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When Shen Bei was blown away, the flaming fist of the inch-headed man was about to intercept Shen Bei's life in the air.

The Blue Enchantress appears.

She first used an ice wall to float in the air to resist the impact of the flaming fist for Shen Bei.

The next moment, the big man with short hair was not given any chance to react.

He jumped up directly, holding an ice pick, and put the life countdown of the short-haired man on the agenda.

The two landed firmly on the roof of the logistics department.

After two sentences of conversation, Shen Bei's brain seemed to have been hit hard.

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Shen Bei lowered his eyes quietly without saying a word, unconsciously playing with the sniper rifle in his hand, making it difficult to see his emotions at this time.

"You said...you want to give me a head? I don't like this kind of joke. I hope you can be more serious."

Shen Bei said in a very serious tone.

The blue enchantress rolled her hair: "Why, are you pretending to be calm? If you hold up your pants and don't recognize anyone, I won't be surprised."

Shen Bei turned to look at the side face of the blue enchantress, coughed twice, as if he was about to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth tightly.

As if he moved a little uneasily, Shen Bei finally said: "I'm not prepared!"

"If you are prepared, this will not happen."

"It really...makes me...I mean, Ang, am I not worthy?"

The blue enchantress Walan's eyes rolled, and she only glanced at Shen Bei briefly before looking away: "Be confident, you are no worse than anyone else, and your status is not lower than mine now. I saw the right person."

"Hoo~~"

Shen Bei's face became serious, and he glanced at the belly of the blue enchantress. When he looked at her, his eyes gradually became softer, and it almost didn't seem to come from his eyes: "I always stick to the bottom line of being a human being, and I will be responsible."

Pfft~~

The blue enchantress burst into laughter, her arms and legs trembling with laughter, and she even burst into tears: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I can't hold it in anymore, haha."

When Shen Bei saw the blue enchantress's expression, he became extremely angry: "Can I greet you, uncle?"

"random."

"You really...stop joking about this kind of thing!"

"Relax." The blue enchantress's narrow eyes narrowed, she smiled and waved her hand: "Once you hit the soul, do you think you are strong?"

Shen Bei:......

Shen Bei only squeezed out a tone full of resentment from his back molars: "Terrible guy, you are really terrible!"

"Get back to the front quickly!"

The blue enchantress hooked Shen Bei's chin: "You are getting more and more handsome. From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were not a bug."

After saying that, the blue enchantress turned around, curled her lips, jumped up, left the logistics department, and returned to her defensive direction.

Shen Bei tried his best to calm down and swallowed.

I was almost scared to death by the Blue Enchantress.

I thought there was little Shen Bei.

What a joke regardless of the occasion.

Shen Bei observed the battlefield situation again.

The personnel who had just been blown up by the wind pillar became targets in the air for a moment. ,

If they were randomly shot by the enemy or attacked from a distance with supernatural powers, several of them would die before they even hit the ground.

The remaining ones who were lucky enough to survive were also seriously injured by the fall.

Rock, the commander, dragged the seriously injured people back.

This means that Rock is taking command. If someone else... Serious injury equals death.

The front of the Logistics Department is relatively stable, with manpower coming from support to resist.

The left and right sides are relatively weak.

At this time, there was a one-armed man on the left, holding a scimitar. He charged with great momentum. The short scimitar swept across the air. The cold sword light flashed away like thunder and lightning, and a guard's neck It has been cut off by him.

After a successful attack, the one-armed man pursued the victory and stabbed another supporter in the chest.

However, this supporter did not die immediately. Instead, he punched One Arm in the chest with a backhand, like a stone pillar supporting the sky, and the force of the punch was not small.

The hair all over the one-armed man's body suddenly exploded, and he screamed wildly and retreated sharply!

Although the volunteer was seriously injured, he became more courageous and grabbed the one-armed man's hand to attack continuously.

After all, the one-armed man only had one hand. He was caught with one hand, and the scimitar was pierced into the opponent's chest. He couldn't pull it out for a while, and he received several punches in the face.

He was anxious and angry, and was about to cut the soldier in half horizontally, when he heard a huge gunshot.

boom!

A huge gun hole appeared on the one-armed man's forehead.

Phew...

Within the gun hole, masses of black gas actually emerged.

I don't know if this guy has a strong vitality or if he has another trump card. He was shot by Shen Bei, but he was still alive. He just turned his head and glanced at Shen Bei in the distance.

There was a hole in his forehead, and when he stared at it, it was like three eyes were staring at him.

Shen Bei tilted his head slightly, and the crosshair was inserted into the one-armed man's forehead.

"It's not even death..." Shen Bei curled up his lips: "A very interesting power."

"But... don't look death in the eye."

Shen Beigang was about to continue shooting.

"Ouch!"

The one-armed man suddenly roared, shocking everyone's hearts. This was exactly the one-armed man's superpower: the desperate cry.

Launch a roar attack on the target, causing area damage while reducing the main target's will to attack.

At this time, Shen Bei felt a pain in his head, and the next shot could not be fired.

At this moment, the teammate who had been stabbed through the chest by the one-armed man suddenly rushed to the side, kicked open the door of the alcohol sales place, took out a bucket of alcohol from inside, and hit the one-armed man directly, filling the sky High-concentration alcohol splashed everywhere.

"Shen Bei! Shoot!" the supporters screamed sharply.

The sound cheered up Shen Bei, and he finally pulled the trigger. A bullet shot into the one-armed man's body, igniting the alcohol and burning the one-armed man's body with a blazing flame.

The one-armed man howled and struggled wildly. A volunteer on one side picked up the fallen scimitar and slashed at the one-armed man without any plan.

It's true that the swords see blood, and the blood is filled with flames.

The one-armed man turned into a burning man and ran around wildly, but in the end he could not change his fate.

He fell into the blazing flames, his skin and flesh torn apart.

"Pull back! Pull that idiot back!"

Rock hid aside and directed his men, dragging the red-eyed volunteers with blood spurting from their chests away from the battlefield.

The face of the volunteer didn't know whose blood it was. It had dried up under the heat of the flames, like cracked soil on the earth, and looked extremely oozing.

After Rock took care of the wounded, he climbed onto the roof of the logistics department and shouted at Shen Bei: "Damn it, I didn't expect the intensity of the battle here to be much higher than that of Lao Hei."

Shen Bei kept looking at the battlefield on the left: "I said, the real battle is here."

"I'll reimburse you for the bullets." Luo Ke quickly said: "Shoot a few more enemies to reduce the pressure below."

When Shen Bei heard this, he just raised his eyelids lazily: "This is not a problem of bullets, but a problem of too few enemies."

Rock's mind was buzzing and full of questions: "Are you asleep?"

What nonsense!

Are there not enough enemies?

Just as Shen Bei was about to speak, suddenly, an inexplicable black and purple energy came through the air.

Ignoring the armor's mask defense, he drilled directly into Shen Bei's forehead.

His mind suddenly shook, as if a steel needle had suddenly penetrated him. The pain only lasted for a second and then disappeared.

"Huh? Who gave me the power?"

Shen Bei raised his head and looked forward.

But see you.

On the roof about a hundred meters opposite, stood a white man. In addition to a long scar, there were many black spots on his face. The cheeks are fleshless and look like skin and bones.

"Hello from humble Clark."

This man's faint voice floated, like irresistible fate whispering in people's ears: "Shen Bei, you are mine now."

Shen Bei looked at the man opposite him in confusion.

At this time, Clark turned around and raised his arm, as if he was holding a sniper rifle in his arm.

Rock looked at Clark's weird movements and had no idea what the other person was going to do.

But Shen Bei's roar came to his ears: "Get away!"

Rock turned his head and looked back, suddenly startled.

But see you.

Shen Bei actually made the same move as Clark, with the muzzle of the sniper rifle pointed at his forehead!