The voice was chaotic and noisy, the moment the gun was raised, the sky was overcast in people's field of vision, and the eyes were dazzled, as if they saw the shadows of countless Taoists flying in the sky, raising knives, chopping knives, stabbing, slashing, slashing keep flashing back and forth with various actions.
The next second.
The sound of shouting stopped abruptly, and countless tumbling and moving figures gathered one after another, turning into a single person standing behind a group of armed men who ran out.
There is a "click" sound of returning the sheath.
The moment the handle of the knife and the mouth of the sheath were closed, dozens of people remained motionless, and when they approached the base, bloodlines suddenly appeared on their limbs, and thenthere was the sound of blood and flesh tearing all around.
People spread out like building blocks that collapsed in pieces.
Bai Ning straightened up, turned his face slightly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and a sneer of "heh" between his nose and mouth, and stepped over the Seventh Saint who was sliding down the cliff with blood, and walked into the gap in front of him.
The dark green wall lamps stretched along the metal path to the end, and the figure who came in stopped, without much emotion in his eyes, just looking at the end, and there were footsteps coming towards this side.
"The last stop."
Bai Ning murmured as he looked at the faint figure in the aisle.
In an instant, the figure turned into an afterimage and rushed into the darkness, and the screams and fierce gunshots were mixed with flickering flames and spewing light, echoing crazily
The sky is falling.
The wind blows the hills, there is the sound of caressing in the forest, the wind whistles in the distant sky, a black shadow approaches from far away, and falls to the hillside in the blink of an eye, the woods crackle and crackle, and when the tree body falls down with the lush tree cage , the tall body stepped on the soft soil and walked to the edge of the forest.
He seemed to be feeling something with his eyes closed. For a moment, he opened his eyes and ran in a certain direction. The smoke and dust aroused rose to the sky behind him like a long gray dragon.
At a certain moment, the galloping figure stopped, and his eyes seemed to sweep away the surrounding mountain scenery with some nostalgia. The familiar scenery gradually took shape in his mind, pulling some fragmentary memories together.
"This is it."
Stepping on the thick fallen leaves, Wang Ruhu became more and more familiar with the scenery in the mountains. The shackles deep in his memory seemed to be non-existent. When he saw this mountain, he had stayed here and walked through many places. His expression is stern, and his eyes are sometimes fierce, which makes people chill.
Walking through the front, my thoughts are still floating, and the smell of blood seeps into my nose.
Wang Ruhu frowned his thick eyebrows, turned his consciousness back, turned his gaze, and looked in the direction of a stretch of hills, with a gap in front of it.
In memory, there is a door under the hill.
"Bai Ning has already arrived."
As the past passed, the blood became thicker and thicker. When he got close to the mountain, what he saw in front of his eyes were pieces of human corpses spread out in pieces.
Squeak~
Wang Ruhu lowered his head and looked at the ground. On the soil under his feet, dark red blood oozes over the soles of his shoes, across the corpses on the ground, and next to the opened mountain mechanical gate, there is a half-flattened person standing next to him. Sitting on the ground facing the mountain wall, the mouth, nose, eyes, and ear holes were still bleeding, and the body was twitching and shaking.
The man was still alive, and seemed to feel Wang Ruhu's aura. He raised his face with difficulty. It was a typical European face. When he saw the approaching figure, he squeezed out a smile.
"The Fifth Saintyou are back. Can yougive me a good time and kill me. The physical fitness is too good, and sometimes it is a kind of suffering."
Max
Wang Ruhu looked at the man with blood all over his face, and subconsciously called out his name. In his memory, he remembered that this man seemed to be kind to him. He was good at hand-to-hand combat. hand.
"Um."
Wang Ruhu looked at him and nodded. Half of his body was smashed to pieces. Even if he was cured, he would be useless. For a proud person, it is undoubtedly a kind of pain.
"" Wang Ruhu nodded silently, and put his hand on the top of the man's head. Max raised his face as if he had been reborn, closed his eyes and smiled.
'Crack! '
The sound of broken bones came from Wang Ruhu's hands. The white man kept smiling, his neck was snapped off, his body softened, and he slipped and fell to the ground against the side of the mountain, completely silent.
Huh~~
Wang Ruhu let out a sigh of relief, it was rare that his memory recovered a bit, but it was at a bad time.In terms of location, I feel a little bad and irritable.
? Entering the gate, the metal path is endless and deep. Many wall lamps have been damaged, and the fragments are scattered all over the place. The damaged parts bounce from time to time, and the whole path becomes flickering, creating a strange atmosphere.
Tread
The sound of the soles walking on the metal floor gradually disappeared, and there was a slippery feeling. The moment the flickering electric sparks illuminated the same path, what came into view were torn corpses extending deeper. .
'I can't see that Bai Ning is so murderous'
Wherever he went, there were human and mechanical wreckage, almost none of them were complete. He walked along the direction of the corpse, and among the strange faces, there were also vaguely familiar ones.
For example, only the head is bald, and he is the eighth saint, with a thin face and a dull appearance forever, but in his memory, he is told that this is a saint who is good at spiritual power, can control people's consciousness, and use spiritual power to pass through The phone and the Internet steal the memory of the other party.
"Italianthat, is Nord."
Across the head on the ground, and further forward, there is a Swede, the sixth saint, a master of weapons. His eyes are limp on the ground, and his skin is covered with fine blood.
Wang Ruhu stretched out his hand to feel it, and found that the opponent's whole body was shattered, and the internal organs were shrunk into a ball and protruded in the abdomen.
Boom boom!
Boom boom boom¡ª¡ª
Going forward, the sounds of violent fighting and explosions came clearly. Wang Ruhu got up and pushed open the half-collapsed mechanical door. The heavy door leaf fell into the bloody water with a bang. In the room, apart from a few corpses in white coats, there was an open door on the side.
The sound of fighting was coming from over there, however, there was another room that looked like a conference room. Wang Ruhu probably understood the structure of this base. Sneaking in, it's hard to find out where the real lab is under the chaos.
"Tiger Are you back?"
Just as he was about to enter the next room, an old voice suddenly spoke from the camera and microphone placed in the corner of the wall.
Wang Ruhu stopped his movements, looked up at the camera that was turning around, and continued in an old voice.
"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect that someone would come ahead of you. I'm afraid the welcome ceremony prepared for you will not work."
"Welcome to me?"
Wang Ruhu closed his eyes, the voice seemed to evoke the old man in the dream, "Actually, he wants to kill me, right? Master" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com