Chapter 144 Operation Extermination III

When the night listened to the other party speak in Fusang language, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. When he came back to think that the golden city actually colluded with the warriors of the Fusang Kingdom, no wonder he was so fearless.

It was even more ruthless to meet the devils in the night. He raised the new ray weapon in his hand and pressed the switch crazily. A dazzling red light burst out from the laser ray muzzle, which were all laser bombs.

But the Black Ball King has also stayed in the realm of exorcism for nearly ten years, and his cultivation is much better than that of ordinary acquired masters. As soon as he saw that the other party actually attacked with hot weapons, he couldn't help but look down on the night and thought that he was just like that.

"Ji Li Si Er" Hei Qiujun read a word in his mouth, and suddenly a burst of black smoke filled his body. In this way, the night can't catch the accurate position of the black ball king, and can only shoot widely.

"Papa...Oh..."

Fire and blood began to spread at the Kinmen headquarters, and more and more people joined the battle. Jin Ming called out his former confidants, withdrew from the resistance, and entered the Golden Gate Building to collect information.

With unintentional calculation, Kinmen was greatly damaged, and even if Kinmen's subordinates reluctantly resisted, they only received sporadic effects. How do gangster members get compared with killers? The killers of the Killer League use various ways to teach the members of Kinmen how to kill.

People who can do killers do have talent. They are straightforward, focused and skilled marksmanships. These are all necessary conditions for killers. They can easily carry a life with a random glance of a gun in their hand, which is their ability after countless training. So killers and gangster members are two classes, and it's just a matter of time.

During the day, a team of people heard gunshots outside and knew that the night had been with them and waved forward without hesitation. During the day, five people quietly came to the side and held five new laser guns in their hands, and their subordinates around Jincheng fell like ears of wheat.

Jincheng is now shocked and angry because he was attacked without warning. The anger is that this is the old nest of Kinmen, which is the place with the strongest defense power. In this way, it can be attacked by people. It can be seen that the other party is a master, but his subordinates are waste.

"Withdraw the hall and look for a bunker to fight back." Jincheng shouted loudly.

When he saw so many laser ejection outside, he knew that there were a large number of opponents, so he could only order to withdraw from his residence to defend against resistance. Another ghost monk kept grabbing the killed Golden Gate member next to the Golden City to block the laser bomb and retreated.

During the day, a team of people used ray guns to kill Jincheng's men crazily by the wall. During the day, I saw a master next to Jincheng from the night vision mirror that he was so good. His body could be called a ghost. He moved left to block countless laser bullets shot at Jincheng. His face was much more cautious. He said to his hands and said, "You killed all these bastards to block Jincheng and the dark shadow man. I'll help the night. Come back and deal with this pervert." During the day, they just told them to attack Kinmen's subordinates, mainly to cover him to help the night deal with another ghost monk. Don't waste laser gun energy against this pervert.

During the day, he was also dressed in black and rushed out of the bottom of the cat, moving silently like a wild cat and running straight to the position of the night.

The energy of the laser in the night's hand has already been used up, and there is no time to replace it with the energy clip. The Black Ball has attacked, a bright and shining knife, a special weapon of Japan*, Ninja Samurai. With a tearing sound, the night was caught off guard and was pulled by a knife in the chest. Fortunately, he had already put on a new protective suit, otherwise this would be enough to kill the night. Although there was a protective clothing blocking it, it was also stabbed half an inch deep into the body, and the blood flowed.

The night was hit by the black ball king, and he hummed and retreated, avoiding the chain of knives behind him. Only in the night did he know that the Fusang man was a top master. Fighting alone was really not his opponent and did not dare to compete with him head-on. He could only deal with him. Unfortunately, he was also much worse than the other party in terms of physical skills. Besides, how can the short dagger of the night fight against him with a long knife.

In an instant, the night fell into the wind, dodging and was embarrassed. After a while, his body had been cut by several knives, and the blood was full of blood. The night clenched his teeth and looked gloomy. He endured the pain and said secretly in his heart: No wonder the young master asked me to pay attention to the other party's master on this trip. Sure enough, this master is better than the leader. It's not too short of a single point. Now I can only drag the other party to death and let the brothers kill this bastard Jincheng, which is also a complete task. Hey hey, this damn bastard.

The night was crazy, and he was beaten like this, and his heart had already accumulated a huge anger. Hey, damn Fusang, die." The night rolled around on the ground a few times, got up and pedaled to the ground and hit the black ball.

This fight is a way of losing both sides of the night, which made the corners of the black ball twitch: "Hehe, the Chinese pig is really brave, and the black ball is not afraid of you."

As a ghost monk, the Black Ball King has a high status in Fusang. Generally, the patriarch of the family has to lower his noble head to welcome him. In this way, he was hit by the night's body and finally became popular by the night. There has never been a rival to these hidden ghost practitioners in the world. Now he meets one who makes him feel embarrassed. Doesn't that mean that the black ball king's cultivation is not good.

Night is not afraid of death, but it is not stupid enough to directly attack other people's strengths with their own shortcomings. The night's body launched internal force, and the muscles tightened to protect the bad part. "sneer" a few times. The lower abdomen of the night was stabbed by the black ball king, and the short dagger in his hand stabbed his waist. Fortunately, he knew that he was protecting the key Dantian. Otherwise, he would have suffered a big loss this time, and Dantian's powerlessness would be ruined.

"Uh, eight-grid tooth road, how dare you hurt me, womp." Mr. Black Ball roared in pain and muffled, and rushed over. Because it is a close fight, * can't be used well. I can only withdraw from my right hand and grab the night that entangles me. How could the night let go of this opportunity to fight for his life? Regardless of his own safety, the night raised the short dagger in his hand and fell and stabbed more than a dozen knives on the black ball.

The Black Ball never thought that the night was so brave and crazy, enduring physical pain and controlling the words. A burst of black smoke surged from his body, and the black smoke had an unusually unpleasant smell, which made the night dizzy.

"Eight-grid tooth road, damn Chinese pig, I must suck your blood... Hehe..."

The black ball man roared to the sky and gave up the long knife in his hand. He grabbed the night's shoulders with both hands and used the strange true air to stop the opponent's movement. His thin and sharp fingers directly pierced into the night's body to prepare for ghost cultivation. Law.

"Hahaha, Fusang's bastard, why should I drag you to hell?" The whole night was washed by the black gas and became drowsy, but after all, he is a killer, more sensitive than many acquired martial artists. He also roared crazily, and his whole body urged him to resist the strong aggressive true spirit of the other party.

Wow... The forces of these two different attributes collided with each other in an instant, and the two men howled at the same time. The night felt as if he had been crushed to pieces, and his whole body could no longer be paralyzed to the ground.

"Chinese pig, I want you to live worse than death and become the nourishment of fierce ghosts." And the Black Ball King was also devoured by the force of the night. He didn't care about the physical pain and chatty in his mouth.

Shura, shala, Jie Jie... A gust of dark wind blew by, and a strong black gas rushed out of the black ball gentleman's waist cloth bag and made a sad ghost cry.

While walking on the road, listening to the words of the night, he felt bad and couldn't help but speed up his pace. When he came, he happened to see the black gas turned into a ferocious and shabby face, and the night died on the ground. During the day, he couldn't care about the shock and anger in his heart and said: Brother, I let this Fusang bastard bury you, and how can I pretend to be a ghost. , the same is going to die, I'm going to divide him into 360 fast, sw.

Running the internal force during the day, he held two short daggers between his hands and rushed directly into the black ball king who was still chanting spells. He raised his knife and shouted, "Fusang miscellaneous, suffer to die."