When Jane Fankel stepped into that door, he heard a deafening roar.

The sound of gunfire and explosions continued.

Jane Funkell waved away the fog in front of him, and was directly scared to stand stiff.

Jane Funkel was frightened by a strange dragon who had emerged from the mist in the half of his body.

This is not home, but an unknown place shrouded in mist.

Although this strange dragon only showed half of its body, it already had a length of nearly ten meters and Kong Wu's powerful claws.

And Al and his mercenaries, at this moment, was the fierce dragon fighting.

However, whether it is a firearm or a grenade, it cannot hurt the monster dragon.

The strange dragon can take away a few mercenaries every time it waves a claw or spit out the dragon's breath.

"Funkel ... explain to me clearly, what is this? What the **** is this?"

Jan Funkel had no intention of taking care of Al's question at this moment. Her eyes could not turn anymore, and she was standing there stunned.

The sight in front of her, the creature in front of her, completely exceeded her understanding and beyond her worldview.

What the **** is this?

Just then, a mercenary was bitten in his mouth by the monster dragon.

The mercenary shouted wow, struggling to pull out the dagger, and pierced the jaw of the dragon's neck.

The strange dragon was actually punctured, and a mouthful of acid spewed from his mouth when he was in pain.

Dissolve that mercenary directly.

Al's face changed: "That monster seems to be able to be damaged by cold weapons!"

Everyone had to leave the hot weapon in their hands at this time.

Instead he pulled out his sabre.

"kill!"

At this time, no one chose to step back.

Not that they can already ignore life and death.

It is because they know that they have no escape route.

Retreating at this time will only make them die faster.

They are the elite of mercenaries.

And the elite does not necessarily represent their personal combat power.

It's because they know when and what choices to make.

Everyone rushed to the strange dragon regardless of their body.

The dragon's acid breath dissolves a whole person.

But other mercenaries have already pounced on the monster dragon.

Everyone tried to tie or scratch the dragon's neck with a dagger.

They are not warriors who treat death as home.

But at the moment they are enough to be called strong men.

The strange dragon had a lot of holes in his neck.

But its vitality is still tenacious.

Al's figure suddenly flew forward, holding the saber high above his head.

Cut the monster's neck directly into a wound more than one meter long.

The blood poured Al over, and the strange dragon finally fell down.

At this moment, Al and others have only a few people left.

Everyone was wounded, with exhaustion on their faces.

They have never experienced such a fight.

This horrible and weird battle.

However, we haven't waited for everyone to relax.

Countless strange dragon heads have emerged in the fog.

Everyone looked desperately at the sight.

Some mercenaries even knelt directly on the ground and wept.

Just then, three figures gradually appeared in the mist.

Jane Fankel's pupils suddenly contracted.

Of the three who appeared, two were her father, Max, and her brother, Cize.

The other man was standing to the left of Old Max, but with a smile on his face.

Those strange dragons did not attack the three of them.

"Funkel, I didn't expect that we would meet this way." Old Max had a smile on his face.

Nishiza licked his lips, glancing vaguely at Jane Fankel.

That look made Jane Fankel very uncomfortable.

"You see, this is the power of capital you were proud of." Old Max pointed to the desperate mercenaries: "In front of the power of our family, your power seems so insignificant and so ridiculous. "

"This is not the strength of our family!"

Numerous thoughts popped into Jane Fankel's mind.

This is definitely not what I understand.

How could the family have such power.

"It can only say that your ignorance, we should have been the king of darkness, now it is time to regain the glory of the family."

"Is it just these monsters? You will only let the family be buried with you." Jane Funkell sneered.

Instead she calmed down at this moment.

Even if she was already panicked.

"Father, since she has abandoned her family and pedigree, let her blood be a part of me." Nishizawa said coldly.

Old Max did not pay attention to his son's request, but continued to look at Jane Funkel.

"Fankel, my daughter, now I forgive your disobedience and come back to my arms." Old Max opened his arms as if to welcome Jane Funkel's arrival.

Jane Funkel did not move her steps, because she felt that there was a factor that disturbed her in the old Max.

Also, Old Max's pupils are different from those in her memory. They are vertical pupils that she cannot understand.

"Fankel, you live up to your father's expectations." Nishizawa looked at Jane Fankel with a more somber look, and even some delight.

Old Max touched his nose and said helplessly: "It looks like Fankel chose another way. Forget it, since you don't accept your family, so be it."

Nishiza could not help grinning, walking towards Jane Fankel step by step.

Suddenly, a figure was standing in front of Jane Funkel, and Al held a submachine gun and fired at Nishizawa.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." Nishizawa was beaten around, but the bullet did not shoot through his skin.

Jane Fankel looked at Nishiza with disbelief, how could this be possible?

How could his own brother ignore the attack of the heat weapon?

"I'm going to kill you!" Nishizawa growled, his face covered with half of the scales.

Just then, a glass bottle was dropped from the mist and landed in front of Nishizawa.

"This ..." Nishizawa lowered his head and looked at the glass bottle.

"Damn ... just run away, you idiot!" Exclaimed Old Max anxiously.

The next moment, the glass bottle burst open and burst into a dazzling white light.

Jane Fanker and Ayer were also unable to open their eyes with this dazzling white light.

Suddenly, Jane Fankel and Al felt something on their necks and dragged them into the mist.

The next moment, the two eyes turned black, as far as they crossed a world, and they returned to the door again.

A slender woman stood in front of them.

The woman held the chain in both hands, with the claws attached to both ends of the chain.

It seemed that the pair of hooks had dragged them out of the mist just now.

"Don't ask anything. If you don't want to die, we better leave here first."