Blood dripped along his chin onto the shiny metal fake hand.

The metal fake hand is contracting, and the throat bone is under pressure, making a weak sound.

The next moment, the throat will break.

The clown, however, did not care about his throat. He struggled to turn his head to the side, trying to see if the empty road behind him was still empty.

He is about to die, the air that can inhale in the lungs is getting less and less, and the brain begins to lack oxygen. At the moment of death, all five senses will be amplified. This is the case at this time, and he can even hear the fine and dense sound of his throat when his throat is cracked.

In that crisp sound, there was a cracking sound, which was so prominent.

Like a whistle that crosses the sky.

The clown thought, maybe his throat had been crushed.

In the end, I didn’t wait. That guy didn’t bring that guy to the world with his own hands. It’s really a pity.

The hand stuck in the clown's throat was released. The clown fell weakly into his pool of blood.

The clown who had already accepted death and was ready to face calmly,

But strange discovery,

Oxygen began to pour in, almost sagging lungs.

Didn't die?

Supporting on the ground, looking up, I saw a black back, standing in front of me with an iron rod.

Wang Jun, who just wanted to strangle the clown to death, was hit directly by Sun Hao with an iron rod. The metal foot was stopped and kept moving backward because he wanted to step on the body. A mark was drawn on the cement floor and gravels rose up together.

However, this did not stop the retreating momentum. The friction between the steps and the ground only slowed down the retreating process.

It cannot be removed at all, the huge force carried by Sun Hao's iron rod.

Until his back, he leaned against the wall.

Shake the wall open.

Wang Jun stopped,

He stroked the metal support frame that was smashed into the chest: "What a strong force, is the reincarnation of the Blue Team? You are finally here."

The shattered wall has cracks and continues to extend upwards.

Above the cracks, the moon in the garden is in the sky.

In the middle of the moon in the garden, the white gauze churns and the long hair floats.

Meng had closed her eyes and used her mental power to explore something,

The clown's whistle that he had just heard was true, not auditory hallucination.

As soon as Yu Shuaifu made a move, he used his strongest move, and the arrow shot through the night, and then disappeared when he was about to reach Meng's side.

"Ah! Look at my Arcanist's machine gun." Lao Cai Zhang Yawu grabbed it and jumped out, holding the submachine gun in his hand (turning back to check the name of the gun?), shooting wildly at Meng in the air and Wang Jun leaning against the wall.

The submachine gun jumps in his hand.

The bullet penetrated the white veil, the bullet drilled into the wall, and the bullet shot into Wang Jun's body.

Wang Jun was hit by a bullet, and red and black liquid flowed out of the wound.

The red one is blood,

The black one is oil.

Wang Jun was also hit by a few shots on his face, but this did not affect Wang Jun's actions at all.

In silence, he began to run in the rain of bullets.

Run towards Sun Hao,

On Wang Jun's head, a wild beast who had been squatting on the roof for a long time let out a low roar, jumped up from where he squatted, and rushed towards Lao Cai who was holding the gun.

Sun Hao raised the stick high without leaving any stamina. After using up the power of each muscle, Mount Tai pressed the top and smashed it down at Wang Jun who was rushing towards him with great momentum.

The stick just now did not kill the other party.

Sun Hao doesn't believe in evil, even if you are cast by iron.

Have you tried eating my stick now?

Wang Jun wanted to block it, but Wang Jun wanted to block it, but Wang Jun was not convinced from his heart. How powerful can a newcomer have? But when he rushed closer, he saw the tyrannical look in Sun Hao's eyes, Wang Jun raised his arm, but hesitated again.

The skeleton made of fine metal alloy is wrapped with a layer of Yadr titanium. Wang Jun's arms can theoretically block humans and have the greatest strength. Even the greatest strength that humans can produce is impossible to discount Wang Jun's arms.

No matter what kind of sword or peerless famous sword the person who hits Wang Jun is holding.

Not to mention that Sun Hao is just holding an inconspicuous iron stick now.

As long as Sun Hao's power is still within the scope of human beings.

You can definitely resist it.

The chip in Wang Jun’s brain is calculated like this. As long as you carry this stick, Wang Jun can take advantage of the situation to fight back. According to Sun Hao’s posture of using the stick in his eyes, Sun Hao used all his strength to this stick, without any backup plan.

As long as you bear it, this battle can almost be said to end with Sun Hao's tragic death.

But Wang Jun, who raised his arms, looked at Sun Hao's eyes and hesitated.

He slanted his arm a moment ago and did not dare to take it head-on. Sun Hao's stick.

A loud "dang" sounded like a blacksmith's hammer, hitting the iron drill, and Mars shot out from the place where the stick and the titanium alloy came into contact.

Although Wang Jun did not take Sun Hao's stick head-on, he was still smashed and flew out again.

The hard alloy arm was bent. Although this arm was not directly crushed, Wang Jun's flexibility in using this arm was undoubtedly reduced a lot during this hard end.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Wang Jun looked at Sun Hao with disbelief. From Langfeng's information, Wang Jun knew that although Sun Hao was the main combat power of the Blue Team, he was a newcomer, a newcomer who had entered the world of reincarnation for the first time.

It seems that although it was a pity that Lang Feng’s last failure was not completely unreasonable. Wang Jun raised Sun Hao’s strength again in his heart, and the chip in his mind began to calculate the strength comparison between the two parties based on this frontal contact.

The chip's calculation speed is very fast, and the chip is directly connected to the brain's neurons. The calculation results are returned to Wang Jun's brain, which is also very fast. The whole process is almost completed in less than a second.

"It seems that you can be considered a real enemy. If you are allowed to grow in the world of reincarnation, your future will be limitless. The potential for growth is not a little bit higher than mine." Wang Jun lifted his bent arm towards Sun Hao,

"It's a pity that you met me, and what I hate the most is a genius with infinite potential. Being able to kill such people in a cute tooth state is my favorite thing to do." Wang Jun is ordinary. When he first entered the world of reincarnation, all the values ​​were the same as his appearance, extremely ordinary, and he didn't even have talent skills. It was originally difficult for ordinary reincarnation people like him to survive in the world of reincarnation.

But Wang Jun is ruthless, and he is extremely cruel to himself. He dares to do what others dare not try.

Wang Jun gritted his teeth and accepted the transformation of human body mechanically, this method of strengthening the ultra-long rules.

Although there is no one like this now, its strength has been greatly improved.

"The power is OK. Try my Alpha miniature self-tracking missile to see if your endurance and life strength are the same as your power, which is commendable."

Wang Jun's mechanical upper arm opened from the middle, and three missiles flipped up from the arm.

In Wang Jun's words, the missile emitted flames and smoke and fired at Sun Hao.

(The next update was in the early morning. I sat in front of the computer for eight hours last night, but only wrote 5,000 words. It seems that I am destined to be a scumbag)

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Chapter completed!