"That's that product? That poet or something." In a building in the long street, the third floor, He Tangtang looked at the telescope and asked.
"Definitely, let's pretend like this." Wen Jifei smiled behind the sniper scope and said, "Why don't I just kill him with one shot? It would be very interesting to fall down like that and let him pretend to be cool."
"Okay! Just do it like this, do him!" He Tangtang immediately expressed strong support.
Han Qingyu smiled.
The plague chicken is right, the goods are really pretending to be pretending to be dragging along the long street.
But in fact, at this distance, it is difficult for the plague chicken to ensure that the latter bullet in his gun can definitely hit the key.
If the corpse Veze really stood above the top, when he was in a state of full war, the hit rate of the bullet would be very low, and it was generally not fatal.
"Well, what is the pattern on his body? That English." He Tangtang suddenly curious.
"Death is me." "He is going to die." Rumei said, and she was eager to try.
At the same time, behind them, Han Qingyu suddenly became stunned, turned to look at Wu Shi, handed him the binoculars and said:
"Wu Shi, do you see, have you found that his physical condition is strange, he looks like ..."
"Like we have seen it in scientific research before, the corpse soaked in the iron armor." Wu Jie said.
Han Qingyu nodded.
The body of the corpse Veze is very similar to that of the Chinese and Asian Research Institutes. Those who are soaked in the body of the source of life can raise the bodies of strange pythons.
The difference is that he is alive.
"Weize is really terrible to look at it."
"Well, corpse, it's strange that it's not scary."
"By the way, how did he become stronger?"
"I don't know, there are rumors outside, but they are all guessing."
In the sidelines of the crowd, Weize stopped on the street, and the long knife stopped behind him. At this time, he had gone to about a quarter of the long street.
"I want to play a game with Dali Dali." Weize stood eastward, opened, in English, and his voice was low as sandpaper rubbing each other, which was uncomfortable.
Two seconds, three seconds, "I want to play with Dali Dali, win or lose, life and death." Weize repeated again.
Still no response.
In the battle formation of the wild alliance at the east end of the street, Rubiazha looked up at Uncle Food's hand and clenched the knife tightly. Each of them clenched the knife in their hands tightly, but inevitably, they all felt a little trembling and bitter. .
The knife boss still did not appear.
"Our top ..."
"coming!"
Amidst the exclamations, a man came out from behind the Wild Alliance and walked through the crowd.
They watched this figure the night before.
Zhu Jiaming went through his own battle array without any feeling. After the knife marks left by Chen was not hungry, there was no feeling. After passing through the door of the style shop, he was spiritual.
"It's okay to lose ... as long as you go back alive, you will be happy in the future." Xiao Wang thought, fighting, it is estimated that he couldn't fight, but he escaped, he was fine at all. At the same time, he evaluated some of Han's combat power, which is actually higher than the average person, even if that product is not in the best state now.
"Why isn't it a Dali Dali?"
"Well, no."
"Does this mean that the degree of the corpse Veze does not need to take Dali in person?"
"I do not know."
In the low discussion, Zhu Jiaming gradually approached, walking halfway to the long street, and the street lights were on his face ... The roof building on both sides suddenly exclaimed:
"Why, why is it him?!" "Oh, it seems to be that uncle!" "...Really!"
At this time, it was basically guests who often went to the 15th bar, and they recognized it. For example, Jenna and Lenne looked at the roof now.
"Who?! What is him? Who is he?! Is he famous?"
Most of the people at the scene did not know Zhu Jiaming and quickly inquired.
"He is the person in charge of wiping the car at the gate of the 15th bar. Remember to be the oldest of the five people."
"Yes, I have given him a tip."
Someone explained Mumu.
"Ah, a few years ago?!" The people next to him asked.
"No, just a few days ago." The person who explained looked at the street and said.
... So, the person who was still rubbing the car at the door of the bar a few days ago, now coming out and facing Veze, "Is he?!"
“Top!”
It was the top combat power that wiped the car and listened to it incredible, but there was no suspicious at this time, because at this time on the long street below, Zhu Jiaming had moved ... He couldn't speak English, couldn't talk, he was a bit cool.
The source of the source was roaring, the blue light swayed, and the figure of the little king rushed across the long street.
With just this one move, it was confirmed on the spot that he was a top-notch fighter. The top speed, top -level outbreak, Zhu Jiaming's first hit, without any fancy, horizontal knife.
"Good coming." Wei Ze's eyes widened. While opening, the giant long knife had completed the semi -circular from behind to front of him, whisting down.
"Boom!" The first blow was directed towards Boom.
The ground was shaking, the glass was filled with the streets, all the glass was shattered, and a little bit in the dead iron door, "嘭嘭 嘭 ..." The bulging back.
This degree is not comparable to the top game the day before yesterday.
Both sides have not just entered the top.
After the bombardment, the corpse retracted half a step back and stood steadily.
At the same time, "Nima."
Zhu Jiaming flew out of the whole body backwards. In an exclamation sound, he flew nearly 100 meters ... The half -cut blade landed in the air first, and embedded the street slate.
Then, the person followed the back spin and landed on the ground, and directly struck with the sword.
"Hu Huhuhuhoo ..." The long row of slate was rolled up by the sources of the momentum, and the whistling smashed to Weize. At the same time, "Song!" The little king broke out again.
"Yes." Wei Ze cut again, and there was almost no change in a one -type split.
The long knife scratched a semi -circular split, cut off the boulder, and accurately cut Zhu Jiaming's blade.
"Wow!" Zhu Jiaming flew out again amid the uproar and exclamation.
Far away, and took more than ten steps in a row to finally stand up.
The two consecutive strikes between the electric light firestone were Zhu Jiaming's main attack ... all he retired.
"I can't seem to beat that uncle."
"Well, so strong."
The corpse, Weize, is so strong.
"It is said outside that the corpse Veze has the heaviest first knife, the fastest second knife, and the third knife that people have seen ... now it should be the first knife."
"Ah? What about the uncle that wipe the car?! What do they do?"
Lenn grabbed Jenna's arm and grabbed her pain. Emotionally, of course they both hope that their uncle can win... "That's not right, our dads are all on the side of the five major forces!"
As for others, they may just be psychologically and prefer to stand on the position of the weak ... they are looking forward to an accident and wonderful counterattack.
but none.
"Well!" On the long street, Zhu Jiaming slammed his head and sprayed a bite of blood after fifteen seconds.
"So, do you still do n’t come? Do n’t you come again, you will die." Weize said, dragging the knife forward, not because of illness.
He came like a dying ghost.
"Run, uncle."
"Run quickly."
People shouted in their hearts, some even shouted out quietly.
But Zhu Jiaming didn't run, he still stood there, but turned his head and shouted from a distance, saying, "This is really strong than he X."
What is he doing?
Who are you talking to?
People are confused...
"... Oh, okay, you know." On the long street, he responded blandly.
The person who came out of the sound was in black, and the sword was in his hand at will. At the same time, he seemed to be carrying something behind him, because he was wrapped with a cloth, and he couldn't see it for a while.
It was a young man, with a scar on his face.
He has black hair.
Therefore, it is still not Dali Dali.
"who is he?"
"..."
"What about Han Qingqing?!" In the room on the third floor, Rumei did not see the last picture on the street. She was just going to go downstairs, but found that Qingzi was gone.
"Han Qingqing went to cut people." Wen Jifei laughed and said at the door.
Tie Jia clanged his foot and said anxiously: "Oh, that person is very strong..."
She quickly realized that it was because the corpse Wei Wei was stronger than expected, so Qingzi went herself. "But it is clear that it is good, this is mine! Do you all forget it? Jiang Chou said that My current armor is the strongest defense under the super ... "
"It is useless, the strongest defense is not equal to no one under superiority. Han Qingqing is afraid that your iron armor will be damaged, and you are afraid."
Rumei's iron armor will die when it is broken.
So in the past two years, the medal she has received at the least ... Because there is still a way, they have never put her into a death battle.
Even if it was the battle against Shangqu Zongyan before, she only faced Qu Zongyan only when the last wave of lore.
"Don't worry, I'll go too." Wen Jifei patted the sniper rifle wrapped in cloth on his back, smiled, opened the door and went downstairs, catching up with Han Qingyu.
