"So powerful?"

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and his confidence began to swell, this time he didn't wait for the other side to attack again, and took the initiative to attack.

The length of the sacrificial knife is not exaggerated, and it is a little longer than an ordinary dagger, and there is no problem with Huai Shi's dagger fighting.

The Roman dagger fighting technique that has reached LV8 is no longer inferior to the red gloves of the past, and has reached the superior field of the professional level, and it can be said that there is no longer the slightest showmanship, and it has become an out-and-out killing technique.

Suddenly, the snake felt a burst of grief and anger from the dog.

I was able to survive the bombardment, but I was surrounded before I could react.

I wanted to take back the holy relics given by the Lord, but by the way, I found a rookie to ravage and vent the frustration in my heart. But I didn't expect that I would stab Paige's nest with a knife.

Where did such a pervert come from?

Not only did he react strangely and was not afraid of snake venom, but he was also terrifying with his knife skills, and without the stigma, he directly crossed two levels and beat himself like a grandson......

"Get out of here!"

He roared hard, the bone blade directly blocked Huai Shi's knife, turned around and wanted to escape, but he saw a row of people standing behind him at some point, and when he saw that he wanted to escape, he faced a shuttle of bullets, as if he wanted to force him to face Huai Shi head-on and catch a live mouth.

The snake is going to be laughed at angrily.

Even if the blade fighting is suppressed, is he still afraid of a second-stage gold-level sublimator who doesn't even have a holy stigma?

Let's take hostages first!

Ignoring Huai Shi's strong attack, the teeth in his mouth suddenly grew, and a wisp of venom like clear water erupted, and then the venom quickly volatilized in the air, turning into wisps of white mist, and even the stones were corroded out of the pit wherever he passed.

Huai Shi was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated, but he seized the opportunity and took the initiative, regardless of the danger with one hand, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the blood-sucking blade, and the other hand stretched out and pinched Huai Shi's neck.

Immediately afterward, his eyes went dark, and he heard the incessant roar of gunfire.

With a knife in one hand, Huai Shi's other hand had already pulled out the pistol on his vest, put it on his head, and pulled the trigger again and again.

The small-caliber bullet couldn't even penetrate his skull, but the violent impact of the bullet was not inferior to the penetrating injury, and he was completely stunned for a moment, not knowing if the brain slurry had been shaken out.

"Let go!"

Huai Shi pulled out the sacrificial knife he was holding in his hand, and slashed it down, and when the blade broke through the air, a pale essembra fire burned in his hand, and the weight of the axe was applied to the blade, and one of his arms was cut off with a stagger, and then the blade was pulled out and slashed again.

Simply cut off both of his arms.

After absorbing the blood, the mutilated sacrificial knife was quickly repaired, and it was restored to its original bright appearance from the tattered bronze scrap iron, as if it had just been baked, and even began to be dishonest, trying to absorb the essentia of Huai Shi.

"Swallow my essentia? are you kidding?"

Huai Shi was amused, you dare to suck even my negative energy making machine? Little brother, are you mistaken?

He directly re-sourced the ashes and then poured a large amount of heart poison into them, so that this could be sucked enough.

At first, it swallowed heavily, and tried to stop when it felt wrong, but it was grabbed by the captive hand and poured violently. It was like pouring chili pepper water, and I drank it happily.

Eventually, the blade shook violently, and it made a wailing sound, as if begging for mercy.

The pure negative energy and the poison of death that is purer than that seem to have tossed it enough, and it turned into a gray flutter again, and it was caught in Huaishi's hands like a grandson, too honest to be good.

When the inside is finished, the outside has to be stopped.

Huai Shi lifted the sacrificial knife, turned the blade, and went up to chop at the snake. The terrifying weight imparted by the captive hand was not inferior to that of an axe, and soon, the critter that fell to the ground spasmed and stopped moving.

It can only be said that the tiger fell to Pingyang, and after the gold-level master who was originally enough to beat Huai Shi in a head-to-head duel was served by missiles and incendiary bombs in turn, he was beaten violently by Huai Shi, and even shoveled off the three horns on his head under the instigation of the crow secretly.

It's worth a lot of money.

The toxin essence of the snake stigmata is all in it, and with a little refinement, it can be made into an antidote against most neurotoxins.

"I guess it can be sold for tens of thousands. The crow paused, then added a unit: "One gram." ”

After listening, Huai Shi, who was still a little hesitant, decisively took the risk.

Good stuff!

This kind of high-level sublimator is really full of treasures!

After Huai Shi finished his work, the suppression troops who had been waiting around for a long time rushed up and put layers of shackles on the dying snake on the ground.

First the shackles that bound the flesh, then the explosive collar that blocked the stigma, and then several tubes of red and green flower medicine were directly injected into the carotid artery through the injection gun, and in the end, a nail of seven or eight centimeters was directly driven into the root of the neck, and the corners of Huai Shi's eyes jumped wildly.

Do you want to be so ruthless?

The macho brothers of the suppression force all looked calm, waved their hands and said that this was just a basic operation, and they didn't know if Director Fu wanted to make an example of the chickens and monkeys, and warned themselves a little not to mess around in the current situation.

It seemed that there was just one fish that slipped through the net, and Huai Shi turned around in the ruins again, and this time nothing jumped out and wanted to backstab himself.

Unfortunately, no trace of Wang Hai was found, not even his body.

It stands to reason that his weak chicken, who is not even a sublimator, should have died when the missile exploded, but Huai Shi still had a suspicion in his heart: that guy's life is so hard, he didn't even kill him with red gloves, and now he can't see the body, it's hard to hide somewhere and want to do something.

In the woods in the distance, the crow whistled and looked in the direction of another mountain.

As early as when the missile fell from the sky, the figure that was crawling there and secretly watching had already turned around and left, like an old farmer who stole a watermelon but was bombarded, leaving behind his companions and fleeing frantically, without even looking back.

It can only be said that Wang Hai's ability to talk tightly is much stronger than the conspiracy calculation that is about equal to nothing.

All the while, the crow on the sidelines saw all this, but said nothing. Just shook his wings and dropped a feather.

The feathers fluttered and landed on the bare back of his neck, like diluted ink, dissolving into a sunburn mark.

If a bait is thrown out, what kind of fish can be caught in this quagmire?

It's curious.

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"Well done. ”

Ai Qing calmly glanced at the snake that was put in a cage, "No, it should be said that I caught a big fish." ”

Director Fu looked at the ruins that were burned white, and sighed helplessly, the Astronomical Society called for an air raid and it was cool, but the person who was responsible for cleaning up the scene next was from the special affairs department.

I can only sigh that there are indeed hard-hitting people in this group of guys, otherwise, I won't even be able to find a person who recorded a confession.

I really can't figure out where Ai Qing's hardcore logic in the Russian style came from.

However, thanks to her reckless and drastic decision-making, she managed to avoid a tragic ambush battle, and just looking at the remains of those ghosts at the scene was enough to give a toothache.

Even more troubling than this was: how did so many border xenos appear in the present situation?

These things are enough to fight a head-on encounter with a modern army......

He lit a cigarette irritably, "What the hell are the customs people doing wool?"

"I'd love to give that bunch of waste a little color, but unfortunately, these things have nothing to do with customs. ”

Ai Qing sighed regretfully and came up with a new conjecture: "What if they weren't smuggled across the border, but raised in the present realm?"

"Huh?" Director Fu was stunned for a moment, and then frowned.

If that were the case, it would explain where the money and supplies that the Savior's Church had been looting had gone, and where the privileges they had gained by clinging to the upper echelons had gone to great lengths.

But this also means that the severity of the incident has increased again.

Ironically, for so many years, the shadow of the Savior's Society has been quietly developing in the coastal areas, and the secret service has no knowledge of it, and in the end, it was poked out by a border terrorist organization like Green Day......

It is to be expected that there must be someone in the dark who is constantly covering the lid for them so that they can thrive......

What's even more troubling is that border xenomorphs are not chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep that can thrive by feeding a little grass, and their environmental requirements are even more demanding than some protected animals. Whether it's air, food, or even depth, it can affect their development and growth.

Aside from the Astronomical Society's now closed giant biological testing agency, the Survival Academy, there are very few institutions capable of this ability.

And it just so happens that among them, there is an organization that is known for its ability to breed border aliens......

—The Pure People. ”

Almost moaning, Director Fu rubbed his head and spit out the name: "Damn, this time it's a big deal." Are you sure?"

"Isn't there a ready-made test piece?"

Ai Qing raised her chin and looked at the snake sublimator in the cage, her eyes becoming meaningful: "If it's really those crazy people, you definitely won't be able to ask anything, it's better to use it."

The moment all the people who have returned to purity complete their ascension with external forces, their souls will be branded with the name of their Lord. All that is possessed henceforth, including life and flesh, every drop of blood and a piece of flesh belongs to the ultimate Lord.

In the blessed land of hell, all living creatures, whether believers or messengers, are but reserves, and when they are judged to be worthless, they are the time for the superior to feast on the feast......"

As she spoke, she looked at Director Fu, Director Fu's expression changed, and after a long time, she sighed helplessly and waved her hand: "Whatever you want, I will sign it later." ”

So, Ai Qing retracted her gaze with satisfaction and beckoned to Huai Shi.

Huai Shi, who was fishing next to her, was startled, looked around her, and was instinctively a little uneasy after making sure that Ai Qing was calling herself.

"That old iron...... he didn't want to go over in place, "even if I'm a brick of the Astronomical Society, it's not appropriate to move around every day, right?"

"Don't worry, I won't ask you to go to the soup. ”

Ai Qing pointed to the sacrificial knife in his pocket: "Give me that thing." ”

Huai Shi hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the knife, turned the handle and handed it to her: "Be careful, this thing is very evil." ”

"It's just a D-class border relic, and it's within the range of risk to bear. ”

Ai Qing took out a handkerchief nonchalantly, wrapped it around the handle of the knife, and held it in her hand. After leaving Huai Shi's hand, the thing began to be dishonest again, and it kept shaking and making a low sound that made the scalp tingle.

Ai Qing propped up her crutches in one hand, got up from her wheelchair, and with the knife in the other, she stepped forward with an expressionless face, and through the cage, the blade was nailed into the throat of the Snake Cryer.

Syllable!