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The hairy man looked at the tall buildings in the distance, the top of the icy city buildings, and in the hunting wind, a black-robed assassin with a sniper rifle showed a bright smile.

"Listen, the sound of iron and fire!"

The bullet is loaded.

In the scope, the shaggy man showed a cold smile and raised his index finger to him.

With a sense of crisis, the black-robed assassin abandoned his gun and jumped out of the fence.

Leap of faith!

He rolled in midair, and saw that his sniper point was completely destroyed.

A missile hit the top floor.

The flame exploded, the shock wave swelled and ripples, and the fragments of the building splashed like arrows.

"Really cruel!" He pointed his middle finger to the top floor.

The building was bombed, and the onlookers on the street booed disappointedly.

A certain mecha man nibbled on ice cream and mumbled to the orc next to him: "It must be from the Temple Company again! That's arrogant!"

Everyone agrees.

"These people are amazing!"

"Why are you so unethical? Brother, it's hard for us to do it like this."

"Think of a way to fucking fuck!"

The black-robed assassin jumped out of the trash can, dusted the bag on his body, skimmed half of the banana peel from his hood, and was about to take a breath, suddenly fell to the ground and rolled, a blazing laser beam dissolving the ground out of the hole , The liquid crystal material vaporized instantly, and even destroyed the glare night lights around it.

The people around were complaining and looked up.

In mid-air, a young man in a white robe stood leisurely on a gray manta ray aircraft, holding a long laser gun in his hand, and pointed his muzzle at the black robe assassin.

Under the hood, the assassin showed a big smile.

"interesting!"

...

In the pure white world, Lu Zhengkang's skeleton was exposed, his internal organs were dissolving little by little, his eyeballs were long gone, and a layer of silvery white fluff grew on the surface of his brain, and from the eyeholes, water plants that drifted along with the flow were drilled.

He has no senses, but his consciousness is extremely clear.

The frantic illusion is like a deep sea illusion, the light and shadow are intertwined and messy, shaking slightly, the colors are distorted into faces, torn and broken, and the expression is mysterious.

Lu Zhengkang felt a strong sense of weightlessness. In the chaotic psychedelic ocean current, there was a deep figure walking alone.

When he appeared, all chaotic conjectures stopped.

Only the back figure is moving, the outline is like water waves, the figure is blurred, but the whole frame is full of details.

The texture of the clothing, the reflection of the weapon, the turning of the pages of the book, the text travels like ants, and the roots grow like a net.

These details did not help Lu Zhengkang understand the existence of the back, but only made him more confused and more painful.

He cried silently.

The back figure turned his head slightly and raised the corner of his mouth.

The illusion collapsed and Lu Zhengkang's consciousness returned to the pure white world.

The melted body returned to its original shape, and in this terrifying world, Lu Zhengkang carefully looked at it with reconstructed eyeballs, and there was a touch of irreducible blue light.

Like a luminous leaf suspended in a sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Zhengkang felt that this was the key to leaving.

He swung his limbs and swam past, touching the azure blue light with his fingertips, and the world was shattered!

A free-spirited swordsman stood on the top of the mountain, and the breeze blew his long hair scattered like thick clouds.

"If it's kindness, regardless of glory, life or death, you can throw it away!"

"Hold my sword--"

"Fun Jiang!"

With a single word, the clouds and the waves!

...

Groups of soldiers surrounded the alley, wearing medieval armor and holding rifles, as weird as a totem of resurrection.

It rained lightly.

Skerry broke off his limbs and lay on the ground talking nonchalantly.

"Master Assassin said that there are really many things that should be cherished, and I also believed in him until he was driven out of the house by his wife."

"I think there are many beautiful things that people should enjoy while alive. This is the truth that my big sister downstairs told me. She always goes out early and returns late. Whenever I am about to fall asleep, I can hear her high heels. sound."

"The seller of mattresses in front of the building said that it is not the alarm clock that restricts your dreams, but poverty."

A soldier walked behind the hairy man, and a muffled electronic synthesis sound came from under the helmet, "Mr. Incinerator, the sniper is escaping, and Master Guillotine has already gone after him."

The hairy man with the nickname of the incinerator casually said, "This person is handed over to you, and you will deal with the corpse yourself."

"No problem, Eden will record your credit." The electronically synthesized sound has an unsettling tone, like some kind of ghost chatter in the age of technology.

The shaggy man frowned, "I'm leaving now."

Skerry on the ground smiled weirdly, "Who said you can go?"

"I want to go, can you stop me?"

"He can't, but I can."

The incinerator suddenly turned around, and a blue light fell like a river into the deep valley, engulfing sight!

Chapter 87. Fanwai Juvenile Deer's Assassin's Fantasy (4)

The chest and abdomen of the incinerator were split by this fierce sword, and the skin and muscles were rolled over, revealing the frost-blue electron flow inside. These thick luminous liquids with flashing numbers made the incinerator look very unreal, as if it were a piece of cloth. The ghost with human skin.

Lu Zhengkang was dull for a moment, and then Hengjian cut off the hairy man's head.