Super God Gene

Chapter 790: Who Do You Want To Kill?

Hanson was looking at a piece of information that he had received from Ji Yanlan about the Third God's refuge, which contained information about most of the alien sanctuaries known to mankind.

Hanson looked at the file a few times, and did not find anyone similar to the spirit who took the Holy Rhino.

Because the eyebrows were left with a mark, Hanson feared that when he was promoted to the sanctuary of the Third God, he would be transferred directly to the sanctuary of the spirits.

Although the transmission of the first entry into the sanctuary of the Third God is beyond the control of mankind, it must be prevented from knowing whether it will be controlled by the spirits.

Hanson's superdivine gene has reached 55 points, and it's not too far away from being satisfied, and he has to start thinking about some things.

“If it really gets to that spiritual sanctuary, it still has to be condescending, after all, with only one life left.” Hanson burned the information directly and thought to himself: "There are advantages and disadvantages to entering into a contract with a spiritual spirit, but signing a contract with a spiritual spirit of too low rank is unnecessary. If it is just an ordinary shelter or a knight's shelter, I can try to kill it or take it away directly. ”

There is no information about superdivine creatures nearby anymore, and Hanson intends to cross the forest and go over to the Three Ways River, where he hears there are often horrible alien creatures.

Now that Hanson has not pursued much in the Second Shelter, he only hopes to be promoted quickly to the Third God Shelter.

With the silver and silver, they crossed the forest together, just into the waters of the three rivers, and they saw the intersection of the rivers and lakes on the earth, a vast area of fresh water.

There are a number of terror aliens in the land, air and water, and the variety of aliens is very high. Hanson mainly goes to Bishui Lake, where there is a legend that there is a horror alien like a dinosaur, and a lot of people see the alien playing in the lake with a small dinosaur.

Shortly after entering the waters of the three rivers, Hanson saw far away that there seemed to be a battle ahead. He thought that humans were surrounding aliens, but after getting closer, he found out that those people were surrounding a human being.

Though all of them were masters, the man they had apparently besieged was even more horrified. Almost every time he waved a knife, he was besieged by too many people. Although he had killed a lot of people, he had also been badly injured himself, and it looked bad to see that he was bleeding.

“Shit, dare to fight our angel genes, when I catch you, I will not skin you alive.” The leader of the group commanded his men to surround the man, whilst shouting outrageously.

The road had been killed and they had been so badly damaged that the chief had been furious in his heart.

“Angel gene?” When Hanson heard these four words, a different color flashed in his eyes.

The last time he was surrounded by the suspicious Bloodhorn Shura, the most suspicious of the angel genes, which Hanson had also investigated during that time, although nothing had been discovered, the angel genes were undoubtedly growing in suspicion.

Even without this, Hanson didn't have much interest in the angel gene. He glanced at the guy and thought he didn't seem like a bad guy. The more the angel gene, the worse he looked at it.

Hanson pondered for a moment and asked the little silver to take the little fairy out for a spin, and he himself summoned the armor and turned into a gold coin and went straight to those who had angel genes.

He hates angel genes, but in his current capacity, he doesn't like to flip with angel genes, so he uses gold coins.

“Angel genes work here, go away.” Seeing Hanson approaching, some angel genes suddenly drank heavily on him.

Hanson didn't say a word, and just one big wheel of elephant fist blew it up, and suddenly the man's blood sprayed wildly, flying away for a few miles.

This time Han Sen Zhi did not kill, just wanted to rescue the person to ask what the situation was. After all, he did not know the cause and consequences of the matter. Although he hated the angel gene, it was not easy to identify the person as a good person.

“Gold!” Watching Hanson rush in, someone instantly recognized him. After all, the gold coin took the first divine son of mankind in the second refuge, and the fame was too loud.

“Gold coin, we angel genes have no quarrel with you, why are you against us?” The man headed by asked Hansen aloud and was clearly reluctant to fight the gold coin.

Hanson didn't answer either. He rushed straight in, and those people didn't dare to stop him. He quickly rushed to the side of the injured man.

“Friend, come with me.” Hansensha spoke to the man with a mute voice and turned around and rushed out.

The angel gene man, although a little angry, did not dare to fight Hansen to death, just a little resistance and let Hansen take him out.

If they were ordinary, they would still have the idea of World War I, but with the fame and deterrence of gold coins, they would not have the idea of dying.

“Boss, we've lost so many brothers, but the man ran away. What are we going to say when we get back?” Some frowned bitterly, apparently afraid to go back and be punished.

“Truth be told, what can we do to save lives with gold coins? I'm sure it's understandable, after all, it's gold.” The man in charge said directly, as if he had deserved it.

After Hanson rushed out with the man, he didn't walk very far, and the man fell directly onto the ground, seemingly fainting.

Hanson squatted down to examine the wounds on his body. He was somewhat surprised. The wounds on his body were so severe that he was able to persevere in the death fight to this day. His firm conviction can be described as horrible.

A variety of knife wounds and arrow wounds are unknown, with staggered wounds. Although there are no real injuries or fatalities, it is also easy to bleed to death, let alone many of the wounds are already deeply visible.

Hanson put some medicine on his wound, took him into a deserted forest, and wanted to wait until he woke up to ask what was going on.

“You saved me?” When he woke up, he saw Hansen, without a slight look of surprise or panic, just looking at Hansen with those clear, lake-like eyes.

“Kind of.” Hanson measures this man, he has a beautiful doll face, he has a moustache, he can't say what it feels like, but it's easy to look at and forget.

“Who do you want to kill?” The doll's face suddenly asked.

“What do you mean?” Han Sen beamed for a moment, didn't understand what logic this man was, how the topic suddenly jumped here.

“I owe you my life, but I won't kill anything but people, who you want to kill, I'll kill you, one life for another.” The doll's face pounded and said, “Of course, killing foreign creatures is fine. ”