After landing, the girl in black had a stern face and no panic in her posture. She just glanced at him indifferently, put away her gun, and reminded, "When fighting, don't look around, and don't stare at anyone in a daze."
"Yes, yes, miss."
He nodded hurriedly, responded, hurriedly shouldered the gun, jumped out of the truck, and ran towards the fighting crowd——
Not only because today he saw Miss Jian's combat prowess that he had never seen before, but also her spear skills that surpassed everyone here. It was shocking and stunning, but it was also undeniable. Her naturally terrifying temperament, and
It makes people yearn for it.
Everyone is willing to sacrifice their life for such a person.
Twenty people, fighting very hard.
Dodge, shoot, and apply what they have learned throughout their lives to the extreme.
With twenty against one hundred, this was originally a worrying figure, but now, the situation has been easily reversed, and it has become a situation where their team has a guaranteed victory.
Yan Xiaoyu stood on a truck, standing high up, looking down at the moving crowd and the constantly flying sparks. Suddenly, he sat down.
She didn't know why she sat down, but when she saw the corpses on the ground, her heart suddenly palpitated and started beating rapidly.
She sat down, threw away the sniper rifle, raised her hand, and held her chest.
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.
It was so fast that she could no longer hear anything, and all she could hear was the hollow and intense heartbeat.
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang bang bang————
The continuous beating speed almost moved her body and started to make her breath short.
What's wrong?
She clenched her hands and frowned, confused by her behavior.
What's wrong with her?
So thirsty...
There seemed to be thousands of rays of sunlight shining directly on the top of the head, and the place where the feet stepped seemed to be on fire. Even the soles of the feet were burning, and there was heat flowing through them.
At this moment, her throat seemed to be on fire, sore and dry, as if her next breath would spit out a mouthful of inner fire.
This was a hundred times, ten thousand times more serious than the thirst she had before getting off the plane. It had even exceeded her endurance limit, and she was so thirsty that her whole body was shaking...
"ah----!"
A scream rang out from under the car.
She looked intently and saw that an enemy had been killed. The bullet penetrated the center and he fell on the tire. There was a pool of blood next to his head...
Then, there was another scream, and when I looked closely, I saw that it was a member of their Hei Terror subordinates. Unfortunately, he was shot. He squatted on the ground and ran to the side. He covered his right arm that was shot, but he still couldn't resist the attack.
Gurgling blood.
When those red, dazzling, and constantly flowing things suddenly came into her eyes in large areas.
Yan Xiaoyu paused suddenly.
Her heartbeat, which was so fast, stopped suddenly at that moment.
The world is quiet.
Even the heartbeat that was stirring up mania suddenly stopped and became quiet.
This feeling of quietness is really soothing.
It seems that people clearly understand what she wants, needs, and sees.
Need...to see something...
When this consciousness floated into his mind, Yan Xiaoyu's pupils suddenly dilated. For a moment, his clear eyes were filled with anticipation, transcendence, and excitement.
Yes, she understood, she was not bloodthirsty or perverted, what she needed and saw was death.
Only death can bring her peace, and only death can make people feel at ease.
die---
At this moment, gunfire was loud and it was still chaotic. The two groups of people were still dodging and hiding in a guerrilla chase.
It's too slow. This speed is too slow.
The chaotic mentality will come back soon. She urgently needs to calm down this painful process. She needs speed, speed, fast speed...
With this thought in her mind, her body flew out uncontrollably.
The black figure was like a black lightning falling from the sky, and the fluttering skirt was like a demon angel falling to the ground. In an instant, it appeared with beauty, and fell with flawlessness. As the figure swayed, what fell was not roses and flowers, but blood.
with sickle.
Death's Scythe.
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…
The sky suddenly darkened and the wind became heavy.
The unscrewed black skirt gave people no time to appreciate the arrival of the black angel. A black Swiss knife fell from it and inserted it into the chest of the person without any deviation.
The man panicked and raised his hand to draw his sword.
Unexpectedly, the moment he tried to lift his finger, the ghostly black figure was already lying on top of him.
He raised his head and suddenly looked at her.
He saw the girl smiling, with an expectant smile, innocent face, bloodthirsty movements, and innocent eyes.
Swish————
The knife slid directly downward from the chest.
The girl pulled the handle of the knife, as if she was holding a switch, or playing with a toy. Her eyes moved, and she pulled it down. There was a loud noise and a scream. The person who was shot was shot from the chest to the body.
, life and death, was cut in half by the girl.
Blood spurted out.
She jumped away and dodged, looking at the fountain of blood with a cold expression on her lips.
It suddenly became colder around me and the sky became darker.
She stepped forward, slowly advancing, her eyes locked on several other targets in front of her.
After fixing his eyes, those few people were so frightened that they dared not move.
"Stay, okay, okay, stay." The girl said, her words were a little slow for some unknown reason, like an innocent baby, like a child learning to speak, "No, don't move."
As soon as the word fell to the ground, the heads of the three of them had fallen.
Then, the bright figure and the flying skirt looked like a wandering cat or a running leopard in the mountain road. Wherever they went, there was blood everywhere, and the interlacing of black and red dyed the entire area into darkness.
color.
She could no longer think, she had lost consciousness.
The rising dryness and racing heart were driving her crazy.
Her eyes were red and condensed with bloodlust, and her body moved wantonly.
There is only one cat left in the world.
One is dim, but understands the blackness of blood.
A cat who is born to be charming, yet unknown and ignorant.
Jump down from the girl and stop.
Only five points.
The world is quiet.
The gunshots, shouts, and sounds of fighting all stopped at this moment.
The mountain beasts, insects, and birds seemed to be frightened and frightened, hiding in the deepest place, not daring to call more.
She stood quietly with her eyes closed, as if she was feeling something, and she seemed to have lost her intuition.
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…
She stood there, standing quietly.
Until, she seemed to feel a hint of coldness, trembled, and opened her eyes.
When she saw the mutilated corpses all over the ground, saw blood staining half of the mountain road and vehicles, and saw the dead people lying on the ground with no one alive...
She was shocked and took a few steps back.
The body hit a boulder.
That impact was very forceful.
It seemed that he was greatly shocked.
It seemed that he was feeling deeply frightened.
Her pupils were still bloodshot, but they were extremely dazzled, reaching the limit of endurance.