Bai Lang's pistol was knocked down at this time, and I don't know where it fell? His body was lying on the ground, and every bone was moaning.

Suddenly a small bag of paper appeared in his hand. He folded it into small squares with toilet paper, wrapped in green "burning blood-crystals", which was the result of his labor last night. Without thinking about it, he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in one bite.

The saliva quickly wet the paper bag, and then the astringent sensation spreads at the base of the throat and tongue. The original severe pain was instantly suppressed and replaced by the burning sensation, such as analgesics + stimulants.

His heart was beating violently, green energy penetrated into the blood vessel and spread out, strange stripes spread out from his chest, and new power emerged from his body.

[You take the "burning blood" overdose, strength +1.1 (temporary), physical strength +1.2 (temporary), agility +0.5 (temporary), and mental erosion by unknown forces, you have not passed the judgment...]

…

After the orc noticed the changes in Bai Lang's body, he seemed to recognize the enemy who killed his father. His expression became ferocious and hatred, and his momentum became even more cruel and violent. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Bai Lang's calf.

At this time, "Brother Lang" was also in a state of madness and could no longer feel the pain. A new force temporarily covered the original body, blocking the pain and damage transmitted by the brain, further squeezing his potential and health, and bringing unparalleled power (temporary).

He suddenly shrank his legs and avoided the orc's grab, then his body formed a circle, rolling and lying on the side of the orc.

Then Bai Lang thrust his legs and flew toward one of the orcs' arms from the side. Just as the destruction jumped from behind to the human, he was also fighting against this larger orc.

At the same time, Brother Lang, whose brain was a little corroded, roared violently: "May evil be with me, you tribe pig, go to die!"

The demonized orc swung his right arm, trying to shake off Bai Lang, while stretching his left hand out from his chest, trying to grab his right leg, and then snatched it hard and pulled the little bug off.

At this time, Bai Lang had infinite motivation. His waist was swinging, his body shook flexibly, and he suddenly used joint skills to ride on the orc's shoulders, twisting his legs, locking his head and throat.

However, the orc grabbed back with his right hand, grabbed Bai Lang's knee with his five fingers, and then grabbed it with force. Only the sound of "Kakuk" bones were broken.

Those who break their knees will always break them.

Bai Lang screamed loudly, his expression was also fierce. At this time, there was an extra screwdriver in his hand. He held his hands together without thinking and raised his head high. At this moment, the Destroy Demon "crumbly and a little salty" fought side by side with him. Brother Lang inherited the fine tradition passed down from generation to generation by the Destroy Demon clan and stabbed his crotch without hesitation!

Of course, there was also a huge orc head blocking his crotch, acting as a defensive buffer.

The slender screwdriver is fast and fierce. The orcs didn't have time to stop it, and they instantly penetrated their eyes and penetrated deep into their heads. Then the "bleed" effect was triggered. Under the special equipment effect, the blood flowed continuously.

"Ho huh huh huh..."

The orc roared in pain, clenched Bai Lang's right leg with one hand, swayed from side to side, pulled him off from behind, and slashed wildly at the ground. Like a Hulk beating Loki, it repeatedly swung back and forth, and the ground on the pharmacy trembled, and finally threw it out of the pharmacy like venting.

…

Brother Lang flew straight out of the broken window like a cannonball and smashed into the ruins across the road.

At this time, his face was covered in blood, his internal organs were ruptured and bleeding, his bones were broken, his energy was like a slept in the spring, his lower body even lost consciousness, and his eyes were almost losing their luster.

But sadly, the "burning blood" in his body is still taking effect, constantly squeezing and overdrawing vitality and continuously transforming into new forces. Suppressing his own pain, constantly recharge him, and regaining his spirit again.

However, his bones were broken and his muscles were torn. He couldn't even get up. He could only be in a passive state of dying but not dying, suffering in pain.

…

The nearby sharp blade demons saw Brother Lang embedded in the ground like garbage and didn't move, and they screamed. They were frightened by the cruel aura emitted by the orcs, and they did not dare to get close, but they were even more reluctant to leave, and they were swaying and tormenting.

The orc in the pharmacy held the constantly bleeding screwdriver with one hand and pulled it out, causing three feet of blood to burst into tears. He was so painful that he could not breathe. He covered his head with his hands and bent down to kneel down on the ground, screaming shrillly, not even caring about Bai Lang.

The sharp blade demons waited for a while, and saw that the orcs had not yet chased them out, and Bai Lang was still in a state of half-dead paralysis. He couldn't help but take the courage to touch this side.

…

Brother Lang's expression was ugly at this time. He had already felt the malice of these sharp blade demons. After waiting for so long, both sides finally suffered losses. Of course, they didn't mind the fisherman's profit.

Fortunately, Brother Lang's body kept gushing out of his body, allowing him to recover continuously, at least his right arm could barely move. The "Yanzhi Assassination" was knocked away and I don't know where it was thrown? But there was a pistol in his storage space, which suddenly appeared in his hand.

The wrist turned and pressed against the temple with difficulty.

Brother Lang looked sideways and saw several sharp blade demons walking towards him with weapons cautiously, with cunning light flashing in his eyes.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Bai Lang's lips: "Your dad, you will always be your dad!"

Bang!

Restart, black screen, restart...

…

In the Blade Demon's vision, a large amount of black smoke floated out of Bai Lang's father, wrapping and entangling him.

[You have experienced an ordinary death, IBM particles + 4.]

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Lang suddenly raised his hand and pointed his muzzle at the sharp blade demon who was carrying a kitchen knife and preparing to stab him in his heart.

Both sides froze at the same time, and the scene was once embarrassed, and then a "bang!" sound. The sharp blade demon's head was blooming, and the bullet shot out from the back of the head, then he fell back, fell down, and stood up.

There was a silence in the scene, and then several other "sons" threw down their weapons and scattered in a hurry to escape...

"I know my secret, but I still want to escape?" Bai Lang was full of energy at this time and was useless to aim. He shot directly. The three sharp blade demons fell to the ground one by one, but were not dead and were still crawling. Then he re-energized the guns and ended the rebellious one by one.

I feel like a small number of good dogs! After returning to the camp this time, maybe you can try to domesticate the destruction?

...

At this time, he turned his head and looked at the orc who covered his right eye, blood juice constantly flowing out of his fingers. After hearing the gunshot, the other party had already climbed up.

Both sides looked at each other from a distance, and the orcs limped towards Bailang with hatred and were already seriously injured.

Brother Lang took out a toilet paper bag again and swallowed it into his mouth, and his blood was boiling...

[You are over-eroded by the "burning blood", temporary strength +1, physical strength +1, agility +0.7... Your mental will is eroded, undecided,...]

All the prompts in his ears were left behind, Bai Lang changed the magazine and entered the space. His eyes were filled with blood, and he suddenly grinned and roared and rushed towards the orc at a rapid speed.

"Praise the Fel!"

The other party stood still and trembled. Bai Lang suddenly lowered his body, rolled flexibly, and stood up agilely from the back of the orc. Then he had an extra pistol in his hand, pressing against its leg bend, bang bang bang bang! He fired three shots in a row, and his knee was penetrated and shot, leaving a big hole.

The demonized orc knelt down with no strength, and slammed the elbow behind him with his backhand. The strong wind sounded. Bai Lang felt extremely keen intuition, jumped with all his might, jumped high, and avoided the back elbow, and then used his own weight to knock it down and hit the orc's head.

The orc was injured in the head, and the violent vibration caused eye injuries. The pain spread, allowing its next wave of attacks to dissipate.

Bai Lang grabbed the rhythm, pulled his arms to both sides of his body, then opened his bows left and right, and his fists slammed the orcs' temples like shells, constantly getting faster and faster.

His arms were tangled, and the blood in his body was boiling, and he felt his fists release power. The orcs trembled in pain again when the attack was causing injuries to the eyeballs.

At this moment, the pistol reappeared, pressed against the back of the demonized orc, and fired four shots in a row. Bai Lang quickly pulled back and observed vigilantly.

The huge orc fell to the ground, twitching and trembling, and it took a while to calm down...

"Huh...this feels...this is great!"

The effect of the medicine has not yet passed. After Bai Lang changed the magazine, he walked into the pharmacy, picked up the fallen Yanzhi assassination and magazine, pulled a chair and sat in the center of the pharmacy to rest.

...

At this time, his arms trembled violently, his muscles swelled and exploded, and the impulse for fighting had not subsided. He was hitting his mind in a wave and was on the verge of losing control.

He was worried about the complete loss of mind, the weakness after the medicine was effective, and also worried about whether there were monsters coming to me with the sound. So he decisively reversed the muzzle...

When he appeared again, Bai Lang's body returned to his best condition, and his clothes were worn out. Although his spirit was "full", his mind was exhausted.

[You experienced a negative review of death, IBM particles + 1.]

At this time, a light blue key was floating on the body of the demonized orc.

"This wave is not a loss."
Chapter completed!