When the city was under attack, there was still music in the Blood Rose Bar. A few disheveled, wild men played heavy metal music on the stage, cheered by loudspeakers to completely cover up the explosions outside. In addition, a few exposed girls wiggled their water snake waist frantically on it, which completely attracted the attention of the guests.

These dancers flicked back and forth like fish on the edge of the stage, using their thighs and the faint scenery under the skirt to make the men below extremely excited. The men squeezed in the front row laughed and touched these women’s long legs or buttocks from time to time. The dancers would lower their bodies with a smile, so that when the men showed their tall and plump breasts, the guests would also tip Tucked into those alluring cleavage.

Some even whispered something in the dancer's ear. If the dancer nodded, then the business of staying at night would be negotiated.

The atmosphere in the bar was very warm, until the door of the bar was suddenly gasped, and the people inside reacted. A few unlucky guys not far in front of the door directly hit the door panel and vomited blood. This sudden change caused the music to stagnate, and the dancer above also stopped dancing, looking out of the door with a frightened expression and backing back again and again. . So some of the men in the front row who were already a little drunk squeezed into the crowd to see who was so bold and disturbed their interest.

A man walked in from the gate that was blasted off. His figure didn't appear to be that tall, it could be said to be of medium height. She was wearing a long black windbreaker, which was open, revealing the firm body inside. The sharp muscles made the dancers on the stage brighten, and when they saw the man dragging another person in, the interest she had just born disappeared immediately.

The man who was dragged in from the outside by the man in the windbreaker had a **** face, and his right leg was twisted unnaturally, which was obviously interrupted by violence. This man is no stranger to everyone. He is the spectator of this bar. This guy named Sonny can single out three regular soldiers. For ordinary people, it is like a nightmare. But now he was weakly pulled in by the man in the windbreaker, and then he was thrown to the ground like a pig.

The man in the trench coat with most of his face hidden in his hood glanced at the man in the bar and then smiled. He raised his leg and stepped on Sonny's chest with one foot. Sonny's body was like paper, and his chest sank suddenly. When the man in the windbreaker pulled up his foot again, a fountain of blood spurted out.

The bar was silent first, and then screamed following the woman on the stage. The man panicked too, and they only thought of running away. But it was too late. The man in the trench coat smashed into the flock like a lion. His terrifying power could tear a strong man at will. No one was his opponent. Those who dared to resist were often torn into two pieces by him, and those who ran away were beaten to death by a table or something he casually threw over.

After a few minutes, the bar gradually became quiet. Except for a few guys who had noticed something wrong at the beginning, jumping out of the window cleverly, everyone else died. But the few who ran away won't be any better off, there are more nightmares waiting for them outside.

The bar was littered with men's corpses, and a layer of blood floated on the ground, forming plasma. Stepping on the plasma, the man in the windbreaker jumped onto the stage and came to the only dancer left. This dancer was so afraid that she was incontinent. She cried and said to the man in the trench coat: "Don't kill me, sir. I will give you money, I will give you all..."

She took out all the tips she got tonight, offered them with trembling hands, and then barely made a charming expression: "Look, I look good. If you need it, I can accompany you, how do you want to play? It's okay, just beg you don't kill me..."

The man smiled and pulled down his hood, revealing a rough face. It looked like those drunks who sold drunks on the street, but his eyes were as black as ink. Like, the eyes of the devil!

He stretched out his hand to the dancer and gently stroked her face. The woman only felt terrified. The hands were as cold as ice. When he stroked his palms, it made the dancer feel no different from being swiped by a cold snake on her face. Suddenly, the man held the woman's face in his hands. The dancer thought he was at least interested in his body, so she let go of her heart. But suddenly felt that he seemed to be holding it too hard, and she immediately wanted to pull the man's hand away, but it moved a bit. As a result, the woman's cheeks gradually squeezed into a ball, and finally, as the man squeezed, his head burst into blood mist, spraying his face.

He wiped his face excitedly, stood up on the stage and raised his hair with a roar like a beast!

When they heard the alarm, they all bounced off his bed. The colonel in the dark opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, and he was not half drunk. Du Ze leaped to the window and opened the shutters. As far as he could see, there were buildings shrouded in flames, and countless screams came from the city.

"Damn it!" Du Choi shouted, turning back and kicking open the closet door. There were only a few changed clothes and pants, besides, there was only a big sword in a pitch-black leather sheath lying there quietly. There is an eagle head carved on the hilt of this great sword. It was a gift from Duze's father when he was just selected to join the Scarlet Knight.

The flying eagle meant that Du Choi soared into the sky from now on, but unfortunately his father didn't see it, but Choi chose the current situation. Because ten years ago, his father died in a family civil strife. After arriving in the Shadow City, this great sword named "Golden Falcon" has been left unused, and now the sword is still covered with dust.

They both picked it up, and quickly tied it behind them. He had just finished this matter, and his heart moved. The next moment, the window burst, and a figure slid in flexibly and swept towards all selections with one leg.

Du snorted coldly, squeezing the opponent's leg with one hand, and slamming an elbow on the leg with the other flexing, and the opponent immediately heard a continuous sound of bone breaking. All chose to throw it away, and threw the sneak attacker to the floor. The colonel patted the light source in the bedroom, and saw a woman in a black trench coat lying on the ground like a spider under the light, but one of her legs had been deformed under the attack of Du Select, and she looked unusable. But this woman didn't care at all, her head was hidden in her hood, and Du Ze felt her awe-inspiring gaze walking around him.

"Who are you?" Both chose to shout.

The woman didn't answer, she held her hands together, and swooped towards the colonel. Both chose a solemn face, and drew their swords backhand when the woman approached. The sword light flashed in the room, and when the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, a drop of blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the floor. The woman turned into two corpses, one fell on the bed of both, and the other rolled near the closet.

Although the other party is female, the colonel is not naive enough to be merciful because of his gender. The lion fights the rabbit, still using its full strength. The same is true for Du Xie, as long as it is an enemy, then go all out to culminate. This is the first word the school officer said to him when he entered the blood knight, and he has always engraved it in his heart.

Holding a big sword in his hand, the colonel left the bedroom without even wearing the blood riding uniform, so he walked through the living room and picked up a communicator at the entrance. He kicked the door open, and choking smoke burst out of the door. The colonel passed through the thick smoke and came to the nearby street. Looking around, the whole city was burning. The lampposts on the street are slanted, the cars are turned over, and the bodies are everywhere, a mess!

"Sura, did you hear me? Please answer!" Du Ze yelled into the communicator, hoping to know what happened through the lieutenant.

However, after continuous calls, no response was received.

Suddenly a figure came out from the window of a bungalow on the opposite street, another guy in a black windbreaker. He roared and rushed towards the colonel, all snorting, his body moved sideways, the sword was lifted and then swung down, and immediately cut the man into two pieces. He wanted to continue calling, but found that more and more people in black near the street did not know where they came from.

These guys hid their faces under their hats, but Duzi felt they exuded the breath of beasts.

"All right..."

Du Ze dropped the communicator and used both hands to hold the sword. His eyes were awe-inspiring, and he slowly turned a circle to scan all the enemies.

(Don’t die, Seurat.)

With a loud roar, they all chose to carry their swords and kill them in the direction of the street entrance. That is the place with the least number of people in black!

On the city wall, a thigh crushed the communicator. Then a tall shadow slid across the wall, and then fell towards the inner city. He fell heavily to the ground, without even bending his knees, so he slammed straight onto the concrete floor. The ground shook first, followed by a circle of mud and sand, spreading away like ripples, and then stopped after a distance of three meters.

Then the tall figure walked in the direction of Du Ze, and a drop of blood was dripping on the mechanical arm of his right hand. This is certainly not his blood, but Seurat's.

The lieutenant leaned against the wall, his face leaned back, and a clear fist print appeared on his chest. He was dead, but his hands reached the outer wall to support his body, so that he did not fall down! This is the last bit of dignity he can maintain!

The big sword in Du Ze's hand did not stop for a moment, and there were many black figures in his eyes. These people in black who didn't know where they came from seemed like they couldn't be killed. And after the fight, Du Ze found that these guys are just like living corpses. If you don't chop off their heads, and then chop them off, they can also drag half of their body to attack you.

But the colonel didn't think these guys would be living corpses, because they were too quiet and too self-disciplined, just like an army. Do not think that the living corpse would behave like this. More importantly, as long as the living corpse sees blood, whether it is an enemy or a companion, it will surge up. But these guys didn't. The colonel had already cut several people in the middle of the attack. They didn't die immediately, and the other people in black didn't stop to attack their companions.

Judging from this, these guys are not living corpses, but Du Choi doesn't know what they are.

The colonel jumped high, a bright red energy field surged from the blade of the big sword, and then slashed heavily, dragging a gorgeous flame tail in the air and hitting the man in black below. Under the power of this violent slash, the three men in black walked staggeringly a few steps, and then fell to the ground at the same time, their heads turned into a mass of paste. And more people in black flew out of the sword wind, falling down like straws in the same circle being pressed by the wind.

All choose a lighter pressure and dare not stay. Before the chasers could keep up, he rushed to the street. He knew very well that the capital of shadows had fallen. If he continues to stay in the city, it will be a battle to death in the end. But if he fled back to Evernight City, he would also be sent to a military court, where he would eventually be executed for the crime of escape.

So there is only one way before the colonel, which is to give up the identity of the blood rider and continue to live as a wilderness capable person.

If he doesn't want to die.

Of course he didn't want to die, so he chose a way to the outside of the city. Ke just rushed out of the street, and a shop on the left suddenly burst into pieces. While splints and mudstones were splashing all over, a tall figure slammed into the superior!

There was no time to let Du Xie avoid, he had to grit his teeth and use a big sword. The next moment, the two collided together, and both heard the sound of breaking his arm bones, and he flew out. After pulling the distance away, he could see that he was a man nearly three meters tall. His right hand had been converted into a long mechanical arm. At first glance, he knew that it was a work full of violent aesthetics, a symbol of strength and rage!

At the moment he fell to the ground, he bounced again, his arms were so painful, that was because the bones had been broken. But they all chose to use energy to pull them in, and still maintained a certain combat capability in a short period of time~lightnovelpub.net~ He knew very well that if he didn't kill this big guy, he wouldn't be able to go anywhere tonight.

After this guy appeared, the other men in black stopped attacking and dispersed, seeming to look for other prey.

Du Ze took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards the big man with swords in both hands.

When cutting into the opponent's defense range, they all jumped up, the sword's edge surged with a red tide, and another violent chop and slash went out. The big sword fell towards the big man with a **** flame. In Du Ze's calculation, the opponent must first evade his attack and then look for a chance to counterattack, and he will have a series of follow-up attacks to surprise the big man. Then the sword fell, and the big man only tilted his head, letting the colonel slash the sword on his generous shoulder.

The moment the great sword entered the body, it was immediately tightened by the big man's muscles. Du Ze's face changed, he only felt that this guy's muscles suddenly turned into steel bars, so that his sword could no longer make progress! Du Ze wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but found that the big sword did not move at all. At this moment, the big man raised his mechanical arm with a grinning grin. At the moment when he suddenly screamed and expelled a few plumes of smoke from the exhaust hole on his shoulder, the fist of the manipulator slammed into the colonel's abdomen from bottom to top!

Everyone chose their pupils to shrink, and the whole person was punched into a shrimp shape. After a while, a big mouthful of blood spurted out of the colonel's mouth.