() "Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the hammer in the camel's hand hit Molotov with lightning speed. The speed was so fast that the screeners present could not capture the trajectory of the hammer. It felt like the hammer was still moving just a second ago.

In the hands of the camel, Molotov was knocked to the ground a second later. Only in

The whine of the hammer tearing through the viscous air was left on my eardrums, as well as the half-meter-deep groove on the ground, which was the result of the plowing of the hammer, caused by the friction between the soil and rocks on the ground and the hammer.

The scorched black marks are clearly visible, and it is not the explosion of fine and shiny electric charges.

Some screeners even doubted whether they had blinked at all. They rubbed their eyes in disbelief and then burst into murmurs.

Luo Tuo snorted disdainfully, stretched out the purple claws on his right arm, and dug hard into the air. The burning gem on the back of his hand burst into flames, and was then crushed by the sharp claws.

The hammer that was deeply embedded in Molotov's belly trembled violently for a few times, and made a low thunder roar as if it was alive. A muffled thunder exploded. Everyone frowned fiercely and couldn't help but

He shook his head.

My eardrums were about to burst, and half of my body felt itchy and stinging like needles!

The hammer did not return along the original path. Instead, it followed the waving of the camel's arm and drew a semicircular arc on the scene, knocking several selectors of the Christian Trappist Group to the ground and knocking another polar bear team into the ground.

The assassin who rushed out was knocked to the ground. Only then did he return to Luotuojiang's purple claws.

Now everyone understood why this "deformed" looking guy was called "Camel"! The shape of the short-handled hammer looked like the word "work", as if the cross section of the railroad track had been magnified several times. Iron

The surface of the hammer was covered with tiny scratches, and these scratches were stained with dark red blood stains that looked like rust.

This hammer was given a bloody evil aura, and the camel flew back with the hammer silently slung on his back, making him look like he had two humps.

What reassured these screeners was that after Luo Tuo finished using this move, the golden light spots slowly surging like chao on his faceplate dimmed a bit as he was panting.

The camel ignored the screeners whose muscles were broken by the impact. He looked at Jin Zhenhuan with interest, then grinned, revealing two hundred white teeth.

Jin Zhenhuan was so embarrassed by his laughter that he nodded awkwardly. Just as he was about to force a smile from his face, his expression changed and he immediately yelled, "Come closer to me! Damn it! Brother Xiaosha is missing!"

This team, called the Baekdu Mountain Eagles, was originally gathered in a group. When they heard Jin Zhenhuan's roar, all the members swung around him. Jin Zhenhuan shrank his head, eager to find a crack in the ground to get in immediately. On the surface,

He doesn't care about Brother Xiaosha. In fact, everyone present

The one he fears most is Brother Xiaosha. That guy is ranked fifty-eight on the top assassin list in the server space. There are rumors that he is completing the golden weapon mission. If successfully completed, the shadow sword in his hand can be used.

He ranks among the top thirty, and it is not impossible for him to hit the top twenty!

Jin Zhenhuan cursed in a low voice. He was an APC, and his HP value was only 1,500. It took him all his efforts to find two pieces of equipment that could increase the HP value. Even so, he could not guarantee that he would be able to use it in Brother Xiaosa's hands.

It lasted three minutes!

What he didn't notice was that the man standing next to him suddenly changed his face. This guy was short and stocky, and his back was as wide as two door panels.

"Monroe! What are you doing?" Jin Zhenhuan said with a pale face. He suddenly realized the danger. Munroe can be regarded as the tank in the Paektu Mountain Eagle. His movements are usually extremely slow. He is like a hibernating bear who only eats.

It's not just once or twice that you get distracted on the battlefield.

This time, he moved extremely quickly. He separated the crowd into a path with a push of his shoulders, and at the end of the path was the pale-faced Kim Jung-hwan!

Hearing Jin Zhenhuan's words, Men Luo laughed twice and said, "I'll protect you, leader!" Before he finished speaking, Men Luo rushed over, and his movements were so fast that he left an afterimage in front of everyone. Jin Zhenhuan

As soon as his throat became cold, Munro came around behind him, and a cold hand covered his mouth.

"Cough cough... cough cough..." Before Monroe could speak, he coughed violently several times, and the splash of spittle made the back of Jin Zhenhuan's head feel cold, "I'm sorry... cough cough... I'm just such a person.

This problem...ahem!"

Others didn't understand why and started yelling.

"Monroe, you're crazy!"

"Let go of the boss!"

"Fat pig, you don't want to live anymore!"

Just as everyone was scolding, an ignorant voice came from the periphery of the crowd, "Why are you scolding me?"

The people from Changbai Mountain Eagle turned their heads in disbelief and saw Monroe rubbing his groggy eyes and smacking his lips and saying, "Woke me up, what are you all doing together?" Monroe wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth,

He was still holding a greasy, half-eaten leg of beef in his hand and said.

He is Monroe, then who is he?

Jin Zhenhuan blinked his eyes in pain, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation. He was not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates!

Monroe, who was coughing, smiled with difficulty and said to himself, "You were still found out. If it weren't for my illness, you would have died long ago!"

Jin Zhenhuan swallowed dryly, his Adam's apple rolled on the cold sword, and he immediately shivered, "Brother Sa, please stop joking with me, I have narrow shoulders and I can't bear it..."

Monroe's appearance melted like nai oil as he coughed, revealing the sickly handsome brother. He coughed a few times and said, "Don't move around. I've been very ill recently and my hands are shaking so much!"

Jin Zhenhuan quickly tightened his arms with a sad face. Brother Xiaosha thought it was not enough, so he pursed his lips and said, "Weapons..."

"Oh, oh." Jin Zhenhuan quickly threw the bone bow in his hand to the ground. His bow also came with the "Bow String Strangulation Technique". When the enemy is close, he can use the back of the bow to stun the enemy, and then use the bow string.

It strangles the enemy's throat to cause a critical hit. After a critical hit, it can also temporarily increase the movement speed by 15%.

It's not like he never thought about resisting, but Brother Xiaosha didn't even give him this chance.

"Brother Sa, you see, I also helped you rescue that guy. I broke Edmund's wind blade," Jin Zhenhuan's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You know we are all the same.

We are from the same camp, and the original attack is ineffective, but you are still so excited...it's so worthless!"

Brother Xiaosha suppressed his cough in his throat and whispered, "Oh, I saw it. This is not the key, the key is...you said if I break your hand tendon? Can you recover in a short time?"

"

Jin Zhenhuan immediately broke out a few drops of cold sweat from his forehead. Are you kidding me? Although attacks from the same camp are ineffective, it also means that the HP will not be reduced. This is not to say that a chop is nothing, this is not in line with objective laws. Overclocking is just digitization.

The screener's body does not make the screener invulnerable.

He laughed dryly and said, "Brother Sa is so funny, how could the tendons grow in such a short time, haha."

Brother Xiaosha frowned, "Your people are surrounding me so tightly that I can't breathe. It doesn't matter if I cough twice, I won't die. If my hands are shaking..."

"Disperse quickly! Disperse quickly!" Jin Zhenhuan said hurriedly. The selectors of the Baektu Mountain Eagle dispersed the formation with angrily faces. Their boss, to put it bluntly, bullies the weak and fears the strong. They encountered this situation.

It was a first for many, but it was Kim Jung-hwan's approach of adapting to the situation that allowed the entire team to go through several plots without losing strength instead of increasing.

"You are so obedient," Brother Xiaosha, Bai Baijin Zhenhuan, whispered into his ear on his shoulder, "Let me tell you again, my name is Brother Xiaosha, not Brother Sa!"

Jin Zhenhuan nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "Remember, boss, whatever you say will be yours!"

Brother Xiaosha ignored Jin Zhenhuan's words and said loudly to Molotov who was struggling on the ground, "Hey, polar bear people, listen up, that guy has the Alkaz Crucible in his hand, don't do stupid things!"

Molotov almost couldn't breathe. As soon as he started to speak, he felt his sternum making a "click" sound, "Fuck! Brother Xiaosha, you did a good job!" His eyes glared through his fluffy eyelashes.

He stared at the camel and roared like a beast from his chest, "You remember it!"

He was not a fool. When he heard the news about Alkaz's Crucible, he just wanted to stop but was knocked to the ground by a hammer. Fortunately, his beast's degraded ability had good defense, otherwise he would have been hit by the hammer.

It is possible to vomit up to three liters of blood.

The Alkaz Crucible is an important item for their mission. Only by obtaining it can the Gate of Moria be opened, otherwise everyone will be purged by the Overclocking God. The importance of this is self-evident!

Before Molotov could express his resentment, his attention was attracted by Edmund's scream, and then he took a breath of air.

Wang Hu grabbed Edmund's arm with both hands, stepped on Edmund's back with one foot, raised his hands upwards, and then brought them down hard. Two "click" sounds of broken bones were heard.

Edmund's arms were twisted into twists. But that wasn't the end of it, the two miserable twisted arms were broken alive by Wang Hu!

The human-shaped Edmund tossed it casually, as casually as throwing a rotten rag. Then he picked up the goose-feather wand and tore the white goose feathers into pieces with two or two strokes. He raised the kukri frantically in confusion.

chop!

The reason why attacks from the same camp are ineffective is that if I don’t chop you, I’ll chop the guy you’re eating first!

Today is my home court, and I have the final say today!

Wang Hu, who had chopped seventeen or eighty times in succession, picked up the goose-feather wand and pushed it hard with both hands. With a click, the silver weapon made of elderberry and added with the nerve line of the little finger of the dragon became two pieces!

The broken wand let out a shrill scream, and a few drops of blue dragon blood flowed out.

Wang Hu threw away his wand, touched his thighs and trousers, and cursed, "Pistol, serve! Bring me the Alkaz Crucible!"
Chapter completed!