Gamers Are Fierce

Unobtrusively, the lord appeared at the place where the wine sacrifice was just now, and was firmly held by Qing Ejia's neck.

To be precise, the Lord did not possess the "neck" at this time.

His body was mutilated, his face was half gone, only one eye was left, his chest was blown to the ground, and the faint beating heart could be seen inside.

All the joints of the limbs were broken, and the left arm and right leg were missing. Only the left hand without three fingers and a few bones of the right leg were suspended in the air, looking like a puppet that was taken apart.

Jijiu's neck was also blown to pieces, and what Miss Chai held in her hand was just a mass of skin and muscle extending from her chin.

Substitution?

Li Ang frowned and turned his head to look at the tall building far away from the side-there was no ball technique there anymore.

On the rooftop, Liu Wuzao used the three-way telescope to directly see the changes in his breath.

The smell of sacrificial wine appeared on the edge of the roof of a tall building in the distance, and when he turned over, he fell from the roof and fell freely, causing a burst of exclamation and screaming from passers-by.

"Snapped"

The dilapidated sacrificial wine, like falling into a pool, fell straight into the concrete floor, and together with its breath, disappeared.

"Cough cough cough."

The lord who was caught in his throat tried to laugh, but his too crippled body did not allow him to do so. Before he could laugh, he coughed violently and vomited a large mass of black blood.

The red-white humanoid armor gripped the Lord's throat, and he did not hesitate to use his petrification ability, turning all the surface of his body into stone.

Li Ang glanced at him indifferently, didn't say anything, turned on the roof, Qing Ejia also dragged the ugly lord and landed on the roof steadily.

Liu Wuxiao glanced at Li Ang, who shook his head silently.

I don't know what equipment skills the Jijiu used, which caused the Scout Bingfeng to lose his breath, and maybe only wait for the latter to show up again to lock it.

Liu Wusuo was silent, drew out a wooden arrow and shot it at the Lord.

The wooden arrow burst into countless pieces in mid-air, nailed around the lord in the form of thousands of pieces of wood-it was the wooden arrow prison skill she had used before.

"You and your teammates,"

Liu Wuzao looked at the torn lord in the prison, and said coldly: "Changed positions."

"Yes."

The lord coughed and said: "I left some life-saving equipment in place, now he should have run away, you guys, cough cough, can't catch up with him..."

In fact, his relationship with Jijiu is not deep, even during the Epiphany, he was just a nodding acquaintance.

He was willing to swap positions with the opponent, completely because his injuries were so serious that even the miniature life potion could not be cured.

Even if no one cares about him, he will naturally die within a few minutes due to the incompleteness of various parts.

When he comes out, he will have to pay it back sooner or later. The Lord has this kind of consciousness from the first day he becomes a player.

What's more, his death is not meaningless-the wine can replace him to continue his unfinished mission.

"Ahem, let's make a deal."

The Lord had his face up to the sky. Because of the lack of a neck, he couldn't turn his head sideways. He could only stare at the clear night and the full moon in a daze, and said, "You call Wushou, right?

Liu Wuluo, the next heir of the Liu family.

Well, your father, Liu Kejian, is missing tonight, right? Along with those who contracted Epiphany disease, they disappeared in the stronghold of the Special Affairs Bureau. "

Liu Wuzao looked indifferent, and the short bow in his hand aimed at the lord who was paralyzed on the ground and exhaled more than inhaled, "You are not a member of the Special Affairs Bureau."

Since Liu's family took refuge in the Special Affairs Bureau, she has often moved in and out of various strongholds, and occasionally cooperated with the mobile task force in some tasks.

At least, she knew most of the staff of the Yin City Mobile Task Force.

Just now, Liu Wuzao used three binoculars to confirm the identity of the opponent before he dared to carry out a sniper attack.

"of course not."

The lord sprayed blood, and said effortlessly: "But I know that when your father was taken away, there was Rousseau's "Confession" and Montesquieu's "The Spirit of the Law" on the bookshelf in the single isolation cell. "On his bedside table is the jade pendant given to him by your mother. The last dinner he ate was a nutritious cream with beef sauce.

I said, right..."

Liu Wuzao clenched the wooden short bow slightly insignificantly. Before she performed the task, she deliberately watched the internal surveillance video of the Special Affairs Bureau, and the details were exactly the same as what the lord said.

"Ahem,"

The lord coughed violently. Although his only one-eyed eye socket was filled with blood and he couldn't see the outside world at all, he seemed to be able to see the subtle expression on Liu Wuzao's face.

"I, I can tell you where he is..."

The lord said slowly, his voice getting lower and lower, the expression on his face became more and more dull, his head tilted, and he passed out.

Liu Wuxiao subconsciously wanted to come closer, and he could see the Lord's face, but Li Ang suddenly raised his hand to stop it.

In the next second, the Lord's forehead burst suddenly, and a blood arrow shot out from it, quietly attacking Liu Wusuo's eyebrows.

Liu Wuzao, who had already been prepared for a long time, raised a transparent golden shield barrier to block the **** arrows.

Li Ang squeezed Barrett's trigger and "banged" the Lord's head, blasting his head into debris.

The gray world suddenly dissipated, and at the same time the system prompted the sound.

[The player "Lord" has been killed by the player "Li Risheng"]

Liu Wuzao looked at Li Ang with a little surprise. The latter rubbed his palms and smiled: "If I say it's the same name, do you believe me?"

Liu Wuzuo silently loosened the bowstring of the short bow and looked at the teammate who hadn't seen him for a long time, "Your disguise is very good."

Li Ang waved his hand and said modestly: "That's natural. When I didn't have any money, I used to go to the zoo to put on a leather case and pretend to be a panda, orangutan or giraffe to make money to supplement my family."

"..." Putting aside the panda orangutan, how did you pretend to be a growing giraffe?

Familiar nonsense, familiar taste. Liu Wuluo remembered everything.

At this time, a sharp engine sound rang from far away, and two helicopters painted in pitch black slowly descended from the height, and the searchlights placed on the edge of the cabin swayed and aimed at the rooftop where Jijiu had been.

The special affairs bureau came faster than expected.

"go."

Liu Wuzao did not struggle with the identity of Li Ang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ immediately canceled the Wooden Arrow Prison Skill, holding a short bow, turned around and ran toward the northwest.

Li Ang put on rubber gloves, put the fragmented body of the Lord on the ground into the backpack, and followed with Miss Chai.

Not far to the northwest is the location where the two emperors are in the system prompt.

Liu Wuzao and Li Ang, who were running and jumping on the top of each tall building, quickly reached their destination, and took away two pale ceramic bottles suspended in the air on a hotel rooftop.

[The special item Diliou*2 has been obtained by the player "Non-slow"]

Liu Wuzao directly threw a bottle to Li Ang, and the two turned on their concealment skills, sliding down the outer walls of the tall building to the dark alleys.

After landing, Liu Wuxiang put away his short bow, and Li Ang also took off the cloak of justice and put the cloak and Qing'e Jia into his backpack.

Walking out of the alley side by side with Liu Wuzao, the two of them tidied up some messy clothes, and walked toward the red mini that had been parked on the side of the road as usual.