In the exclamation of not moving, Smith, the black man who dared to die, suddenly stiffened.

As if struck by an electric current, he stood upright and motionless. If he hadn't been wearing a helmet, his hair would have exploded one by one.

"Crack."

The disgusting eyes squirmed and devoured Smith's arm, while Smith's eyes widened at first, but then closed, looking like he was enjoying the feeling.

The expression enjoys, and the body shakes slightly.

"FOOK."

The soldier next to him whispered a national scolding, and the expression of Smith, the black man, was strange.

If this scene is replaced by a small movie, Smith's expression can be cut in seamlessly without any sense of disobedience.

But it is not right to appear in this strange forest, there is no sense of substitution!

After about a few seconds, Smith felt a shudder all over his body, his broad shoulders shook, and a mass of black energy visible to the naked eye quickly hit Smith's heart and disappeared into his chest.

The black light is captured by the camera and immediately packed and hidden in the physical hard drive. When this kind of top-secret information is not a last resort, the safest way is to store it physically. past.

Smith opened his eyes suddenly, the black and white eyeballs added more divine light, and the entire black and black body seemed to be full of inexplicable divinity.

Those gleaming eyes made one's heart tremble, what did this 'black servant' really get from his big eyes?

The crow turns into a white swan!

Under the strong onlookers of the crowd, Smith opened his thick lips and said in a RAP rhythm: "I, saw the great god..."

"I know, he's going to talk about God."

Sitting in the White House, which was burned once 200 years ago, the commander drank a coke and pointed his finger at the assistant beside him.

"I've seen this scene a lot in movies. This black guy has a bright future. It's time for those directors in Hollywood to learn the performance of this black guy."

"Commander, it should be an actor to learn."

But before Smith's pronunciation of the word "God" fell, the eyeballs in the woods suddenly moved at the same time.

"Crack."

The eyeballs looked to the west together, and there was a rustling sound from the depths of the forest.

It was as if someone was walking in the forest, with a terrifying aura that suppressed the eyes.

Judging from the posture of the strange eyes, the identity of this person is no trivial matter, otherwise the eyeballs do not have to be so close to the enemy, and the panic will flow out of the big eyes.

In the gloomy forest, groups of big eyes shrank, as if they were about to retract back into the tree trunk.

Where is the terrifying domineering just now.

"Ding dong."

But a crisp bell sounded suddenly, like magic, and instantly made all eyes stop.

And the word "God" of Black Smith was stuck in his throat, and he looked over in confusion.

This **** seems to be a little too unprofessional, and before the figure can be seen, he is scared by the sound.

"Ami……"

The loud Buddha's name suddenly sounded, and a bald head that was whiter than Smith's teeth came out.

A little bald head came first, followed by a tattered cassock, and a rusty but murderous Zen staff in his hand. The sound of the bell was made by the hanging objects on the Zen staff.

The Zen stick is said to be a stick, but no matter how the sharp bottom is seen, it is a spearhead that can penetrate into the flesh.

"Ding dong!"

The Zen stick stood up, and the bottom was slammed into the soil.

The stance of this pair of horizontal swords immediately spewed out the domineering without words.

"Buddha"

A monk walked out of the eerie forest, and with the sound of a bell, countless eyeballs could be suppressed,

This monk is more like a ghost than a monk, with a dry and shriveled mouth that doesn't laugh, and his two depleted eyes are only cloudy, but have no divine light.

The shabby cassock rises without wind,

The strange thing is not only that, the temporary command car looked at the data uploaded by the instrument, and it has already exploded. Compared with what the eyes can see, the data uploaded by the instrument is intuitive and terrifying.

"There is no heat source, and there is no difference between the thermal imaging and the surrounding."

"Note that under his feet, there are shadows and indentations, which prove to be objects of mass."

"Fantastic, what is this new existence?"

"The world is getting scarier."

This monk is very far from the rear, and it is not the turn of a big man to care about his safety.

"Try to communicate with the monks."

The command of the command car was conveyed to the only soldier in the team who could speak the island language. Amelika's soldier's education level was not high, and speaking the island language was also a small probability event.

"I received!"

Da Bing, who yearned for the culture of the island country, sighed, and was discouraged why he learned the island language. Isn't it because he didn't have to wait for others to translate the text when he wanted to read comics, and it is still illegal to watch certain types of comics in the island country in China.

He likes to watch anime, but he is not a middle schooler, he knows that he is not an anime male protagonist, and there will be no adventures in death.

But under the stares of unknown big people, he could only bite the bullet and head up.

The opening is to be just and righteous, to show the style of Amelika; or to be gentle...

"Ding dong!!"

The tattered monk moved his meditation stick in his hand, and the sharp bottom pierced into the eyeball beside him.

This move immediately blocked the words of the Azhai soldier.

"Ouch, my eyes."

Everyone who watched the scene in the middle of the pupil closed their eyes, and the commander put down the cola with a sigh and rubbed his eyelids with his fingers.

Humans' ability to feel pain is always magnified instantly when it involves eyes, finger gaps and other parts. Smith is even more so. He screamed on the spot, unable to accept that the **** he admired was easily injured by others.

"what!"

"How dare you hurt the gods!"

Perhaps it was Smith's cry that attracted the monk, or the monk's target included Smith.

"Ding dong."

The bell rang, and the ghostly monk looked at Smith.

There was a breeze in the calm woods, and the murderous air machine locked Smith's body.

"Pfft."

The Zen staff lifted ~lightnovelpub.net~ and the sharp tip inserted directly into Smith's heart, and red blood spurted out, dripping down the edge of the Zen staff.

Cassette cut.

The Zen Staff made a neat cassock cut, and a deep right slash wound appeared on Smith's body.

The military uniform is torn, and Sen Bai's bones can always be seen in the ravines of the wound!

If you go deeper, you can't say enough to cut Smith in half.

But such a terrifying wound does not need to go deeper. No human being can survive, even with the most advanced medical treatment in modern times, and even let the priestess of Yoyogi Shrine take action!

"Evil, retreat."

Black light gushed out from Smith's wound. It was the black light that flew out of his eyes just now. From the perspective of perception, it was indeed full of evil spirits.

"What did the monk say?" The chief commander looked at the assistant beside him, spread his hands, with disbelief in his tone, "Our transcendence was just killed like this? It's only a few seconds?"