"This, this, what the hell!" Orlando strapped himself to his seat with a harness, which thankfully barely worked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAll four doors of the Mercedes Benz have disappeared, and the front and rear glasses have long been reimbursed. The cold December breeze flowed through the car from all directions, and ice froze on the tip of his nose, but sweat drops couldn't stop coming out of Orlando's head when he was shivering.

Behind and on both sides, there are black shadows running wildly!

The shadows ran wildly on the ground, on the sidewalks, on the complex barricades, and even on the walls of the buildings on either side. Scarlet eyes glittered in the night, and Orlando's scalp tingled with the mysterious and obscure bloody murder.

"Hurry up, hurry up, get rid of these things, why are you driving so slowly!"

"If you drive slowly, it's an explosion and an impact, and it's already a miracle that you can run. Yang Qi turned his head to Orlando with an expression of hatred: "When people are old, they have to look like the old generation, don't learn from those turtle calves, there are so many messy and idle things." ”

"I—I'm busy?" Orlando gasped for two breaths and felt that he couldn't stop taking the medicine, so he quickly covered a handful of quick-acting heart pills, pointed to the fastest black shadow running on the side and shouted: "This guy is about to rush over, look, you turn your head to take a closer look, he- he's really coming!!"

The dark shadow that Orlando was pointing at suddenly leapt up from the wall and swooped down on it. Between the lightning and flint, Orlando's brain went blank, and all he could see was a pair of red eyes and a mouth that had grown beyond the limits of a human being. He didn't see it, at the same moment, Yang's eyes flashed, his right hand flipped, and his two fingers took out a metal square piece like a playing card out of nowhere. With a flick of his fingers, the metal square instantly plunged into the black shadow's chest......

On the other side, when he was a little ahead, the steel chariot that creaked and crushed the road in the back, and the expression of the bald guy with secret lines on his face was full of deep incomprehension and restlessness.

"What's the matter, why didn't it explode?" he took two anxious steps back and forth, then slammed the roof of the chariot open and climbed onto the roof. The cold wind was blowing, and he stared at the Mercedes-Benz in front of him, his eyes became red in the cold wind, his face was hideous and trembling, and his mysterious lines were constantly wandering as if they were alive: "What about the explosion? What about my explosion?

The gloomy middle-aged man at the front of the car immediately sneered: "Art?"

When the bald guy heard this, his face flushed with anger instantly, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "You dare to sarcastically mock me?! Believe it or not, I'll kill you immediately!"

"Hahaha, pale threatening words, can only expose the humility and cowardice in the heart. There is no need to argue with the real superiors, because the facts speak for themselves. You've tried so many times, but they're still on the run. And I only need to do it once to make them stop!" the gloomy middle-aged man waved his robe, and the black robe suddenly unfolded. The wide cloak with a black face and a red background suddenly unfolded, like a river of blood flowing in hell, suddenly revealed a magnificent corner in the real world.

"O lowly bloodline, look up carefully, you can't catch up with the powerful back of our night nobles!" The mysterious demonic aura rose to the sky, and the black cloak flapped suddenly, like a bat flapping its wings. The gloomy middle-aged man's mouth was not open like a human, and while laughing wildly, a roll of robe flew out at a rapid speed.

The black phantom was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and rushed up. The demon wind was rolling, the black fog was churning, and in the sharp squeak, the gloomy middle-aged man was surrounded by a large field of bats and flew above the Mercedes at great speed.

Looking at the "braid" swaying from side to side on the roof of the Mercedes-Benz below, the corners of the gloomy middle-aged eyes couldn't help twitching, and his expression couldn't help but bring a little toothache. Although the "braid" inserted on the roof of the car is not his blood, it doesn't matter to him whether he is dead or alive. But as a member of the Dark Night Aristocrats, he was so embarrassed that the gloomy middle-aged still couldn't help but hurt him.

Anger came up, and the gloomy middle-aged man screamed, and the bloodborns who were running wildly around immediately roared and pounced on the trembling frame.

The physical fitness of these blood slaves who were stimulated by his secret method has been multiplied, not to mention dealing with an ordinary old professor, even the Chosen One with unique skills has to walk around. The gloomy middle-aged man didn't believe that these blood slaves could easily deal with the people in the car, but they could somehow try something out.

In the blink of an eye, the first Blood Slave swooped up from the side of the road, opened its mouth wide and bit Orlando in the back seat of the car.

Then, a fierce flame suddenly radiated from the blood slave's chest. There was a boom, no less than the explosion of a high-explosive grenade, and the blood slave was blown out in an instant, slamming into the wall of the building with a smoking, and there was no movement.

"Huh?!" The gloomy middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he frowned, and with his dark vision, he couldn't see what was going on. What exploded? How did the attack come about? And more importantly -- who did it? Why didn't you see it at all!

Before he could think about anything further, more than a dozen blood slaves had already rushed to pounce without fear. In the eyes of these cannon fodder who have been stimulated by secret methods, there is no concept of fear at all.

But Yang, who was driving the car, turned his wrist again and took out a whole stack of metal squares from the storage space. Each metal square was rippled with explosive energy, as if it would explode in the next moment, and the whole car would be blown into iron slag. But in Yang Qi's hands, that energy was firmly locked in the square piece, like a snake that had been choked by seven inches.

"It was wise to put away these sneaky little squares in the first place," just now when the Mercedes Benz kept spinning, no one saw that Yang had already taken the opportunity to put away the metal squares that had been quietly killed. With a shake of her hand, the square slice opened into a fan shape like a playing card. Without looking at the black shadows that rushed from all directions, Yang Qi waved his right hand suddenly: "Stud!"

Whizzing, more than a dozen dark golden streamers flew out of the car in the blink of an eye. The Flower Country Protecting the Country, the Ethereal Peak of the Tianshan Mountains, and the single transmission of the secret weapon technique are integrated here, coupled with the blessing of the essence of Mr. Tang Da's bending stone smashing method, more than ten pieces of slices are like flying swarms of bees in an instant, each drawing a different curve and rushing towards their respective goals.

With the violent initial velocity and the super ability to turn halfway and change direction, in a moment of lightning, more than a dozen square pieces have been inserted on the shadow's chest, next to the waist, in the mouth, in the neck, under the armpits, and in the crotch of the pants.

Yang snapped his fingers: "Burst!"

So, boom, boom, and fierce fire instantly lit up the entire street. In the eyes of ordinary people like Orlando, Yang Qi was just a wave of his hand, and then all the shadows chasing after him were like being pressed the self-detonation button, and they all turned into fiery light clusters and scattered sparks in an instant.

"How is that possible!!" not to mention Orlando, even the gloomy middle-aged man in the black fog was stunned, because even he couldn't see what was going on. After being stunned, I was afraid, and the gloomy middle-aged almost broke out in a cold sweat. At such a close distance, so many times, but I still can't even see through the opponent's attack methods, and I don't even feel who is moving!

What does this mean?

This shows that the guy in the car below is not a small character at all!

At this moment, the gloomy middle-aged man suddenly felt that under the potholed roof of the car, there was a wild beast hiding and was about to open its mouth to bite him.

No, it's not right, I have to run!

Whoosh, the gloomy middle-aged man didn't think about the problem of face at all, and immediately and decisively turned into a black mist and fled with all his might.

"It's a beautiful one, and it's a good power, but it's a pity that it's just a few of them, and it's gone—oh, yes, there's not this. Yang Qi grabbed the void with his right hand and grabbed a suitcase. If nothing else, it's none other than Orlando's suitcase. Before the suitcase was about to explode, it was she who put it into the storage space and suppressed it silently.

"A small square piece can hide the power of a high-explosive grenade, and the energy in this suitcase is even more surging, and it is also a treasure on the battlefield. Yang Qi stretched out the suitcase to Orlando's eyes: "Do you want to?" ”

"I don't want it!" Orlando avoided it, and slipped back again and again: "Such a dangerous thing, throw it away!"

"Since the owner has said so, then-go you!"

Whoosh, the suitcase was thrown into the night sky by Yang Qi, and instantly turned into a streamer and shot away. The suitcase was as fierce as a cannonball, as fast as a phantom, and as precise as a predatory ferocious bird.

The gloomy middle-aged black fog quickly climbed and fled quickly, curling and dodging among the ancient buildings of London. But in the blink of an eye, he felt like he was being hit in the chest by something. The violent force passed through his body, and the sound of clattering fractures was continuous. With a loud muffled sound, the gloomy middle-aged man felt that he had lost control of his whole body in an instant, and he was dizzy. When he came back to his senses, he had been bombarded hundreds of meters into the air.

"It's so dangerous, if it weren't for my immortal body, if it weren't for my Supreme Treasure Blood River Cloak, it would have killed me just now!" The red light of the Blood River Cloak behind him fluctuated, and the fractures on his body were healing rapidly under the blessing of continuous energy. The gloomy middle-aged man looked back at the street below, his eyes frightened and vicious.

It seems that there really is a super strong person in that car, but it doesn't matter, as long as I don't die, one day I will suck the blood of that person and become stronger-huh?

- Boom Boom!!(To be continued.) )