"If you say it, you have to pay it back!"

With an angry roar, suddenly, Yang Tian moved.

The dagger in his hand was waved, almost an afterimage passed by, and everyone was almost stunned, without any reaction.

A group of people with a comprehensive physical quality score of no more than four hundred, in Yang Tian's eyes, are just a group of ants with guns.

No matter how fully armed, it's still an ant!

The dagger danced, and blood splattered.

No one could see how Yang Tian moved, but in an instant, when he saw Yang Tian again, Scarface had already fallen heavily to the ground.

There was a hollowness in his eyes, with wonder and fear.

The picture that Yang Tian appeared in front of his eyes had been frozen until he died.

In the throat of Scarface, a knife mark appeared, and blood suddenly gushed out.

He who fell to the ground made no sound except for the feeble twitching on the eve of death.

"He killed the boss, he killed the boss, shot, shot to avenge the boss."

Death instantly made these four people panic.

said it was for the boss, but in fact, it was also for his own life.

They saw the shadow of death in Yang Tian's body.

If they didn't kill Yang Tian, they felt that they couldn't escape the shadow of death.

As the old saying goes, a gun shoots a bird.

The person who said this sentence in a panic was really not the right time for the first bird.

Unbeknownst to him, death was getting closer and closer to him.

provoked Yang Tian's fate, touched Yang Tian's fate against the scales, there was only one word - death!

Yang Tian is not a murderer, nor is he a bloodthirsty person.

But Yang Tian is definitely not a good type. How many years of life and death have passed, and there are no less than a thousand people who have died in the hands of Yang Tian.

Killing people is already a simple matter for Yang Tian, and it is just commonplace.

Poor Bird, if it weren't for his words, he might have been able to breathe two more breaths of fresh air. But at this time, he had no chance to regret it.

A dead man, how can he regret it?

Clutching his chest, blood spilling from the wound.

The gun in his hand didn't even raise, and he fell under Yang Tian's knife.

Yang Tian is like dancing, yes, he is dancing a dance of death. All enemies who have seen the Dance of Death have the same fate - death!

In the last days, in the battlefield, no one will pity the existence of life.

A natural meat grinder, a person's life and death, has nothing to do with the overall situation.

"Bang!"

The gun went off, and after the two people died, someone finally picked up the gun in his hand and started shooting at Yang Tian.

But did they shoot accurately?

Looking at the two cold corpses lying on the ground, it seemed to reflect their fate.

In such a panic, they were lucky to be able to shoot.

Not to mention, Yang Tian's astonishing speed is impossible to give them a chance.

This time, someone has once again become a bird.

The fate of the first bird is death.

The collision of panic and killing intent, the first bird didn't know when Yang Tian appeared behind him.

Like a zombie, the dagger stabbed deep into the back of his head.

Unlike zombies, the moment the dagger was drawn, what was splashed by that power belt was not the black slime, but a kind of red and white.

It can be said that this person is the most pitiful to die.

He didn't even know how he died, or even where he was facing his opponent, so he fell to his sword.

Not even a chance to scream.

If we say, the god of death is a god who can harvest the lives of others at will.

Then Yang Tian at this time has enough qualifications to be worthy of the title of Grim Reaper.

Hands dance, knives dance with hands, blood splashes!

Another person fell under Yang Tian's dance of death.

Yang Tian is like a god of death, and like a Shura, constantly harvesting the lives of his enemies. At this moment, of the five people standing in place, only one remained.

The gunfire stopped, and the remaining one stared blankly at Yang Tian, who was splattered with blood all over his body.

In this Shura region, there was a rare period of silence.

"Bang." There was a dull sound, and the gun in the hand of the remaining one fell to the ground.

At this moment, he covered his head for some reason, and frantically looked towards the sky, almost hysterical:

"Ghost, ghost, murder, ghost!"

In his mind, Yang Tian had already fused with the creature of ghosts.

Because, no one can kill like that. The fact that four of the five people with guns were killed like this by one person with a dagger was enough to drive him crazy.

This kind of bloody killing was enough to put his spirit into a state of collapse.

However, I don't know when, Yang Tian appeared on the way forward for this person.

Blood was still sliding down the blade of his dagger.

"No, don't kill it. I was wrong, don't kill me. I will never dare in the future, and I will never provoke you in the future, I was wrong, I was really wrong! ”

The words are incoherent, and the words and body are trembling.

The murderous aura exuded from Yang Tian's whole body made this person temporarily sober up for a few minutes.

Looking at Yang Tian, all this person can do is beg for mercy.

Pray to Yang Tian to let him go.

At the end of the world, there will be no law.

Killing people is just a part of everyday life.

It's not so much the zombies that destroyed the human home so quickly, it's the human beings themselves.

It is precisely because of the constant killing, that kind of greed is at work, that the pace of human destruction is accelerated.

However, some people deserve to die.

When they die, there will be no more people who fall under their **.

Just like the person in front of Yang Tian.

If such people exist too much in the last days to be eliminated in a hurry, they will eventually become the trigger for the demise of humanity.

"Thinking about begging for mercy now, don't you think it's too late?"

Seeing such an undignified person kneeling in front of him, begging for his life, Yang Tian's disgust in his heart became stronger and stronger.

His voice was cold, and he would not be soft at all for this kind of person.

"You let me go, I'll give you everything I had before, I'll make you a cow and a horse, let me go, I really don't want to die."

The voice of pleading continued, with fear in the voice.

"I'm sorry, you want to be a cow and a horse for me, in the next life. I don't need a scumbag like you around me. ”

Dagger wielding!

The man kneeling on the ground had fear, fear, horror in his eyes. However, it was too late.

This expression can only represent the state he was in when he died.

Swinging down, blood splashed, and Yang Tian was decisive.

The person kneeling on the ground slammed to the ground with a slight shock and collapsed, and his body began to freeze rapidly.

Yang Tian didn't look at this person at all, the fate of these scumbags was deserved.

Yang Tian used their blood to prove once again a sentence - dragons have reverse scales, and those who touch them die!

This is Yang Tian's criterion, and it is also the criterion of the Dragon Group.

Thinking of the word dragon group, Yang Tian's eyes showed a faint sadness......

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