xiao, Ling Shucheng's self-healing ability would even have taken effect at the same time as he was slashed.

The only way to kill him is to kill him with one hit.

A faint commotion broke into Ling Shucheng's ears. The spiritual world suddenly became clear, and at the same time, Lu Xiao, who was not far away, sat down on the ground.

"Hold him down, don't shoot!" Lu Xiao shouted hoarsely at the headphones.

Even the process of healing the shoulder was temporarily pressed. All the miracles that made the gifted pretentious suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly there were several chaotic gunshots from the top floor, and the sound of glass shattering was familiar.

Intuition is faster than everything at this point. Ling Shucheng took three steps and made two steps, and ran wildly in the direction away from the enemy on the ground.

A figure covered in blood fell straight down!

He subconsciously wanted to manipulate gravity, but the talent didn't respond as usual. After a moment's pause, Ling Shucheng quickened his pace and raised his hands flat, wanting to forcibly catch the man at the risk of breaking a bone.

"What an accident...... In the midst of the storm that hindered his movements, he heard Lu Xiao whisper in the interval between breaths.

The pavilion standing alone on the ground appropriately hindered Ling Shucheng for a moment. He almost rolled down the steps, but he only had time to witness the muffled sound of the weight falling to the ground.

"Quick...... Walk briskly and away from ...... They. In the blood clots of countless broken bones, the young man's voice with dilated pupils was almost muffled by the sound of rain.

Ling Shucheng wanted to find the most important wound on his body and try to stop the bleeding for him, but there was almost no intact place on Min Shu's body. He had been shot several times before he jumped through the shattered window in the chaos, and he didn't even feel the pain at this point, only a little chill all over his body, and a little sleepy.

"You-" Ling Shucheng tried to press his chest, but only touched the shapeless ribs, and could only retract his blood-stained hand. He knew he should say something at this point, but he couldn't say anything for a moment.

"Yuche...... We...... It's all ...... Same. Min Shu's eyes no longer had any sparkle, and every time he said a word, his whole body would rush to bleed, and his words had lost their logic, "Master...... Master......"

"Look at me! Min Shu! Look at me! Think of Tang Yuche! You're almost ......."

The rain washed the messy ground. Ling Shucheng half-knelt in the puddle, watching the hem of his clothes gradually stain himself with a rusty color.

No matter what his talents were, he was powerless to do anything about the death of others.

But...... Why? Ling Shucheng habitually rummaged through Min Shu's wrist, and only then did he realize that he had long since lost this thing that showed his identity as a resident of Pangu.

"You ...... Everyone's efforts ......"

The enemy, who had briefly observed the situation behind him, began to move again. Ling Shucheng closed his eyes, and in the next moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook violently, as if a fierce beast was roaring underground.

Anomalous gravity field...... Put it to the maximum!