"Tick, tick. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

A cold corpse fell at his feet, and Van stepped over him.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen mutant corpses lying densely.

Scarlet drops of blood continued to fall from the back of his hand and onto the crimson ground. , can't tell whether it's from the enemy or from himself.

Brahma passed through the gray-clad ice vessels that were still as cold as machines, and there was no communication, and there would be no communication.

Indifference is the only way to communicate between them.

When the perceptual vision encompassed the life pulses of all of them, Van shook his head slightly.

"Nope." He muttered under his breath, then disappeared into the depths of the blood mist again.

Along the way, he no longer knew how many people had died at his hands, some of them were from prominent families, some were just ordinary mutant warriors, but when they became corpses, there was no difference between them.

Fan Qianqian's footsteps suddenly paused slightly, and a little pain flashed on his pale face, after countless battles, he was inevitably injured.

But even so, he only rested for a moment, and continued to sink into the misty blood mist.

But what he didn't know was that a group of Imperial mutants, made up entirely of elites, were rushing to his position in full gear.

He walked slowly, crossed a block, and was about to turn to the next block when he suddenly stopped.

There was no sound in the silent neighborhood, no gunshots, no fighting, only the soft sound of a breeze blowing through the dilapidated houses.

So Fan immediately activated his perception, and at the same time, several sniper bullets suddenly broke through the misty blood mist and pointed directly at his eyebrows!

"Bang!!"

The sound of gunfire fired almost simultaneously was deafening!

The omniscient power quickly stretched out, and Van fell on his back, bullets grazing his cheeks and swiftly flying through his hair, and then his backhand propped up the ground and his body leaped high.

"Bang!"

AWM poured out its angry roar.

The bullet flew through the blood mist and into the crumbling window, hitting the source of a flash of fire with precision, exploding in a body of flesh and splattering blood all over the white walls.

Bang bang bang!

Continuous firelight flickered in the blood mist, and Fan plunged headlong into the house beside him, the bullets striking the outer walls, carving deep pits into the hard concrete walls, and even the steel bars wrapped inside could be seen.

After Van hid in the house, the gunfire outside slowly began to weaken until it stopped completely.

An elite mutant warrior in ambush poked his head out, but there was no one in his sight, and the shadow of death reached him as he retreated back into the window and turned to speak through the headset.

"Whew!" Before he could make a sound, a bloodstained hand pressed against his mouth, and the scarlet light instantly sank into his throat.

Fan gently lowered the corpse in his hand to the floor, the muscles of his upper body rose and fell slightly under the power of omniscience, and the powerful force flowed between his muscles, he just pulled his arms slightly, and quietly slid along the window frame to the roof, the condensed power was almost not lost, and no sound was made.

"Number 3, hear me answer." The Imperial soldier hiding on the roof asked softly, but he didn't get an answer from his teammates.

"Damn." He cursed and moved slightly to leave the roof.

"Stunned." The sound of broken tiles suddenly sounded behind him, and he didn't want to turn over instantly, and the muzzle of the gun was immediately aimed at the rear, but there was nothing but a broken tile.

But because of this, the mutant's back was even colder, how could a tile suddenly appear here? Unless someone else!

His guess was correct, only a little later.

A scarlet glow occupied his sight!

"No. 1, No. 2 and No. 7 are all silent, what are we going to do?"

"Inform the troops, tell them we've found the target."

"And then?"

"And then I'll live until I get help!" Number 1 said with some annoyance.

But no sooner had he finished than a demonic murmur rang in his ears, and the vultures plunged deep into the back of his head at the same time.

"I'm sorry, you can't wait for that moment."

No. 1's body trembled slightly, and then he was completely calm.

"Number 1? Number 1! An anxious voice came from the headset, "Damn it! Number 1 is also dead! ”

Fan quietly listened to the sound coming from the headset, and then suddenly leaned over and picked up the headset, "Run now, maybe, that will save your life." A dry, hoarse voice reached the ears of every mutant through the headset.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the headset.

Van gently dropped the headset on the ground, then crushed it casually, holding a looted grenade and sneaking through the blood mist again.

In the attic of a small two-story building, a mutant warrior is trying his best to suppress his life pulse.

According to the information from the intelligence, the target they are responsible for sniping is likely to have the ability to overclock, which is a sensational thing for most people, but this mutant warrior is a little unimpressed, one is that he doesn't believe that anyone can resist the erosion of blood poison at all, even if the enemy really has overclocking, the power he can exert will not exceed one percent, and the second is that as a seventh-level latent mutant, he is confident that he can avoid the detection of any enemy, even under the suppression of blood poison.

And more importantly, unlike his temporary teammates who stupidly chose to shoot early, he didn't shoot recklessly, because not only did it not make sense, but would expose his position by the muzzle fire, and those teammates who died one after another at the hands of the enemy all proved him right.

So, his experience and self-confidence allowed him to survive long enough, but it was his blind self-confidence that brought him ultimate destruction.

A high-explosive grenade tumbled and flew to his side.

The strong reflex nerve made him immediately shrink together, and rolled out of a distance, the exploding grenade only blew his body away a few meters, the strong physical strength and the quick reaction at the critical moment allowed him to survive from danger again.

But all the prey that is targeted by the Van has never been able to escape.

The vulture's terrible scream came from top to bottom, and Fan, who had been quietly climbing on the top of the attic beam, finally swung his fatal blow!

The birth of a cold corpse only takes a few seconds, and humanity will always be stronger in the gift of destruction than creation.

"Who of you will be next?" Van Na's devilish murmur resounded through the mutant's headset again, making people shudder.

This time he still didn't get a response, so he crushed the headset again and slid out of the skylight on the other side of the attic.

"Assemble, we don't have a choice."

As the blade of death hovered over the heads of each mutant, these mutants in ambush finally realized that it was absolutely impossible for them to fight their opponents on their own, so they had to put aside their original pride, and uniting was their last and only chance.

Not far from them, a huge army was advancing like a torrent, warriors from the Empire, and their target was this quiet and slaughtered neighborhood!

"No one can kill a Caroline and live in peace!"

Standing in the center of the torrent, the tall, almost terrifying man muttered in a low voice, his hoarse voice like the friction of two pieces of broken iron, and his short hair like steel thorns stood on end.

"Mistress Quinn, you, will be the end of him."

Di Liel respectfully prostrate at the feet of the tall figure.