His heartbeat completely coincided with the footsteps!

How anxious the footsteps are, how anxious the beating is.

If this continues, I am afraid it will be overwhelmed and cause a series of serious consequences.

"It's the sound that affects me. This must be the death judge's attack with the sound, just like a sonic weapon." Chris, as a former senior engineer, also participated in the research and selection of sonic weapons.

But unfortunately, when he was still young, he lost the election.

But to participate in the selection, there must be some research in this regard. So after discovering that the heart beat was affected by footsteps, Chris thought of the sonic weapon for the first time.

"Cover your ears and meditate! Think about something else, that Diana's little stunner is really spicy! Yes, think about her long legs! Chris, come on!"

Slowly, the sound of the footsteps really seemed to subside.

But there was another sound in Chris' ear.

A familiar high-pitched scream hit his brain, and the fifth limb immediately began to congest.

"Damn, why did I hear Diana's bitch." Chris, who closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes, his face showing horror.

Although the footsteps were gone, he seemed to have fallen into another danger.

The thick haze around was enough, and there was a blurry figure appearing.

It's Diana!

Do not! Not Diana, but a monster with the same figure as Diana!

Faintly in the thick fog, Chris can only see these figures, so he thought they were all Diana.

But when they could see their faces within a meter, they realized in horror that this was not the beauty he imagined.

It is clearly a monster with a lizard head and a beautiful body!

"Damn, don't come over! You're not Diana's bitch, get away!" Chris turned panic and fled, his face turned pale.

There was still a bit of nausea in my heart.

Unconsciously, I changed the image of Diana, who was once happy with him, into a lizard head. It felt really sour and bursting, and the stomach twitched.

"Damn, stop me, what a hell's fantasy!" Chris was crazy.

He knew that he could not face Diana and be intimate with her for a lifetime.

Of course, it would be necessary for him to survive the death judge first.

After running to exhaustion, and confirming that the monsters had been thrown away, Chris stopped with his hands on his knees and gasped.

The forehead is a lot of sweat beads.

After these two shocks, his sleepiness and drunkenness completely disappeared.

"It's just a broken knife. It's so difficult. The death judge is too insidious." Chris rested for a while, and then he came back a little bit of strength, thinking angrily in his heart.

Because in his view, the death judge is too ignorant of human rights.

Before doing this kind of thing, ask them whether they want it or not. It was compulsory for them to participate in such a dangerous thick fog, and the final prize was actually just a knife.

Anyway, he is also a great Chris Assyrian. It is said that the existence of the king of arms, even if tens of thousands of submachine guns are not in my mind, but are just items that are used for trading.

Today, in order to have a cold weapon, it is necessary to bet on life, what a difference!

"I don't know what happened to other people. If the death and injury were serious, I am afraid that even if I got a weapon, it might not be the opponent of the Red Dot team." Chris suddenly felt a little worried.

If you knew this, you might as well wait for someone to attack them in the same place, at least you can wait for work.

"Wait, what's this smell?" Suddenly, as Chris breathed, he noticed that the surrounding air was not right.

There is a faint smell of rust.

His muscles were tight and he looked around nervously.

The successive accidents have made him like a bird with a startled bow, and the plants and trees are all soldiers. A little movement is enough to make him feel terrified.

He moved his foot lightly and his breath was weak. Chris hurriedly moved forward, trying to reduce the movements he made, so as to better listen to the sounds around him.

Quietly, there was nothing unusual except for his faint footsteps and breathing.

But the smell of rust in the air became clearer and stronger.

After walking about three meters forward, Chris stopped suddenly, his hair all standing upright.

Because in the thick fog about one meter in front of him, there was a dark shadow lying on the ground.

"Is it a human? A monster? Alive or dead?" In an instant, Chris's mind flashed countless thoughts.

I hesitated in my heart. Did I see the true face after approaching, or fled as soon as possible before it caused danger?

"Rust!? Yes! That's the smell of blood! So is this a dead man in front of me? Is it someone who entered the dense fog with me!" Chris suddenly thought of something, his face changed greatly.

If the danger in this thick fog is really deadly, then the nearly one hundred people who followed him could not be intact.

Perhaps it was the body of one of his acquaintances.

Thinking of this, Chris quickly stepped forward, and finally saw the appearance of the dead.

It's Sophia! The rare female among his men is 37 years old this year. Although it has a nice name, the appearance is just average, but it is a business genius and a public relations expert.

When negotiating business with those arms dealers, it is always possible to take advantage of a small bargain while the negotiations are successful.

However, at this time, the strong woman has become a cold body.

Her chest was sunken down, there was blood clotting on the corners of her mouth and chin, and there were also many blood clots on her golden hair, which made her look very miserable.

At the same time, a pair of eyes widened and a small mouth wide open, it seems that what she saw before her death shocked and shocked her.

"Chests...what exactly is so powerful." There was a burst of coolness in Chris's body. ..

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