I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 A familiar voice sounded, and Abel raised his head suddenly.

　　 His eyes are red, and he is full of murderous aura.

　　 How many years, he can't count how many years he has been asleep.

　　 But there is only one thing he remembers clearly.

　　 He is going to kill him.

　　He is going to kill the **** named Cain!

"what!!"

　　 Abel looked up to the sky and uttered a long roar.

　　 In the entire forest, all the birds and beasts fled in shock, and some simply fell directly to the ground and pretended to be dead.

　　 The wounded under Abel all covered their ears, but they were still bleeding from his screams.

　　 The hatred that had been suppressed for thousands of years broke out, and Abel's murderous intent was so frightening.

　　 If his enemy is a normal person, what he has to do now is to run away as soon as possible, as far as possible from him.

　　 But obviously, the owner of that voice is not normal.

"My stupid brother—"'Cain''s voice came from a distance again, with a hint of joking, "You really haven't changed at all over the years, you are still so simple, you only have so much strength. ?"

　　 "I want to kill you! Cain! I want to kill you!!"

　　 Abel yelled. He stepped on the trunk and bends the trunk to the limit, then jumped up and rushed to the sky-exactly where the sound came from.

　　 Abel leaped into the sky like a rocket, and reached a height of tens of meters in just a few seconds.

　　 Across the tall tree canopies, he saw a helicopter.

　　 On the helicopter, "Cain" was holding a big horn.

　　 "My grass, Shengxian—hurry, hurry, he is here, hurry and run—"

　　 This voice is a little frivolous, far from the calmness just now, but Abel has never forgotten Cain's appearance.

　　 Even though he was nearly a hundred meters away, he still recognized the mark on "Cain"'s forehead at a glance, and he couldn't be wrong!

　　 Albert shouted loudly and waved his long black knife in his hand.

　　 A gust of wind appeared out of thin air and swept away in the direction of the helicopter.

　　 A poor bird was just passing by, cut in two by the wind, and his head was separated.

　　 "I'm going to—"

　　 "Cain" was stunned. Obviously he did not expect that Abel's combat power would be so strong, and he shouted to the people behind him: "Quick! Pull up! Pull up!"

　　 The helicopter pilot, under his command, immediately raised the altitude of the aircraft, and he would pass by the wind.

　　 However, the strong air current still disrupted the flight of the airplane. The helicopter was like a man who had just finished urinating, shaking for a few times before returning to normal.

"Cain" unscrupulously spit down, and cursed in a low voice. The driver vaguely heard him say something like "Long Aotian", "Fantasy Novel", and "40 Meters of Sword Qi". Unintelligible words.

　　 "My lord, what shall we do now?" the helicopter pilot asked.

"What else can I do."'Cain' snorted, "Can you come up with a better idea besides running? Believe it or not, with his current combat power, just give him a rocket, he also I can hack you with one knife!"

　　 Under the command of "Cain", the helicopter raised another ten meters, and then turned around, seeming to want to leave the forest.

　　 At the end, "Cain" did not forget to call Abel.

　　 "My stupid brother, do you want to kill me, then keep getting stronger, hahahaha—"

　　 "Cain"'s taunting skill max, the intention is obvious, is to attract Abel to chase him.

　　Because Abel is very good at field warfare, he will not act according to the script at all without taking drastic medicine.

　　 This time, "Cain" was really too worried, because from the moment he saw him, there were only two words left in Abel's head.

　　 Revenge.

　　 He didn't hesitate at all. He ran all the way in the direction of the helicopter, constantly tossing and turning between the trunks, always keeping a close distance from the helicopter. He didn't doubt why the helicopter didn't continue to raise the altitude.

　　 So, no matter how strong a person is, no matter how strong they are, once blinded by hatred, there will only be one end-that is, being played to death by others.

　　...

　　 "Low point, low point—I can’t see him soon—I’m high in the grass and high in the high point! He's ‘wind’ again!"

　　 Along the way, Zhang Jue, posing as Cain, has been commanding the pilot and teasing Abel.

　　 is like playing some kind of red and white console game.

　　 Whenever Abel was only a few tens of meters away from them, he would immediately raise the helicopter, but he was afraid that Abel would give up chasing and the plan would fail, so he dropped a little after confirming safety, and so on.

　　 The pilot was tossed by him. Several times he wanted to go back and ask him, would you like to drive?

　　 Zhang Jue looked at Abel who was jumping on the canopy not far away, and kept shaking his head, making a tut.

　　 This baby's physical fitness is too great. The pursuit of such a high intensity has lasted for more than half an hour, but his speed is consistent, even faster and faster.

　　 And during this period, Abel had cut twice at the helicopter. If Zhang Jue hadn't seen the plane quickly and warned in advance, they would have been divided by Abel in the air, just like the poor bird.

　　 In this constant temptation, Zhang Jue gradually grasped more information about Abel.

　　The most important thing is Abel's attack method and distance.

　　 No wonder Abel was reluctant to use hot weapons when he was serving in Pandora’s Box, because the knife in his hand was an artifact.

　　 As long as he is defensive, most thermal weapons can't even get close to him.

　　 Zhang Jue brought a machine gun and fired at Abel in the rear. He pressed the trigger and shouted: "I'll kill you grandson-"

　　 seems to be enjoying it.

　　 The pilot didn't know why he was so excited, as if he had satisfied some of his own evil tastes.

　　 Facing the bullets that came flying fast, Abel kept his speed, swinging the long knife in his hand, and he split all the bullets.

　　 Seeing this scene, even Zhang Jue exclaimed again and again.

　　 Fortunately, this child's brain is a bit awkward, otherwise, even if the entire formation of MTF comes, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop him.

　　 Abel brandished the long knife in his hand, always guarding against the cold arrows released from the helicopter—sometimes it was a machine gun, sometimes it was a sniper rifle, but it was pitiful, and more often it was a melon seed shell.

　　 He is like a hunter, waiting for the opportunity.

　　 A hill suddenly appeared in front of him, and the helicopter pilot seemed to have made a mistake. It took a few seconds to raise the height and almost hit the cliff.

　　 This caused the helicopter to make a few turns in the air.

good chance!

　　 Abel saw the right time and slashed.

　　罡風風電機構風雜書沒進標進標這標進標雜書開離進難電車個際個。

　　 The pilot desperately adjusted his direction, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but the helicopter finally failed to escape the fate of being cut off by the tail, and a violent explosion occurred.

　　 Two figures jumped out of the thick smoke and opened the parachute. One fell off the cliff, while the other had better luck and just fell on the top of the mountain.

　　 Abel could see clearly that the person who fell on the top of the mountain was "Cain."

　　 He jumped down from the tree canopy, and was landing less than twenty meters away from the person with a bang.

　　 "Cain, take your life," he said in a cold voice.

　　 "Huh? What did you say?" After the parachute, a person who Abel didn't know came out.

　　 Not Cain? Abel squinted his eyes, but he recognized the voice as the one who provoked him in the helicopter.

　　 "Dregs."

　　 Abel cursed, then swiped it with a knife, disdain to look at the man at all.

　　 He just wanted to jump off the cliff to see if Cain fell with the other people—he didn't even think that Cain was pretending to be Zhang Jue through his transformation ability.

　　 "Wow, I'm so handsome, if your brain is half as good as your knife, I wouldn't dare to follow you here—"

　　 There was a noisy voice, and Abel looked back in surprise and found that the man hadn't died under his sword.

　　 He didn't see that the silly person in front of him was hidden.

　　 "Who are you?" For the strong, Abel always gives a little respect.

　　 "Who am I?" Zhang Jue smiled. Today is the second person to ask him this question. I think he is not famous enough in this world.

　　 He suddenly remembered his father’s catchphrase, and laughed and said, "Since you asked shamelessly, I will tell you righteously, my name is Zhang Jue, the arrogant Zhang, the killer Jue—"