Huang Qiang felt horrified. He, who was not well educated, suddenly remembered an ancient proverb: The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole leaves behind.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Huang Qiang didn't dare to look back, because he knew that if he did, he might be in trouble.
The man behind him said with a smile: "Aren't you looking for me? Now that I'm here, why don't you even have the guts to look back?"
Huang Qiang turned around with difficulty and saw "Donghuang" hidden behind the zombie skin.
"Your Majesty, you are so patient. I squatted for a whole week without catching you, and you caught me as soon as you showed up..."
Huang Qiang smiled bitterly.
"You think too highly of yourself."
Donghuang sneered: "I have killed thirty-two bounty hunters this time. You jumped out on your own, so it should be considered a bonus."
"Included..."
Huang Qiang smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that I think I'm extraordinary, but I didn't expect that in your eyes, it's just a bonus."
"Why bother? As a human being, just be happy."
Donghuang raised his hand, ready to kill this person.
"Can you not die?"
Huang Qiang smiled bitterly, but his face was uglier than crying.
"Give me a reason not to kill you."
Donghuang asked coldly.
"I know I was wrong! I regret it."
Huang Qiang burst into tears, regretting that he had taken such a job.
"Repentance is God's business, and my mission is to send you to see God."
Donghuang raised his hand and pointed it casually at Huang Qiang's forehead.
Phew!
A qi energy condensed like a blade shot towards Huang Qiang.
Huang Qiang was so frightened that he was out of his wits.
But Huang Qiang still has a way to save his life!
Almost at the same time as Donghuang took action, it penetrated Huang Qiang's forehead.
"The thirty-third."
Song Ziyu took out a pen and a small notebook and added another stroke on it.
That's right, the person pretending to be Donghuang is none other than Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu, who was single-handedly killing people in this forest, killed more than thirty time-travelers in this sweep alone.
"These guys are really not afraid of death." Song Ziyu shook his disguise and headed towards the next hunting spot.
Winters in the New World were extremely cold.
Especially at night.
When night falls, the moonlight shines on the treetops of the coniferous forest, and the surroundings are extremely silent.
However, no one knew that a horrific fight was about to take place tonight.
Long Zaifeng quietly walked through the jungle with a few elite men.
Long Zaifeng's footsteps are light and elegant, as if he is integrated with the earth.
His eyes were sharp, staring at the target ahead.
Not far from him, there was a bounty hunter walking alone... That was Long Zaifeng's bait.
That's right!
Using humans as bait, what Long Zaifeng wants to catch is Donghuang, the Donghuang in his mind.
His fame has been ruined in this plane, and Long Zaifeng will not allow himself to have such a failure!
so!
If he wants to regain his strength, the simplest and most direct way for him is to kill Donghuang himself.
It’s not like he and Donghuang have never fought before.
The strength of both sides is between equals.
But this time and that time.
Donghuang is now a bereaved dog. He has also lost one of his hands and has been hunted for a long time. He must have been extremely weak.
Based on the summary of all aspects of the situation, Long Zaifeng realized that the advantage was mine.
Long Zaifeng walked in the forest, his ears keenly picking up the sounds around him, and any abnormality could not escape his ears.
finally!
Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people!
A scream suddenly came from the bait ahead.
"Drones are catching up!"
At the same time as Long Zaifeng ordered, the people rushed out like tigers.
It has to be said that Long Zaifeng's strength is quite impressive, and he reached the location of the bait ahead in the blink of an eye.
However!
Things are different from what Long Zaifeng thought!
When he arrived at the scene, he saw the bait squatting on the ground unharmed...pooping. ..
"Asshole! Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Long Zaifeng was a little angry. He looked at the man squatting on the ground and asked, "What are you screaming about?"
The man squatted on the ground holding a pile of freshly picked nettle leaves and looked at Long Zaifeng in astonishment as he stammered, "I...I'm constipated...is constipation wrong?"
"Wang Defa!"
Long Zaifeng was about to go crazy, but screams came from behind him.
"not good!"
Long Zaifeng immediately discovered the problem. He seemed to have been stolen from behind.
Having no time to study the constipation problem of this guy on the ground, Long Zaifeng turned around and ran behind him.
But it's too late!
When Long Zaifeng rushed back, he was disappointed to find that all the elite men he had brought out had died on the spot.
Kill with one blow!
All killed in one hit!
how so?
Long Zaifeng was so furious that he immediately roared around: "Donghuang, you are a sinister villain. If you have the guts, come out and challenge us! Don't be sneaking around behind."
The roar echoed through the forest, shaking the snowflakes from the leaves.
"Are you so angry?" The carefully disguised Song Ziyu walked out from behind the tree, looking at Long Zaifeng coldly with a pair of eyes under his zombie face.
"Donghuang!" Looking at Song Ziyu, Long Zaifeng, who was furious and had nothing to say, took action directly.
If Song Ziyu hadn't seen Long Zaifeng's methods before, he might have suffered a little loss.
But Song Ziyu had already fought against Long Zaifeng before and knew Long Zaifeng's fighting habits, so this time Song Ziyu suppressed Long Zaifeng firmly.
The two fought for only a few rounds, and poor Long Zaifeng was already beaten to a bruised face.
"Impossible...you are not Donghuang, who are you?"
The dragon screamed at the peak.
Song Ziyu sneered: "It seems you know too much. In this case, I can't let you live even more!"
As he spoke, Song Ziyu's fists became sharper.
soon!
Long Zaifeng was about to be beaten to death.
"Asshole...I know who you are...Why are you doing this? Song Ziyu!"
Long Zaifeng screamed.
"This is not something you need to know. If you regret it, you should regret coming to this plane!" Song Ziyu punched down, and Long Zaifeng, whose hands had been fractured, could no longer resist, and his head was blown off on the spot!
Song Ziyu briefly inspected the battlefield, hit several of Long Zaifeng's men one by one, and then left the scene calmly.
However, Song Ziyu missed one person, and that was the guy who fucked people not far away!
This guy was Long Zaifeng's bait, but he didn't expect to become the last survivor!
Not only that!
He also heard the conversation between Song Ziyu and Long Zaifeng...especially Long Zaifeng's last roar of calling him by his first name.
As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet.
While Song Ziyu hunted frequently, he also caused trouble for himself.
