Fighters like a swarm of wild geese pierced the sky and caught Zhang Zhiwei's eyes. There were about a dozen fighter jets in front and behind, heading straight for Zhang Zhiwei's location.
Zhang Zhiwei was in the forest on the outskirts. Because of the previous battle with General Fujita, a fire broke out and thick smoke rolled.
Those fighter jets did not find Zhang Zhiwei in the blazing flames. They were attracted by the flames and thick smoke.
Looking at the fighter plane getting closer and closer, Zhang Zhiwei visually checked the height and frowned. This height is too high!
"It's really troublesome!"
Stretching out his hand, he swallowed all the strength in his palm, and the Dongfeng sword inserted in the distance flew into his hand.
He took out a talisman, slapped it on the big sword, moved his hands together, and applied several lines of Heart Fire Energy and Lung Metal Energy at an extremely fast speed.
This time it was just about masturbating, not blasting any targets, so Zhang Zhiwei didn't add much Heart Fire Qi and Lung Metal Qi, so he finished it very quickly.
With a touch of the sword body, the two Qi reacted with thunder, and the sword was bright and rose across the sky.
"Go and kill the devil!"
With a wave of his hand, in an instant, a roar burst out from the forest burning with blazing flames, and a long wind howled like an overwhelming mountain.
A ray of silver light shot up into the sky and rolled past the fighter jets flying high in the sky.
"Boom!"
A series of explosions sounded, and wherever the silver light passed, all fighter planes were invincible.
The violent explosion in the sky attracted everyone's attention. The people in the city, the Japanese pirates who were coming, the two Japanese who were working for the tiger, and some people from other forces all looked up to the sky.
In an instant, a series of fireballs bloomed nearly a thousand meters in the sky.
Then it turned into a rain of fire and fell, like a grand fireworks, but it was a pity that it was not at night.
"This flying sword is easy to use, but it's a little troublesome to retract it after flying!"
Zhang Zhiwei muttered, then played another Five Ghosts Carrying Talisman, and sent the Five Ghosts to pick up the sword for him.
Before setting off, he made five Five Ghost Transport Talismans. So far, three of them have been used, and there are not many Flying Sword Talismans left.
After this incident, take some time to do more...
Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and looked to the rear, where there was a rustling movement. General Fujita's alien men finally arrived.
He stretched out his hand, caught the Dongfeng sword handed over by Five Ghosts, and slashed it backwards with his backhand.
Behind the wind, the air surged, and a ninja dressed in black suddenly appeared. He held a Japanese sword and the Dongfeng sword collided with each other. Then the sword destroyed everyone and was split into two pieces by the sword.
At this time, in the grass burning with blazing flames, there were many figures. Several warriors wearing Prajna masks and scarlet armors, glowing red all over, formed a battle formation and rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei.
At the same time, the ninjas who were dormant in the dark were also taking action. They opened a large and tough net made of unknown materials, covering the sky and the earth.
The purple poisonous gas also spread.
In the poisonous gas, countless hidden weapons attacked from all directions.
"Little trick, then, let's do some technical work this time!"
Zhang Zhiwei had an indifferent look on his face, and casually pulled out a few sword flowers, tearing open the enveloping net at the same time.
"Dangdangdang..."
Sparks splashed like flowers and bloomed in front of him, and a bunch of messy hidden weapons clinked to the ground.
The Dongfeng sword spun in Zhang Zhiwei's hand, blocking the stormy attack for an instant.
Then, he swung his sword, and an extremely sharp sword energy flew forward and cut violently.
This was sword energy, compressed to the extreme and sharp to the extreme. It caused very little movement. Even the group of Tōmaru samurai who rushed towards him were still intact and maintained their charging posture.
But the movement stopped, as if it had turned into a pile of sculptures.
But a moment later, a thin line of blood appeared on the necks of this group of Japanese warriors.
The blood line gradually expanded and lengthened like a slow motion.
Then, blood spurted out like a fountain, the head tilted and shifted, and rows rolled down from the neck to the ground.
"So weak and vulnerable!"
The Dongfeng sword flipped in his hand. Zhang Zhiwei moved and raised his sword, provoking a ninja hiding in the dark.
The sword flipped over, and the ninja immediately fell apart.
Facing the Japanese pirates who were besieging him, Zhang Zhiwei was like a tiger among sheep.
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And when Zhang Zhiwei held his retreat.
"Tear!"
The iron door of the laboratory was torn open by Lu Ci. He slowly walked in with a devilish smile on his lips.
When he entered, Lu Ci ignored the wailing skull and looked at the large glass cover in the room.
At this moment, it was crowded with people. They closed the hatch tightly and looked at him in horror, as if this layer of glass could bring them a sense of security.
Lu Ci stared at them, and then moved his gaze downwards to look at the puddle of flesh that they had trampled under their feet.
It's really disrespectful to the dead. As punishment, I'll make you like this... Lu Ci walked towards the ballast destroyer.
At this time, they seemed to think this was an excellent opportunity to escape. Two Japanese pirate experimenters roared to embolden themselves and rushed towards the door, trying to escape.
For these people, Lu Ci didn't even look at them. He simply ignored them and continued to go to the ballast destroying cabin. That was his goal.
Seeing this, the several Japanese pirate experimenters who escaped breathed a sigh of relief. They ran all the way to the door, touched the edge of the door, and stuck their heads out of the door. Everything went smoothly. The devil-like guy didn't stop them, and they were about to escape. went.
For a moment, something called hope arose in their hearts.
However, as soon as this thing appeared, it was ruthlessly shattered, and the cold reality drove them into despair again.
It turned out that there was a young ghost guy and a fat, bald, middle-aged ghost guy at the door. The two held hands, tilted their heads, and looked at them with a playful expression.
"idiot!"
Several people looked ferocious, roared, and rushed over, trying to force a breakthrough.
But this idea is actually a bit naive. They are just weak clerks. Even Wang Ai, a guy who doesn't cultivate his life very much, can easily deal with them.
Sure enough, after just one encounter, these Japanese pirate experimenters were slapped away by Lu Jin and Wang Ai and rolled back to the laboratory.
How fast you rushed back just now, how fast you rolled back.
When one of them rolled, he bumped into the wailing skull that was lying on the ground. The two of them collided with each other.
Their eyes met, and there was still some flesh and blood left on the skull's bone-white face. It looked disgusting and terrifying, and the man was frightened and fainted.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Jin also walked into the laboratory after Lu Ci. Lu Ci was suffocating in his heart, so why not him?
Moreover, compared to Lu Ci, Lu Jin is a more emotional person.
Seeing Lu Ci killing everyone and venting his madness, could he hold back?
You know, even the elderly Lu Jin, who has cultivated his moral character for nearly a hundred years, is still an irritable old man.
Not to mention that at this young age, if he could hold it back, he would no longer be Lu Jin.
What kind of moral ethics should I talk to Japanese pirates? Lu Jin showed no expression on his face at all. He casually grabbed an iron chair and walked towards the Japanese pirate experimenters who had been kicked away by him just now.
"Bata, bah!"
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, mixed with the friction sound of dragging iron chairs, has a clear rhythm, forming a reminder.
Seeing this scene, several Japanese pirate experimenters immediately became afraid and rolled around trying to get away.
However, how could they be as fast as Lu Jin?
"Run? Break the legs of you idiots"
Lu Jin laughed evilly, walked over quickly, swung a large iron chair weighing several dozen kilograms, and smashed it on their legs.
"Crack!"
A heartbreaking sound of bone breaking was heard, and several people's leg bones were smashed by the chair, twisting outwards irregularly.
Lu Jin didn't say anything harsh after smashing their leg bones.
At this time, nothing can be said.
He just silently raised the iron chair high and slapped it down hard under the horrified eyes of the other party.
"Pfft... click..."
The sound of flesh and blood breaking, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, kept ringing. The iron chairs were slapped on the Japanese pirates' bodies, and each blow was hard enough to break bones and cause blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
The other party let out heart-rending screams. Lu Jin didn't like hearing this sound. He was not the kind of person who liked killing. This time he just wanted to vent, so he smashed the other party's vocal cords with a chair and a foot.
Then he continued to raise the chair high, avoiding the vital points that could kill people on the spot, and smashed it randomly.
Time after time, he raised and lowered the chair, until the Japanese pirate under his feet almost lost his human form, and the iron chair stained with blood on his hands was twisted and deformed, and then he stopped.
"Fuck, it's so disgusting!"
Lu Jin threw away the iron chair and vented some of the accumulated negative emotions after entering here.
He turned to look at Wang Ai, and was stunned by the scene he saw.
I saw Wang Ai draw a lot of hideous and terrifying painting spirits. These painting spirits lay on the bodies of the Japanese pirate experimenters, biting them crazily. The sound of tearing flesh and blood made people shudder.
I was still too restrained. Although the fat man seemed to be afraid of this and that, it was just an appearance. If something really happened, he would be really ruthless... Lu Jin looked at Lu Ci again.
This guy has finished the operation, sealed the glass door, and quietly watched the reaction of the people inside.
The Japanese pirates who hid inside showed expressions of extreme pain. They wanted to scream but could not make a sound. Their eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and there was blood overflowing from their mouths and noses.
"Where are Senior Li and Shopkeeper Liu?" Seeing Lu Jin's gaze, Lu Ci turned around and asked expressionlessly.
"They've gone to the next level. I'm getting ready to go down as well. How about you, stay here and watch?" Lu Jin said.
"What's there to see in this thing? I just let the perpetrator stand from the perspective of the victim and experience it personally. I'm not interested in killing people or appreciating the death of others. Let's go, let's go down too!"
As Lu Ci said this, he followed Lu Jin out of the laboratory without looking at the Japanese experimenters who were struggling in pain and with distorted faces in the glass cover.
The two brothers left, and Wang Ai naturally left too. There was a malicious smile on his lips when he left, because he did not take back those painting spirits.
Not long after they left, a thick, paste-like smell of blood spurted out from inside the glass cover. It was like a rain of blood. The bones, organs, and bloody mud were shattered on the ground. The thick blood sprayed the glass cover into blood. red.
The blood and mud stained on the glass cover slipped and dripped little by little on the broken eyeball in the corner. The unwilling eyeball finally closed its eyes.
(End of chapter)
