pocket rate palace

Chapter 78
"Are these guys still human?" Wang Anyuan frowned as he watched from above. He had never seen such a bloody scene in a movie.

At this time, the middle-aged man was almost dead.The tuberculosis man's confidants have been staring at him all the time, he managed to survive after emptying a magazine, and now it seems that he is about to become a monster's meal.

"Hurry up, don't let everyone die, you have to keep someone alive." Nangong didn't seem to feel the slightest discomfort with the current scene, and he watched it with great interest, and didn't forget to urge Wang Anyuan.

She turned her head to look, and Wang Anyuan was no longer around her.

The middle-aged man ran into a dead end with a solid wall behind him.He looked at the confidant of the tuberculosis man in front of him who had been shot by him more than twenty times, and even his brains were dripping on his face, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He looked around, with despair in his eyes, but the expression on his face calmed down.He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it near his mouth, lit it with his right hand, the hand that lit the fire was still trembling slightly.

"Fuck your mother, I'm unlucky enough to meet you monsters." The middle-aged man took a deep breath of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and cursed fiercely.

The confidants got closer and closer, the blood around the mouth and the bloody red eyeballs were clearly visible.The middle-aged man pulled out a dagger from his waist, looked at him and sneered, "Come on, let me see how capable you monster is."

The confidant's subordinate opened his mouth and let out a deep roar, his eyes flashed red, and he rushed forward.

So fast, the middle-aged man was startled.He couldn't see the monster's movements clearly at all, he could barely see a gray shadow flashing in front of his eyes.

Fuck, fight.The middle-aged man swiped hard in front of him with a dagger.It seemed to have touched something hard, and the next moment, the monster screamed and flew upside down.

The middle-aged man was startled suddenly, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw that the monster's arms were broken at the elbow, and it was rolling on the ground in embarrassment.

My dear, it turns out that I am so powerful.The middle-aged man was surprised and delighted and soon became proud.He weighed the dagger in his hand and was about to go up and make a few more cuts, when suddenly there were two or three miserable cries in his ears.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look, and saw a pale golden streamer appearing on the field, shuttling back and forth among the monsters feasting on human flesh with great spirituality.Every time the light golden streamer passed a monster, the limbs of that monster fell off without warning, and the incision was extremely smooth.

But for a moment, all the monsters were cut to death.

It turned out not to be my job.The middle-aged man quickly shrank his neck, and his eager heart became honest again.

From the moment the pale golden streamer appeared, the tuberculous man's complexion began to change drastically.He completely ignored his men, turned around, jumped into a car and drove out of the factory.

At this time, a tall figure descended from the roof of the factory.Just when the figure was about to fall to the ground, Pale Gold Liuguang flew to his feet in a circle, carrying him to chase outside.

Will it still fly? !The middle-aged man's eyeballs were almost visible.He has learned a lot today, a monster who is not afraid of bullets and can eat people, a man with a sharp streamer who can fly, this world is too dangerous and he needs to be quiet.

The middle-aged man looked at the howling monsters all over the ground, swallowed carefully, and was about to slip away quietly, when a palm lightly patted his shoulder.

"It's so easy to keep alive, how can I let you run away." The middle-aged man looked back, and he was a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms.The next moment, he felt a tightness on the back of his neck, and he was moved quickly by someone's hand.

Wang Anyuan stepped on the flying sword and chased after the fleeing car.His sword escape technique is very fast, the distance between the two is constantly shortening, and he can be caught up soon without accident.

At this moment, the jade pendant on Wang Anyuan's chest glowed white, and Nangong's voice sounded in his mind: "Wang Anyuan, stop him quickly. There are passers-by one kilometer ahead, don't let them know our existence."

Wang Anyuan's expression turned serious, and he replied in a deep voice, "Understood."

His eyes were fixed on the car, his thoughts turned quickly, and he had an idea in an instant.

Wang Anyuan slowly lowered the flying sword, and soon it was almost as high as the car.He took a deep breath, added a "Wind Control Technique" to himself, and jumped off the flying sword.

Wang Anyuan suddenly increased the output of spiritual power and divine thoughts, the Qingping sword was boosted without the burden of Wang Anyuan's weight, and the speed increased instantly.

The pale golden sword light turned into an indistinct phantom, which swished into the undercarriage of the car.

Relying on the blessing of the Wind Control Technique, Wang Anyuan landed lightly, and then quickly ran towards the car.

At this time.The car made a teeth-piercing sound, and burst into flames with a "boom", rolling and exploding.

The Qingping sword flew out from the flames, and Ruyan returned to Wang Anyuan's palm like returning to its nest, turning and jumping like a fish.

Wang Anyuan slowed down and slowly approached the burning car.

Was it burned?He inspected for a while, but there was no movement in the car, his heart gradually relaxed, and he planned to use Yugui to report the situation to Nangong.

But at the moment when he just relaxed his vigilance, the car in front of him exploded suddenly, and a black shadow was wrapped in the broken iron pieces and splashed mud, and rushed towards Wang Anyuan like lightning.

Wang Anyuan was caught off guard, the speed of this black shadow was too fast.His pupils narrowed sharply, and a sinister figure with a scorched and stinky body was reflected in his pupils. It was the fleeing tuberculosis man.

It turned out that he had been lurking under the mud and waiting for this inevitable attack.

The image of the tuberculosis man changed drastically at this time. He had multiple burns all over his body, and large areas of skin festered, exposing the dark red muscles inside.The teeth are protruding, the eyes are fierce, and the face is ferocious like a ghost.

A long nail grew out of the ten fingers of his hands at some point, shining coldly and sharp as a knife, grabbing straight at Wang Anyuan's head.

If he was grasped firmly by these hands, Wang Anyuan's head would burst like a watermelon in an instant.

Seeing that the tuberculous man's hand was about to touch the tip of Wang Anyuan's eyebrows, Wang Anyuan's scalp was already tingling with sharpness.But the tuberculous man's movements froze suddenly, his expression also froze, and he stood still like a sculpture.

He was clearly close at hand, but he gave up this great opportunity.

Wang Anyuan backed away silently and quickly, pulling the distance between himself and the tuberculosis man far away.He was panting heavily, it was a feeling of survival after a catastrophe.

He raised his eyes to see where the tuberculous man was still deadlocked.But soon, there was only a "chi" sound, just like the sound of tearing a piece of silk.A red line appeared in the center of the tuberculosis man's face, and the red line extended all the way to his chin, Adam's apple, chest...
In the end, the tuberculosis man was neatly cut into two pieces and spread on the ground left and right.

(End of this chapter)