How many come, how many kill!

Suddenly, Lao Huang's heart trembled, and he suddenly looked at Lin Xiao.

Inadvertently, this boy is no longer a little kid who follows him, he has really changed.

Lao Huang clearly remembers that Lin Xiao was a shipper when he was a child, holding food in his hand when he walked, and when he was running, his pocket was full of food, even when he was asleep, he had food in his mouth.

Maybe it's the shadow left by the time of wandering, Lin Xiao is typically a foodie.

However, Lin Xiao has grown up and really changed.

The 18-year-old killer king, in order to save him, he did not hesitate to break into the West Asian concentration camp.

This is the concentration camp in West Asia, the birthplace of the Killer King, and it is also known as the place where the Killer King ended.

The foodie in the past has now become a decisive and resolute killer king.

Who is Gareth?

One of the twelve paladins of the Vatican, the king of double killing, born with infinite strength and ruthlessness, the number of people who died at his hands was no less than three digits, and a master who killed people without blinking.

As a result, Lin Xiao broke his neck alive and blasted his head with a punch to save Hong.

Under his protection, Lin Xiao has unknowingly grown into a towering tree.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, there is something going on in China, I came late and made you suffer." ”

Suddenly, Lao Huang burst into tears, and a stream of blood surged into his chest.

He has never been married in his life, has no children and no daughters, and has long regarded Lin Xiao as a son, a brother, and his own relative.

He cared about Lin Xiao and hoped that Lin Xiao would live well, so when Lin Xiao was bullied as a child, he practiced the other party's bodyguards to beat him.

This time, he was ready to die, because this was the notorious West Asian concentration camp, and even if the Killer King came in, there was no chance of survival.

At this moment, Lao Huang held Lin Xiao with trembling hands, unable to say a word.

Gerant's whistle silently retreated to the door, but he didn't leave.

He took a deep breath and stabilized his mind, the other party's killing momentum was too terrifying, just like a stormy wave, which might subvert him at this moment, he knew that a person was not Lin Xiao's opponent.

In a life-and-death struggle, Geraint's Western sword is extremely fast, and it is indeed a little stronger than Gareth, but he does not have the confidence to defeat the other party alone.

Even if it was a victory, it could be a pyrrhic victory, and Geraint didn't want that outcome.

In the message, I still underestimated the other party, and the other party was obviously the top soldier king, at least the top 20.

Geraint took a deep breath, he had stabilized, so many life and death struggles, he could stay alive all the time, relying on strength, and on the other hand, his heart.

Lin Xiao is powerful, but what can he do?

This is his territory, a concentration camp in West Asia, heavily guarded and full of masters.

He is not in a hurry, the prey needs to play slowly to be interesting, anyway, Lin Xiao is also poisoned, he knows very well the poison on the sword, as long as he waits until the poison attacks, Lin Xiao is not at his mercy.

Geraint smiled and walked out.

The game of cat and mouse has just begun.

Lao Huang listened to Geraint's cold laughter, and said anxiously: "Follow him, he must have invited helpers." ”

Lin Xiao quickly left the room with Lao Huang, but instead of chasing Geraint, he found the place where the switch was turned on in the corridor, snapped, and turned off all the switches in the room.

Suddenly, there was darkness all around.

Lin Xiao held Lao Huang's hand tightly and said firmly: "Believe me, I am the king of soldiers, and I will definitely take you out of here alive." ”

Lao Huang suddenly calmed down.

That's right, Lin Xiao is no longer a little kid who still wants his protection, but a killer soldier king who terrifies the enemy.

Eye of the Golden Eagle!

Lin Xiao focused his attention on his eyes, and suddenly, the pupils of his eyes began to widen, and they glowed with cold light, like a pair of golden eagle eyes.

Golden eagles can have night vision.

Suddenly, the dark surroundings slowly brightened, and in Lin Xiao's eagle eyes, it was like day.

Lin Xiao hugged Lao Huang and kicked the ground with both feet, like an arrow off the string, and rushed out.

Isn't this guy afraid of bumping?

Lao Huang's heart suddenly rose to his voice, this is pitch black, such a fast speed, if he hits the wall, this is tantamount to suicide.

However, Lao Huang soon discovered that Lin Xiao had turned several corners in a row while holding him, completely unaffected by the darkness, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, Lao Huang's heart came up again.

Although Lao Huang couldn't see it, he could feel that after Lin Xiao turned a few corners, he actually walked inside.

"It's deadly!"

Lao Huang swallowed his saliva, and a huge wave set off in his heart.

As a palace-level killer, of course he knew that the more dangerous the place, the safer, but this was also a concentration camp in West Asia.

Stay here for a second longer and the danger will double.

But he knew that at this moment, don't ask anything, the boy he once guarded has grown up.

And at this moment, in the entire West Asia training camp, the beeping alarm sounded loudly.

"Quick, quick!"

Stampede, the rhythm of the footsteps was strong, and a group of Vatican soldiers rushed out, fully armed.

They left to build up a defensive offensive in the training camp, but, soon, a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

"What about people?"

Patrolling the perimeter of the barracks, they found no enemy.

In the crowd, a man with a height of 190 and a fierce appearance, exuding a monstrous murderous aura all over his body, with a hideous face and a fierce face, roared angrily: "Stand in place." ”

All soldiers were immediately put on guard.

The hideous-looking soldier looked around, and when his eyes fell on Gate 3, a figure rushed out of it like lightning, it was Geraint.

The hideous-looking soldier strode up to Geraint and asked, "Lord Geraint, where is my commander?" ”

Earlier, he had seen Gareth and Geraint enter Gate 3 together, only to see Jaylant rushing out now.

"This idiot was killed for carelessness." Geraint said angrily, "Earth Ugly Star, how many of you are here?" ”

He's dead?

The ugly stared at Geraint and rushed towards Geraint.

No one can insult the Lords here, not even the Paladins.

However, as soon as he wanted to make a move, the Western sword in Geraint's hand moved, and he pointed it at his neck and said indifferently: "I'm also sorry, it's true that the training camp here is your territory, but the hunter is very cunning." ”

The needle of the Western sword was less than a centimeter from his throat, and the ugly star had to stop, the green tendons on his neck bulging, and stared at Geraint fiercely.

After a moment, the Earth Ugly Star said coldly, "My leader is dead, why are you here?" ”

"I said that death is death, but don't worry, the murderer is still underground, and he can't run, I'll go and inform the paladin, I haven't seen a good show for a long time, and you, the Earth Ugly Star, with your seventy-two Earth Evil Star, no, 9 people have died, immediately go after the enemy, hopefully, you can have a chance to take revenge." Geraint snorted coldly.

Earth Ugly Star snorted coldly, unintentionally screaming at the sarcasm in Jaylan's words, and yelled behind him: "Our leader is dead, do you believe it or not? ”

"I don't believe it."

The Earth Ugly Star roared, "Then follow me into the tunnels and see how our leader breaks the enemy's neck." ”

Swish!

Earth Ugly Star, with heavily armed soldiers, slammed into Gate 3, and he remembered that Gareth had entered through this gate before.

Geraint reminded, "He's in room 301 on the third basement floor. ”

Geraint watched the crowd frantically rush into Door 3, smiled indifferently, and picked up the phone from his pocket.

And at the moment, three basement floors, room 305.

Badly wounded and dying, Vidocq looked around in the darkness suspiciously, thinking he was dead.

"Brother, are you there?" Victor shouted weakly.

But there was silence all around, there was no movement at all, and Victor's face couldn't help but show a hint of amusement.

"How can I trust a stranger casually, and this is a concentration camp in West Asia, even if he has the heart to me, he doesn't have the ability!"

Victor took a deep breath and despaired.

Victor felt his heartbeat slowly begin to slow down, this was the rhythm of fainting, perhaps, after fainting this time, he would never wake up again.

In a daze, Victor seemed to see his beautiful wife waving to him, and the smile of his lovely daughter......

"It would be nice to see them again, but unfortunately, there is no chance." Victor shook his head unwillingly, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a bang, the door was kicked open, and a voice rang out.

"I said I'd take you away."