Super God Gene

“No way, Captain. Is that him you're referring to as a friend? ”

“Ass maniacs are the masters your friends introduced? ”

“Brother, are you kidding us? ”

“Brother, are you playing with us? ”

Boxer suddenly blew up the pot, how can you not believe that the butt maniac is what Boxer called a master.

Boxer is also depressed, Fang Jingqi did say to introduce him to a master of assassinations, but he did not think that the person Fang Jingqi said would actually be Hanson.

But Boxer knew Fong Jingqi and knew that he was not a mess. Since he introduced Hanson, he must have reason to come here.

Boxer weighed Hanson up and down and said, “Fang Lao Si said you are good at assassination? ”

“Pretty good, a lot better than the average person.” Hanson said.

“Better than the average person? What we're going to kill is a bloodthirsty creature. Can you count on it?” The little thumb skipped his mouth and said with great distrust.

Boxer's fist band is different from Qin Xuan and Shen Tianzi, that is, there is no military background, nor is Boxer alone taking out money to feed a group of his men.

The fist squad is a team of sexually opposed people. The boss is the boss they elected, and the people below use the nickname.

Five thumbs, index fingers, middle finger, nobody finger and little thumb, plus Fist Brother, are the main backbone of the fist group. Today, these six people are all here. You can see the importance they attach to this divine blood creature.

Boxer's current divine gene is almost full. If we eat the flesh and blood of this whole divine blood creature, it should be possible to achieve the full divine gene, thus transforming the divine gene into the world of the second refuge of God.

That's why Boxer, they don't know the flesh and blood of the Divine Blood creature, and they pay for that mutant ride.

Boxer waved his hand, indicating that his little thumb would not speak for a moment. He stared at Hanson and said: “I believe in the eyes of the Fourth Master, but this time it is important that I take responsibility for my brothers, so show me your hands. ”

Boxer pulled a dagger out of his waist and flipped it upside down, sending the handle to Hanson.

Nor does Hanson care. His reputation at the steel shelter is not very good. He also expected this to happen. No wonder Boxer and them.

Hanson reached out to hold the dagger handed over by Boxer, boxer just wanted to take his hand back, but suddenly saw Hanson holding the dagger manual, boxer shocked to try to escape, but he had just handed Hanson the dagger, but it had been erected on his neck, so that Boxer was set there to stop moving, his hands fixed there, even the blocking action did not arrive in time to finish.

I wanted to see a few people with lively little thumbs, at this time they all had some silly eyes, and the color of their eyes got a little stiff.

Boxer's body and hands were very clear, although it was Hanson's sneak attack, but they were able to get Boxer to react without coming, put a dagger around his neck, small thumb and other five people thought they didn't have the ability to do it.

Hanson removed the dagger from boxer's neck, took two steps back, threw the dagger back to boxer, smiled and said: “Do you need to try again? ”

“No, let's go.” Brother Fist arrived very briefly, took a deep look at Hanson and put the dagger back in his waist.

Little thumbs looked at Hanson's eyes full of curiosity, and they had no idea that the notorious ass maniac in the steel armor shelter still had the ability to do this.

But they didn't say anything, so they summoned up the ride and went straight along.

Without a ride, Boxer greeted Hanson on his riding of a mutation as strong as a rhinoceros, walking directly towards the mountains of the south.

Along the way, in addition to the necessary rest and eating time, the pedestrians had been on the road, and by the third day they had finally stopped in a Grand Canyon.

Hanson estimated that if these people hadn't had mutant rides and walked on their legs alone, the average person would have walked ten and a half days to get here.

Once in the Grand Canyon, you can no longer ride. Hanson followed Brother Fist. They entered the Grand Canyon, walked down the mountain wall, and there was a rolling river in the middle of the valley, but Brother Fist's target was not in the river.

After walking along the mountain wall for more than two hours, I finally saw a large rock hole on the river wall, the dark paint inside was not very bright, a few people set fire to the torch and suddenly saw many huge stone milk like stone columns.

“Everyone be careful, although we cleaned it up the last time we came here, but the environment here is complicated, and it's hard to guarantee that there are no leaking fish, or that foreign organisms from other places come and cheer me up.” Fist said solemnly.

The crowd answered with a thumb up a big card of variation in front of them, and the other mermaids followed him to the deep end of the cave.

Little thumb walks to the end, holding a pair of beast soul knives in his hand vigilant from time to time four measurements.

From time to time, there are drops of water in the cave, which echo particularly well, the rocks at the foot are slippery, and in some places there is also accumulation of deep water.

Everyone was careful, not because the roads were hard to follow, but because they were afraid that the seven-point holes * * * would break out of a foreign creature sometime.

Hanson saw a lot of blood along the way, and it looked like it had been a while, I think it was Brother Fist they left behind last time.

Obviously, their fears were redundant and there was no danger along the way, as if the foreign organisms had been cleaned up the last time they came, and not even a primitive organism had been seen.

“Pay attention, it's about to get to the ground, nobody give me any movement.” After walking for four or five hours, the second boxer suddenly pressed his voice and said.

In fact, this is for Hanson. They've all been here once. Naturally, they know it's coming to the ground. They can't even speak out loud. A light-handed cat is like a cat.

Hansen nodded his head to make it clear, fist brother, this only indicates the front thumb continues forward, soon before the end of the cave, the cave is a huge stone hole, a few meters long stone clock milk hanging on the top of the cave, not even a tenth of the height of the cave, the huge stone cave is filled with unknown black vines, the leaves on the vine are more like ink dyed, occasionally you can also see a small black flower dot fall between the vines.

Hanson, they came into the cave, half-way up the wall of this giant stone cave, and there were many other holes like this. Boxer made a silent gesture against him, pointing to the bottom of the cave, and Hanson looked down into the cave and his eyes lit up.