Minglang slowly let go of his hand. His palm was already stained with black blood, and his face was dotted with blood, as if he had splashed ink.
Carlo was angry, he was completely angry. All the previous regrets and annoyances turned into anger this time, monstrous anger.
Carlo, who was more than three meters tall, turned into a moving boulder and hit Minglang's body. A sharp bone spur appeared on his wrist. Carlo raised the bone spur and pierced it directly towards Minglang.
At this time, Carlo's white eyes had a few visible blood streaks.
The bone spurs stabbed directly at Minglang, but Minglang did not dodge, but slowly pulled away, raising his blood-stained right hand, and blood dripped down Minglang's fingertips.
The bone spurs pierced by Carlo grazed Minglang's forehead. The sharp bone spurs cut off Minglang's hair and stabbed toward Minglang's abdomen.
Minglang's bloody right hand directly grasped the bone spur stabbed by Carlo. He slowly raised his head and looked at Carlo with indifferent eyes.
"I can't sit still anymore, you are really impatient!" The corners of Minglang's mouth raised, revealing a lunatic smile.
"Go to hell~!" Carlo roared angrily in a vague voice. He pressed his left hand violently on Minglang's shoulder, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes became clearer.
Carlo had gone completely crazy. Carlo, who had been suppressing all this time, saw the mutant who had been following him fall in front of him, his body covered in blood. All the emotions he had been suppressing burst out at this moment.
Choking Minglang's shoulder with his left hand, Carlo suddenly used force and threw Minglang's body away, hitting the wall not far away.
"哐~!"
Minglang's body was directly embedded into the wall by the powerful force, right next to the mutant whose head was smashed.
Carlo rushed up again, very fast, like a black whirlwind, and came to Minglang. The bone spur in his right hand once again aimed at Minglang's chest and stabbed it hard.
Minglang's body was almost embedded in the wall, unable to move at all. His eyes suddenly looked behind Carlo, and a cold light flashed in Minglang's eyes.
A silver flying knife flew from behind Carlo, grazed Carlo's shoulder, and blocked the bone spurs pierced by Carlo.
"Cang~" The flying knife hit the bone spur. The bone spur that Carlo stabbed was bounced away by the flying knife. The bone spur that had originally stabbed Minglang's chest and heart accurately was swung away and stabbed toward Minglang's shoulder.
The bone spur pierced Carlo's shoulder directly, pinning Minglang's body firmly to the wall.
At this time, Minglang's body was completely unable to move and was completely pinned to the wall. And there was a look of disdain in his eyes.
Having his shoulder pierced by a mutant was probably the biggest insult that Minglang had suffered in these years. He was actually injured by this garbage.
He raised his right hand and grasped the bone spur that pierced his body, with a crazy and proud smile on his lips.
Exchanging injuries for injuries, although Minglang was crazy, he could clearly know that the Carlo in front of him was not an ordinary mutant. The white eyeballs looked like a demented monster, but the attack was very fierce.
The moment Ming Lang's hand grasped the bone spur, Carlo had an ominous premonition. The bone spur that he originally wanted to pull away was thrust back in Ming Lang's hand.
The flying knife grazed Carlo's bone spur, drew an arc in the distance, and then stabbed towards Carlo rapidly.
The bone spur in his right hand was tightly strangled. Carlo wanted to escape, but was surprised to find that he could no longer escape.
It turned out that Minglang had thought about it from the beginning, and wanted to use this method of exchanging injuries for injuries. The flying knife passed through Carlo's arm, directly piercing it, and on Carlo's thick arm, A clear bloody hole was left.
Looking at the red blood flowing out of Carlo's arm, Akira frowned slightly. This despicable mutant actually shed the color of human blood.
The muscles in his arm twitched, and Carlo's right hand was obviously much weaker. He could only let Ming Ming's hand suddenly strangle his forearm and squeeze his forearm tightly.
He raised his foot and kicked Carlo's abdomen. Minglang kicked Carlo's body cleanly and directly, and the hand holding Carlo's right arm suddenly turned Carlo's penis outward with force. arm.
"Crack~" The crisp sound of bone breaking came from Carlo's forearm. In this way, Minglang twisted Carlo's forearm, which was thicker than his own thigh.
Carlo's body flew backwards, his white eyeballs turned over, and red blood slowly flowed out of the bloodshot eyes.
"A lowly mutant has bright red blood. It's really disgusting!" Minglang wiped the blood on his white clothes in disgust.
Seeing that he couldn't wipe it off, Minglang didn't hesitate. He directly pinched the corner of the sleeve and tore it off. Then he threw it to his feet in disgust, not forgetting to step on it and crush it hard.
Carlo bumped backwards and hit the crowd of mutants. He relied on the support of the people behind him to prevent him from falling to the ground.
"I'm going to teach him a lesson!" A strong mutant behind Carlo said and was about to rush forward, but before he could take a step, he was grabbed by Carlo's left hand.
"Don't go, you are no match for him." Carlo knew clearly in his heart that these mutants who lived with him in the underground city had not received any training, so they were no match for Minglang, who was born in a military academy.
The rolling eyes looked at Minglang, and looked at the blood flowing from Minglang's shoulder, the blood hole that penetrated Minglang's shoulder bone.
Carlo has never seen anyone as crazy as Minglang. His madness and his willingness to trade injuries for injuries are even crazier than some mutants.
This kind of fighting method is simply something that only a madman would do.
The body swayed and stood up again. Carlo endured the severe pain in his left arm. He twisted his right arm with his left hand and forcibly reattached the newly dislocated forearm. However, there was still a gap in the middle of the forearm bone. There was a sharp pain like breaking.
Mingming's body finally broke free from the wall.
The left shoulder was penetrated, and just when the bone spur was about to be pulled out, it was stabbed back by himself, causing himself a second serious injury.
But Akira didn't care at all. He could still move his right hand and hold a sword, and he also had a throwing knife.
Seven flying knives appeared behind him, and Minglang's right hand held a silver sword. This weapon made of deep sea salt and silver is not only tough, but it is also like a nightmare for mutants whose blood is filled with viruses. The presence.
Walking slowly towards Carlo, Akira didn't show any sign of pain because of the wound on his shoulder. Instead, his pair of black pupils shone with excitement.
About to kill such a mutant, kill a group of mutants, Ming Lang's heart already showed a look of joy.
His right hand suddenly clenched the handle of the knife, and the seven flying knives behind him suddenly turned into silver light and stabbed towards Carlo.
The flying knife was extremely fast. Before Carlo could see the trajectory of the flying knife clearly, the flying knife had already arrived in front of Carlo. He wanted to rush forward and wave his arms to block the flying knife, but before Carlo could get close, the flying knife was already in front of Carlo. The flying knife turned into seven streams of light and dispersed.
Carlo was stunned for a moment, watching seven flying knives passing through his body and stabbing behind him.
"Why are you dazed? Your opponent is me!"
Ming Lang's sword slashed straight towards Carlo's shoulder. Carlo, who had just been distracted, had no time to react and could only let Ming Lang's sword fall on his shoulder.
As blood gushed out, Carlo's shoulders sank and his body tilted slightly to one side.
Holding back the severe pain in his shoulder, Carlo put his right hand on the blade of Minglang's sword. He clenched his fist with his right hand, revealing the sharp bone spurs on his wrist, and stabbed Minglang's abdomen without hesitation.
Since Minglang wanted to exchange injuries for injuries, Carlo had to satisfy him. The moment Minglang's sword fell on Carlo's shoulder, Carlo thought of such a response. Both himself and Minglang were seriously injured, so what happened behind him? Only those people with higher probability of survival will have a greater chance of survival.
The bone spur penetrated Minglang's lower abdomen, but this time, Carlo still missed it. The moment the bone spur penetrated, Minglang's eyes burst out with dazzling white light, causing Carlo to dodge subconsciously, and his left arm followed the movement. It landed in the center of Meirou's abdomen.
The two were in a stalemate, but behind Carlo, screams came one after another.
His body shape is limited, but Minglang still has a flying knife. To deal with those mutants whose strength is far less than Carlo, the flying knife is enough.
Carlo was attracted by the screams behind him. At this moment, he could not deal with Minglang wholeheartedly. He used the tactic of exchanging injuries for injuries. Minglang was so angry that you felt that Carlo's injuries were not only his own, but also those of the mutants behind him. .
When Minglang faces mutants, he becomes like a madman. He never cares about any friendship, but just kills crazily, like a madman.
At the moment of distraction, another flying knife penetrated Carlo's shoulder blade. The flying knife penetrated Carlo's shoulder blade from behind.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and there were clear blood streaks in Carlo's white eyeballs. Carlo roared, and the bone spur that pierced Minglang's abdomen directly threw Minglang away.
Carlo's body was once again pierced through the lower abdomen by a flying knife. Seven flying knives suddenly turned from the group of mutants and flew towards Carlo.
Carlo's body was pierced, and he was half-kneeling in front of Mingming. Carlo's sword was still clamped deeply into his flesh on his shoulder.
Weapons made of salt and silver greatly weakened Carlo's strength. Carlo knew this the moment the sword fell on his shoulder.
"I can kill you at any time now, but I want you to kneel here and watch me dismember them one by one and turn them all into corpses. Then I kill you again!" Minglang stood up again, completely ignoring the blood on his abdomen. , roared excitedly.
In Meirou's world, evenly matched battles are a contest between madmen and madmen. Whoever is crazier will be the winner.
