I Have Possessed the Son of the Villain

Chapter 1070 5 a pun

“Thank you, the exploratory work of Yang Hao will definitely continue anyway.” Yang Hao made a pun and took the knife again.

“Look,” he stiffly raised his left hand and pointed at the god Demon downstairs. Suddenly the gun, the ghost of the small building in the stockade moved in the narrowest way. A few seconds later, the Demon God of Good Fortune at He Jishang Station had already turned north-south, and had just turned his degrees. Yang Hao and the puppeteer stood in front of the window, and the direction of the wooden building under his feet remained unchanged. He turned his back to Yang Hao, He Jishang, here

At that time, he could only turn half of his body to see Yang Hao. She looked down at her feet and did not change color because of fear. Instead, she slowly unfastened her belt, and when the wind blew, the silver ribbon fell down, revealing a straight upward refining knife.

“Can Yang Hao go down?” Holding the glasses, the puppet master suddenly jumped like a zombie, gliding in the air, and slowly landing, standing far away from He Jichang

Yang Hao hesitated and walked slowly down the stairs, walking along the stone steps.

“Everything is an illusion, the puppet saints. The legends on the rivers and lakes are all right. You will only hide behind and provoke hidden weapons. All those puppets manipulating soul control will work for you. As for yourself, you There is no martial arts, and there is no real ability. Even an ordinary martial artist who is just getting started can beat you up. Don’t you think it is ridiculous?”

With a charming smile on He Jishang’s face and intense words in his mouth, it looks even stranger.

Master Puppet 940 raised his glasses again, and nodded with approval: “Yes, it is an illusion, but when everyone is confused by the illusion and believes in it, they will definitely regard it as the real saint of the world. area. For example, Yang Hao wants to kill people now. ”

He flew out suddenly, drawn a sharp white light in the air, and shot at the bushes on the nearby cliff. This kind of faint achievement has not reached the supreme realm of heaven, but the sense of direction of He Jishang, Yang Hao and He has been destroyed. The bushes in the east are now in the north.

For a while, Yang Hao was inevitably confused: “The body of the puppet saint is still flying to the east? When he completely moved the position of the small building next to the stone steps, the small building and the real world Is the deflection angle between the sacred realms really like the degree that Yang Hao sees?”

He Jishang was also confused, holding a knife in his hand and raising it above his head, but hesitated not to pursue it.

“Don’t move, wait until you see Yang Hao.” Yang Hao whispered a word, and the individual suddenly flashed out of the bushes, holding a very light machine gun in his hand, and the dark drums flashed coldly on the scalp. His movements are obviously slower than the puppet master. The puppet saint stepped forward, and his feet touched the bushes and green leaves.

“Quack (bcdb) quack”, the machine gun monster roared, and the flame from the muzzle was facing the chest of the puppet master. The bullet shell shot from the barrel fell to the ground, creaking along the beautiful rock wall. The latest machine guns produced in Europe, Phoenix, and Lingbao processing plants, each reinforced barrel is loaded with a quantity of ammunition, two-way supply, and the probability of jamming is extremely high. Change from Lingbao

At this time, Zhi is the first choice of the Marine Corps in the Sanctuary of the Dead.

The clothes on the puppet master’s back were instantly torn into honeycombs. When he hurriedly turned his head back, the bullet swished empty, forming a dazzling net in the moonlight, following his body. He Jishang couldn’t help but praise: “Okay!”

The puppet masters are well-deserved experts in terms of layout, formation, ambushes, and sneak attacks, but they do not have much advantage in the face of resistance. It seems that rumors are sometimes right.

His body flew back and floated on the roof of the small building outside the stockade. Touching his toes, he was like a dragonfly, threatening to launch a round of attacks and killing. Although the machine gun bullet intertwined with rain hit his body, it did not cause any lethality. This caused the smile on He Jishang’s face to disappear quickly. Just now she used her charming smile to show the puppet master

Show the charm of the scenic spot, but in vain. After seeing the puppet master moving back and forth freely in the rain of bullets, she must not feel relieved.

“He who is inhumane in heaven and earth takes everything as puppets; everyone who makes puppets says “kill, kill, kill” the puppeteer screamed and opened his arms like a kite of the moon, flew to a height of several meters, and suddenly swooped down.

The shooter put down the machine gun, jumped back, and threw the meter to the left. When he jumped up again, holding a sniper rifle wrapped in a grass-green camouflage belt, his feet spread apart and he aimed firmly at the sky.

Yang Hao low, “Kaku”, yelled. Only a real disciple of a high school can have the aura of his gun in his hand. It is just a small test for Wanfu to kill Tang Xiaogu in the camp. After all, facing a fugitive or an attacker, the meaning is completely different.

“Puff, puff.” After a series of shots, the puppet master was like a foot fired during the Chinese New Year. He rolled continuously and fell in mid-air several times, but his arms were kept flat, and he finally maintained his balance and continued to dive down.

The accuracy of Kaku marksmanship is beyond doubt. The next rounds hit the target. However, even though the puppet master had been hit by so many bullets, he was still alive, like an evil Demon possessed.

“Undead? Has he repaired Immortal?” He Jishang’s horror was beyond words.

Suddenly, the knife in Yang Hao’s hand made a “clank” sound, and the blade jumped an inch. The stalked desert eagle fell into the hands of the puppet master. Even if he had a gun at the moment, Yang Hao’s shooting level was only equal to Kaku, and the power of a pistol could not be compared with a sniper rifle.

The bullets in the Kaku magazine have been used up. In the right battle, the probability of the sniper rifle being shot is very small, and the battle is often ended after the first bullet is shot. Without bullets, the gunner was helpless. Kaku kept holding the gun and was stunned by this magical puppet master.

Yang Hao grabbed the handle of the knife and didn’t dare to think. He flew forward suddenly, just wanting to stop his fatal blow before the puppet saint beat Kaku fiercely. At the real juncture of life and death, the difference between victory and defeat is only a fraction of a second or even a second.

Yang Hao Qigong will only lag behind the puppet master who has fallen in the air. After all, from the first few seconds of witnessing the Kaku machine gun sweeping the head and the sniper rifle for air defense, he thought he had a chance to win. When the situation changed dramatically, Kaku became the target of hunters, and Yang Hao’s response was slightly behind. In modern gunfights, falling behind means losing face-to-face

Field control.

The handle was cold and slippery, but when it was pointed straight ahead, the sharp tip pierced the air, increasing Yang Hao’s flying skills many times, and immediately fell to Kaku with his shoulders low, beside him, knocking him down. land. Yan Dang Forbidden Land Yan Ling volleyed a chopper, which is a common trick. Unexpectedly, the puppet master split in half from the top of his head to his crotch and fell into the bushes. “The knife is

In the distance, the knife is in the distance, the knife is in the distance” He Jichang shouted longitudinally, and the joy and confusion in the voice were tightly intertwined. The voice at the end became sad and whimpered. “It is this knife that has passed the Tomb Raider Wang Yangtian, the distance has finally returned to the rivers and lakes!”

The power of the knife became very strange. In fact, it drove Yang Hao through a distance of several meters, and killed the puppet saint in time to clear Kaku. When Yang Hao looked down at it, every star on the knife was shining with a strange silver light.

“Good knife, good knife technique, Yang Hao really read you right” Kaku exclaimed in a speechless voice. He was wearing a jungle camouflage uniform, his black boots were covered with dust and grass clippings, and his face was tired. Obviously, he has just experienced the second long march.