A bleeding bullet hole immediately appeared in the air, and even the flesh burned by the bullet could be faintly seen.

The invisible man was completely enraged, and directly rushed up and kicked Cen Qing away.

He also appeared at this moment, took out his dagger and pounced on Xiaohu.

"Fuck, I'll clean you up later!"

The invisible man faintly felt that something was wrong with his wound, but he didn't pay attention to it, and continued to pounce on Xiaohu.

The dagger poked at him fiercely, but was blocked by Erhu with his body.

His back had not yet hardened, so he had been stabbed with the knife, which went straight through the back of his heart.

Xiaohu roared in despair, got up and stuffed the pocket gun into the mouth of the invisible man who couldn't move.

He fired several shots in a row, and he kept pulling the trigger until the bullets were finished.

"Ahhhh

Luo Xiaojiu had already collapsed weakly to the ground, and what Cen Qing secretly told him just now was that when the invisible man was injured and bleeding, he would use his ability to freeze his blood.

He had tried very hard, but he still couldn't stop the invisible man's knife.

He covered his face and fell to his knees crying.

Except for Cen Qing, the best thing for him is Erhu, when he was only a little tall, Erhu always liked to let him ride around on his neck.

At that time, Luo Xiaojiu felt for the first time what it was like to have a father, and he even matched Cen Qing and Erhu.

But now, what did he do, he couldn't save the second tiger.

"I'm a piece of trash, Uncle Erhu... I'm sorry..."

He was on the verge of a breakdown.

Cen Qing saw that the surrounding dark matter was frantically pouring into Luo Xiaojiu's body, and even the black blood flowing from Erhu's body also emitted dark matter and poured into his body together.

Luo Xiaojiu's body suddenly rose up and turned into the appearance of a real teenager.

His pupils were also dyed black, which made Cen Qing tremble, and hurriedly shouted his name: "Xiao Jiu! What are you doing! Be sober!"

The blackness in Luo Xiaojiu's eyes quickly faded, and he looked at his hand blankly.

Then he grabbed the void in the direction of Brother Zhao and them, and the bodies of the three people were twisted and folded by the air together, and finally exploded into a pool of blood in the air.

The invisible man, who had long since died, was also turned into a pool of blood.

Xiaohu knelt on the ground, kept pounding the blood on the ground, and tears fell into the heap of blood, without causing any waves.

He was already covered with blood, but he didn't realize it, crying for his brother.

Brother Zhao and the fat man were also splashed with blood, staring at Luo Xiaojiu with stunned faces.

He suddenly fainted.

Cen Qing anxiously rushed over to catch him, Luo Xiaojiu was almost an adult now, she didn't catch it at all, and fell down with him.

But he landed on the ground first, and he was willing to be a meat pad for him.

...

In the distance, a man in a black robe suddenly opened his eyes and said to the two people next to him, "They are dead." ”

This is the territory of the ninja squad, led by a pair of brothers and sisters, the two people in the black robes who are talking.

The Invisible, along with all three, are from the ninja squad.

And the black-robed man has the ability to sense the abilities that have been marked by him, so he feels that the two strong people in the team are dead, and his face is very ugly.

"Actually dead? Looks like the Prophet is quite strong. ”

The elder brother Buguang spoke, wearing a small black suit with a funny red bow tied around his neck.

This nondescript dress is very similar to the Lolita sister Buming who is wearing a black Lolita and a princess hat of the same color on her head.

The younger sister did not speak, but the elder brother picked up again as if talking to himself: "Ah, then there is no way, let's go and approach the prophet ourselves." ”

"Well, they're just rubbish, not as good as my lovely sister, it's really cheap for them to die. ”

"Hahahaha, I think so too, then please, my princess majesty. ”

Buguang stretched out his white-gloved hand and bent down to make an inviting gesture.

Bu Ming stiffly pulled the corners of his mouth, but his sweet little face had a malicious smile, and he put his little hand into his brother's palm.

The black-robed man was sweating profusely and looked at the strange behavior of the brother and sister, didn't dare to make a sound, and watched the two of them, one tall and one short, walking out.

There were only a few of them in their team, and now that the brother and sister had left, he was the only one left in the base.

The black-robed man didn't want to serve these two moody siblings for a long time, and when they left, he took all the supplies here and went to the other teams. With his ability, he will definitely be able to live better in other places!

Just thinking about it made his heart itch.

The elder brother turned his head with a smile on his face, and turned sideways as if listening to something.

"Well, yes, let's teach this guy a lesson. ”

Out of nowhere, he took out a knife and threw it violently, nailing the black-robed man to the ground.

He took his sister and continued to walk forward, without looking back, ignoring the corpse behind him.

...

Brother Zhao obviously had some other thoughts about Luo Xiaojiu's sudden outburst, and he looked at him suspiciously as he fainted.

Cen Qing's heart skipped a beat when he looked at him, and he hesitated to confess to him.

But Brother Zhao just watched it for a while, and then followed the fat man to comfort Xiaohu.

Cen Qinggang breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't look back and said, "Is Luo Xiaojiu's physique a little special?"

"Ahh That..."Cen Qing stammered speechless, racking his brains to make up reasons.

Brother Zhao said again: "Otherwise, you, a prophet, wouldn't have to adopt him?"

After speaking, he didn't care about them anymore, leaving Cen Qing alone in the same place scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks.

"Xiaohu, let's mourn. ”

The fat man knelt on one knee, the same pain.

The five of them have known each other for more than two years, experienced life and death together, and drank the strongest wine in the grassland together. It's not a relative, but it's better than a relative.

Although they are all characters who are obsessed with their identities, they are not as ruthless and unrighteous as Cen Qing thought at first, on the contrary, the men who shed blood without tears sincerely leave tears that are more precious than diamonds.

Erhu usually has no positive shape, but he has the best relationship with several other people.

At this moment, his cold body was lying here, and Brother Zhao couldn't hold back, he didn't know how many years he hadn't cried, but now a hot tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

Xiaohu's voice is already hoarse, and his only relative is gone.

How can this be no wonder that he only hates not to die!

"Captain, I don't have a brother anymore..."

Xiaohu knelt and crawled forward a few steps, tightly clutching Brother Zhao's trouser leg, leaning on him with a bloody face.

Brother Zhao squatted down, pressed his hand tightly on his shoulder, and said in a calm voice: "In the future, I and the fat man will be your brother." ”