Zheng Xianzheng let go of his steps and ran wildly, but he planted a big heel, and after being surprised, he found that his feet were entangled in a circle of long hair, and the little divine soldier who was trampled under the feet by a hoof of the bull-headed divine soldier actually hid here at some point, and secretly stumbled Zheng Xian.

The big guy is really nothing sometimes, and the most terrifying thing is this little bastard who hides in the shadows and sneaks in the knife and stabs him with no discipline at all!

The little guy laughed loudly, his mouth spit out long curly hair, and swept towards Zheng Xian again, this time, Zheng Xian did not have the Dead Stone on his body, and the little guy could come out without any scruples!

The little guy smiled very innocently, his face was in a good mood, he didn't have the dry stool before at all, and he was so happy that he was like nothing!

These curly hairs not only pulled Zheng Xian to wrestle, but also drilled into Zheng Xian's skin, not into it, but more precisely penetrated it like ice and snow melting.

Zheng Xian's eyes flashed, and he looked inwardly at the situation in his body, and inward vision was the inherent supernatural power of a C-level immortal cultivator, who could look at his internal organs, bones and blood.

Looking inside, Zheng Xian clearly saw that these curly hairs were climbing on his leg bones, like a cloud of mist to spread to the clouds, and the toad hidden in Zheng Xian's body let out a terrified scream, jumping up and down trying to break free from Zheng Xian's body, but it seemed that he didn't dare to go out, and a toad's face was full of contradictions.

Zheng Xian felt that where the curly hair passed, his thighs were numb, as if his body was infiltrated by another kind of consciousness, Zheng Xianshang encountered such a situation for the first time, Zheng Xian felt that if these curly hairs coiled his body from the inside, then the little monster would completely control his body, and he would become a puppet.

Zheng Xian's body seemed to be frozen, seeing that those curly hairs were about to spread from his thighs to his chest and abdomen, the bridge between heaven and earth on Zheng Xian's spine became hotter and hotter, and bursts of numbness continued to escape from the bridge of heaven and earth.

This was the instinctive reaction of the Tiandi Bridge after Zheng Xian was attacked, providing Zheng Xian with a long and continuous vitality for Zheng Xian to fight with others.

Zheng Xian's eyes were shining brighter and brighter, and he was sure that as long as he used his vitality, he would be able to slap that unsuspecting little monster to death like a mosquito.

However, Zheng Xian knows very well that once the vitality is activated, then his identity may be leaked eighty percent, and when the time comes, he will shoot a little monster to death, but he will become the target of the entire God Hunter Office and start a miserable escape career.

It's not hard to decide between dying now and becoming a puppet or dying later!

Zheng Xian's sea of qi swelled suddenly, and the vitality in it began to vent out, and the surging river converged towards Zheng Xian's palm, and Zheng Xian's eyes burst into a chilling murderous intent!

The little divine soldier was very happy, and kept spitting out curly hairs to invade Zheng Xian's body, becoming more and more excited, and at this time, he was even more happy to slap his hands on the top of his head.

Seeing that Zheng Xianli's accumulation had reached a certain level, his palms began to turn red and hot, and he was about to make a move, Zheng Xian was ready to kill the divine soldier with one blow, and then he was ready to flee the world. Not taking action when it is time to do it, looking ahead and looking backwards, is the road to self-destruction.

At this moment, a streamer burst from a distance, and with a pop, a streamer serrated knife pierced through the belly of the extremely excited divine soldier, and firmly nailed it to the ground.

The divine soldier couldn't help but let out a painful scream, but fortunately, at this time, the sawtooth of the streamer sawtooth knife had not yet been activated, and the little god soldier grabbed the streamer sawtooth knife with both hands and wanted to pull out the streamer sawtooth knife that was nailed into the ground, so as to break free from under the blade.

At this time, a hunter warrior walked up, held down the streamer sawtooth knife with one hand, and gently pressed the button on it, the sawtooth on the streamer sawtooth knife immediately dragged up like a chainsaw, and the withered stone powder flowed out with the rotation of the sawtooth, emitting a sudden light, the little god soldier couldn't help but let out a painful scream, with the knife teeth of the streamer sawtooth knife on the chest continued to drag, driving the body of the little god soldier to tremble, and after an instant, the little god soldier's mouth spewed out heavy smoke-like curls, and the body rose with billowing smoke and dust, and the blink of an eye dissipated without a trace。

The countless curly hairs in Zheng Xian's body immediately began to dissipate, and the numb, cold and uncontrollable legs began to gradually recover.

And the toad, who had been screaming in horror in Zheng Xian's body, suddenly came to his senses and rushed up, and a pair of toads held the curly hairs that were about to dissipate and began to devour them in a big gulp.

Zheng Xian didn't have time to pay attention to this hungry and disgusting guy, Zheng Xian was very curious at this time, in the entire Hunter God Office, after Tong Yi died, no one seemed to be able to save him from this broom star!

Zheng Xian looked over and saw that the God Hunter Warrior shook off the layers of dirty smoke on the streamer serrated knife, and then the mask was opened, and Zheng Xian's slender eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Saury!

There was a hint of mockery on the face of the swordfish, and he sneered: "Zheng Xian, your life is mine, no one can kill you before the end of the year, now you can hide behind me and be a poor worm! At the end of the year, I will tear your skin and flesh a little bit and dip it in soy sauce and eat it! Well, it may taste better without roasting!" After saying that, the mask on the knifefish's head snapped shut, and he rushed past Zheng Xian, leading his office members to kill the tattooed man.

At this time, Xia Qing's eyes in the command room showed blazing brilliance, such a man deserved to be the character she fancied, such a knifefish, worthy of being a hero in her mind, although the knifefish was rude and arrogant, but it never disappointed her!

Especially after the incident of paranoia that Zheng Xian did not save him, but instead showed ridicule on his face, the behavior of the two formed a strong contrast, one was despicable and shameless, and the other was above board! This is the posture that a truly strong man should have, and the performance of paranoia is as disgusting as a mouse in the gutter.

Those dozens of divine soldiers had been slaughtered and shattered by the swordfish and other god hunter warriors who rushed over, and at this time, all the god hunter warriors began to hunt for the tattooed man, and Zheng Xian was left far behind.

Immediately, Zheng Xian disappeared into the camera in the command room, and at this time, all the helmets of the Hunter warriors showed the appearance of the tattooed man.

The tattooed man is still holding the balls that are holding the eyes of Optimus Prime who can talk and swing his arms, and at this time, the balls don't even care about the scary-looking guys around him, with the big hero Optimus Prime in his mind by his side, he really doesn't need to be afraid of anyone!

The trolley case, which had not left the tattooed man, was placed beside it, and the dead eyes slowly scanned the forty-eight hunter warriors around him, but finally fixed his gaze on the phantom, which was the nightingale.

At this time, the fog cleared, and the full picture of the nightingale was revealed.

The nightingale's head was not bulky as a helmet, but a pair of oversized and thick mecha glasses, which looked like night vision devices from a distance, and there were no lenses on these glasses, only a slender red horizontal line, in which the light flickered and swam, and two tubes extended from both sides, connected to the vortex airbag behind the nightingale.

The nightingale is wrapped in a pitch-black sharkskin-like material, and the whole person is slender and clean, neat and neat, without the slightest place to drag mud and water!

All that was left was a pointed chin and a slightly dry pink lip.

Some people say that you can identify whether this woman is a beauty by looking at her chin and mouth, which is absolutely nonsense.

A woman's appearance, three points in the eyes, two points in the nose, one point in the mouth, five points in the patchwork, the most important thing is that the facial features are comfortable together, even if the eyes are not so wishy-washy, even if the lips are slightly thinner, even if the nose is slightly collapsed. So it's impossible to tell what this nightingale looks like, but the texture of the skin from that chin should be excellent, but unfortunately it's probably the somewhat dry pink lips.

The Nightingale stood there like a magnet, and even in the midst of the enemy, the Hunter warriors in the Hunter Office still cast their eyes on the Nightingale from time to time.

Some of them were looking at the dreamy gear, and their eyes were hot.

Some are staring at the undulating curves of the nightingale's body tightly wrapped in shark skin, but they will be disappointed after looking at it, because the nightingale's body does have the slenderness of a model, but there is not much meat in the front and back, and there is no thrilling plot at all. But even so, it is still attractive, because there are too few women among the god hunter warriors, only three, and two of them are still five or three thick than pure masters.

In particular, there was a rich icy aura coming from the expressionless chin and lips of the nightingale, which sometimes had a fatal attraction to those who loved to be cheap!

The tattooed man suddenly spoke: "Third child, it's good that a few of us can survive, why bother biting the past like this? That guy has already suffered the consequences he deserves!

Deputy Director Lin sneered twice and said, "You are wrong, I live to remember!"

The voice came out of the nightingale's shoulder, where there should have been a speaker.

"Why bother? You'll soon forget! Aren't you tired of forgetting and picking up?" the tattooed man's dead eyes showed a strong emotion of sympathy and pity.

Deputy Director Lin laughed and said, "Don't be tired, you want me to forget, unless I die, or that old guy dies!"

Xia Qing, who was standing behind Deputy Director Lin, couldn't help frowning, as careful as her, and seemed to have caught something keenly.

The tattooed man shook his head and said, "Forget it, anyway, you have never heard what I said since I was a child, what should I do now? Do you want to arrest me into the Sixth Division of Business and lock me up on the bronze ancient wood on the fourth floor underground? Take my brother to write it into your first merit book when you entered the Sixth Division of Business?"

After a moment of silence on Nightingale's shoulder, a voice came: "What's the use of arresting you? You're not an immortal cultivator either! You can go! But that kid must stay, don't think that I don't know the way, that kid has been granted the old guy's so-called avenue, although he is young, but he is an immortal cultivator! In the sixth division of my business, no immortal cultivator can escape!"

The tattooed man showed a helpless look and said, "That means, let's talk about it?" Come on, let me see what is interesting about the God Hunter Warriors in the Sixth Division of your business, and what is the use of those weird so-called technologies, but if I make a heavier shot, don't feel distressed!"

Deputy Director Lin didn't speak to the tattooed man again, and a cold killing word suddenly echoed in the helmets of all the God Hunter warriors.

A group of god hunters felt inexplicable about the conversation between the tattooed man and the commander, although they had already heard that a new and very difficult deputy director had come to the sixth division of the business, but who would have thought that this deputy director and the tattooed man were brothers?

There is such a boss who dictates to himself, if one day, these two brothers make the next set, won't they become ghosts to send them to death?

However, at this time, a chilling killing word dispelled all the thoughts and concerns of the god-hunting warriors!