Chapter 52 The Purified People

Chapter 52 The Purified People

"so smart?"

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, her confidence began to swell, and this time she took the initiative to attack without waiting for the opponent to attack again.

The length of the sacrificial knife is not exaggerated, it is a little longer than the ordinary dagger, and there is no problem in fighting with Huai Shi's dagger.

The Roman dagger fighting technique that has reached LV8 is not inferior to the former red gloves, and has reached the top level of the professional level. It can be said that there is no trace of ostentation, and it has become an out-and-out killing technique.

Immediately, Crowing Snake felt the grief and indignation of a dead dog.

After finally surviving the bombing, they were surrounded before they could react.

Originally, I wanted to take back the sacred object given by the Lord, so I found a chicken to ravage it to vent my depression. But I didn't expect that when I went down with the knife, I almost stabbed Peggy's nest.

Where did such a pervert come from?

Not only did he react strangely, he was not afraid of snake venom, but also his sword skills were fierce and frightening. Without a stigmata, he directly crossed two levels and beat himself like a grandson...

"Go away!"

He roared vigorously, the bone blade directly blocked Huai Shi's knife, turned around and wanted to escape, but he saw a row of people standing behind him who did not know when, and seeing him wanting to escape, he shot a shuttle of bullets head-on, It was as if they were going to force him to confront Huai Shi head-on and catch him alive.

The crowing snake was about to be laughed out of anger.

Even if the weapon fighting is suppressed, how can I be afraid of a newcomer who doesn't even have a stigmata as a second-stage gold-ranked sublimator?

Take the hostages first!

Regardless of Huai Shi's fierce attack, the teeth in his mouth grew suddenly, spraying a venom like clear water, and then the venom quickly evaporated in the air, turning into wisps of white mist, wherever it passed, even stones Blocks are corroded and pitted.

Huai Shi was taken aback, and quickly backed away, but he seized the opportunity and took the initiative back. Regardless of the danger, Huai Shi suddenly reached out to grab the blood-sucking blade, and stretched out the other hand towards Huai Shi. Shi's neck is pinched away.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark, and he heard the endless roar of gunshots.

Holding a knife in one hand, Huai Shi pulled out the pistol on his vest with the other hand, pressed it against his forehead, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

The small-caliber bullet couldn't even penetrate his skull, but the violent impact brought by the bullet was not inferior to the penetrating damage. He was completely stunned for a moment, wondering if his brain had been shaken out.

"Give up!"

Huai Shi pulled out the sacrificial knife in his hand, and slashed it down with all his strength. When the blade pierced through the air, a pale source of fire burned in his hand, and he put the weight of the ax on the blade. Cut off one of his arms, then pulled out the blade and cut again.

He chopped off his two arms neatly.

After sucking up the blood, the incomplete sacrificial knife was quickly repaired, and it returned to its original glamorous appearance from the tattered bronze scrap iron, as if just out of the oven, and even began to be dishonest, trying to absorb Huai Shi's source quality.

"Swallow my source quality? Are you kidding me?"

Huai Shi was amused, you dare to suck my negative energy machine? Little brother, have you made a mistake?

He directly re-sourced the robbery ash and poured it with a lot of heart poison, so that this shit sucked enough.

At first it swallowed heavily, and when it felt something was wrong, it tried to shut up, but it was caught by the handle of the knife with the imprisoned hand and poured it fiercely. It's like pouring chili water, and I drank it happily.

In the end, the blade trembled violently and made a whining sound, as if begging for mercy.

The pure negative energy and the purer poison of death seemed to have tossed it enough, and it turned into a dusty look again. It was caught in Huai Shi's hands like a grandson, so honest.

After the internal security is over, we have to fight the outside world.

Huai Shi raised the sacrificial knife, turned the blade, went up to the crowing snake and chopped violently. The terrifying weight given by the confining hand was not inferior to that of an axe. Soon, the Crowing Snake fell to the ground convulsed and stopped moving.

It can only be said that the tiger is in peace. The gold-level master who was originally enough to beat Huai Shi in a head-to-head confrontation was served by missiles and incendiary bombs, but was beaten violently by Huai Shi. He shoveled off the upper three horns.

This thing is worth money.

The toxin essence of the Crowing Snake Stigmata is all inside, and it can be made into an antidote for most neurotoxins with a little refinement.

"Probably sell for tens of thousands." The crow paused, and then added a unit: "One gram."

After listening, Huai Shi, who was still a little hesitant, took the risk decisively.

Good stuff!

This kind of high-level sublimator is indeed full of treasures!

After Huai Shi finished her work, the suppressing troops who had been waiting around for a long time rushed up and put layers of shackles on the dying Crowing Snake on the ground.

First, the shackles that bind the body, then the explosive collar that blocks the stigmata, and then several tubes of red, green and flower medicines are directly injected into the carotid artery through the injection gun, and finally, a nail of seven or eight centimeters is directly inserted from the neck. The root was nailed in, and the corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched wildly when she saw it.

Do you want to be so ruthless?

The hunky brothers who suppressed the troops all looked calm and waved their hands to say that this is just a basic operation. I don't know if Director Fu is trying to scare the chickens and monkeys. He warned himself not to mess around in the current situation.

It seemed that this was the only fish that slipped through the net, Huai Shi turned around in the ruins again, this time nothing jumped out to stab her in the back.

Unfortunately, no trace of Wang Hai was found, not even his body.

Logically speaking, his weak chicken who is not even a sublimator should have died when the missile exploded, but Huai Shi still had doubts in her heart: that guy is so hard-fought, even the red gloves didn't kill him , now that the body cannot be seen, it is hard to guarantee that he is still hiding somewhere to make trouble.

In the woods in the distance, the crow whistled and looked in the direction of another hill.

As early as when the missile fell from the sky, the spying figure had already turned around and left, just like an old farmer who stole a watermelon but was shot, leaving his companions behind and fled crazily, even He didn't turn his head back.

It can only be said that Wang Hai's ability to play tricks is much better than the almost non-existent conspiracy.

From beginning to end, the onlooker crow saw all this, but said nothing. It just shook its wings and dropped a feather.

The feathers fluttered and landed on the back of his bare neck, like diluted ink, which melted away and turned into a sunburn.

If a bait is thrown out, what kind of fish can be caught in this quagmire?

It's curious.

"well done."

Ai Qing calmly glanced at the Crowing Snake who was locked in the cage, "No, it should be said, I caught a big fish."

Director Fu looked at the burnt ruins and sighed helplessly. It was great that the Astronomical Society called for an air strike, but the person responsible for cleaning up the scene was the Special Affairs Department.

I can only lament that this group of guys is really hard-fated, otherwise, they would not even be able to find a statement.

I really can't figure out where Ai Qing's Russian-style hardcore logic comes from.

However, thanks to her reckless and extreme decision-making, she successfully avoided a tragic ambush. Just looking at the remains of those ghosts at the scene is enough to make a toothache.

What troubled him even more than this was: How did so many frontier alien species appear in the present situation?

These ghost things are enough for a head-on encounter with the modern army...

He lit a cigarette irritably, "What are the people at the customs doing with wool?"

"Although I really want to show that group of waste a little bit of color, but unfortunately, these things have nothing to do with customs."

Ai Qing sighed regretfully, and put forward a new conjecture: "What if they were not smuggled across the border, but raised in the present?"

"Huh?" Director Fu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.

If this is the case, it makes sense to explain where the money and materials that the Saviors’ congregation has plundered all this time have gone, and where the privileges they have gained by trying to climb to the top are used.

But this also means that the severity of the incident has once again increased.

The irony is that for so many years, the shadow of the Savior's Church has been quietly developing in the coastal areas, and the Special Affairs Department has no idea. In the end, it was stabbed out by a border terrorist organization like Green Day... …

It can be predicted that there must be someone in the dark who is constantly covering the cover, covering them, so that they can thrive...

What's even more troublesome is that things like frontier alien species are not creatures like chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep that can thrive on feeding some grass roots. Their environmental requirements are even stricter than some protected animals. Whether it's the air, the food, or even the depth they are in, they all affect their development and growth.

Except for the "Survival Institute", a giant biological experiment institution that has been closed by the Astronomical Society, there are very few institutions capable of this kind of ability.

And it so happened that among them, there was an organization known for its ability to raise alien species on the frontier...

"—the people of the Purity."

Almost groaning, Director Fu rubbed his head and spit out the name: "Damn, this time it's going to be a big deal. Are you sure?"

"Isn't there a ready-made test product?"

Ai Qing raised her chin, looked at the Snake Crying Sublimator in the cage, her eyes became meaningful: "If it's really those lunatics, you won't be able to ask anything, why don't you use the waste.

The moment all the people who have returned to the net complete their sublimation with external force, their souls will be branded with the brand of their Lord. Everything you own from now on, including life and body, every drop of blood and piece of flesh belongs to the ultimate Lord.

In the Blissful Land of Hell, all living creatures, whether they are believers or messengers, are just food reserves. Once they are judged to be worthless, it will be time for the superiors to feast on the night banquet..."

As she said that, she looked at Director Fu. Director Fu's expression changed. After a long time, he sighed helplessly and waved his hand: "It's up to you. I'll sign it later."

So, Ai Qing looked away contentedly, and beckoned to Huai Shi.

Huai Shi, who was enjoying the fishing next to her, was taken aback, looked around herself, and after confirming that Ai Qing was calling her, she instinctively felt a little uneasy.

"That old man..." He dawdled on the spot and didn't want to go, "Even if I am a brick of the Astronomical Society, it's not appropriate to move around every day, right?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you go through fire and water."

Ai Qing pointed to the sacrificial knife in his pocket: "Give me that thing."

Huai Shi hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the knife, turned the handle of the knife and handed it to her: "Be careful, this thing is very evil."

"It's just a D-class frontier relic, and some risks are within the acceptable range."

Ai Qing took out a handkerchief nonchalantly, wrapped it around the handle of the knife and held it in her hand. After leaving Huai Shi's hand, the thing began to be dishonest again, trembling constantly, making a scalp-numbing low sound.

Ai Qing propped up the crutches in one hand, got up from the wheelchair, held the knife in the other hand, and stepped forward expressionlessly, across the cage, the blade was nailed into the throat of the sublimated snake weeping.

Snapped!

I originally wanted to do a double update today, but when I got up at noon, I was bitten by the dog at home. After finishing this chapter, I will go to the hospital for rabies vaccination. I will temporarily update it today, sorry.