The current time is 3:00 a.m. on the eighth day, in front of the unfinished sea-crossing bridge in Yuqingchuan District, East District of Sisyada City, and the sleeping person is standing in front of the members of the Twelve Stars. The members who have fought with him hate him so much that everyone wants to kill him with their own hands, and the most motivated among them is that Mao Xiyuan. However, the weak man intervened to stop them and told them to retreat first, intending to fight the sleeping man himself.

"That woman can't stay!"

At this time, Shen Sleep had a murderous intent, and rushed into several of them with a jet knife in his hand, which shocked everyone. I didn't expect this kid to rush up to his death so quickly, and the security guards who followed him were really worried when they saw his death.

I saw that the sleeping hands were holding the airflow knife and launched a surprise attack towards Mao Xiyuan, but he was intercepted by the sick man, he was the sick dragon among the twelve stars - Ai!

The sleeping airflow knife was blocked by Ai's slender soft sword, and the sleeping power of the stalemate was not dominant and could not cause damage to Mao Xiyuan.

"This kid is trying to kill me?"

Mao Xiyuan's red eyes widened, and he stared at him incredulously. Then, several hard feathers stabbed the sleeping wrists and thighs. Mao Xiyuan also came back to his senses, and kicked the sleeping sleep out when he got up.

"I want to talk to this kid alone, please restrain your desire to make a move as much as possible!"

The expression on Ai's face was gloomy, and the look was a warning.

"Understood, let's retreat quickly. ”

"You don't want to leave!"

Shen Sleep, who was kicked to the side, saw that Mao Xiyuan was leaving, and hurriedly got up to attack, but was blocked by Ai.

"I'm strong, don't die easily!"

Sleeping looked at the man with some annoyance, raised his left hand high, and swung his sword at him.

"Damn it!"

Sleep turned over to dodge Ai's attack and counterattacked with a jet knife, but Ai's attack method was quite monotonous compared to the other twelve stars, and the soft sword was rare but not as strong as expected. After a few rounds of confrontation with him, trouble arose, and a feeling of weakness invaded his body.

"You hurt Cheeto, how should I settle this account with you?"

Echo didn't miss the moment, the blade of the sword slicing through the sleeping cheek like a snake. He was a little dizzy in front of his eyes, lost his center of gravity, and staggered back, and when he froze and wanted to gather the airflow knife again, the energy in his whole body could no longer support him to gather enough airflow, which was caused by the high-load battle just now.

Seeing that the air flow that could be mobilized was getting less and less, the body began to disobey the call, and the legs began to weaken. I obviously expected this kind of thing to happen in advance, why did I run to die?

The blade of the sword cut through his shirt, and Ai didn't want to kill him directly, but toyed with him.

The palms of his hands couldn't even gather a decent airflow, and the muscles of his forearms had already begun to twitch. The breathing had become heavy, and the air flow had become completely uncontrollable. He looked up, Ai's originally weak body had become so tall in front of him, he wanted to get back up, but his legs were no longer obedient.

"Let's go, let's move! I'm going to die!"

The security guards hiding in the distance noticed the danger, and they all held their breath and sweated for their sleep. One of them raised his sniper rifle and aimed it at Ai, but he never made up his mind to shoot. He also picked up a life from Ai's hand, he had just seen the horror of Ai's strength on the street, he didn't dare to pull the trigger, he understood that if he pulled the trigger at this time, he would definitely die. He hesitated, as a security guard he couldn't watch sleeping and die in front of his eyes, but the desire to survive made him unable to choose suicide.

The struggle brought tears to the eyes of the seven-foot man, and he didn't shoot in the end. I closed my eyes and didn't look at everything, but silently hoped in my heart that he would be able to stand up and fight back.

He is not the only one who has such emotions, but the other security guards are also pinning their hopes on Shen Sleep, hoping that he can stand up beyond the limit and fight back, and they all silently make a wish in their hearts.

His sleeping body was so tired that he couldn't resist and had to be slaughtered, he remembered something, and then took out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at Ai, and then pulled the trigger hard.

This was his last hope, the pistol he had received at the security meeting the night before the opening of the fair, and he had always carried it with him, and he never thought that it would come in handy at this time.

He pulled the trigger with the last of his strength, one, two......

The bullet burst out of the chamber and sparked, and the recoil shattered his wrist. He closed his eyes and fired indiscriminately in front of him, and he didn't know how many shots he fired, but if it wasn't for the close proximity of the target, he was afraid that he would not have been able to hit even a single shot. In the end, there were no bullets, and he kept pulling the trigger until the last of his strength was exhausted, his hand hung down, and the gun fell to the ground with a clatter.

Each bullet pierced Ai's body, leaving bullet holes in his body, and one of the twelve bullet holes was no less. Instead of bleeding from the bullet holes, purple smoke erupted.

Sleeping opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and it was also incredible that there were those security guards who were guarding in the distance. The attack didn't work, and Shen Sleep began to despair, and he realized that the purple smoke around him was the same as the smoke that he had warned of danger in the city just now.

The gloom also hung over the group

Sleeping, I felt my head begin to swell as if it was about to crack, my lungs began to burn, and a stream of acid gushed out of my throat, but there were only a few retching and dry coughs, and I vomited bloody spit, and my whole body began to tremble, and my head shook involuntarily, and my vision became more and more blurry, and my eyes gradually became dull.

It wasn't until he died that he understood why he rushed to the battlefield desperately, because of the stimulation of Eight Yuzhuo's words, he wanted to prove himself. But is it just because of these? He couldn't figure out the specific motive, he was afraid of dying, he was afraid of losing everything, he was afraid of leaving this world, he was afraid of losing his brother, he didn't see his brother until he died, and his sister who had just been reunited.

"I don't want to die!"

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't reach out to wipe them

Somehow, as soon as the desperate thoughts arise, the brain begins to strike, and even the desperate thoughts are lost.

Ai stood in front of him and looked at his sluggish appearance, dangling the soft sword above his head.

His sleeping consciousness became blurred, he lost the ability to resist, even despair disappeared, and his mind became unable to think of anything.

"This is my last mercy!"

Ai's soft sword blade stabbed towards the sleeping Celestial Spirit Cover, sleeping like a puppet and unresponsive.

The earth trembled, and an iron dragon streaked across the sky and let out a roar.