Chapter 44 Face Problems

Ps, 3500+ large chapter, it took some time to modify, and the upload was a little late. Sorry.

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Old Bick's intention was obvious. He abolished Xiao Kuiyin's hands and feet just to prevent him from escaping, and the next moment, he intended to abolish Xiao Quinn's tongue so that he could not say anything more.

Although I don't know why those big shots suddenly care about this yellow monkey, since old Bic has caught him, he wants to rely on him to get more resources.

A gene crypto key that can open the third-order gene lock? Of course, this is the most important, but the nature of human greed is indelible anywhere. Of course, Old Bic wants more!

At this time, it has nothing to do with those big shots after getting Xiao Kuiyin and then killing him. As long as those big shots know how much they have suffered in order to catch Xiao Kui - of course, on the surface, they can't let those big shots have grudges, so as the only possibility The unexpected unstable factor is Xiao Quinn, of course, it's better to be a mute!

"Take the knife," Old Bic looked at Xiao Kuiyin's eyes and became more and more happy. For a moment, he did not feel how disgusting Xiao Quinn's black and white eyes were. Looking at the hatred in those eyes, he felt as sweet as eating honey.

The excitement that blood can bring is the most wonderful feeling in the world!

Kron bent down, picked up the machete on the ground and handed it to Old Bic. Not surprisingly, Old Bic was about to cut off Xiao Kuiyin's tongue. He also felt that his whole body trembled slightly for the bloody scene that was about to appear.

As the time when old Bic ruled England is getting worse and worse, there are fewer and fewer people who dare to oppose old Bic. Of course, as the head of old Bic's personal defense, Krone is less and less aware of the bloody methods of old Bic. The appearance of Xiao Kuiyin is bound to bring more fun to the next days. Cron is looking forward to the next .

"I'll give you one last chance. Do you have any messages to explain?" Old Bick was full of "kindness" prompts, and then he took a knife in front of Xiao Kuiyin.

"Bah!"

Xiao Kuiyin's response was just a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood.

"Look for death!" Old Bic's face changed, and his gentle face suddenly disappeared. His ferocious face was directly replaced by his face. The hand that pinched Xiao Kuiyin's chin and stretched Xiao Kuiyin's mouth again in vain, and then the knife was about to stab him directly to crush his tongue!

"The patriarch!" Croon suddenly screamed, which made Old Bick suddenly stop the knife. How could the Croon, who had always been calm, make such a fuss!

But it's too late!

Old Bic suddenly trembled all over. He was aware that a cold current was coming. The speed was so fast that he could not react!

Ding!!

It's just a small stone, flying from nowhere, shaking the big knife in old Bic's hand with great force, and even forcing old Bic to leave Xiao Kuiyin's side!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Krone rushed to the old Bick and blocked the fatal punch that fell from the sky for the old Bick!

"Ah!!"

After Cron grabbed Old Bic, the severe pain behind him stabbed his heart. He suddenly felt that his fragile heart seemed to be clicked and convulsed!

click, a crackling sound around the crown's ear, starting from the spine behind the crown, breaking up, and then extending to the whole body!

There is no time to say more. This old soldier who has been following old Bic for nearly 30 years has handed over his life for old Bic.

Although there was a crown that took that punch for himself, old Bic still felt that the internal organs in his body were churning, and a hot current surged his voice.

Who the fuck is this!

After slowing down, old Bic pushed away the crown that had died on him and stood up.

Suddenly, old Bic's eyes widened.

Standing in front of him was a burly man to the limit. His blue eyes undoubtedly indicate his identity as a white man, but Old Bic affirmed that he had never seen such a white man who was more than two meters tall and his hair stood upside down like a hedgehog pointing straight into the sky.

A white man with colorful and messy hair?

Old Bic thought of the identity of the comer almost instantly. Didn't the yellow-haired monkey's uncle stay away from here in order to attract those powerful cave spider ants?

How can this guy stand in front of him at this moment?

Isn't it...no, this is absolutely impossible! Old Bic refused to believe that there would be someone in this world who could compete with a group of powerful natural creatures - and he was still a person!

This guy must have some special ability, such as Zhou Qing's ability to hide his life at any time, or all kinds of abilities that he doesn't know can avoid the pursuit of those natural creatures. Otherwise, he will never be able to stand in front of him safely and save his nephew.

"If my nephew has any last words, he will naturally say it directly to me." Mohammed appeared in the center of the camp and looked at old Bic as if he were looking at a pile of white bones that should have been thrown into the wilderness. He said coldly, "What are you? What are you qualified to convey his last words for my nephew?"

Arrogant and domineering, compared with Xiao Kui.

Old Bic finally understood where Xiao Kui's previous arrogance came from - with such an uncle around, it would inevitably infect some arrogant eyes and eyes.

The strength is the same as that of the white man in front of him. Of course, Old Bick will not feel anything wrong with the pride of the other party, but Xiao Kuiyin, who is weak, dares to despise himself so proudly, which is really a joke.

What is the strength of the other party? Third-order genetic fission warrior? Or is it like the strong among the big men behind him who opened the fourth-order gene lock? Or - the fifth-order gene lock has been turned on?

"Is this boy's uncle?" Old Bic couldn't see the strength of the person in front of him, so he became more and more careful. No matter why the other party appeared here, the other party could only escape from a group of natural creatures and quietly appear here, which is enough to show the strength of the other party.

But old Bic is lucky that if the other party is just the kind of third-order genetic fission warrior with strong special abilities, some of his hidden backhands are enough to deal with, but at the same time, old Bic has also decided that if the other party shows the strength of even the early genetic fission warrior of the fourth order, he will definitely defeat Xiao Quiin returned with both hands and paid every price to calm the other party's anger.

Fourth-order genetic fission warrior, such a character, even those bigwigs behind him, will never offend him for himself.

It is very likely that he will be handed over by those big shots to show his goodwill and try his best to attract him.

As for the death of crown? Old Bick never thought that it was the honor of the other party to die for himself as his own guard.

"Yes," Mohammed knew his nephew's ability, just that his limbs were completely broken, and it was not impossible to recover, so that the boy could know what failure was, so as not to make such a mistake next time.

Mohammad, who intended to test Xiao Kuiyin, did not leave immediately, but looked at old Bic and asked, "I'm going to take my nephew away. What's your opinion?"

It's really arrogant!

Old Bic's drooping hands suddenly tightened and continued to loosen again. Of course, old Bic, who had long developed moodlessness, would not lose an inch because of the other party's words, but it was impossible for him to take Xiao Kuiyin away like this.

At the beginning, Xiao Kui killed his son, which was equivalent to deleting a loud slap in the face. At this time, if he didn't do anything, let the other party take Xiao Kuine away. Then the whole Englishman can no longer exist in Missicia in the future!

The other party wants to take Xiao Kuiyin away, but he has to show enough strength to frustrate the whole audience!

This is Old Bic's idea, so at this time, in the face of unknown power, he is not ready to hide any of his own strength. When is the secret move he has been prepared for now?

"Your nephew killed my son, and now it has attracted a large number of zombies and carniper wolves to attack my English camp. In addition, I believe you saw it just now, and he still wants to kill me - in this case, if you want to take him away, isn't it too much for me to give me English face!"

Old Bic took a step forward, staring at Mohammed with a smile, maintaining his elegance on the surface, but secretly leaned his hands behind his back.

As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Mohammed raised his hand, pointed to old Bick, and said contemptuously, "What is your English face?

"I killed your son, and I killed those little ones, and even I instructed him to kill you, hum..." Mohammed sneered and asked confidently, "Do I need to reason for you?"

"But you don't give me Mohammed's face when you discount my nephew's hands and feet! We have to say something about this!" Mohammed's words turned extremely, and suddenly sighed, "Let's put away your little tricks and play with guns? Grandpa, I'm your ancestor!"

Old Bic's hands immediately stopped all the movements. He hadn't done anything, but the other party obviously had insight into all his plans.

But Mohammed's words made old Bic feel like he wanted to vomit blood. He was so angry that he thought that my English is not fart in front of you. Is it reasonable for your nephew to do so much? Now I just broke his hands and feet, and you have to ask me for face. No matter how strong you are, you can't be so arrogant!

Mohammad shook his head again, with a sad face, and continued, "But you are too weak. I took action to give you too much face. Well, you take your people and quickly go back to England. In two days, I will ask my nephew to find you in person, break your hands and feet, and get my lost face back. !"

The dog is in a hurry to jump off the wall, and the rabbit is in a hurry to bite!

Old Bic has been in England for so many years, even the big men behind him will more or less sell him a little thin face. How long has he suffered such humiliation?

No matter how good the self-restraint is, he can't stand it!

Damn it, fight!

Although he knew that the other party had insight into his little movements, old Bic still insisted on trying to see if the person in front of him had a powerful gun in his hand!

What's wrong with the gene fission warrior? He is also human and has the limits of human beings! With the strength of a second-order genetic fission warrior, unless it is higher than his two levels, he will have to take off the skin even if he does not die!

It's just--"Sw..."

A strange cry suddenly penetrated the whole camp. Not only did all the zombies completely stop attacking, but also the corpse-eating wolves stopped attacking.

The moment these guys heard this cry, their limbs seemed to begin to weaken, and then turned their heads and ran away, regardless of the English soldiers who were still fighting with weapons.

And those English soldiers suddenly felt strange. Why did the enemy who fought again the moment before suddenly escape with their tails like a group of homeless dogs the next moment?

And Mohammed, who was confronting old Bic, changed his face when he heard the sound. Of course, he could see the bug as small as a thumb bead hovering above his head. Of course, this strange cry came from the worm's mouth.

Mohammad, who has always seemed extremely relaxed, suddenly cursed: "This haunting guy, haven't you seen me supporting his nephew? What's the urge!"