Mitsui Haijun wants to run away. Of course Yan Murong won’t agree.
Yan Murong is a proud man, but he is not arrogant. Since the current situation is in favor of himself, why should he let him go and let Mitsui Yingjun go. Then there will be no end to the future.
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When in the mountains, Yan Murong not only likes to use pure violence, but also likes to use some traps to trap some large beasts - they are arrogant, arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant. Even if they are trapped. Just baring his fangs and waving his claws to demonstrate to you. But when you trap them for a few days, letting them feel the threat of death, all the arrogance and arrogance will no longer exist. The only thing left is right Extreme desire to live.
Humans are not animals. They have more perfect feelings than animals.
When you are hungry, you have to eat, drink water when you are thirsty, you have to take off your clothes when you are hot, and when you are cold, you have to fill it with ants. What's more, humans who have long been used to the enjoyment of both material and spirituality. So no matter how powerful they are, they are When life is threatened, people will develop an instinctive fear-----they want to live and desperately want to live.
"Master. We protect you from leaving."
While speaking, Mitsui Hoshi walked out from behind the tree under the protection of these dead soldiers.
"Bang bang bang-----"
While running out of the woods, the guns in the hands of these dead soldiers also rang out and shot at the surrounding trees without any targets, in order to prevent Yan Murong from jumping out of nowhere.
Unfortunately, Yan Murong does not plan to play a one-on-one single-handed game with them now. Instead, she hides herself in the dark and constantly uses hidden weapons to launch attacks.
"Swish swish swish-----"
The wooden signs were like sharp arrows that were separated from the string. They shot from all directions towards the dead soldiers who protected Mitsui's Hokage inside.
The sound of the skin being penetrated constantly sounded. Many dead men were pierced on their bodies, abdomen and legs. But they didn't care if they didn't feel pain. They kept protecting Mitsui Yingshun and didn't care about their own life or death at all.
Soon, these dead soldiers fell down one after another.
Seeing the number of people around him decreasing, Mitsui felt that his breathing was not so smooth.
"Bang."
As another dead soldier fell to the ground, only two people were left beside Mitsui.
"Yan Murong. Come out." Mitsui Yingshu stopped in place and shouted loudly at the dark woods. The two dead soldiers beside him were also nervous. The guns in his hands had already been exhausted. They could only pull them out and carry them with them. The dagger looked around vigilantly.
"You have a kind of genius." Mitsui Shin-shou used this yelling to boost his courage. But the slight fear and trembling in his voice could not hide the fear in his heart.
"What can you do if I come out?" Yan Murong's voice suddenly rang out. Then a black shadow flashed directly in front of Mitsui's handsome man.
The black shadows are getting closer and closer. Every step is on the ground, but it is silent---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They approached them quietly. The next second might be in a few seconds. Their lives will be ruthlessly harvested by the sickle of the god of death.
"You ask me to come out. I'm out." Yan Murong stopped walking when he was still four or five meters away from Mitsui Shunmei. He looked at Mitsui's handsome man with a blue face and said with a smile. "I admire them very much." The courage to not be afraid of death-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yan Murong's mouth curled up in a beautiful curve and said, "Are there any last words? Let's say them together----Of course. If it is too complicated, I may not help you."
"You want me to die. Hahaha-----" Mitsui Yingshu suddenly burst out laughing. The expression on her face looked particularly ferocious. "I'm dead. That old thing Mitsui Masao is going to die too. Similarly, your woman is too Will die.”
"My woman is safe." Yan Murong shook her head indifferently. "As for Masao Mitsui, that's your father, not mine. What does his life or death have to do with me."
Mitsui is not stupid. He naturally understands Yan Murong's words.
It's obvious. This guy had known that something would happen tonight. He had already arranged something.
As a result, his threat became a little pale and powerless. As for Masao Mitsui----yes, that was his father. What does it have to do with him?
"You two." Yan Murong stretched out his hand and pointed the two dead soldiers with a vigilant face. He said, "I admire your loyalty spirit. Give you face. I let Mitsui Yingjun run first. As for you two- ----Kill me. He can live. He is killed by me. He still wants to die. How about it? Will you be willing to play games with me?"
When Mitsui's face turned pale when he heard Yan Murong's words, he felt that Mitsui's face turned pale. But there was no hope. Now, he only hoped that the only two remaining dead soldiers could resist Yan Murong for a longer time. As long as he ran out of the woods, he would run out of the woods. You can drive and escape. Just run home and you can survive.
"Master, run quickly."
The two dead soldiers looked at each other and shouted at Mitsui Yingjun. Then they rushed towards Yan Murong with a dagger. However, Mitsui Yingjun was like a frightened rabbit. She didn't care about the lives and deaths of the two dead soldiers. Run out of the woods.
"Sometimes, daggers may not be only used as close-fitting weapons." Yan Murong shook his head sighed. These dead men are loyal. It's a pity that they are not high in IQ. They just rush up with the dagger like this. It's really stupid. .
"Swoosh----"
A silver light flashed in Yan Murong's hand. Then a silver light like a meteor shot out from his hand. On the next side, there was a dagger on the neck of the death warrior who rushed to the front. -To be precise, there was an extra handle of a dagger, and the blade body had already penetrated his throat.
After running forward with inertia for two steps, the dead soldier fell to the ground with a look of reluctance.
What about the one-on-one challenge? This is the last thought of the dead man before his death.
Taking advantage of the moment Yan Murong threw out the dagger, another dead soldier rushed up. He imitated Yan Murong's appearance and threw the dagger out with great force. The cold light pointed directly at Yan Murong's chest.
"Bang."
Just when the tip of the knife was a few centimeters away from Yan Murong, one palm appeared out of thin air and grabbed it steadily on the hilt of the knife, so that the dagger could not move a little more.
"Swoosh."
Before the death warrior's surprised eyes disappeared on his face, the dagger in Yan Murong's hand pierced his throat first.
"Poor child." Yan Murong looked at the dead soldier who was unwilling to fall to the ground and shook his head and sighed. "It's also my fault that I didn't explain clearly--------If you haven't practiced it, don't use such a big hidden weapon. It's easy Discovered."