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Chapter 1957 Death of the Headhunter(2/2)

The hunter was shocked and had no idea how the other party exerted force, so he actually broke his right hand.

The dagger in his hand fell.

But the hunter was a killing machine that came out of hell. At the critical moment of life and death, he became more and more calm. He caught the fallen dagger with his left hand and suddenly sent it to Zhang Lu's abdomen.

clang!

When the hunter saw the opponent blocking with a dagger, he was secretly happy. No one could beat him in the dagger battle, even Major Mai, the boss.

You should know that BOSS is the second level of life, and it is an existence they need to look up to!

As a result, a huge force suddenly exploded from the impact of the dagger.

Such a power is even the boss of the second level of life and cannot explode.

He threw his whole body back, and the hard and sharp kiss of the poisonous snake also broke.

Zhang Lu took a quick step and pinched the other person's neck with his right hand, and the seven-colored flowers opened.

"Tell me, how many of you are?"

The right hand of the hunter broke his fracture. Under the severe injury, his pupil touched the gaze of Zhang Lu's seven-color pupils and was immediately hypnotized.

"We have...ah..."

The hunter suddenly let out a shrill scream, as if he was experiencing unbearable pain. You must know that his right hand, which was twisted by Zhang Lu just now, did not even scream.

Then, black blood flowed out of his eyes, mouth, and ears, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and he died on the spot.
Chapter completed!
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