q可! A gunshot! Bai Ling stared at the screen tremblingly, and a hand was blocked from view at some point. "Chaofeng, how are you?"

She calmed down and asked softly. In the guard's panic gaze, Liu Xiao threw the bullet on the ground, then looked at the palm of his hand, it was fine, there was no trace. After a trance, the guard had already flew out, and then, gunfires were heard around him, and bullets were sprayed like raindrops with fire. Liu Xiao did not even dodge, but occasionally twisted his head to avoid some ballistics that would hit his face. The feeling of the bullet hitting his body was like meeting a girl next door on the roadside, using her own little one

The pink fist hit him. He smiled and shook his head, Liu Xiao walked directly into the Daxia Hotel. Behind him, a ball of flames ignited, screaming torn in the night. He passed by the guard who was slumped by the roadside, but now he was not as arrogant as before. He was lying on the side of the road and could not move. The yellow urine flowed from his crotch all over the ground, and his frightened eyes didn't even dare to look at Liu Xiao. Liu Xiao picked up the rifle beside him and played with it. He was a little confused about this thing before, and he had always thought about his hand last time, but he didn't think about it.

When he really got it, he was useless. Before he could enter the hotel lobby, the windows on the second and third floors of the hotel opened, and twenty or thirty figures jumped down from the upper floor. These people were wearing various famous brands, don't say it, they looked quite fashionable in terms of outfits, but there were a few who seemed to be busy with other things before, and the belts were not fastened in a hurry. In front of the windows on the second floor, a few young women were lying on the scattered buns and the makeup of crying flowers. Alas, why

Once a person gains power, the number of people in the other party is still increasing, and many people are coming from the lobby on the first floor. However, it seems that these people can be divided into two types: one is an ordinary person wearing fluid body armor and holding guns, and the other is a loser who wears casually and holds cold weapons. On one side, there are hundreds of people who are already struggling with them, and Liu Xiao is alone, with the contrast between the two parties. The loser in the head tilted his head and took out his earwax, looking at the stranger in front of him as if nothing had happened. "Crossman?"

The man who took out the shit seemed to have taken out something, stretched out his fingers, and blew off the shit stains on his fingertips. Liu Xiao was too lazy to answer, and counted the number of lost people bit by bit with his fingers, 31, quite a lot, oh, 32, and another one came. The man who took out the shit was amused by Liu Xiao's operation and said aloud. "Since they are all transformationists, our divine Qiantang welcomes you to join. We don't mind the loss."

The shit man glanced at the figure struggling in the fire at the door, wondering if this person is a talented fire element. If so, if he can recruit his subordinates, he will be a great contribution to the organization and his voice may be greatly improved. However, this person cannot hold tea and does not respond. It seems that he is not so easy to talk to, and he has a headache. "This person who speaks is Fang Anping, a small leader of the divine Qiantang. There are 6 murders, 13 rapes, 11 missing cases, and 2 intentional injuries related to him."

Bai Ling stared at every person who appeared on the screen, "A man in a yellow Armani shirt next to him was named Mao Sanshi, there is...." "Hey, brother, say a word, you can't be an enemy of everyone, right?" The man who took the shit looked around and smiled. "You are also from the Aden Realm. I don't seem to have seen you."

It was such a noisy person. Liu Xiao stretched his hands behind him. When he appeared again, there were two long swords in his hand, Gosa's two swords. The cold light flashed, the man who took the shit was instantly ferocious. He sneered and took a step back. He said weakly, "Do you get rid of him, and you will share the others yourself."

Before he finished speaking, the shit man found that the sword-holder who was originally more than 20 meters away from him had appeared in front of him, and his cold eyes looked at him like a reptile. The cold light sword shadow swept past his eyes. Beauty, it was a kind of cold beauty that caused death to wither. When roars of fear and anger sounded around, the man had disappeared from his sight and headed behind him. The shit man wanted to pat his body and confirm that he was injured, but his hands and feet were not in his control. He felt something was wrong. At this moment, the whole head was uncontrollable.

He leaned to one side, and wanted to shout, begged for mercy from this man, saying that he was a strong man with nearly 150 physical attributes, and could charge for him, be a cow and horse for him, but why, this man didn't give himself a chance! Why! The head fell to the ground, and the man who dug the shit could still see everything around him. His only remaining spiritual energy was responsible for the energy consumption of the brain and would not die immediately. The owner of the two long swords wandered in the crowd like a phantom. His swordsmanship was not skilled, but with his ghostly body skills and unfathomable power, it was enough to harvest the lives of everyone here. The splashed plasma blurred his vision, and in the blood-colored vision,

You can see two cold lights opening and closing, gunshots, muffled sounds of the torso falling to the ground and wailings in your ears. The chaotic crowd kicked his head away, so the man who took the shit was enjoying the last moment among the flowers in despair. Bailing strong and resilient with the urge to vomit, forcing himself to stare at the screen intently. No matter how cruel and bloody this was, she had to do this, because she knew that this was the only way for Liu Xiao to survive from the origin, and it was also the essence of the strong prey on the weak. He had to get used to such survival rules in order to truly understand the world of the transformer. When everything subsided, Liu Xiao stood in the big picture.

In front of the gate of Xia Hotel, the plasma from the sword was swept away. Behind him was a ground of broken limbs, and blood gathered into a stream and poured into the water well. Liu Xiao deliberately did not control the blood splashing all over his body, which made him look terrifying, like a bloodthirsty god of killing. Dozens of people were not dead or even injured. After the battle began, they had already escaped while taking advantage of the chaos. At this time, they were trembling in the corner of the wall or in the flower bed. After Liu Xiao entered the hall, the legs of these people stumbled outward and fled. Their master, the thirty-two lost people, were all lying in a pool of blood. "Those who ran away, please let me deal with it later."

Entering the empty hall, Liu Xiao said casually. "I understand, I won't make them feel better."

Bai Ling moistened her throat and echoed. There was no figure in the empty hall, not no one. Under Feng Dong's perception, there were so many breathing people in the entire hotel. Liu Xiao knew very clearly, but those who were hiding under the dining table, behind the wine cabinet and in the storage room were not interested in grabbing them one by one. He went straight to the second floor and kicked open the door of a room. In the living room of this executive suite, nine naked men and women were lying around a middle-aged man like animals, with their eyes dissipated, and almost no expressions that humans should have were seen from their expressions. Liu Xiao discovered that

This man himself knew him. He met Yang Yunlong when he was in Aden, and he had served as the captain of Li Tianjia and his team. The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Xiao who was standing at the door, and a ray of light appeared in his eyes, but he didn't care too much. He slowly pushed a woman away and happily pressed the cigar in his hand on a woman's back. The cigarette butt sizzled on the skin, which made a burnt blood hole on the woman's back. Even so, the woman still looked at the man with great affection. This operation made Liu Xiao feel a little confused. Your circle is not just messy or not.

It's a problem. It's really convincing to be able to keep people as dogs. Just as Liu Xiao was stunned, Yang Yunlong pulled out a spear from behind the sofa and stabbed Liu Xiao in the air. The speed was quite fast, but not fast enough. Liu Xiao turned his head slightly, and a strong wind passed by his neck. There was a muffled sound behind him, and there was a hole as big as a bowl on the wall. Then, two white human bodies were thrown over, blocking Liu Xiao's sight. A spear passed through the two bodies and stabbed directly into Liu Xiao's chest. The shot came quickly and fiercely, and was directly exploded by the sores of the two men strung with the gourds, and they died on the spot.

Liu Xiao took a light step to the side, and then watched the gun stab into the air. If he failed, Yang Yunlong danced the gun flower and slashed horizontally. Liu Xiao didn't want to hide anymore, and wanted to block it, but the gun body ghostly bypassed his sword and pointed it towards his throat. I have to say that Yang Yunlong does have two brushes and has put a lot of effort into mastering the spear. Bang! Yang Yunlong looked at the spear with a dazed look in his hand with no spear head, then looked at the sword in Liu Xiao's hand and swallowed a hard saliva. In his unruly eyes, the panic of the loss began to spread. "Are you the Apocalypse Knight of the Creation Society?"

Yang Yunlong asked, in his perception, only Creation Society was able to create such cold weapons. Liu Xiao shook his head, not because of his problem, but regretted the person in front of him. When he was in Aden, he had a good impression of Yang Yunlong. He felt that he was a relatively down-to-earth but brave but dared to fight and rush. Unexpectedly, he had fallen off in this way after only a few months. Finance and power eroded a person's speed too fast. Liu Xiao was so scared that Yang Yunlong used a spear. No, now he was already a long stick. He used a long stick to lift the people around him and smashed them towards Liu Xiao. He turned around and ran towards the window. But his speed was no different from Liu Xiao. He turned around and avoided the flying human body. He reached behind Yang Yunlong in a few steps. He raised his sword and saw a return gun coming out of the slanting thorn. Liu Xiao sneered, Ren Youpo

The powerful long stick stabbed in front of his chest, and the sword also cut open Yang Yunlong's back. A force spread out in his chest, but it was digested in an instant. Yang Yunlong broke out of the window with a howl. He ignored the sword injury on his back and ran away. He no longer cared whether there was anyone behind him to chase him, but he could take this opportunity to escape from the sky. This person was too terrifying. He was no match at all. Even though he knew that the opponent's combat mastery was not high, his physical attributes were far above him. This is an ancient man! It must be! He was extremely sure! Bang! Just more than ten meters away from the gate, just when he had already seen the hope of life, a blood thread drilled into the back of his head, stabbed out on his chin, and then his remaining momentum remained unabated. The moment his head exploded, it was printed into the concrete floor and disappeared. "Are these people crazy?"

He closed his bow, turned over and walked towards the door, looked at the worm-like people on the ground, and sighed and asked. "I don't know, but there must be some mental problems."

After witnessing the whole process, Bai Ling gasped and replied, "Can you still save me?"

Liu Xiao walked out of the room and closed the door. "Not sure, the Special Affairs Bureau has completed the control around you. If you finish it, they will come in to clean up."

The aura of Bailing is chaotic, but the thinking is clear. "It's almost time, there are still a few lost people on this floor, and there should be still on the third floor."

Liu Xiao said indifferently, then kicked open another door.
Chapter completed!