"You bitch, you are so cruel!" Haizi yelled, using his hypnosis to the maximum, and finally controlled most of Wangxiang's mind. Wang Xiang was wearing a battle suit that was gradually turning black. Although his eyes were dull, his aura was still in a state of bursting out. /p
Haizi coughed blood, slapped Wangxiang's cheek with one hand, lowered his head and bent over, and said: "You died today, and the organization can't find any fault with me, so you should be killed by me, cough "Cough!" He straightened up with difficulty, paused for only a moment, and then kicked Wang Xiang in the belly. /p
Wangxiang flew dozens of feet away, got up again after landing, knelt on the ground with one knee, and stopped with the other leg on the way. He still has some consciousness of his own, but when he is hypnotized, he can't help doing anything. The ability that Haizi relies on most is hypnosis. If this technique is useless, then his combat power will be greatly reduced. Fortunately, hypnosis is almost unsolvable, especially in one-on-one duels, unless he encounters Ah. Qi's zero realm and Zhuan Wangdong's mental power, otherwise Haizi would probably succeed. /p
"Kill yourself, you brat!" Haizi ordered. The tip of the spear in Wangxiang's hand was already aimed at his throat, and it was about to pierce it. /p
At this time, Haizi cursed angrily: "It's really unlucky for me to have fun and be disturbed by you who got a thousand cuts! I don't understand. What are you thinking in your stupid head? How dare you violate the rules of the organization? , still want to kill me? Do you have this ability? Bah! Brat!"/p
Wangxiang could not only listen to Haizi's curses, but was also forced to nod from time to time, and even had a smile on his lips after listening. He was so deeply hypnotized that he fell into it and didn't even know who he was. /p
However, the picture in Wangxiang's eyes always had one side of the spinning dress, just a dress, swaying there empty. Wangxiang was reminded of a thought deep in his mind, and somehow, he He seems to have remembered something or someone, yes, how could he forget, that goddess, that represents everything to him. /p
No matter how the hypnotic consciousness is forced on his head, as long as the traces of the goddess cannot be erased, then Wangxiang will still be Wangxiang, and what he protects or insists on will never change. /p
"Stop?" Haizi hesitated, then ordered again, "Kill yourself!"/p
The tip of the gun was finally inserted, but not into Wangxiang's neck. Instead, it was inserted into his mouth. Blood gushed out from the corner of Wangxiang's mouth, and the tip of the gun rattled when his teeth bit it. And blood stains appeared in a pair of dark eyes, and his consciousness was collapsing or recovering due to instinct, and his instinct was the kite in his heart. The kite was destroyed, destroyed by the guy in front of him who looked like his master, and his heart became violent again. /p
Huh? Haizi discovered an invisible wave of air. He turned his head abruptly. A gun-shaped dart flew right in front of his eyes. It was engraved with complex runes. Before Haizi could turn his eyes back, he felt a burning pain in his abdomen. , he turned back, Wang Xiang was standing in front of him, his eyes were still dull, but the murderous aura was directed at him and he couldn't breathe. The spear had penetrated his body. Not only that, a white dragon flew out of the gun, causing a second period of penetrating damage to him. Haizi's expression was still in shock. He put his hands on Wangxiang's shoulders and suddenly turned over. He rolled his eyes, and then Wangxiang's nostrils began to spurt blood. /p
There were too many thoughts in his mind, and Wang Xiang's spirit began to collapse. He entered a state similar to being sleepless for many days. Although he was extremely tired, he could not fall asleep. Many contradictory or bizarre things appeared in his mind. Thoughts, although they cannot make Wangxiang develop in a specific hypnotic direction, they will also erase his own original consciousness. In the desperate situation, Haizi released all his abilities and has reached the level of Zhuan Wangdong. Manipulation of mental power can cause a person to collapse directly. /p
After about ten breaths, Wangxiang's head turned a burnt color, and the temperature on his forehead was as high as boiling hot water. His whole body was useless, and there was no instinct left. He was no different from a walking zombie. /p
Haizi spurted a mouthful of blood on Wangxiang's head, which was also his last mouthful of blood. The blood hole in his chest had already drained his blood. /p
"Wei Wei Lao." Every time Haizi gets sick, he will think of Wei Lao. This old man is his best companion. Unfortunately, although Wei Lao is coming non-stop, at least now, he will not appear in time. around. /p
After retching several times, Haizi lost all his energy. His expression became very haggard, and there was almost no blood on his face. He no longer had the strength to lower his head. He only managed to hold on with a few breaths. Body, the unwillingness in his eyes was very pitiful, his fingers tightly grasped Wangxiang's neck, and he said angrily: "I didn't expect that I would end up like this. I have been running rampant in the world for many years, and I thought that one day I would be killed. , but I didn’t expect that it would be the organization cough cough”/p
As he spoke, his body leaned to one side. With his eyes closed, he said in the center of darkness: "Decades of happiness are worth it, and I have real regrets, Xiaoxiao"/p
Life and death are separated in an instant. When he fell to the ground, it was a corpse. Haizi, a member of Nanqi Prefecture's "Diandian" and a local evil pig, died so neatly. As he said, he had lived happily for decades. Career, he should be worth it. /p
Wangxiang was like a piece of dead wood, sitting on his knees on the ground, his eyes were blank. A palm-sized snake climbed up his body, stayed on his cheek for a moment, and then bit Wangxiang's lips. superior. At the boundary between life and death, any commotion will become an inducement to break the balance. The oppressive feeling of death opens up the ability to look home. Most of the vitality of the creatures within a radius of ten miles is sucked away. The vegetation withers helplessly, and the living creatures become old and weak. What these vitalities compensate for is not Wangxiang's body, but his mind. /p
Haizi was dead, and the hypnosis automatically failed. The girls buried in the ruins suddenly woke up and instantly remembered all the past events. Three or four girls directly chose to end their lives. The humiliation they had suffered was beyond their control. accepted. /p
Wang Xiang's head is broken, even though he is still alive. Fortunately, his instincts were still there, and he used his hands and knees to climb up to the naked woman. The woman had been accidentally smashed into two pieces by the falling wall, leaving only half of her butt outside. /p
Wangxiang used his hands to open up the ruins bit by bit. He didn't know what he was doing. Gradually, the girl's upper body was dug out. Just looking at her, Wangxiang completely turned into a fool. The girl's face was completely different. He did not preserve his instinct, because that was not the face of the goddess he had longed for. /p
