Zhu Xu has always been calm. He is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has the maturity and steadiness of a man of this age.

But in front of the group of killers in black, he is very jumpy, even some don't know. He is not such a person usually, but he is afraid..

a person who has not experienced professional psychological training standing in front of a group of killers will always be flustered, scared and helpless. Zhu Xu's mood is similar to that of them, but his performance is not good The behavior is different.

When the group of executioners jumped down the bottomless pit one by one, Zhu Xu, holding a cigarette in his hands, shook his hands badly.

He restrained his body's unconscious shaking, sipped his lips slightly, took a deep breath with his cigarette holder, the orange cigarette end lit up, and the burnt cigarette end fell on his beloved bright silver armor.

Run or not?! A roaring voice from the bottom of his heart made him hesitate. The special shackles on his wrist made him unable to hide his body. However, facing the possible death soon after, he really wanted to run away.

Zhu Xu stands alone at the edge of the pit, and the cigarette between his fingers gradually burns to the filter.

"Damn it! Wealth in danger! I'll fight it! " In his mind, Zhu Xuyi, who was fighting between heaven and man, threw his cigarette butt to the ground, splashing a burst of sparks. He bit his teeth, stepped back, and made a very unexpected thing.

He pushed on the ground like a jerk and jumped directly into the deep pit.

The height of 15 meters is like a civet cat jumping down from a low bush for Zhu Xu, a power with five peaks. His vigorous body and excellent reaction ability won't hurt him at all.

But the danger often comes from the landing...

ZHU Xu, who landed steadily in the pit, looked at the light blue light tube in the tunnel in a trance. Although the dark blue light was not bright, it was enough to let people see what the scene was at the bottom of the pit!

With half a face missing and a head that can't be closed to death, a arm that was cut into pieces by a sharp blade but was barely connected because of its soft tendons. The strong smell of blood makes people want to vomit. It's not the blood of pigs and sheep, but the blood of human beings or corpses!

Zhu Xu's eyes stare at the boss, he almost can't believe that the scene in front of him really happened in his side.

These dead bodies in the tunnel are very fresh. If you are willing to touch them, you can even feel the blood is hot. These dead people are all members of the black team!

"How can it be!? They are all sixth level powers, and each of them is a killer. How could they die so easily? "

Zhu Xu opened his mouth, half kneeling on the ground, his hands clutching his hair, his eyes full of incredible murmurs.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a cold air suddenly came from the deep tunnel. With the sound of explosion, there were countless ice dregs and a man in black holding the ice knife.

He was seriously injured, or his body was incomplete... After all, his head was smashed.

Zhu Xu looked at the corpse and forced himself to squat down against the wall. The cold and wet feeling from the wall on his back made his fear more comforting.

He wanted to take out a cigarette, but as soon as he felt into his pocket, his brain, which had recovered a little, forced him to look at the hole which was more than three meters wide and straight to the ground.