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This kind of day is really...upside down...
The mist coming out of his mouth gave him a strong stimulation. Just by taking a sip, he got the greatest pleasure in his life.
Is there anything else you’re not satisfied with?
The man was addicted to the comfort of drugs, and his eyes, which were deeply sunken due to long-term drug use, gradually became blurred.
At this moment, a series of 'flapping' sounds of wings suddenly rang out!
The sound seemed particularly strange in the silent night.
The man looked up suddenly and saw a small park over there with dim lights and dense vegetation.
It seemed like something in the bonsai jumped up and flew into the sky.
half an hour...
Nothing much happened.
The man breathed a sigh of relief and started to put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth again... It should be just a sparrow, which was scared by the wild cat that came in to steal food.
Although it doesn't happen often, it happens occasionally.
How could anything happen in the manor?
at this time!
A hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder silently!
The cold air suddenly poured down the man's head, flowed through the back of his head, and reached his spine, and his whole body stiffened instantly.
He gritted his teeth, his face turning blue as he tried to suppress his fear and screams.
With trembling hands, he tried to touch the pistol on his waist, but it was firmly grasped by his other hand.
"You are not allowed to smoke leaves while on duty. This stuff will damage your brain! Deduct three days' salary!"
The security chief with a sullen face snatched the cigarette from the man's hand, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and turned away.
The man who stayed where he was breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear...he was even a little happy in his heart.
It's really scary.
Chapter 36. Those who can kill instantly with a single shot are all snipers
Wall-E, who was almost scared to death, stood in the corridor, cursing as he stared at the security director who was leaving through the small park.
"Fuck you, you bastard who eats fat aunt Mary's ass every day..."
Huan was cursing in a low voice when his voice suddenly choked in his throat. A hoarse sound came out of his mouth and his eyes stared blankly at one place.
Then, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground out of fear.
The security chief who had just scolded him collapsed straight down beside the dense vegetation right under his gaze.
A ghostly white shadow silently walked over the security chief's body and walked straight towards him across the park.
"You...don't come over!"
The man lying on the ground kicked his feet in fear, struggled backwards, and tried desperately to stand up.
But, it slips! It slips again!
He held onto the railing, and finally! He finally climbed up!
He used all his strength to run to the corridor. The pillars of the corridor passed by one by one in front of his eyes, as if each pillar meant that he was getting farther and farther away from the white ghost... farther and farther...
I don’t know how long he ran, but the man started to slow down when he was almost out of strength.
He breathed rapidly, covered his chest which was in unbearable pain, and looked back.
This one glance almost gave me a cardiac arrest!
He has always been there!
After running for so long, the body of the security chief is not far away!
But the white ghost is gone!
gone!
The extreme horror and pressure stimulated the man's adrenaline. He gritted his teeth, burst out with unprecedented strength, and jumped to the side of the corridor away from the park!
A pair of hands supported him outside the corridor.
The man raised his head gratefully, but saw the pale and haggard face of the security director staring at him expressionlessly...
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The hooded man walked into the small western-style building, which was very messy.
The air smelled of wine, American leaves, and heather.
There were people lying on the ground like dead dogs, obviously they were all high.
The hooded man covered his nose and looked around. Everyone in the room turned into ashes bit by bit like burnt paper and disappeared under the wear and tear of time.
He continued walking forward, passed through several doors, and found a room filled with various video equipment.
There was a big bed in the middle of the room, and on the bed lay an old dwarf, sleeping soundly without knowing anything.
Looking at the puppet pushed out by Killian, the hooded man thought for a moment, then walked out and restored a dead head from the ashes on the ground, and threw it into the guy's bed.
I hope he will like this unique gift when he wakes up.
After dealing with the people in the manor, Lei Mu found the real culprit Killian on the rooftop under Sophie's guidance.
The guy was wearing a neat suit and had shiny hair, and looked quite handsome.
But at this moment, he was terrified and ready to run away, like a frightened dog that had lost its home.
This guy was keenly aware of the abnormality in the manor, and almost everyone was dead.
The helicopter parked on the ground was starting up and the wind was blowing hard.
Just before the plane took off, Killian on the plane saw a dwarf in a white hooded coat appear on the rooftop.
He suddenly laughed, stood up and got off the plane.
"Why? Are you alone?"
His laughter was full of self-mockery and sarcasm.
The unknown is the most terrifying thing. Since there is only one enemy, and he is a person, then why should we be afraid or run away?
Killian swung around and took a few steps toward the hooded figure.
"I wonder how I have offended you, Your Excellency, to allow you to come to my territory and cause trouble?"
The hooded man tilted his head in confusion, "Who gave you the courage to stay and talk to me?"
"Courage? That's my courage!"
Killian strode over with a grim smile, his face glowing red like veins, and he spewed flames from his mouth at Lei Mu.
Depend on!
You want to spit on me?
Lai Mu quickly dodged to the side, and his face under the hood instantly became gloomy.
Killian then chopped down with another knife.
Lai Mu raised his hands, and a sharp blade popped out from his forearm as he crossed his hands, cutting off Killian's forearm with a click.
The arm that fell to the ground melted into red magma, quickly burned through the roof and fell downstairs.
Killian took a step back, gasping in pain while holding his broken arm.
Then, with a fierce look on his face, he punched again.
Lai Mu held his blade against another, his fist and sword collided, and the blade went straight through his fist and into Killian's forearm.
Killian's face was twisted in pain, but he was smiling grimly.
"Ha! Hahahahaha! Your knife is gone! Let's see what you can use to fight me!"
Killian's arm began to melt and turn red, and the metal blade inserted into his hand turned into a pool of molten iron in just two or three seconds.
He swung his one arm and punched down again, "Die!"
This punch at a temperature of several thousand degrees embodies all the hard work of the Desperate Virus from research and development to implementation. It has taken at least twenty years from 1999 to the present!
How can ordinary people take it? !
How could Lai Mu's slender, soft and white little hand do that!
Snapped!
Broken.
The thin, soft, white little hand directly crushed Killian's big hand into lava.
"Fuck!"
Killian stepped back in horror as his entire body began to glow with a hot red light. His severed hands actually showed signs of regenerating under the red light!
Lai Mu raised his head, looked at him, and exhaled white mist from his mouth.
White mist wrapped around Killian's body. With the support of the infinite energy of the Time Stone, a small freezing skill instantly extinguished the thousands of degrees of heat on Killian's body.
The next second, Killian, who had lost his temperature, was frozen into an ice sculpture by the condensed water vapor in the air.
Lai Mu took a step forward and whispered something while Killian's last thoughts were still lingering.
"…Tony Stark sends his regards to you."