Chapter 158 The Wrath of the Female Devil 7

"Drink...Bung Star Fist!"

Zhao Ying felt the huge crisis behind her, and a haze flashed away in her eyes, forcibly turned her body, and shouted a fist bombarded out.

"Bum..."

"Ah..."

This punch broke the first dragon claw, but it also disappeared, while the second dragon claw directly bombarded Zhao Ying's body. The armor was cut in an instant, and a few blood burst out. Zhao Ying screamed and covered her wounds and rushed into the ruins. As for helping Ye Kaiwei, there is no need to think about it. She is difficult for herself now, and she has no energy to help others.

"Humph... If it hadn't been for that round of attacks that almost depleted the nuclear energy in your body, you wouldn't have wanted to escape alive just now!"

Su Lei said to herself with cold eyes. It's a pity to waste such a good opportunity.

"Kill..."

At this time, the shouting shook the night sky, and the elite soldiers surrounded Su Lei like a tide.

"Bum..."

Ye Kaiwei was shot away by Hao Yingjun again and spit out a huge blood mist in mid-air. Obviously, he was seriously injured. Hao Yingjun is now like a soul messenger who comes to hell, constantly approaching Ye Kaiwei quickly, trying to arrest his soul.

"Sw..."

"Kill..."

A series of sharp breaking sounds sounded, and at the same time, the surrounding shouts of killing were shocking, and the dense crowd surrounded like a locust.

"Since Zhao Junjie dares not come out and let you die, then don't blame me for being cruel, blame you for being a beast leader!"

Facing the densely shrouded arrows and the crowd that killed him like countless ants, Hao Yingjun looked cold and roared in an extremely cold voice. Who dares to say that he has no brain? Who dares dares to say that he is a real idiot, but what else do you worry about because there are two extremely smart brothers above his head?

When the words fell, the gun came out of the abyss and turned into vague and virtual gun shadows, killing or smashing all the arrows in the blink of an eye. After that, it was like a wolf entering the sheep, bringing a bloody storm. In an instant, more than a dozen fresh lives were harvested, and the blood on the tip of the gun kept flowing.

"Good luck, let's use your blood to pay tribute to your brother-in-law's spirit in heaven for the time being. Phantoms, phantom fox claws, kill..."

The close-fitting armor reveals Su Lei's devil's figure, which is many times more beautiful than Andromeda in the cartoon Saint Seiya, regardless of the armor or the human appearance. After saying coldly, he turned into illusory figures and claws, covering more than a dozen people in an instant.

"Puff..."

After a moment, the blood splashed, and more than a dozen heads rushed 30 or 40 centimeters high from the body, and then rolled to the ground like a ball.

"Bum..."

It took a dozen headless bodies to fall to the ground, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air. Countless people saw that their backs were cold, and the three souls lost two souls. If Su Lei was a charming fairy, now she is the demon in the skin of the fairy in the hearts of these people.

"What? Didn't they all want to kill me just now? Why are you scared now? Unfortunately, it's too late, phantom fox thorn!"

Su Lei glanced at these people coldly, and then said without emotion, and once again turned into virtual figures and rushed into the crowd.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

Then a series of weapons collided with the sound of sharp weapons piercing the skin. When Su Lei rushed out of the encirclement and stood not far away, dozens of people fell to the ground one after another, and a blood hole appeared in everyone's heart.

Under the light and shadow, Su Lei, who was stained with blood, stood there in isolation like the god of killing Shura. Behind her, a large group of people trembled and trembled all over my weapon. She looked at the black and red figure in fear and dared not take another step forward. A cold wind blew, and many people collapsed directly to the ground, and some even foamed at the mouth and fainted.

"Bum..."

The window of the conference room was suddenly broken, and the fierce cold wind roared in. The crystal clear glass slag like diamonds blew on everyone. Ten exquisite figures followed and entered, and the dull breath and cold killing instantly filled the whole conference room.

"Zhao Junjie, we meet again!"

Miao Feng came out in the crowd, with a sneer and said sarcastically.

"Ha ha, yes, we met again. I'm curious if it's really worth doing this for a dead person? Don't you think it's too much to kill so big and involve innocent people? Besides, does his life need so many people to be buried with him?

Zhao Junjie still sat firmly in his seat, looked straight at Miao Feng with his eyes, and asked loudly, which actually gave people a vague feeling of righteousness! It gives people the illusion that he is on the right side, and Miao Feng and others belong to the evil side. I have to say that Zhao Junjie's heart and ability alone are enough to show his ability.

"Cluck... This may be the funniest joke I've ever heard! Anyone in the world can ask me in this tone, but you, Xiang Yang and others are not qualified. If you want to break our hearts, Zhao Junjie is far from qualified!"

Miao Feng slowly sat on the chair at the other end of the conference table, leaned forward slightly, and her eyes shot a cold light, and said with a sneer.

"I can also tell you that Zhang Yi is my brother-in-law and also the man I admire. In my eyes, he is more important than the lives of hundreds of millions of people. If I kill all of you and let him come back immediately, I will not hesitate at all! The reason is very simple. I have lived for the country and the nation for many years, and now I have to live for myself!"

After a moment of precipitation, Miao Feng squinted and said magnificently, in such a crazy and decisive tone.

"Ha ha... Sure enough, women are unreasonable. Zhao is curious about how you found us so quickly?

This is a question that Zhao Junjie wants to know very much about. He can't figure out how these people have left, and he and others have not returned the same way. How did they find them? It would be understandable to be led by Hao Benfang, but if Hao Benfang had led the way, he would have killed this group of guys long ago. How could he not have appeared now?

"Ha ha... do you want to know? Where can I ask the Taoist king?"

Miao Feng sneered and said that his voice had not yet fallen. He slapped him on the table and directly bumped into Zhao Junjie.

"Humph... that depends on whether you have this kind of ability!"

Zhao Junjie's face darkened and snorted coldly and slapped him to the table.

"Bum..."

A beautiful and huge desktop instantly turned into countless wood chips flying in the conference room.

"Kill..."

Miao Feng waved her left hand, and a circle of flames surged out, instantly igniting the wood chips in front of her and turning them into firelight to Zhao Junjie and others. At the same time, two knives came out, and the phoenix spread its wings to kill Zhao Junjie.

"Kill..."

The other nine girls of the phoenix killing army shouted at the same time, with a murderous atmosphere all over their bodies, and they found the target to attack and kill them one after another, and a chaotic battle began.

"The battle above has begun, brothers, come with me!"

With this sound, countless elite soldiers hidden in basements, underground parking lots and other places roared and rushed to the administrative building like a tide. This is Zhao Junjie's plan for a long time, which is to drag Miao Feng and the others to death in quantity.

"Rumble..."

A huge piece of steel and cement fell from the sky and smashed a big pit in front of everyone. At the same time, more than a dozen people were injured as a result. Three towering figures like gods landed like meteors and stood in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry, this road is not available!"

Lu Chuan led Xue Kui and Hawari to stop in front of the crowd like road bullies.

"Brothers, we have a lot of people, what are we afraid of killing..."

"Kill..."

Some people encouraged it, and there were indeed many people. Everyone's blood was stimulated, and their minds suddenly became hot, and they immediately roared and rushed over.

"Haha... Good luck, the dragon comes out of the abyss!"

Xue Kui will also die as a fighter. His blood has long been boiling, and he has long wanted to vent his depression and anger. Now he finally has a chance. In his eyes, there is no such thing as good or wrong, just superior orders and brotherhood, brotherhood.

No matter when he goes out to kill for the first time, there will never be any psychological burden for killing in the future. On the contrary, every killing makes him excited and excited. After being depressed for too long, he has finally found a venting target. Of course, he will not let go, roaring like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf, swinging a pair of sledgehammers and hitting the oncoming person.

"Bumbang..."

More than a dozen hammers were knocked down, and more than a dozen heads were smashed fiercely like watermelons, instantly detering many people.

"Dragon soar all over the world!"

Lu Chuan shouted in a low voice, and the long sword was like a wandering dragon with a little starlight, and blood and rain flew everywhere where the sword shadow passed.

"Yunlong probe!"

Hawaji shouted in his heart, and an illusory dragon head shadow came out with the knife body, instantly taking away a fresh life. Then the knife body moved along with the situation and cut off one person's waist.

"Puff..."

A few brilliant swords and swords roared, harvesting more than a dozen lives in the blink of an eye. Three men and one woman four figures, like gods descending to earth, opened their wings and flew down from the sky.

"Ha ha... I'm sorry, everyone, this road is not working. We don't mean to kill more people. Let's all turn back!"

Deng Xunhui has a smile on his face, but no matter how he looks at it, it makes people feel cold. This look alone is absolutely sharp and murderous. Smart people can see at a glance that he is suppressing his murderous intention, otherwise he doesn't look like this at all.

"Hehe... It's better than singing. What do you mean by killing more than a dozen of us? Do you still want to say that you don't want to kill?"

A young man who looked as young as 15 or 16 years old asked loudly with a contemptuous face.