Gajiru Hogan was desperately fleeing to the bottom of the snake mountain, the white hurricane was getting bigger and bigger behind him, and the scope of influence was getting wider and wider, and from time to time some unlucky people were just grazed by some of the loss that shot out of the hurricane, and half of their bodies were directly gone.

But perhaps Gajiru was lucky not to be hit, and occasionally passed by death.

Gajiru is a standard Hydra League elite gangster, and even his growth trajectory is unparalleled.

When he was young, he ate a hundred schools, and when he was young, he mixed with black, and then with his tenacious vitality and ruthlessness to join the Hydra Alliance, and finally relied on a lot of luck, and finally became an elite gangster with a certain status.

Perhaps since he was born to his mother, who was a prostitute, in the big dung pit of Crane City, Gajiru has been doomed to his current fate.

Gajiru didn't think there was anything wrong with it, after all, so many people came here anyway.

The knife licks the blood, and the day is a day.

Instead of dying in the toilet at birth, not dying of a knife or arrow when he was of low status, not leaving a particularly fatal wound, not having a physical disability, Gajiru is now much better than most of his kind.

Maybe with a little luck, Gajiru can still find a wife, give birth to a little bastard who doesn't know if he is related by blood, and then raise him to become a big bastard, and finally barely have a 'happy' old age.

It's just that the good luck that has been going on seems to be finally coming to an end.

In the middle of the night, when he was ordered to get up from the woman's belly and came to Snake Mountain to defend it, Gajiru did not expect that he would face such a monster head-on.

A monster that runs faster than a car and has skin harder than a tank, like the mythical Bronze Demon.

No amount of steel, no bullets, no artillery fire, none of them stopped the intruder.

The first and second lines of defense were broken through in half a minute, and the defenders above were slaughtered, including even the best friend who had just been talking to him about how women are fun.

The automatic fire control line that had been laid out at great expense was also a waste product, and it was destroyed in no time after only a split second of delay.

To be honest, when he saw that the fire control line was broken through in an instant, in addition to fear, the first thought in Gajiru's mind was - that's it, it would be better to send money to everyone to use to have an imparty.

It's not that Gajiru doesn't know about the existence of warriors, after all, the three leaders of the Hydra Alliance are powerful warriors.

But with his poor brain, no matter how strong the so-called martial artist is, he imagines that he is just a little faster at wielding a knife, a little higher in defense, and a little stronger in strength, and it is great to be able to resist a few small pistol bullets at most.

It's not that Gajiru hasn't killed the so-called warriors, and the Ming Jin warriors can't carry ten watermelon knives, even the stronger dark warriors, as long as they use lime, hostages, and pistols, it is slightly more difficult to kill.

What is the result?

Filming?

A person kills from beginning to end with a knife, leaving no grass everywhere he passes, and blood is all over the ground, those sci-fi films don't dare to use such an exaggerated setting in order to pass the review!

Therefore, when he found that the enemy was incapacitated, Gajiru ran very fast, and began to run quietly backwards when the automatic fire control line was not breached, and by the time everyone started running, he had already quietly run along the path.

Even when the others stopped a little because of the searchlight that had gathered together, Gajiru was one of the few people who didn't stop.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Gajiru was able to survive - if any decision is not decisive, as the frontline defender of the third line of defense, he will probably become a piece of blood.

was either hacked to death by hand, or was affected by a huge storm, and died very characteristic of horror films.

The thunderous sound of the battle behind him finally stopped, and Gajiru, who had been running at a hundred-second sprint speed for several minutes with all his might, was also exhausted, resting on the side of the road, looking around, trying to find a means of transportation.

Gajiru, who didn't even hear the cheers, could understand that the Hydra Alliance must be finished, and now he had to think about himself.

It's definitely not safe here, and with the personality of the breacher when he broke through the defenses, if he can't escape from Snake Mountain and blend into Crane City before he finds him, he doesn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.

"I remember hiding a bicycle here."

Gajiru regained a little strength, and immediately groped around by the light of his searchlight, looking for the vehicle he had once hidden.

As a movie lover, Gajiru had long been mentally prepared for the day when the standard underworld forces of the Hydra Alliance would perish.

If it weren't for the leaders' forced regulations, all the vehicles would have to be placed in a fixed place and killed directly if they were discovered, and Gajiru would have to hide a motorcycle full of fuel and be ready to flee for his life at any time.

Anyway, the investment is not high, if you really use it, it will be a life.

Soon, Gajiru found a bicycle in the grass, and as he straightened it and rode it, screams began to be heard from the top of the snake mountain.

The emotion behind these screams sounded familiar—a scream that could only be uttered when humans were on the verge of death.

"Damn, if you really continue to clear the field, can't you spare us a dog's life? Slow down, slow down! ”

He couldn't take any more rest, just like he had used to take some drugs, Gajiru skillfully pumped adrenaline into his veins, and a strong sense of strength filled his body, and he immediately got on his bicycle and ran down the path down the mountain.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes......

The screams on the mountain had become sparse, the destroyed lines of defense were visible, and under the stimulation of adrenaline and the fear of death, Gajiru rode down the mountain at a speed no less than that of a motor vehicle.

The breaches in the destroyed defensive line cast a few lights, like hope, and the desire to survive has never been higher.

Gajiru's speed became faster and faster, as if his body was flying high, and his whole body was numb, and there was an incomparable pleasure.

"The last one, running quite fast, this, should be able to use it like this......" Like a demon's whisper, a voice that had only been heard once, but could not be forgotten at all, sounded in his ears, Gajiru subconsciously turned his head, but the consciousness had just been transmitted to his brain, and his head had not had time to turn.

A tingling pain came from the back, the body became paralyzed, and the whole person flew directly high, flying higher and higher.

Damn, if only I had played that woman to death before I came, so I would break Elta's record of nine women to death.

At the moment when his head hit the ground and he faced death, Gajiru had no regrets, only the purest malice occupied his entire mind......