Chapter 116 Life and death in hand

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Jun Luoyu's hands were hidden behind his back, and the white light suddenly disappeared. The corners of his eyes fell into darkness and saw them scattered in the shouts of black Jack. The killers regained a trace of calmness again, which showed that Jack still had a trace of deterrent in their hearts. Half of the people stayed in place to shoot, covering the other half and the cat retreated carefully.

They retreated to the parking position of the car on the roadside. Jun Luoyu immediately understood what these killers were thinking and snorted coldly, "Hum, do you want to run now? You have asked me if Jun Luoyu has chased me and wanted to leave now. Is there such a cheap thing in the world? Hey hey, the Killer League game has just begun!"

As soon as the cold and murderous words fell, he was like a ghost, with his toes on the ground, and his body jumped in the air. At the level of martial arts cultivation to his level of light skills, it was just a piece of cake for him.

Jun Luoyu's body was condescending, raised his hand and stretched out his claws and swept straight to the retreating killer. The silky light burst out, and the clouds and legs flew and kicked repeatedly. He swept away the gun in the killer's hand, waved the dragon's claws, and always hit the key parts of the killer, the heart, the back of the back, the throat, and the back. Backbone...

These are all parts of Junluolong's fist that are easy to exert a must-kill effect. His hands are as slender and sharp as dragon's claws, slightly bent, his fingertips are buckled into the other party's chest, his brain stem, his hands pulled, hiss, his head broke blood, painfully wailed, the killer's neck was twisted by inertia, his head tilted, and died of breath...

The tragic unilateral massacre. Jun Luoyu is not soft on the killers who are used to killing with guns. He doesn't mind using his cruelest methods to deal with these people who have the courage to chase him. Some people don't pay attention to it even if they die. For example, these killers who walk in the dark to harvest other people's lives. Their lives are very It's simply life or death.

Jun Luoyu was in mid-air, with a cold and low face as if he was saying to himself: "Since you have the courage to threaten my life, then be prepared to be completely erased. I have only one way to kill the enemy without mercy, hey..."

"Wsh..." Jun Luoyu's evil roared awe-inspiring, piercing the night sky, with a trace of true air in the roar, and directly hitting the hearts of these killers who had recovered a trace of their minds to make them fall into nightmares again.

These demons, who kill without blinking in front of ordinary people, found that they were so cowardly and vulnerable in front of Jun Luoyu. Sure enough, they were murderers, and people always killed.

'Chasing the wind and the moon, the clouds and fog disperse, and the two dragons compete for the beads and bend the moon.' Jun Luoyu said a word in his mouth, and a series of must-kill skills emerge one after another. His claws rise and his legs fall, down lightly to harvest these desperate people.

Death is not an unacceptable thing for killers. If you are not as good as people, you will die. If you are a killer, you will have the consciousness of being killed. What is terrible is that death is unclear...

Because they are killers, they deeply understand the aggrieved feeling of death. They enjoy the incredible eyes of those who are killed before death.

Now that the position has been changed, they began to feel uneasy and afraid that they would be killed unconsciously. Those who never believed in God asked themselves, is he the devil who harvests souls?

How aggrieved it is to find yourself killed so unexpectedly. It is the heaviest insult to killers who are good at killing, because they have been killed in a more strange way.

Jun Luoyu's heart is like a stone, and he did not stop harvesting because his methods were too bloody. It was not the first time he killed, and it was not the first time he was hunted down!

Between killing and being killed, Jun Luoyu couldn't help recalling the days three years ago. He kept waving his claws in his hand and entering a wonderful state, as if he could not control himself by dancing.

At that time, it was a milestone for Jun Luoyu to begin to live in the circle of strong. Without that bloody time, maybe Jun Luoyu's heart would not be so cold, and his means would not be so strange and bad. He never thought he was a perfect person. He also made mistakes, was soft-hearted, and almost died. Who knows? He lived in hell at a young age! Who knows how long he worked hard to achieve today's martial arts achievements? Many people only see his appearance, but they don't understand that he has survived his maturity. Lonely as snow, cold wind and silver hair.

Long Yunye's 'cruel' let him smuggle abroad alone and enter the most chaotic area at that time. The 'Golden Triangle' is a human hell with no legal norms, a flood of firearms and drugs, fighting, blood all over the sky, and extremely chaotic order.

For some people, the Golden Triangle is a paradise on earth. It is magnificent and has everything. For example, he is the king who is respected by everyone.

Jun Luoyu is like a newly grown wolf, alone, facing the extreme evil side of human nature alone. Where he must face life and death all day long. If he has not practiced dragon fist self-improvement since he was a child and has no mental talent to hide himself, he may hang there. Is it a miracle that he grew up so fast?

At that time, he spent half a year in a foreign country, and the killers could be lined up in a strengthened company.

His figure quickly flashed on his toes, turned into a shadow and blended into the darkness, shuttle back and forth between the killers who had already lost their fighting spirit. He seemed to appear strangely with a black shadow with white light. His claws and legs fell, crackled, blood, ghosts cried and howled, and life was constantly disappearing in front of him. For some Damn people, Jun Luoyu will completely wipe out without mercy. He knows that if these people are alive, the blood will continue to flow!

In just three minutes, less than a cigarette, the ground has been full of corpses, or incomplete, and the face has been distorted. Jun Luoyu scattered his fingertips and stood straight in the middle of the battlefield, leaving only a shocked black leader Jack!

Jack finally came to the car, but found that his body trembled violently involuntarily. What a fear it was. He collapsed to the ground, and his belief in escaping in his heart gradually collapsed. The sense of powerlessness that he wanted to get up but couldn't get up attacked him, making him feel very sad. He was still a gold medal killer. Hand?

Unexpectedly, he has no power to fight back in front of his own pursuit of the target. Every time he shoots, he will always be avoided by the other party's strange body method. The bullet seems to hit the other party in an instant, but every time it is a little bit of error. Is he a man or a devil? How can it be so easy and simple to escape the pursuit of bullets? Jack is like a nightmare. The shooting method he is proud of has been severely hit and trampled on worthless...

Jun Luoyu bent down and pulled out a slightly clean coat from the body and leisurely wiped the blood stains on his hands. His star eyes contracted slightly. He looked at the black leader in front of him faintly, but said casually with an evil smile on the corners of his mouth: "nigga, are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of me? Tear you to pieces like cleaning them up.

Isn't it ridiculous for Jack, the current gold medal killer, who is dejected and loses his previous toughness and sharpness. Isn't it ridiculous for a person to trample on his pride and avoid countless guns in his own hands?

"I never thought that the target I dealt with was so powerful that I had nothing to say when I died in your hands." Jack said in a somewhat astringent tone.

"Is that so? Nigga, you are a little self-aknowledgeable, not bad. Jun Luoyu said lightly and still so leisurely: "I can let you go back and tell your leader that it is me waiting for him, or I will visit him in person. This matter is not over. If you want to take my life, then he can only disappear from this world, because I want to live, more arrogant and invincible than anyone else." Without warning, he attacked with the ups and downs of his words, and his flying legs wandered across, which fell on the root of the black Jack's thigh, and his bones were broken...

The sound echoed with a tragic wolf howling on the dark roadside.

"Hmm, nigger, go back and tell you that the leader of the killer alliance, the end of offending me is destruction, or... submit to me. Hey, otherwise. I will do my best to destroy any enemy. Jun Luoyu said coldly, slowly turning to the tree 20 meters away from him and shouting, "You coward, you seem to have been looking at it for a long time. Don't you come out to express your opinion?"

Jun Luoyu's toes are on the ground, and his body is like a fluttering dragon. Between the ups and downs of his black figure, he flies like dragonflies and water, swinging behind the trees hiding hundreds of meters away.