Brahma's right hand covered his ribs, and his left hand was thrust into the dust and sand, thus stopping the retreating body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His right arm was trembling slightly, and Kerr's fierce kick made him bear it solidly, but fortunately, Kerr's strength was not enough to compare with the giant hammer.

But even so, he involuntarily coughed up a pool of red blood.

After winning the first blow, Kerr did not take advantage of the victory to chase it easily. After the mysterious death of the giant hammer, he no longer dares to take it lightly.

What he could be sure of was that Van had indeed lost his abilities, and his life pulse was pitifully weak, comparable to the weakest transhuman warrior. However, the death of the giant hammer still sounded the alarm bell for him, and the pulse burst at that moment was so strong that it made his heart palpitate, this is a legendary figure circulating within the Angel of Death, and his strength must not be judged by common sense.

Even after he lost all his abilities.

Kerr paused for a moment, then kicked Van out again with a rapid dash.

Van rolled and stopped, struggling to prop himself up, his broken ribs already piercing into the lobes of his lungs.

"Only kicking people? Is that all you can do? He spat at at his side.

Kerr frowned, didn't make a sound, but directly took out an anesthetic needle and quickly approached Fan's body.

"I'm not the same guy as the Giant Hammer, I'm more used to the safe way." He said coldly, and then pulled Fan up.

"Isn't it different? In my opinion, you are all the same. Van smiled lowly, "The same stupidity." ”

"Look at your feet." He narrowed his eyes mockingly.

"Do you think I'm going to repeat the same mistake?" Kerr sneered faintly, and was about to insert the anesthetic into Fan's body.

"You really won't make the same mistake again, but I won't use the same method again." As soon as Fan spoke, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, and his movements were accompanied by fragments that rose into the sky, and a deafening explosion!

A fragmentation grenade that he had buried in the sand in advance finally played its due role at this time!

Blazing fragments flew everywhere, and as the most direct contact, Kerr took more damage, splintering into almost every inch of his body.

The pain was intense, and the sudden explosion forced Kerr's left leg to break directly, piercing the fragments of the muscles, and with every tiny movement of him, it was cutting his flesh and blood vessels. The smell of burnt paste permeated every corner of the air, accompanied by the flying yellow sand.

As the mastermind, Van was also uncomfortable, although most of the fragments and explosions were borne by Kerr, but he still suffered a part of the impact.

His forerunners, including his cheeks, were pierced with a large number of fragments, and the sound wave of the explosion caused intense tinnitus, and he could not hear anything around him.

The vision was convulsive and blurry, and the pain of the cone drained Brahman's strength. He was prostrate on the ground like a motionless corpse.

Kerr was the first to wake up from the shock, he shook his chaotic brain by himself, first glanced at the chariot behind him, then gritted his teeth and dragged his injured left leg, and walked towards Van step by step.

Fan's trickiness was completely beyond his imagination, he was already very cautious, but he still suffered such an injury, it was hard to imagine that such an injury he endured was actually something that an incapable "ordinary person" could do.

He took a deep breath and kicked the unstoppable Fan Kick over, but as soon as his gaze touched Fan's predecessor, a shocked expression instantly took over his entire face.

A high-explosive grenade that was pulled apart was held tightly in Fan's hand!

"You madman!" Kerr screamed loudly, and his soul was in danger, and he rolled over and fell backwards without thinking.

Kerr was full of thought that Brahman wanted to die with him, but the truth was not as he thought.

Looking at the opponent who turned over and lay down, Fan suddenly turned over and got up, what he was waiting for was this fleeting opportunity!

The grenade was quickly thrown out by him, the knotted muscles wrapped around his palm, and a silver desert eagle appeared in his left hand like lightning!

The muzzle of the black hole hole was firmly pointed at the opponent, and then Fan pulled the trigger without thinking! The roar of the grenade explosion could not hide the constant high-pitched roar of the sand eagle, and at such a close range, Van shot a whole magazine of bullets!

The muzzle of the gun was blinding, like a miniature grenade that was constantly exploding.

Kerr's body resembles a mass of flesh that has been blown up, and the scarlet flesh is accompanied by a pungent smell that stimulates the viewer's nerves from both sight and smell.

The ashes of the grenade exploding in the distance drifted to Fan's side with the sound of the wind, and his left hand kept trembling, even if he borrowed part of the strength of the Silent Ripper, he could not fully withstand the powerful recoil of the Sand Eagle's burst.

His wrist bones even had a slight crack because of this!

However, it was all worth it, because at such a price, in exchange for a fresh life.

Van suddenly knelt on one knee, his right hand covering his mouth, and the viscous blood slowly flowed out of his mouth, quickly covering his entire palm, and then dripping on the dry earth.

He grabbed a handful of dirt in his hand, and the dirt instantly absorbed the moisture of the blood, and the sand and dust made his right hand have more friction.

He slowly raised his head, the battle was not over, there was still an enemy, and it was obviously an even stronger enemy, he must not take it lightly!

At the same time, a sturdy body walked down from the chariot with steady steps. There was not the slightest anger or seriousness on his face at the death of his teammate, only the calmest coldness.

His face was supposed to be quite handsome, but it was completely ruined by a hideous scar that slanted across his entire face, down his jaw, and down his chest!

It's hard to imagine how he managed to survive such injuries.

Van took a breath to ease the pain of his wound, and then he looked up and carefully studied the man as he stepped out of the chariot. However, when his eyes just touched his body, his expression instantly became sluggish, and he even breathed!

Brahman could never have imagined how a dead person would react or look when he appeared alive in front of him.

Complicated, shocked, and then what kind of helplessness and heartache?

His body was trembling, but not because of pain. He murmured in an even more trembling tone, even as if he were hesitating.

"Ah...... Art? (To be continued.) )