Chapter 6 Changing Goals

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Subsequently, Zuo Dao picked up the mask of the mirror face from the pile of ashes with his bare hands, although he was burned to the ground, but he couldn't discourage his determination to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Zuo Dao put the mask of the mirror face flat on the ground, and the whole person jumped on it and stepped on it wildly, but he didn't expect it to be so full for more than a minute, but it was not broken.

"Hún egg, could it be that the net alloy can also be made into a mirror?" Zuo Dao said angrily.

"The whole body of the person has been completely reduced to ashes, why do you insist on destroying this mask?" Feng Xie smiled, "Can he still be resurrected through the mask?"

"Have you seen Friday the 13th?" asked Zuo Dao.

"What episode? This thing seems to have been filmed for more than 30 episodes, right? And the producers stopped naming sequels by numbers a long time ago, giving people the feeling that they were a little embarrassed because they had filmed so many episodes. Feng Xie replied.

"What's the episode? whatever the episode is, it's his own body!" Zuo Dao said confidently, still stepping on the mirror mask.

"The mask is the body, what is the machete...... Feng Xie seems to like to raise the bar with Zuo Dao: "I said, you better forget it, if his clothes are made of special materials, then the mask must also be special, and the materials that my fire can't burn in, how can it be broken by you." ”

"His nickname is Mirror Face, how can I rest assured if I don't destroy this mask?" Zuo Dao squatted down, attached the magic sword to his hand like a kitchen knife, and chopped and chopped the mask, but there was still not a crack.

"Hey...... That's it...... He also calls himself a Taoist ......," Feng Xie sighed.

On the other side, the blood lord looked at the gambling snake and asked, "So, there are no monsters or others breaking into the battlefield until now, is it because you blocked them all outside?"

The gambling snake replied, "If you mean a human being...... There was no one nearby who dared to come over except for us. He raised his head, his eyes seemed to be observing something, "As for the mutated monsters, there are many outside the range of your battle, and they are far away from you and the mirror face out of the most primitive instincts of creatures, and they dare not take half a step beyond the thunder pool. ”

"Hmph...... Can you even speculate on what is going on in the monster's head?" the blood owl sneered.

"It's not surprising, do gazelles approach a fighting lion, do lions approach a fighting dragon? Humans are creatures, and my instinct tells me not to go near your battlefield. You and Mirrorface are no longer beasts, but ghosts, and as long as they are alive, any creature that can sense your presence will not be happy to come to you. The gambling snake said coldly.

"You're a very humble man. The blood lord said that he did not feel any signs of lying from the gambling snake, nor did he perceive fear or flattery, which shows that the gambling snake is commenting on this matter very objectively, and he also has a very clear positioning of his own strength.

"Two masters!" Zuo Dao walked over with a mirror mask, and after his toss, the mask had also returned to normal temperature: "Which of you can destroy this?"

The blood lord listened to the noisy sound of the left road next to him and the complaining of Feng Xie, and he was already a little annoyed, he snatched the mask with one hand, threw it into the distant sky, and disappeared......

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Zuo Dao raised his hands forty-five degrees in that direction, making a begging gesture: "It's not broken yet." ”

"You can go and get it back, send it to me, and then I'll give you a bone and throw it again. Blood Stalker said.

............

At the same time, the east bank of the city, near the coastline.

"It's really ugly to lose, Lei Huo, he was beaten like this, and his partner was almost killed. A bald-headed middle-aged man walked up to Lei Huo, like Dixter, this man was also dressed in a black suit that was standard for front-line cadres, and at the moment he was still holding a tǐng-sized stone in his hand, and while talking, this guy actually brought the stone to his mouth, took a bite like eating fruit, chewed it and swallowed it.

Lei Huo was treating his wounds at this time, and when he heard the voice of the opposite, he knew who it was, and he replied without raising his head: "Do you believe that I threw you into the sea?"

"Huh...... Even if you could, I wouldn't drown. The other party replied: "Oh, by the way, when it comes to the sea and the Hell Island incident, weren't you just thrown in and rescued like a water dog?"

Lei Huo's wound was cracked at that time, and he got up and grabbed the man's neckline: "Your orangutan mouth really stinks......"

"Thunderfire, sit down. Another voice rang out, an old man with white hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a kind face that looked a lot like that of some officer who was known for his research and development of fried jī.

"King Kong, you'd better shut up, or I'll weld your mouth shut. Then he said to the brother who gnawed the stone.

"Mr. Berg, the last time the Thunder Fire Power Plant was paralyzed, I said he was unreliable. You see, this time he's messed things up again. King Kong then took a bite of the stone and complained.

"Those are two different things. "The problem with the power plant is that the lightning fire is not properly handled. But what he did just now, there was nothing wrong with what he did, and it was not a dereliction of duty. He paused: "It's normal to lose, there are too many powerful people in this world, and failure at one time and one place doesn't mean anything." ”

To others, this was to be speaking for Lei Huo, but in terms of Lei Huo's own xìng grid, it sounded very harsh, and he said unconvinced: "I will soon find that mirror-faced ...... shame"

When King Kong heard this, he seemed to taunt him twice, but he was stopped by Berg with his eyes, and he swallowed back the words that came to his lips in a daze.

"Now that the Blood Lords of the Cross have appeared, it is obviously unwise for us to continue to hunt down Mirror Face and fight for the fragments. Berg got to the point: "The people in that organization are crazy, and I have to admit that they are all strong, and their activity on the world stage in the past few months is also obvious to all." If there is a direct conflict with a person like the blood lord, we can't get any bargain, so we might as well give him the mirror face. He paused at this point: "We can just take advantage of this situation to have a conversation with our superiors and cancel the 'pursuit' operation."

At this very moment, the pollution is worsening, the danger of mutant organisms is expanding, our wounded are increasing, our combatants are decreasing, and supplies are insufficient...... It's long overdue for us to shift our goals, and now it's a matter of survival. ”