Footsteps came from the open door, Mr.5 raised his hand and swung it, a white wax-like substance fell to the ground and melted into a liquid that flowed towards Mr.3, and climbed up the trouser legs to the position of his little finger to merge in.

"Miss. What about Valentine's Day?"

"She didn't come, just the two of us!" Mr. 5 glanced at the environment in the factory, "Is it enough to clean up this factory?"

"The president's request is to clean up every link. Except for this factory, all those involved in ore mining and transportation must be silenced." Mr.3's face climbed into a sinister smile: "One by one screening It's too troublesome to get up, and everyone in the whole town may be insiders, so killing them all is the safest way."

"It's no wonder that your ranking in the club is higher than mine, because you are more ruthless than me." Mr.5 licked his lower lip and pulled out a piece of booger from his nostrils and flicked it into the air.

The stabbing booger rubbed the air with the smell of gunpowder, and a dazzling spark was shining. Suddenly, a hurricane swept in, and a wriggling black shadow grabbed the spark and clenched it fiercely.

Like the hoarse sound of a low-quality firecracker exploding, bang! The bursting flame was extinguished, leaving only a faint white smoke floating in the air.

Mr.3 and Mr.5's pupils shrank at the same time, staring at the man who seemed to be shrouded in a shadow. He actually used one hand to quench the explosion. Those black shadows were tearing around like living creatures. of smoke.

"who?"

The figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and appeared next to Mr.5 in the next instant. The sturdy arm swayed like a tail whip and squeezed the air heavily. The power that erupted at this moment made Mr.5's hair stand upright, and the whole person was in front of his eyes. Then a flower, flew upside down and shot out.

"This is also the question I want to ask, but before that, we have to change the place. I don't want to destroy my factory." The man who seemed to be accompanied by a shadow moved his gaze to Mr.3, and saw He opened his five fingers and grabbed it in the air. Immediately, countless black lines spurted through the air, like countless poisonous snakes with open fangs, biting the opponent's body fiercely.

"Candle Wall!"

Mr.3 put his hands and five fingers together, and a circle of wax mist centered on his hands immediately solidified into a wall to cover in front of him. He was horrified to see the dense bulges behind the wax wall as hard as steel. All sides are "hissing" sound.

The terrifying and dull footsteps were mixed in, Mr.3's expression changed, and thick waxy juice began to overflow from the whole body, wrapping himself like a ball.

Almost at the moment when the sphere was just wrapped, an indescribable terrifying force smashed through the wax wall, and the violent shadow followed the fist. splash.

The wax **** burst layer by layer, and Mr.3's body suddenly softened into a pool of melted candles that were pierced through, and the wax liquid was spilled on the ground.

The cracked wax liquid quickly condensed on the ground, and then Mr.3 jumped up from the ground, his hands swung forward, and the swords condensed by candles shot up, and he himself ran out of the factory as if slipping under his feet. .

Yaerlin stood still, the strands of black threads gathered into bundles to entangle the weapon and threw it away. A dull bang sounded in the air just a little under his feet, and the last hair came to catch up with Mr.3's back five fingers. Going forward fiercely.

"Look down!"

Mr.5 just got up from a rolling rock and shouted.

Mr.3's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly folded his neck and rolled forward. He rolled out a circle on the ground in an embarrassed manner, leaving a pool of wax liquid with mottled blood spots on the wax liquid.

Whizzing!

Several booger bombs exploded in the air, the flames ignited the wax liquid on the ground, and the rapid support for the combustion rushed towards Yarlin like a gangrene.

Opposite Mr.3 with his mouth wide open, panting staring at the black shadow in the flames explosion, his condition is not very good at this time, a large piece of flesh and blood has been gouged out from the back ridge and the right shoulder. The blood spurted out unstoppably, and the skin on the edge of the ferocious wound was infected into a terrifying black, emitting a foul smell.

The sluggish, weak, and cold feeling spread from the wound. Mr.3 tried to melt the slough of the wound into wax, but found that the original white wax was also dyed with faint dark spots, giving an extremely ominous feeling.

Mr.5 looked at Mr.3's wound, the flesh on his face twitched slightly, and the faint stench couldn't even suppress the smell of gunpowder scattered on his body.

He flew out in just one encounter, the ribs in his chest hurt as if they were broken, and Mr. 3 was severely injured. Picking out the booger and lasing the material into the fire.

In an instant, dazzling red lights lit up in the flames, and the rolling heat wave blasted the ground into huge pits, but the sense of unease in his heart became stronger and stronger.

It's not just him, the horror on Mr.3's face is even more obvious. He can clearly feel that there is no scalding temperature on the wax liquid burning in the flame. The temperature of the flame is isolated.

There is a strange shadow raging in the flames. If they look closely, they will find that a dark walk has been stripped out from the burning sea of ​​fire. The air was quenched into a black mist, which overbearingly blocked the approach of air and temperature.

This kind of strong repulsion~lightnovelpub.net~ was manifested in the battle with Smoker, but it was not so obvious in the face of the smoke manipulated by the nature department, but now in the face of Mr. 5's booger bomb and Mr.3's wax liquid burned, as if showing a gesture of complete contempt for crushing.

The lasing booger was precisely swept away by the black silk, and the power of the explosion could be annihilated by Yaerlin's casually waved attack. The muscle activity of up to 70 points and the strength brought by the hardness of the bones made his every blow. The strength of the attack is not equal to the power of an explosion.

The sea of ​​​​fire seemed to be blown away by the black wind, and Yaerlin showed his figure unharmed. The blood slowly dripped down his arm, and landed on a mine field that was bombed into a mess. Dark red blood dripped down. On the ground, Mr.3's face became even paler.

That blood is his.

"It's not enough to kill me. You dare to come to my territory. Are you ready to die?" A terrifying and dull aura emanated from Yaerlin, the shadows raging around him, he The countless black strands of the open palm surged like a roaring python, covering the entire sky and rolling down toward the two of them.

Beneath the scroll, the sound of footsteps approaching gradually, like a drum beating horribly on the heartbeat of the two of them...