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Chapter Fifteen: Near Memories

"Hope Dances in the Phantom of the End of the Apocalypse II"

---"Chapter 15"

I had no time to stand in place, my eyes kept turning up and down, left and right directions, not missing a single detail, but I didn't notice the murderous aura of the masked man.

At this moment, the masked man approached step by step, and Wuxia suddenly felt a chill behind her. She found something was wrong behind her and immediately turned around. She saw a cross-shaped red light flashing, like a ghost and monster masked man stretched out his claws to her.

He grabbed Wuxia's hand and made a strange laugh in his mouth.

The man in the mask squeezed hard, and with a "click", Wuxia felt the biting pain coming from the palm of his right hand.

She clearly felt the heart-like pain caused by the broken bone of her right hand, and couldn't help but shout: "Ah", and even tears were hurt.

But the masked man still felt that it was not enough. He seemed to be in great pleasure in the face of the prey in front of him.

He used his right hand and turned three or four times in place, then suddenly let go, throwing Wuxia, who was so painful that he could not concentrate, into the sky directly above, then clenched his right fist and jumped up.

Her heavy right fist fell on Wuxia's belly. She was so painful that she couldn't even speak. She just opened her mouth wide and a lot of white foam flew out of her mouth, splashing the masked man's face, and then rose to a higher altitude.

The masked man shook his head disgustedly, shook the foam from the mask away, then landed smoothly, and looked up to wait for the flawless landing.

Find the right time and see the right position. With the strange laughter, the masked man kicked Wuxia, who was about to hit the ground, kicked away with a roundabout way.

A powerful kick fell on her flawless waist, and her body was involuntarily flying towards the glass window on the fourth floor of the abandoned building.

With a "slam" sound, it was the sound of glass being smashed.

Flawlessly rolled down outside the ground, the glass scattered all over the ground, and a lot of flesh was inserted into her body, leaving several deep and shallow wounds on her body. Blood flowed down the fragments of the glass and dripped onto the ground of the abandoned building.

The flawless pain is almost unconscious.

At this moment, the dangerous footsteps of the masked man were heard in his ears...

As if she was destined to die here, Wuxia felt that she could no longer be saved, so she began to give up struggling and rebellion.

Listening to the sound of footsteps slowly approaching, Wuxia slowly closed his eyes and thought to himself: "Oh, if I had known that I would die today, I should have looked at Tianyu and the commander more. Now I have no chance to see you."

"Sorry, Commander, Tianyu, it seems that this time I will really be farewell forever... She closed her eyes and waited for the last blow of the god of death...

"Look at my hand knife!" A familiar voice came into Wuxia's mind, and the picture slowly emerged.
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