Bug Master In Doomsday

"What's going on outside? How could it make such a loud noise?" The thunderous explosion made Bai Gou's brows suddenly tightened, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

This is the base camp of their secret line organization. All the defensive measures are like a steel plate. The knife can't be broken, and the water can't enter. What happened to make such a big movement?

"A Er, let's go out and have a look!" The white puppet got up from the chair and pushed open the protective iron door of this basement. As soon as he reached the upward stairs, he saw a person at the end of the stairs holding a long samurai sword. The man in black with the ghost face armor stained with mottled blood, the man put away the corrosive liquid-filled left hand, and slammed the verification device against the wall.

"My lord! Behind me!" Ah Eryi shouted, dragging the still dazed white puppet behind him, he suddenly took out a half-meter-long straight knife from the storage ring and stretched his whole body. Staring at the man in black at the end of the stairs as close as the enemy, he intuitively told him that this man is very dangerous!

"Huh!" Without warning! The man in black standing at the end of the stairs suddenly appeared in front of Ah Er's left side like a teleport. The narrow, cold, **** samurai sword slashed away from the bottom up!

"Zheng!" The dazzling sparks burst, and the two of them hit each other with blades. The power of the whole body was pressed harder on the weapons. The man in black wearing the goblin mask squinted his eyes tauntingly, and his figure teleported and disappeared again. The transparent state appeared behind Ah Er.

‘Bah--! With the explosion of the blade splitting the air, a ghostly robes cut from Ah Er's neck to his waist, and a hideous and terrifying knife cut desperately with blood.

"Bastard!" Ah Er flushed his eyes, ignoring the serious injury of his body, holding his straight sword with both palms and slamming backwards, ‘huh! ’Cut it out!

The man in black is like a cat playing with a mouse, appearing behind him again, the sharp and narrow samurai sword stabs at lightning speed, and then retracts. In such a short moment, his figure disappeared again.

And Ah Er, who was stabbed in the heart by a samurai sword, clutched his chest, his throat surged, and he was vomiting blood. He could clearly feel that the energy in his body seemed to flow quickly with the wound, and his easy movement of swinging the knife in the past changed. It was extremely difficult, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to recover from the violent dizziness.

He tried to open his eyes, trying to keep himself awake and able to see the trace of the man in black, suddenly the ghostly man in black slowly appeared! Just less than a meter in front of him! He yelled, exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, carried a straight knife, and slashed.

‘Puff! A phantom was smashed and blown by his aggressive slash. Just when he felt wrong, his brain suddenly emptied, as if it had left his neck and entered the sky.

He was wondering and thinking in disbelief, but the rotating surroundings and the collapsed headless corpse seemed to make him understand.

"The seventh group of assassins from the Shadow Squad has eliminated the enemy Ah Er and found the enemy white puppet. Please come here quickly!"

The black-clothed man wearing the evil ghost mask said this paragraph in an angry voice, his eyes never left the frightened white puppet.

"White puppet! You are very lucky! I won't kill you!" The killer laughed and told a cold joke, but the trembling white puppet shivered suddenly, his pants tightly attached to his legs. The ground was immersed in a stream of heat.