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The middle-aged man gasped heavily, and jumped backward with awkward movement. After changing the magazine, the submachine gun in his hand spit out a tongue of flame again, continuing to output fire. However, the other party always kept a distance from him at a distance of not far or near. The sniper rifle that had not sounded for a long time also put him in great psychological pressure. He felt very regretful. He had known that he should not have handed over 70% of the mission gains and the merit points of squeezing newcomers to please Yang Hua.

Contributing evil strategies and taking the initiative to hand over merit points, these behaviors certainly made him trusted by Yang Hua and survived with difficulty in the team that was eating people but didn't vomit bones, but also made him short of money and unable to buy extra defensive equipment.

The middle-aged man had to rack his brains to think of ways to escape and surrender? Just look at the formation of the invaders, you know that they came to destroy the entire side and probably wouldn't accept surrender. There was also a modified motorcycle and off-road vehicle specially prepared to run away in the storage space, but how could he have time to get on the car now? Just taking out the vehicle to start the time is enough for the other party to snipe three or four times.

The three-headed dog in the hell was pressing against the fake illusion and spitting out the black flames. If this continues, victory will not be a problem, but it is a dream to come over to rescue him immediately.

He was thinking about the way to get out of trouble. With a loud bang, he even directly overwhelmed the sound of the submachine gun. The middle-aged man, who was tense, shivered and his backward movement subconsciously slowed down.

The sound of Barrett's armor piercing ejected from the borehole sounded again in the wilderness. The next moment, the middle-aged man only felt a severe pain coming from his shoulder. The high-speed armor piercing bomb easily penetrated the shoulder bones, and his left arm flew up and fell with flesh and blood. This severe pain made his eyes, who had never experienced such pain, and his legs and feet were weak and he wanted to kneel down.

Then another gunshot broke out, and a big hole in the middle-aged man's chest, and the body fell backwards under the terrible kinetic energy.

Losing the master's mental power control, he cunningly deceived the illusion. The three-headed hell dog who was tearing the illusion apart suddenly stopped. The three heads raised were roaring unwillingly, turning into thick black fog and rushing into the demonic bracelet on the corpse, as if it had been backfired. The flesh and blood of the middle-aged man's corpse quickly shriveled, and in less than ten seconds it turned into a mummy with only skin left.

The illusion of losing his target also pulled the remaining two heads into mirror fragments and dissipated.

Sophie flew over under the repulsive force, and was worried about firing two more shots at the head and neck of the mummy before landing with confidence. She peeled off the black metal bracelet with the sheep-headed demon and the demon ring representing the identity of the selected person. She didn't even have time to look at the specific data attributes. After checking it, she did not miss the spoils and returned quickly, preparing to support Mia and Xue Ji.

Time goes back a few minutes ago.

Zhao Yu didn't expect a silver-haired girl in a black sailor suit would suddenly appear in front of him. He subconsciously raised his big hand with sharp nails and prepared to use strange power to tear the beautiful girl who was blocking him in front of him.

Miya was faster than him. She flashed and punched Zhao Yu straight on the face, knocking him away dozens of meters away. The pretty face seemed to be pressed by a crusher. Her nose bridge collapsed, her gums were exposed, and her flesh and blood were blurred, and she did not give the other party a chance to get up and breathe. Miya turned into a black line and came to Zhao Yu who was lying on the ground in a flash. She unexpectedly found that the terrible face was quickly repaired under the squirming of flesh and blood.

She was a little surprised, but her hands were constantly moving, and two ink-like shadows appeared on her fingertips, turning into shadow blades as thin as cicada wings, piercing directly through Zhao Yu's brain and heart.

Whether it is the shadow snake in the past, or after constantly fighting in the cocoon to obtain massive memory fragments, Miya's combat experience is unimaginable to outsiders.

After two shadow blades pierced through Zhao Yu, they instantly merged into his flesh and blood. The strange shadow energy flowed freely in the flesh and blood, preparing to turn from inside to outside into countless sharp blades to explode, completely destroying the corpse. However, a powerful force immediately emerged from the golden liquid that penetrated into the flesh and blood to drive out all the shadow energy.

The body, which had already lost its vitality, opened its scarlet eyes again and quickly regained its vitality.

Miya raised her eyebrows when she saw this scene. A dark shadow under her feet quickly rushed towards the resurrected "Zhao Yu". The shadow turned into dozens of black blades with iron-cut iron like mud, tearing his body into pieces of corpses. What was strange was that no drop of blood was flowing out. This seemed to be a futile act. The corpses had granulations and gathered together desperately, and a lot of minced meat flew towards Miya, but they were easily swallowed by the ink shadows that appeared beside Miya.

The vitality of these meat pieces is extremely tenacious, and the power of her shadow cannot corrupt them.

So Miya and this pile of strange-shaped pieces of meat fell into a tug-of-war. Whenever the pieces of meat gathered together, they would be cut open by the shadow blade, but Miya could not completely eliminate these pieces of meat that could no longer be seen in a short period of time.

This made Miya feel a little angry. Although she was confident that the winner of this stalemate must be herself, but the winning of this was a bit ugly. It should be noted that this was her first real battle in the sense of being the main.

When Sophie came back, she looked at the pile of squirming pieces of meat and showed a very uncomfortable expression. He saw with his own eyes that Miya used a shadow blade to cut the piece of meat into hundreds of pieces of minced meat, but he just couldn't kill it. It was indeed a very disgusting ability. After thinking about it, he said, "Miaya, after you cut it open, I will pour a lot of gasoline on it to see if I can kill it."

"Master, since you are here, why do you want to kill it? Swallow it with that. This is a great demon embryo. Preparing to conceive the third one in advance will not affect your body too much." Miya calmed down her annoyance, and heard this. She opened her golden eyes slightly, pointed to the swaying shadow under Sophie's feet, and smiled. It seemed that the master was confused for a moment.

Sophie patted her forehead. When he saw this strange and terrifying piece of meat, he had never thought about letting the shadow swallow it.

As a demon she cultivated, since Miya suggested that he do this, there was a reason for her. She simply let go of her constraints on the shadow. The shadow rushed out impatiently and merged into Miya's shadow, making Miya's elegant and beautiful cheeks slightly red.

The shadow swallowed those pieces of meat hungrily. Even if the pieces of meat wriggling with granulation resisted violently, they wanted to escape, but were still swallowed by the shadow.

After dealing with the enemies here, when Sophie and Mia returned to the camp, Xue Ji also controlled the extreme cold air to plunder the life of the Scarface man. The ice sculpture felt quite lifelike.

Compared to Sophie Mia, Xue Ji seemed a little messy, with a pale complexion and sweat wet her front hair. First, she had a lot of firepower pouring out when she started the front attack, which consumed a lot of money. It was also not easy for Scarface men who had extraordinary defensive props. Second, although Xue Ji had silver-level combat power and rich practical experience, the shackles of underage were also true.

When the snow girl saw Sophie come back safely, she showed a hint of peace of mind between her delicate eyebrows.

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Ma Quan was smashed to the side of an armored vehicle. This huge recoil force caused him, who was already very injured, to vomit blood mixed with internal organ fragments. In his blurry vision, the enemy in power armor rushed over with a chainsaw sword in his hand. The middle-aged and elderly man tried his best to destroy one of the opponent's armored arm.

He opened his eyes wide and glanced at Yang Hua, who was suppressed by Pei Yibai in the distance. He was in a mess and was frustrated. The sound of fighting in the entire camp gradually weakened. He had already decided to lose. As the 73rd team with great sin, such an ending and ending might be good. Yang Hua would definitely die here. No one can treat his daughter as a hostage to threaten in the future. He also left his daughter with a legacy that he would not have to worry about for the rest of his life.

For yourself, it's the most suitable ending.

With a little unwillingness, a little desire for life, a little relief, and a guilty of committing some sins in the past, Ma Quan no longer resisted, closed his eyes and let the other party wave a chainsaw sword and cut off his head.

Sun Feng's face was pale. Seeing the two war mechanical spiders being cut off by the invisible enemy, one of his arms was cut off, and the continuous loss of blood made him a little dizzy. If it weren't for the extraordinary physique strengthened by the chosen one, ordinary people would have died of too much blood. Yu Guang saw Ma Quan, a logistics administrator whom he once looked down upon, was chopped off by the invader. He felt a sense of sadness about the death of the rabbit and the fox, and even felt a chill on his neck.

He suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely. Even if he died, he would not let these enemies live. He took out a micro-nuclear bomb that had been prepared for a long time from the storage space. Even the micro-nuclear bomb that was easy to carry, it would be extremely easy to completely destroy the camp. These invading candidates might die several of them.

Sun Feng thought viciously, but before he could start, he was shocked to find that his vision had changed by 180 degrees, and he immediately fell into permanent darkness.

The invisible man cut the legs of the two war mechanical spiders and the weapons they carried. Next to the inactive mechanical spiders, a tall figure holding a high-circumferential wavelength blade appeared, which was Murong.

His power armor was damaged by more than 80% in the previous battle, so he abandoned the armor and started fighting. He was not the one who killed Sun Feng just now. Of course, he was so familiar with this invisible method of killing people that he could no longer be familiar with. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, nodded in thanking him, then lowered his head to start finishing.

In the distant sky, Si Junqi turned her gaze and her delicate lips curled. If she was not prepared, she would be able to suffer a loss when dealing with such a guy who would always want to self-destruct.

Yang Hua punched the blazing white flames that rushed over. Regardless of the intense pain from his fists and arms, he took the time to scan the camp. There were only a few teammates alive, with a gloomy face. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. This group of waste was wiped out so quickly. It was really useless to raise them. What made him bitter the most was that no one seemed to have suffered casualties. With such strength and equipment, at least the team above the third echelon.

Yang Hua didn't think about it. Although the Seventy-Three Team is a breeder team, he usually forces the senior candidates to collect resources ranging from 50% to 70% of the merit points and resources from senior candidates after each mission. Usually, this group of people are used to stealing chickens and crushing the world of low-level missions. They have poor combat power and do not have deep equipment reserves. It is extremely normal for them to lose so quickly when facing a truly strong team.

Yang Hua's mind turned and soon he became determined. He retreated more than ten meters backwards, raised his hand and shouted:

"This female team leader, I am willing to pay 90% of the supplies and props in my demon ring. That is definitely a number that even your front line cannot refuse!"

As long as the other party is willing to agree, he will naturally have a way to make the other party unable to repent after the transaction is completed.
Chapter completed!