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Chapter 642 Desperate Situation

The crisis of life and death loomed over me, and I quickly rolled to the side without thinking.

Almost close to my body, a red-black evil spirit sprayed on the ground where I had just stood, making a sizzling sound.

I turned back to look at this ghostly commander, my eyes flashing with blood.

I know in my heart that if I don’t deal with him, I’m afraid I won’t be able to kill Miyamoto Sakurako!

"Yangzi, what the hell do you mean?" A roar rang out from under the stone platform.

The three of them, Fatty, rushed towards the top of the stone platform again.

The little mute opened the way ahead, using the katana in his hand to shoot left and right, instantly cutting down two monsters.

Huzi's eyes were red, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the short knife. The figure of the white tiger was looming behind him.

The fat man held the bronze sword tightly with both hands, threw himself on the monster on the ground, and thrust the bronze sword into the monster's head with a ferocious expression.

"Go away quickly, your sacrifice cannot be in vain!" I yelled at the three of them.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you don't want to be a hero. Fatty, I'm not afraid of death. Let's fight these little devils!" The fat man scolded me while stabbing the bronze sword hard into the head of another monster, killing it completely.

"idiot!"

I cursed harshly, but I felt indescribably moved in my heart.

Friendship is revealed in adversity, life and death. Having these brothers in this life makes it worth my while to die.

Unfortunately, it was me who brought Fatty into disaster.

Soon, the four of us gathered together again, back to back to protect each other.

"Since you want to die so much, I will send you on your way!" Sakurako Miyamoto said gloomily.

More Yin soldiers rushed towards us in groups.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

I swung my sword and smashed several Yin soldiers who rushed towards me instantly.

Huzi and Fatty roared angrily, pulled the triggers in their hands, and frantically poured out the few remaining magazines.

The little mute let out an angry roar and slashed directly at the last few monsters with the samurai sword in his hand.

He is very smart and knows where his advantages are. These monsters are very deadly and much more dangerous than the Yin soldiers.

Fighting...

This is a real fight...

While waving the ghost-slaying sword in my hand, I quickly took out all the remaining paper talismans in my backpack, and regardless of the situation, I stuck them on the fat man and the little mute respectively to prevent them from being evil.

Qi invades the body.

As for Huzi, who was born with a white tiger that bleeds blood, he already has a strong murderous aura, and with the white tiger's backlash before, he no longer seems to be afraid of these sinister auras!

However, the battle was not fair from the beginning. The disparity between the enemy and ourselves was too great, and these evil soldiers still had bayonets in their hands. So before long, all four of us were covered in color!

Among them, Fatty's injuries were the most serious. Two knives were stabbed into his thighs and shoulders, especially the stab wounds on his shoulders, which almost pierced his chest.

Although the little mute dealt with several monsters at the same time, he was the least injured. This kid's strength was so great that in less than half a minute, he chopped down all the remaining monsters to the ground.

With my combined efforts, we will kill all these monsters.

But the little mute was also slapped on the back by a monster. His face was pale, and he probably suffered serious internal injuries.

Another monster scratched his neck, and blood flowed outward.

I didn't dare to be lazy, so I quickly poured the reincarnation pollen in the bottle into the palm of my hand, patted it on his wound, and let him swallow the rest.

Huzi and Fatty also began to swallow the reincarnation pollen in the bottle to replenish their physical strength.

Fortunately, we have this incredible supply of reincarnation pollen, otherwise we would have been dead a long time ago.

But even so, it is far from making up for the gap between the two sides.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

After three consecutive clear sounds, the talisman on the fat man finally could not withstand the erosion of the Yin Qi and began to burn on its own.

Once the talismans burned, they lost their protective effect. Fatty could only pull them away, roared and pulled the trigger crazily, sweeping outwards, bullets pouring out.

Sudden……

Click, click, click...

The submachine gun in Fatty's hand only made the sound of mechanical collision, but no bullets were spit out.

The magazine in Fatty's hand was finally finished.

The fat man threw the submachine gun hard on the ground, breathing heavily, like a bellows.

"I can't do it anymore, I have no energy at all..."

"Fat man, hold on..."

Huzi put his gun into Fatty's hand, but I could see that this was also the last magazine.

Hu Zi, who had always been fierce, could not help but tremble all over at this moment. It was obvious that he was reaching his limit.

Even I feel a little overwhelmed at this moment.

The dark soldiers around us didn't seem to have decreased much, and they still kept rushing towards us.

"It can't be done anymore, it really can't be done..."

The fat man's voice was extremely weak, and his body was swaying as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

He has reached his limit.

He is too fat and his physical strength is not as good as the rest of us.

I pulled the fat man between the three of us. Even if I die, I will die in front of the fat man!

"puff!"

My body trembled violently, and a sharp pain came from my back.

When I turned around, a rusty samurai sword was thrust into my lower back.

If the little mute hadn't grabbed the blade, the knife would have penetrated my body directly.

But even so, nearly several centimeters penetrated into my flesh and blood.

I can’t remember how many stab wounds this has on my body!

I didn't know how many knives I had swung, I just felt my arms were sore and weak, my body was exhausted from the exercise, my legs were weak and I sat on the ground.

Reached the limit...

It has really reached its limit...

Even the pollen of reincarnation cannot make up for such a huge loss!

"Master, I can't do it either!" Huzi said bitterly.

"I'm sorry, Fourth Master, for not being able to protect you properly!" Huzi's eyes were red, and crystal tears welled up from his eyes.

I grabbed the back of his neck and looked at Huzi with a smile, "Hold back your tears, young master, I am not afraid of death. We are worthy of our ancestors and worthy of our country!"

Huzi wiped away his tears and his eyes became even redder.

"Get the stuff out, we can't let the train leave here, I'm going to blow it up!"

Huzi nodded, put his hand into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was a C4 bomb in his palm.

"Master, let me go!" Huzi said as he stood up.

I grabbed him and said, "I'll do it!"

I grabbed the bomb and stood up from the ground unsteadily.

"It's not that easy to blow up a train!" Sakurako Miyamoto's cold voice sounded.

I looked at her coldly and laughed.

"Who said I was going to blow up the train?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I rushed towards Sakurako Miyamoto.

It's impossible to blow up a train. I can't rush down the mountain. I understand this.

"Stop him!"

Sakurako Miyamoto was so frightened by my madness that she screamed and retreated towards the edge of the stone platform.

The Japanese commander roared sharply and swooped down from mid-air.

Its nails are crazy long, like steel structures.

"Heart, my favorite!"

A ferocious smile appeared on its ugly face.

His speed was so fast that I had no time to dodge, and I watched the ghost claw getting closer and closer to my heart, because I didn't even have the strength to swing the ghost-slaying sword.

A wry smile appeared on my face,

Are you going to die?

So unwilling!

call……

Just when I closed my eyes and was about to accept my fate, I was surprised to find that the Japanese commander who was rushing towards me had a look of horror on his face for some reason, and he quickly backed away.

I was stunned for a moment, and before I could recover, something suddenly slowly floated above my head.

That's the crown I threw away just now!

Like carrying coffins in Kowloon


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