Chapter 36 Night Dark Wind High Killing Night
The pursuit of strength is the goal set by my uncle. The reason why I am willing to make it difficult to pursue the road of strength is that I only have the world I dream of, but only have two words.
Dignity.
But in the words of Uncle Mohammed, it is that kind of boring pride.
Otherwise, at the scene of the English Exchange, Xiao Quinn would not have blinded Wu Ke's eyes just because of his contempt.
"Ah!"
Cron suddenly felt a sharp pain from his leg!
However, before he could see what was going on under his feet, a huge fist hit his chin from the bottom up!
Krone rose from the ground, his body was unbalanced, and leaned back!
Puff!
The sound of a sharp blade into the body is transmitted to the eardrum.
The tough English combat uniform is like a piece of paper clothes, which is easily cut away by the dagger in Xiao Quinn's hand!
In full view, the soldiers were in an uproar!
From crown's perception of the severe pain at his feet to being knocked to the ground, and then his chest was deeply inserted into the heart by a dagger, it was not a short time!
There is no time to stop it!
This is a big disaster!
At night, fights often happen, but killing is unique!
It's so dangerous here that one more person will at least be safer. No soldier would do such a stupid thing. However, at this moment, everyone found that Rovens killed Krone without saying a word!
"Still go outside!"
After finishing all this, "Rowens" slowly straightened up and pulled the dagger out of his chest. Under the helmet mask covering his face, there was a hoarse sound.
With a faint arrogance.
People can't talk about anger, let alone resentment against "Rovens" because of the matter of Croon. Krone? Maybe he will be a part of everyone alive, but he is dead now, and no one will offend a stronger-looking person for him.
"Is that Rovens?" A soldier standing a hundred steps away was stunned. He was also a combat member of the same batwing team as Croon and Lovins. His name was Lang Nuo. Compared with the rest of the soldiers, he was obviously a little short, half a head short of others. Standing on the outside, he didn't see anything that needed to jump back and forth. The whole process of life.
But he really didn't expect that Lawens, who has always been known as a mute and never speaks, would kill people without saying a word!
This doesn't seem to be in line with what Rovens usually does...
"Hey, Langnuo, don't you think Rovins is a little... strange?" A big hand suddenly patted Langnuo on the shoulder. Langnuo turned his head and saw that it was his acquaintance Merckrod.
Mercrode seemed to be disgusted with the feeling of wearing a helmet mask. He took off his helmet impatiently, revealing his distinctive beard!
This person is the bearded man who accosted Xiao Quinn's pretending to be "Lawens" before!
"Mercrod, what do you mean?" Langnuo didn't quite understand what Merckrod meant and frowned and asked.
"The mute is not Lawrence' nickname, Lawrence is indeed a mute!" Merckrod touched his beard, smiled a little funny, and said coldly, "How can a mute speak! I'm sure Rovins is dead!"
"You mean... now Rovens is fake." Lang Nuo swallowed his saliva. According to this statement, who would pretend to be Rovins?
It goes without saying that in this case, the fake candidate for Lawens can only be the culprit who caused everyone to go deep into the Sakha forest in West Asia at this time!
Damn yellow hair!
Langnuo looked at Mocrod with a beard, and the two chose to retreat silently.
Because of the chaos caused by Xiao Kui, there was a small gap in the border defense. The arrival of night made the already dark wilderness darker. No one noticed that outside the camp, dark shadows came quietly.
Langnuo and Mocrod, who thought they had found something, wanted to take the opportunity to return to the camp and report the secret they found to Old Bic in exchange for a due reward, but the two who were left alone did not notice that they had become the targets of those unknown attacks outside the camp!
Mocrod walked in the front. As he wasware of the abnormality of "Lawns" surrounded by the crowd, he carefully walked to the tent piled up in the camp, followed by Croon.
Puff!
Mockrod did not hear the slight voice behind him, which made him make an unforgivable mistake!
In the wilderness, ignoring the dangers around you is irresponsible for your own life!
"Langnuo, do you know where the big account of the Bic clan is!"
Mocrod, who finally got out of sight of the crowd, was relieved. He didn't think he had the ability to go back alive to report under the yellow-haired bastard who killed Sox. Now, even if the yellow-haired bastard finds the disappearance of him and Langnuo, it is absolutely too late to stop them from informing.
But there is no Krone's answer behind him!
Mockrod is indeed a warrior who has experienced many battles. Although he has not had the opportunity to open the gene lock to become a genetic fission fighter, his vigilance has not weakened at all!
Wo!
Mocrode bent down, rolled around the ground, pulled out the big knife hidden in the combat suit, and then looked into the shadow behind him!
Under his eyes, Lang Nuo died miserably!
Dozens of steps away, Langnuo seemed to be fixed in place. On his chest, a big hole in his fist was bleeding out, and his heart had long been gone!
Mokrod suddenly became creepy!
This is not like a human murder method!
Kika...
At this time, Mocrod finally heard the faint sound in the air, the sound of who was chewing and swallowing!
Mokrod narrowed his eyes and retreated step by step. In order not to be eye-catching, he chose an uninhabited path. The tents on both sides were not bright. Obviously, the owners of the tents were ordinary English soldiers. At this time, they should patrol around the camp, and he was on the nearest light. The tent of light is still hundreds of steps away.
Mokrode suddenly looked ferocious, and he finally saw what the creature chewing the heart of the crown was!
This is a zombie, which is obviously much cleaner than ordinary zombies, and the whole body is not **. At least a few pieces of rags are wrapped around the waist, and the surface of its whole body is relatively small and fatal.
At this moment, the zombie raised its head and looked at Mocrod with an evil smile.