Chapter 1981 Father and Son

Zhao Lie, Zhao Chong and the six gangsters held Gu Zhengyang, Han Te and Liuli at gunpoint, and crawled towards the deck step by step.

It was silent outside, shrouded in a layer of illusory black mist, like a big iron-hulled ship sailing into a ghostly world by itself without wind.

Rao is a few murderers who have experienced many battles in the world of bloody battles, and they can't help but sweat, and their teeth collide involuntarily.

Even if Gu Zhengyang, Han Te, and Liuli were pushed forward to act as human shields, they couldn't offset their uneasiness.

"What's going on, where did everyone go?"

"Why did the sound of fighting subside? Isn't the Blackwater Gang attacking from the front?"

"Ma Ku and Fei Zhong, where are they!"

Everyone stepped on the deck shrouded in black mist with trepidation, only to feel that the stars in the sky and the mysterious light emitted by their own crystal armor were all swallowed up by the mist, and things two or three meters away were vague and indistinct, and it was impossible to see where the side of the ship was. .

Exploring all the way to the bow of the ship, I finally found that there seemed to be a crystal armor standing in the black mist. The gang leader was overjoyed and reached out to grab it, but the crystal armor collapsed like glass, turning into shiny fragments and components all over the ground !

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" sounded chaotically, as if a burst of hail bombarded the hearts of everyone.

A chill like an ice cone rose in the hearts of the little gang leader and Zhao Lie at the same time.

Compared with the turbulent super power in "Elysium", although the crystal armor mastered by the Scarlet Fire Gang is the lowest-level mass-produced type, most of them are miscellaneous goods that have undergone many repairs and refurbishments, but after all, they are seamless and ring-like. Ring nesting, the "King of Magic Weapons" with extremely powerful defense.

At this moment, it was reduced to the most basic components in the way of a scorpion, and even the fingernail-sized lenses were disassembled.

The most frightening thing is that the disassembled components of the crystal armor can still stand like an intact crystal armor, until it is pushed by an external force, and then it collapses!

Between the fragments of the crystal armor, there were neither body parts nor blood stains, as if the gangster who originally wore this set of crystal armor had evaporated directly.

The little gang leader and Zhao Lie looked at each other, swallowed their saliva in unison, kept their feet on the ground, and moved forward inch by inch.

They still didn't find half of the body, but they found a black silhouette of a man with teeth and claws on the deck. It looked like a person who had been lying on the ground and burned violently. Even the deck was burnt out with a clear outline and slightly sunken. go down.

The deck is made of metal, it is not difficult to burn out the black mark, but if it is slightly melted and dented, the temperature must be too high.

It is not difficult to imagine the final fate of the flesh and blood that endured such burning, perhaps it will be completely wiped out, not even the slightest dross will be left behind.

Just as the little leader of the gang and Zhao Lie gulped their saliva and their hearts jumped, the black fog around them finally dissipated, allowing them to see farther away, and they also heard heart-piercing screams.

It was Maku's voice!

Many thugs turned pale with fright, when they broke through the black mist to look, the first thing they saw was not Ma Ku, but Fei Zhong.

This peerless murderer, who is notorious in Double Dragon Valley, is extremely psychopathic, and likes to torture and kill innocent people. The crystal armor on his body was stripped clean, and he knelt down on the ground in a strange posture similar to "begging for mercy", with his face on his face. His fat meat no longer trembled, but he died a long time ago.

His face was distorted to the extreme, as if all the five sense organs were scrambling to get out of the fat, trying to escape from his head, and his lower body was stained with a large group of yellow-brown stains, exuding a smoky stench, but he was frightened It's shitty!

"What kind of power can take off Fei Zhong's crystal armor in an instant, silently, kill this peerless murderer, and even make him kneel down in fright and beg for mercy before dying, pouring out all his shit?"

Zhao Lie, Zhao Chong, the gang leader and all the gangsters all fell into an unimaginable nightmare, and their nerve endings were prickly like needles.

At this moment, Ma Ku stumbled out of the black mist.

The crystal armor on his body also disappeared, revealing his trembling bamboo pole figure. He was obviously a fierce and fierce gangster who was not afraid of death, but the expression on his face at this moment was like that of a panicked little girl, her voice was shrill and soft , like a hen with a cut in the throat.

"Boss Ma!"

Seeing his unrecognizable appearance, several gangsters felt their scalps go numb, not knowing whether to step forward to help, or run away.

Ma Ku's eyes turned blood-colored, and the pupils and whites of the eyes could not be seen at all. Seeing everyone was like seeing the most terrifying evil spirit. The big black blood plasma was running, and suddenly fell to the ground, screaming: "Don't come here, you are all dead, I killed you all, why are you looking for me? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh do not come!"

He rolled on the ground in pain, and there were irregular wounds on his body for no reason. It didn't look like he was cut by a sharp knife, but rather like someone bit him with his teeth or tore him with his nails. Terrible.

Amidst the screams of "ahah", Ma Ku clasped his head tightly with his hands, his eyeballs bulged out more and more, and finally burst with two "pops".

Blood gushed out from his eye sockets like a fountain. I don't know if he squeezed his head out abruptly, or if there was another strange force in his brain. The murderer collapsed to the ground, still twitching, as ugly as his death could be.

This scene froze the legs of all the gangsters.

In other words, the hard deck seemed to have turned into a sticky swamp, and hundreds of pale, rotten ghost hands protruded from the swamp, entangled their legs tightly, making them unable to move.

"Gulu Gulu, Gulu Gulu."

In the black mist, a huge monster like an altar slowly moved over, but it turned out to be a somewhat clumsy crawler puppet.

The crimson indicator light flickers on and off, mysterious and unpredictable; chainsaws and drills bloom with a cold light that cannot be concealed by the night; the grinning "demon star" spray-painted on the steel shell, stained with a string of fine blood, how do you see it? They all seemed to be grinning.

"How, how is it possible?"

Regardless of the gangsters, Zhao Lie or Gu Zhengyang, they were all stunned, and they couldn't believe that it was a seemingly clumsy and rough psionic machine that silently killed Ma Ku and Fei Zhong on the deck. puppet?

"Get rid of it, or everyone will not want to leave!"

Zhao Lie roared wildly, and was the first to fire at the psychic puppet.

The nerves of all the gangsters were stretched to the limit, someone took the lead, and in an instant everyone unleashed the most powerful firepower and deepest fear, setting off a metal storm on the front deck!

However, at the moment when everyone fired, Zhao Lie let out a muffled snort, as if he was ruthlessly blown backwards by an invisible strange force.

However, he did not forget to grab his own son at the moment of flying out, and then pushed Gu Zhengyang, Han Te and Liuli hard behind the back, and when pushing the three of them to the center of the battlefield, he also increased his escape speed even more. a step.

Zhao Lie dragged Zhao Chong and fled toward the stern of the boat desperately.

There were faint screams from behind, and the bullet storm only lasted half a second at most before stopping abruptly.

The psychic puppet slaughtered the gangsters, just like killing a few annoying mosquitoes.

Zhao Lie was so frightened that his heart and liver were torn apart, and Zhao Chong was even more frightened, his face pale.

When the two father and son rushed to the stern of the boat, they were severely pierced through four legs by bullets fired from more than a dozen directions.

"Crack clap clap!"

The crystal armor's leg joints and their four knees and ankles were blown off. The two screamed at the same time and rolled into a ball on the deck, leaving behind a thick line of blood.

Looking up, the large-scale bloody battle in front of the Taiping City Walled had ended at some point, only sporadic barrages and sword clashes remained. Hundreds of searchlights illuminated the lake as if it were daytime, and dozens of ships were loaded with crystal cannons and heavy-duty weapons. The speedboat of the bolt gun circled around the Taiping Walled City.

Even if they could jump into the water, there was no way of escape.

"dad!"

Zhao Chong panicked to the extreme and shed tears of remorse. Compared with his arrogant appearance a moment ago, he was really a different person. He tremblingly shouted, "What should we do? What should we do!"

"Don't worry, I'm fully prepared!"

Zhao Lie's eyes dimmed, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled three times. Looking at the crawler psionic puppet gradually approaching from the black mist, he touched his son's head and gritted his teeth, "I've already made a careful arrangement at the stern, as long as you If you jump down, there is a glimmer of life, I am here to help you resist for a while, you run away, escape to the world of bloody battles!"

"What?"

Zhao Chong was puzzled, delighted, and sad, "Then you, dad?"

Before he finished speaking, all the light in his eyes froze, leaving only indescribable horror and astonishment.

Because Zhao Lie inserted a dagger directly into his head along his jaw, the surge of psychic energy instantly destroyed all his brain tissue.

Zhao Chong couldn't say a word anymore, and collapsed limply in his father's cold embrace.

"Sorry, son."

Blood and tears flowed from Zhao Lie's eyes, and he murmured, "Fei Zhong is right, there are a million things more terrifying than death on the evil soil. With your character and strength, you can't survive in the world of bloody battles." Go on...Twenty years ago, I tasted the feeling that life was worse than death, and I will never let you...bear the pain that I used to endure in the past!"

While talking, Zhao Lie looked at the crawler puppet slowly crawling over, and Gu Zhengyang, Han Te and Liuli flashing out from behind the puppet.

Gu Zhengyang and others didn't expect Zhao Lie to be so cruel. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, they simply gave their son a good time!

Gu Zhengyang said in a deep voice: "Captain Zhao..."

"Stop talking nonsense, village chief, it's just the winner and the loser. It happens every day in the evil land. What's so strange?"

There was a strange blue light on Zhao Lie's face, he paused, and couldn't help but said again, "If I say that everything I do is to make the Taiping Walled City last, do you believe it or not?"

Gu Zhengyang remained silent.

Zhao Lie said again: "Also, if you can adopt my suggestion a few years earlier, we first subdue all the villages in a radius of a hundred miles, and expand the strength of the Taiping Walled City by three or five times, I will definitely not join the Scarlet Fire Gang Or the Blackwater Gang, but will fight side by side with you, fight to the end with these gangsters, and establish our hegemony, do you believe it or not?"

Gu Zhengyang sighed, nodded and said, "I believe it."

Zhao Lie was slightly stunned, his eyes gradually froze, and he exhaled the last breath: "Forget it, it doesn't matter, you know, the village chief... It's so fucking tiring to be alive."

The moment the dagger pierced his son's head, he bit through the poison sac in the back molars.

At this moment, the toxicity broke out, and the whole face seemed to be burned by blue flames. Strands of muscle and spirit withered together, and slowly nestled on the son's corpse, motionless.