Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 776: Greedy Ship (Thanks to the leader of Fei

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No one responded, only the rage of the machine gun fired.

But Huai Shi's figure suddenly melted into the twisted rain curtain, as if it had melted into the darkness, becoming extremely erratic. Pull the trigger at the enemies who are encircled.

Deadly grenades were splattered in all directions, metal seeds fell to the earth, and a fleeting flame flower bloomed. The scorching wind lifted the rain curtain, causing the hazy water vapor to disturb the sky and the earth.

In the loud roar, everything seemed to be far away.

The crying face and the blood color are no longer visible.

You can deceive yourself, what happened is just a fantasy. He only has a nightmare occasionally, and he just comes out for a run after getting up early...

But death is still rising.

In this silence, the stigmata of the young man screamed silently.

Huai Shi was expressionless and pulled the trigger.

But the crisp sound did not come from it, and he squeezed again, only to hear the remaining sound of the crack in the gun.

He looked down at the grenade gun in his hand and saw the dents of the bullet impact on the gun body, as well as the sound of the internal parts falling off, and regrettably threw it aside and continued forward.

When passing by the struggling figures on both sides, he stretched out his hand and took out the pistol from his pocket.

boom! Boom!

No sound can be heard anymore.

It's quiet now.

The thick fog didn't know when it started, covering everything around, Huai Shi's footsteps stopped in place, looking around.

I don't know when... I am already in the hunting ground.

Dead still.

Behind him, a big hole suddenly appeared in the air, and then, the bullet rubbed to the red blasted the sound far behind him.

Huai Shi's figure disappeared and flashed dozens of meters away.

Until this time, the loud noise of the anti-material sniper rifle was long overdue, and a deep pothole appeared on the ground, and gravel flew into it.

Amidst the light rain and fog, dozens of figures slowly emerged.

At the forefront of Huai Shi, the enchanting figure walked out of the fog, the black Yingzhou long coat had been dampened by rain, and the peony depicted by You Chanran above became more and more enchanting.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Paper."

The croupier of the former Imperial Casino, Izamulen tilted his head and smiled at Huai Shi: "Meet again."

In the long silence, Huai Shi sighed softly: "In other words, it is Qianye who is against the water?"

"No, it's actually a commission from a big man who lives Tianmu."

Isa Muren shrugged: "The paper-carrying team is too much in the way, so I entrust us to solve it specially."

"It's so good, I almost believe it."

Huai Shi said, "Miss Isaki, how about looking for a better excuse next time you leave?"

Isa Muren laughed: "Just say it casually. Wouldn't it be better if it works together?"

Huai Shi did not laugh, but looked at them quietly, and sighed silently: "I originally thought Qianye would have a bottom line..."

"What the employer thinks has nothing to do with us, we are only responsible for executing orders."

Following the words of Iza Mulen, other murderous figures slowly approached, blocking Huai Shi's escape route inch by inch.

Isa Mulen slowly draws a slender chain on his sleeve, as well as the outline of a curvy sickle. In this way, he conveyed the command from the employer to Huai Shi:

"——You are too in the way, a naive person with paper, you must be resolved here."

The bounty hounds from the Tomb of the Returnless·[The Ship of Greed] drew their weapons, approaching inch by inch, killing intent enveloped.

A brief silence.

Huai Shi was silent, looking down at the pistol in her hand, and suddenly asked: "By the way, compared with the Eye of Nightmare, which of your regiment is better?"

No one responded.

Isa Muren was expressionless, did not speak, only the corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

Compared with a behemoth like Nightmare Eye, there are few groups that can be compared in the Tomb of the Returnless. Even if the ship of greed has a small reputation, it still can't be compared with the kind of war regiment that can blend in the battle of all worlds.

Rather, it can't even catch up to one percent.

And Huai Shi, as if getting the answer, breathed a sigh of relief.

"……That's good."

He smiled fortunately and released the pistol: "If you are better than Nightmare Eye, I may not be able to kill it."

Murren Isa's eyes appeared to kill.

Immediately, he felt a chill.

Because it is Huai Shi who is faster than her.

Already, close at hand!

The long sword shrouded in brilliant flames emerged from the void, and as Yu Bu advanced, it drew a straight track in the wind, aimed at her neck, and swept!

Faster than expected!

It is even more terrifying than the scenes I have seen before and the information collected!

Even if he had been prepared, he was still horrified by the terrifying speed, and even forgot to retreat. He instinctively raised the lock sickle, and the slender iron chains crisscrossed in the air, forming a net, blocking the front.

Then it fell apart in a short period of time that could not be called.

Destroyed and ripped apart!

The sharp blade collided with the sickle, sparks flew.

In that fleeting pause, she saw Huai Shi's eyes were pitch black, like an abyss.

But then, his figure disappeared again.

There is no sign as if it came.

Bullets from afar grazed the sideburns of Iza Muren and shot into the ground, and the reverberations roared and spread. This was the key blow that saved her.

Then, there was the sound of blood pouring out.

Right next to Iza Mulen, the person who hadn't reacted stiffened in place, twisting his eyes dullly, looking at the figure who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

From his blade, blood dripped slowly.

Immediately afterwards, with smooth friction, a headless skull fell on the ground, immersed in a pool of turbid water, and dyed a ray of scarlet in the mud.

Across the blood spring spouting from the headless corpse, Isaki saw Kaishi's smile and felt so pity.

"Since everyone has seen each other frankly, let me introduce myself." He said, "In addition to the name of a man who is pregnant, you can also call me Huai Shi."

——Jinling Decapitated King, Huai Shi!

From his hand, the blade of resentment stretched every inch, and the curse spread to all directions.

"Now, let's start..."

Under his feet, the iris bloomed quietly, exuding a delicate fragrance.

And he had disappeared in the same place again, dashed forward, and after crossing several tens of meters, he appeared in front of another person.

The resentment swept across, the drummer accelerated, only to see the iron light flashing, it was almost cut in half.

But in the intense pain, the person did not panic, the blood sprayed suddenly solidified, and turned into a pair of palms in the air, firmly grasping Huai Shi.

He held the blade of resentment with both hands, and despite the fact that his vitality was drawn, he suddenly opened his mouth to bite Huaishi's neck, with protruding canine teeth.

vampire!

The roar burst out.

Behind Huai Shi, a huge figure flashed out strangely. The hammer in his hand was aimed at the back of Huai Shi’s head, and the fiery wave of origin material spread from the hammer, causing the air around Huai Shi to freeze in an instant. He has any struggles.

Then, the solidified air was already falling apart, and in an instant, the vertical and horizontal iron light intertwined from the void, and the blood swayed.

Huai Shi has stepped out between the two corpses.

The cold rain evaporated from his shoulders, slowly rising.

——Over-limit state·Triple Dragon Xiang!

Those curses that couldn't penetrate into his body were wrapped around, and as he breathed, they were easily torn apart.

At the end, a sublimator screamed in shock, staggered back, his eyes protruding, as if he was suffocated, he covered his neck with difficulty, and vomited blood.

The clumps of blood fell on the ground, and fluff appeared quickly, and countless strains spread.

Before falling to the ground, his consciousness fell into a dream of decay, and his body was turned into a wax figure under the fierce poison of the source substance, slowly melting.

Only a large number of malicious spores floated in the air.

With the fragrance of flowers and plants, so fragrant.

"That's it?" Huai Shi raised her head and looked at Iza Mulen in the distance with a smile but a smile: "Your group, it seems that it's really not good..."

He stepped forward, the air shook behind him, and a hole appeared again.

Sniper!

But this time, he had already found the direction of the bullet's arrival. Yu Bu stepped across, then took out Lord of the Flies from his shoulder bag and pulled the trigger behind him.

The alchemy bullet pierced the air, and a spark broke out in the deepest part of the mist.

"the fifth……"

Huai Shi counted quietly, and immediately afterwards, the remaining seven enemies had launched a siege.

The earth shook abruptly, and cracks appeared, and the serpentine blade protruded from it, swimming like a shark, stabbing Huai Shi from the bottom up.

The hammer of pain appeared in Huai Shi's hand, and the tail flame burst out and fell.

The cracked earth soared suddenly, countless vaporized blood gushing out from the cracks, and the broken blades were deeply embedded in the soil.

Isa Muren's lock sickle was already coming.

From the sleeves of her long dress, dozens of chain links flew out, tightly entwined on Huai Shi's body, and countless white snake phantoms emerged from it, pulling him in the air.

Then ~lightnovelpub.net~ she saw that between Huaishi's five fingers, the huge hammer disappeared without a trace. Then, sparks shot out, and the rope of sorrow in the thick smoke flew out suddenly. He tightened and stretched upwards against the chain, defeating Izaki's control, tightening every inch, and completely strangling the white snake-like gods filled with blood to shatter.

Isaki looked at Huai Shi blankly, and Huai Shi was also looking at him.

The sickle blade that was out of control fell from the air and fell into his hand. The hand that was trapped forcibly controlled and frightened, and cut another throat in his hand.

Blood was gushing, and the sound of the first landing was so low.

From the beginning to the end, the indifferent expression has not changed in any way, as if it was just hoeing away the weeds on the ground and pulling out the harmful poisonous flowers.

It's calm and scary.

Look at her.

"The ninth one," he said, "don't be afraid, it will be over soon."

The nightmare begins here.

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