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Zhao Zhu's method is very straightforward and straightforward. As an assassin, killing his target is the first thing he should do, instead of talking nonsense. Pinshu.com (wWW.VoDtw.coM)↗,

He has been wandering in the Toulon King City and the surrounding area for nearly 20 days. During these 20 days, Zhao Zhu was thinking about **** in addition to killing people. The nerves that had been loosened were tightened again at this time. The days of licking blood on the tip of the knife made Zhao Zhu very numb, but in the numbness, there was also a feeling of free breathing.

Perhaps, deep in his soul, he has such a factor.

The desire to kill and the pursuit of danger are objective existences that cannot be erased from the bottom of one's bones.

"Clang!"

Zhao Zhu's knife and Shen Jiang's sword were put together. Shen Jiang took a step back, Zhao Zhu didn't take a step back, and continued to slash down. Shen Jiang raised his sword again, another violent impact, and Shen Jiang took another step back. Zhao Zhu still did not retreat and continued to attack.

After the two sides fought against each other for more than a dozen times in a row, cold sweat broke out on the god's face, and his body and soul entered a state of tension. From the actual battle, it was not too strong and invincible, but after the battle, I felt more and more that I had stepped on the edge of the cliff with half a foot, and I seemed to be helpless.

This kind of despair is constantly increasing, making God almost fall into a state of hysteria, as if he is being pressed under water, unable to breathe at all, and is about to suffocate.

Zhao Zhu continued to attack, unaware of exhaustion and retreat, his every move, even every swing of his sword. They all carry a kind of relaxed freehand brushwork, condensing a kind of potential, superimposing one after another, constantly increasing the pressure on the gods in front of them. If you continue, the other party will always be "overwhelmed" by yourself, and this The waiting time will not be too long.

Just like an experienced chef, he can pick and choose some ingredients at will from the vegetable garden in front of his house to cook exquisite dishes. Zhao Zhu is such a chef now. Even if the strength is much worse than before, the feeling of exerting it is undoubtedly a great master.

The male master finally rushed over with a knife in his hand. His strength was not bad, he was equivalent to a fifth-order **** general, and he was about the same level as Shen Jue. However, his participation was in terms of this battle situation. Nothing changes.

Zhao Zhu still kept attacking, but the person who was passively endured changed from one person to two people. Everything, still.

The **** general, finally unable to hold it any longer, he let out a roar. It seems that he was oppressed by Zhao Zhu's power, and the whole person felt that he had fallen into the abyss. The dust and sand of the surrounding dozens of meters are raised, bringing a kind of shocking sharpness.

However, Zhao Zhu just slid down with a knife, and the blade easily pierced the neck of the god.

The last sword of the **** general came out, and a 30-meter-long gully was chopped out on the official road ahead. However, his blood was also sprayed out, and his head tilted and fell from his body, without a head. The corpse continued to maintain the position it had just chopped off, motionless, like a black comedy with a strong sense of sarcasm.

Ten seconds later, the male master couldn't stop it. He was so mad that he gave up all defenses and took the initiative to attack. The next moment, Zhao Zhu's knife pierced the male host's lower abdomen, and stirred one after another, smashing the male host's body. With all the internal organs, the male host's body fell down after twitching a few times.

Zhao Zhu pulled out the knife very calmly. The male master was not dead yet. He looked at Zhao Zhu with a kind of prayer. Zhao Zhu didn't speak. In the same way, the head of the **** general was cut off.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zhu stood up, very skillfully wrapped the two heads in a package, and his eyes fell on the lady and her driver.

Zhao Zhu wiped the edge of the knife, wiped off the blood stains, lowered his head to the woman, put one hand on his chest, and said in Toulon with a very sincere voice:

"Mother and son are safe."

Afterwards, Zhao Zhu turned around and walked into the scorched desert by the roadside. The wind and sand swept through and quickly covered his tracks.

After Zhao Zhu left, the driver slumped to the ground, looking unsure, while the lady was kneeling on the ground, holding the body of her deceased husband, crying bitterly.

………………

Beside the bright bonfire, Zhao Zhu hung a leg of a wild beast he had just hunted over and roasted it on the bonfire. There was no extra seasoning, only coarse salt, but this way it better reflected the true taste of barbecue.

Moreover, at a special moment, Zhao Zhu has never been a particular person, and the current conditions are already very good.

In the sky, the stars are still falling down;

Zhao Zhu cut a piece of meat with a knife, tore it into strips with his hands, and put it into his mouth bit by bit to chew.

To be honest, Zhao Zhu doesn't think that life is so hard these days. Even if Zhao Zhu regards this as a mission world for horror web articles, but without the evil taste of the group owner, the difficulty and level of turbulence are much smaller. Many of them seem to be accustomed to being abused, but suddenly they are not abused, but they are not used to it.

While eating the meat, he looked at Xinghui above his head. When a person walked out behind him, Zhao Zhu continued to do what he just did, seemingly unaware.

"You're so sure that I won't kill you?"

"If you want to kill me, I won't fight back." Zhao Zhu replied, then took out a piece of the best roasted meat in his hand and placed it on a piece of grass.

Sique shook his head, as if he didn't understand Zhao Zhu's self-confidence, but he didn't take action against Zhao Zhu. When he sat down opposite Zhao Zhu, picked up the meat and started to eat, he suddenly felt that he was not good to Zhao Zhu. Self-confidence is a bit understandable.

"I ate your meat, I won't kill you." Si Que added, and continued to eat meat.

Zhao Zhu looked at Si Que's chubby face and smiled.

Sique glared at Zhao Zhu and said nothing.

"I know you don't remember me." Zhao Zhu said.

"Do you think I should remember you?" Si Que asked.

"It should, it should be." Zhao Zhu affirmed, "Actually, there is another person, and we have to remember it together. But I don't know where he is now, but since I saw you, I think I will have it in the future. If you have the chance to see him, he is less prone to accidents and deaths than you and me."

"Sounds great."

"You are also great."

"thanks."

Sique quickly wiped out a large piece of meat, then stood up, "Are you going to continue hunting here, the two second-order gods of the royal family have already been alerted."

Zhao Zhu shook his head, "I plan to stop."

"Because human reinforcements have arrived. Is it?"

"Calculate the time, it's almost the same. The war will start again soon. I kill these people just because when I go back, I won't be sent to the military court to be shot."

"I thought you were here to avenge your comrades in arms, but I didn't expect you to be for yourself."

"People. Always selfish, aren't they? There are too few things I can worry about right now."

"You are a very strange person."

"Actually, I'm just like you, but I know who I am. You don't."

"Will you tell me?"

"I'll tell you if you want to hear it."

"Okay, tell me..." Suddenly, Si Que's whole body began to tremble. Then he hugged his head, knelt on the ground, and rolled on the ground in pain. A wave of air was released from Si Que's body, sweeping away all the surrounding vegetation.

Zhao Zhu looked at Si Que in front of him, as if he saw the fat man who was wearing a short-sleeved Winnie the Pooh and carrying a backpack in front of him. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zhu said:

"I think it's better not to tell you now."

Sique lay on the ground weakly, the pain dissipated, but the feeling just now seemed to really kill him.

"I'm not reconciled." Si Que slammed his fist on the ground, "If I knew who I am, I would die, but I don't know whether my life is more important than the fact that I know who I am. Heavy."

Zhao Zhu stepped forward and placed his hand on Si Que's shoulder under the watchful and wary eyes of Si Que:

"Believe me, live well, know who you are is not the most important thing, the most important thing is, live well, live, wait for us to be strong, wait for the day when our time is really ripe, we can, together to break this Shackles, who imprisoned you, who controlled you, I swear, I will make him pay the absolute price~lightnovelpub.net~ In the past, we used to climb a mountain together from a very low starting point. Now, It just fell down again, just stand up, climb up again, and that’s it.”

"It's useless for you to say this, my memory, some thoughts and thoughts will be automatically erased every once in a while, looking at your reaction just now, you have seen me, and not long ago, right Is it?"

Zhao Zhu looked at Si Que, at this chubby face, Xiong Zhiqi's situation was more serious than Zhao Zhu expected, and at the same time, Zhao Zhu also had anger rising in his heart, who turned his brother into a Such a war machine that can't even control its self-consciousness?

In the distance, there was the sound of thunderous horseshoes, and an army came searching for it.

Si Que looked at Zhao Zhu, "You go, I still don't want to kill you, although I probably won't remember you tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter if you forget yourself. I will always remember you. When you all forget who you are, I will keep the looks and memories that belonged to you in the past for you."

With a huge luggage on his back, Zhao Zhu walked back into the darkness on one side, with a deep depression in his back;

Si Que closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the struggles and doubts in his eyes disappeared completely, and he became extremely cold;

When a group of cavalry came to him, Sique said in a low voice:

"Has anyone found it!"

"Commander forgives sins, not yet, but there are traces here..."

"Fart, could it be that I just sat here eating barbecue with the wanted criminal?"

"I dare not to be humble!"

In fact, S Que didn't know, it didn't take a day at all, almost in a blink of an eye, the memory that he shouldn't have been wiped out. (To be continued.)

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