Chapter 780 The Ship of Greed (Thanks to the Leader of Feiying Yehuan

No one responded, just machine gun fire.

But Huaishi's figure suddenly melted into the twisted rain curtain, as if blending into the darkness, becoming extremely erratic. Pull the trigger against the surrounding enemies.

Deadly grenades were scattered in all directions, metal seeds fell to the ground, and fleeting flowers of flame bloomed. The scorching wind lifted the rain curtain, causing the hazy water vapor to stir between the sky and the earth.

In the loud roar, everything seemed distant.

Crying faces and blood were no longer visible.

He could deceive himself that what happened was just a dream. He just had an occasional nightmare and went out for a run after getting up early...

But death is still rising.

In this silence, Shao Siming's stigmata screamed silently.

Huaishi looked expressionless and pulled the trigger.

But no crisp sound came from it. He pressed it again and heard the lingering sound of the gun breaking.

He looked down at the grenade gun in his hand and saw the dents made by the bullets on the gun body and the sound of internal parts falling off. He regretfully threw it aside and continued to move forward.

When passing by the struggling figures on both sides, he reached out and took out the pistol from his pocket.

boom! Bang bang!

There was no more sound to be heard.

It is quite now.

The thick fog started unknown when, covering everything around him. Huai Shi stopped in place and looked around.

I don't know when... I have been trapped in the hunting ground.

Dead silence.

Just behind him, a big hole suddenly appeared in the air, and then, the sound of bullets that rubbed until red was far behind.

Huai Shi's figure disappeared and appeared dozens of meters away.

It was only then that the loud noise of the anti-material sniper rifle came belatedly, and a deep hole appeared on the ground, with gravel flying.

Around them, in the light rain and mist, a dozen figures slowly emerged.

At the front of Huaishi's poem, the enchanting and graceful figure walks out of the mist. The black Yingzhou gown has been stained by the rain, and the peonies depicted by You Chanran above have become more and more enchanting.

"What a coincidence, Mr. White Paper."

The former croupier of the Empire Casino, Isamu Ren, tilted his head and smiled at Huai Shi: "We meet again."

In the long silence, Huai Shi sighed softly: "In other words, it is Qianye who turned against the enemy?"

"No, it's actually a commission from Mr. Sheng Tianmu."

Isamu Ren shrugged: "The paper-carrying group is too much trouble, so we have been entrusted to come here to solve it."

"That's so good, I almost believe it."

Huai Shi said: "Miss Isamu, how about you try to find a better excuse next time you estrange?"

Isamu Ren laughed: "It's just a casual comment. If it works together, wouldn't it be better?"

Huai Shi didn't laugh, she just looked at them quietly and sighed silently: "I originally thought Qianye would have a little bottom line..."

"It has nothing to do with us what our employers think, we are just responsible for carrying out orders."

Following Isamu Lian's words, other chilling figures slowly approached, blocking Huaishi's escape route inch by inch.

Slender chains were slowly drawn out of Isamulus' sleeves, as well as the sinister curved outline of the scythe. In this way, he conveyed the order from his employer to Huai Shi:

"——You are too much of a hindrance, Amateur Uzuki, you must be dealt with here."

The bounty hounds from the Tomb of the Unreturnable and [Ship of Greed] drew their weapons, approaching inch by inch, shrouded in murderous intent.

A brief moment of silence.

Huai Shi was silent, looking down at the pistol in his hand, and suddenly asked: "By the way, which one is more awesome between your group and Nightmare Eye?"

No one responded.

Isamu Ren's face was expressionless and he didn't speak, only the corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

Compared to behemoths like Nightmare Eyes, there are only a handful of comparable groups in the Tomb of the Unreturnable. Even if the Greedy Ship is slightly famous, it still cannot be compared with the kind of war legions that can even interfere with the wars of the worlds.

Rather, it cannot even catch up to one percent of it.

Huai Shi, as if he had gotten the answer, breathed a sigh of relief.

"……That's good."

He laughed happily and let go of the pistol: "If you are more powerful than Nightmare Eye, I may not be able to kill you all."

Murderous intent appeared in Isamu Ren's eyes.

Immediately, I felt a chill.

Because the one who is faster than her is Huai Shi.

Already, close at hand!

The long sword shrouded in brilliant flames emerged from the void. As Yu Bu advanced, it drew a straight trajectory in the wind, aimed at her neck, and swept across!

Faster than expected!

It’s even more terrifying than the scenes I’ve seen and the information I’ve collected before!

Even though he had been prepared, he was still frightened by the terrifying speed. He even forgot to even retreat. He instinctively raised his sickle and slender chains criss-crossed in the air, forming a net to block the front.

Then, in that short period of time that couldn't even be called a moment, it fell apart.

Devastated and torn apart!

The sharp sword edge and sickle blade collided together, sparks flying.

In that fleeting pause, she saw Huai Shi's eyes, which were dark, like abyss.

But then, his figure disappeared from the place again.

It seemed like there was no warning when it came.

The bullet from afar grazed Isamura Ren's temple and shot into the ground, leaving a loud roar and spread. This was the key blow that saved her.

Then, there was the sound of blood spurting out.

Next to Isamura, the person who had not yet reacted froze in place, turning his eyes dullly to look at the figure who had appeared behind him at some point.

Blood slowly dripped from his sword blade.

Immediately afterwards, with smooth friction, an ownerless head fell to the ground, immersed in the turbid water, and dyed with a ray of scarlet in the mud.

Through the fountain of blood spurting from the headless corpse, Isamu saw Huaishi's smile, showing such pity.

"Now that everyone has been honest with each other, let me introduce myself." He said, "In addition to the name Huai Zhi Su Ren, you can also call me Huai Shi."

——The Beheaded King of Jinling, Huai Shi!

From his hand, the blade of resentment extended inch by inch, and the ferocity of the curse spread in all directions.

"Now, let's get started..."

At his feet, irises bloomed quietly, exuding fragrance.

And he had disappeared from the spot again, suddenly rushed forward, and after crossing dozens of meters, appeared in front of another person.

The roar of resentment swept across, and the drummer sped up. Only a flash of iron light was seen, and he was almost cut in half.

But in the severe pain, the man did not panic. The blood spurted out suddenly solidified and turned into a pair of palms in the air, grabbing Huai Shi tightly.

He grasped the blade of Resentment with both hands, and regardless of the life force being extracted, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit Huai Shi's neck, his canine teeth protruding.

vampire!

The roar erupted.

Just behind Huai Shi, a huge figure appeared strangely. The hammer in his hand was aimed at the back of Huai Shi's head and struck down. The hot energy fluctuations spread from the hammer, causing the air around Huai Shi to solidify in an instant. He had any struggles.

Then, the solidified air fell apart. In an instant, crisscrossing iron lights crisscrossed the void, and blood flowed.

Huai Shi had already stepped out from between the two corpses.

The cold rain evaporated from his shoulders and slowly rose.

——Exceeding limit state·Triple dragon!

The curses that could not penetrate his body were wrapped around him, and were easily torn apart as he breathed.

At the very back, an ascendant screamed and staggered back, his eyes protruding as if he was suffocated. He covered his neck with difficulty and spit out blood.

The clotted blood fell to the ground, and villi quickly emerged, and countless strains spread.

Before falling to the ground, his consciousness fell into a dream of decay, and his body turned into a wax statue and slowly melted under the poison of the source material.

Only a large number of vicious spores floated in the air.

With the fragrance of flowers and plants, so fragrant.

"That's it?" Huaishi raised her head and looked at Isamu Ren in the distance with a half-smile: "Your regiment seems to be really not very good..."

He stepped forward, the air behind him shook, and a hole appeared again.

Sniper!

But this time, he had already found the direction of the bullet. Yu stepped across, took out the Lord of the Flies from his bag, and pulled the trigger behind him.

The alchemy bullet pierced the air, and a spark bloomed in the deepest part of the mist.

"the fifth……"

Huai Shi counted quietly, and then the remaining seven enemies launched a siege.

The ground suddenly shook, cracks appeared, and a winding sword blade protruded from it, swimming like a shark, stabbing Huai Shi from the bottom up.

The hammer of pain appeared in Huai Shi's hand, and the fierce light of the tail flame burst out, and he smashed it down.

The cracked earth suddenly soared, countless evaporated blood spurted out from the cracks, and the broken sword blade was deeply embedded in the soil.

Isamu Ren's scythe was already coming towards him.

From the sleeves of her long coat, dozens of chains flew out and wrapped tightly around Huai Shi's body. Countless white snake phantoms emerged from them, pulling him in mid-air.

Then, she saw that between Huai Shi's spread fingers, the huge hammer disappeared without a trace. Then, sparks burst out, and the rope of sadness in the thick smoke shot out, suddenly restrained, and went against the chain. It extended upwards, breaking Isagi's control, and tightened inch by inch, completely strangling the white snake shikigami fed with blood to pieces.

Isamu looked at Huaishi blankly, and Huaishi was also looking at him.

The out-of-control sickle blade fell from the air and fell into his hand. It was forcibly controlled and subdued by the trapped hand, and slit another throat in his hand.

Blood spurted out, and the sound of the head falling to the ground was so low.

From the beginning to the end, his indifferent expression never changed, as if he had just hoeed away the weeds on the ground and pulled out the harmful poisonous flowers.

It's so calm that it's scary.

Look at her.

"The ninth one." He said, "Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."

The nightmare begins here.