Chapter 586

When the city was attacked, the music in the blood rose bar was still shaking. The wild man with several Beatles playing heavy metal music on the stage completely covered up the explosion outside with the support of the loudspeaker. In addition, several girls with exposed clothes twisted their water snake waist madly, which completely attracted the attention of the guests.

These dancers flied back and forth like fish on the edge of the stage, and made the men below excited with their thighs and the faint scenery under their skirts. The men in the front row laughed and reached out to touch these women's long legs or hips from time to time. The dancers would lower their bodies with a smile and let the men show their tall, full and crisp breasts. When the guests would also put tips into those attractive cleavages.

Some even whispered something in the dancer's ear. If the dancer nodded, the business of accompanying the night would be concluded.

The atmosphere in the bar was very warm until the door of the bar was suddenly gasped violently, and the people inside reacted. Not far from the door, a few unlucky people directly hit the door panel and vomited blood. The sudden change made the music stagnant. The dancer above also stopped dancing, looked out of the door with a frightened expression and stepped back. So some drunk men in the front row crowded away from the crowd to see who was so bold to disturb their interest.

A man came in from the blown gate. He didn't look so tall. He could be said to be of medium height. Wearing a long black windbreaker, the windbreaker was open, revealing the solid body inside. The well-defined muscles brightened the eyes of the dancers on the stage, and then when they saw the man dragging another man in, their new interest immediately disappeared.

The man dragged in by the man in the windbreaker had a bloody face and his right leg twisted unnaturally, which was obviously interrupted by violence. This man is no stranger to everyone. He is the spectator of this bar. This guy named Sonny can pick three regular soldiers alone. It's a nightmare for ordinary people. But now he was powerlessly pulled in by the man in the windbreaker and thrown to the ground like a pig.

The windbreaker man with most of his face hidden in his hood glanced at the people in the bar and smiled. He raised his legs and then stepped on Sonny's chest. Sonny's body was like paper paste, and his chest suddenly sank. When the windbreaker man pulled out his feet again, a stream of blood gushed out.

The bar was quiet and screamed with the women on the stage. The men panicked, and they thought of running away. But it's too late. The windbreaker man is like a lion killing into the sheep. His terrible power can tear a strong man at will. No one is his opponent. Those who dared to resist were often torn in two by him, and those who patronized to escape were killed by a table or something he threw at them.

After a few minutes, the bar became quiet. Except for a few guys who found something wrong at the beginning and jumped smartly out of the window, everyone else died. But those who escaped will not end well. There are more nightmares waiting for them outside.

The bar was strewn with men's bodies, and blood floated on the ground to form plasma. Stepping on the plasma, the man in windbreaker jumped onto the stage and came to the only dancer left. The dancer was so scared that she was incontinent. She cried and said to the windbreaker, "don't kill me, sir. I'll give you the money and I'll give you all!"

She took out all the tips she got tonight, offered them with trembling hands, and then reluctantly made a charming expression: "you see, I look good. If you need, I can accompany you. You can play whatever you want. Just don't kill me!"

The man smiled and pulled down his hood, revealing a rough face. He looked like those drunkards on the street, but his eyes were as black as ink. Like, devil's eyes!

He reached out to the dancer and gently stroked her face. The woman only felt extremely frightened. His hands were as cold as ice. When he stroked them, the dancer felt that it was no different from being slid by a cold snake. Suddenly, the man put his hands on the woman's face. The dancer thought he was at least interested in his body, so she let go. But suddenly he seemed to hold it too hard. She immediately wanted to open the man's hand, but it could move a penny. So the woman's face was gradually squeezed into a ball. Finally, with the man's strength, his head burst into a blood mist and sprayed on his face.

He wiped his face excitedly, stood up on the stage and raised his head with a roar like a beast!

When they heard the alarm, they all jumped up from his bed. The colonel in the dark opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and bright. He was not half drunk. They all rushed to the window and opened the shutters. As far as they could see, there were buildings shrouded in flames and countless screams from the city.

"Damn it!" they all scolded and kicked open the door of the wardrobe. There were only a few changed clothes and trousers in it. In addition, there was only a big sword in a lacquer black leather sheath lying there quietly. An eagle's head was carved on the handle of the big sword. It was a gift from his father when he was just selected to join the blood knight.

Flying Eagle means that they all choose to fly into the sky from now on. Unfortunately, his father didn't see it. They all choose the current situation. Because ten years ago, his father died in a family civil strife. After coming to the shadow capital, the big sword called "golden Falcon" has been idle, and now the sword is still covered with dust.

They took it out and tied it behind them quickly. When he had just finished it, his heart moved. The next moment, the window burst, and a figure crept in flexibly and swept all the way.

They all chose Leng hum. One hand twisted their opponent's leg, and the other bent and hit it with a heavy elbow. The other party immediately sounded a continuous sound of broken bones. As soon as they lost it, they threw the Raider on the floor. The Colonel opened the light source in the bedroom. Under the light, a woman in a black windbreaker lay on the ground like a spider, but her leg had been deformed under the attack of all choices and looked useless. But the woman didn't care at all. Her head was hidden in her hood, but she felt her awe inspiring sight swimming around her.

"Who are you?" they all drank.

The woman didn't answer. With her hands propped up, the whole man flew towards the colonel. They all chose a solemn face and drew their swords back at the moment when the woman approached. There was a flash of sword light in the room. When they all chose the sword tip to point to the ground, a drop of blood trickled down the sword tip to the floor. The woman became two corpses, one fell on the chosen bed and the other rolled near the wardrobe.

Although the other party is female, the colonel is not naive enough to show mercy because of gender. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. The same is true of duxuan. As long as it is the enemy, kill it with all your strength. This is the first sentence the school official said to him when he entered the blood horse, which he has always engraved in his heart.

Holding a big sword, the Colonel left the bedroom and didn't even wear a blood riding uniform. He just walked through the living room and picked up a communicator at the porch. He kicked the door open and choking smoke poured out of the door. The Colonel walked through the smoke and came to the nearby street. Looking around, the whole city was burning. The lampposts on the street are crooked, the cars are overturned, and the bodies are everywhere, a mess!

"Shura, do you hear me? Please answer!" they all shouted at the messenger, hoping to know what had happened through the lieutenant.

However, after continuous calls, there was no response.

At this time, a figure suddenly came out of the window of a bungalow across the street. It was another guy in a black windbreaker. He roared and rushed towards the colonel. They all chose to hum. Their bodies moved sideways. The big sword was lifted and waved heavily. He immediately cut the man into two sections. He wanted to continue calling, but found that more and more people in black near the street didn't know where to get out.

These guys hid their faces under their hats, but they all felt that they smelled like beasts.

"All right!"

All chose to lose the communicator and hold the sword with both hands. His eyes were awe inspiring and slowly turned in circles to scan all the enemies.

(don't die, Shura.) with a loud roar, they all chose to kill in the direction of the street with a big sword. That's where the number of people in black is the least!

On the city wall, a thigh crushed the communicator. Then a tall shadow slipped over the wall and fell towards the inner city. He landed heavily on the ground, without even bending his knees, and hit the concrete ground so straight. First, there was an earthquake on the ground, followed by a circle of sediment, which spread like ripples, and stopped after a distance of three meters.

Then the tall figure walked in the direction he chose, and drops of blood were dripping from the mechanical arm of his right hand. Of course it's not his blood, but Shura's.

The lieutenant leaned half against the wall, his face tilted back, his chest sank, and a clear fist mark appeared. He was dead, but his hands reached out to the outer wall to hold his body so that he didn't fall! This is the last dignity he can maintain!

They all chose the big sword in their hands and didn't stop for a moment. There were black figures in their eyes. These people in black who didn't know where they came from seemed like they couldn't kill them all. And after the fight, they all find that these guys are like living corpses. If they don't cut off their heads and cut them off, they can drag half of their bodies to attack you.

But the Colonel didn't think these guys would be living corpses, because they were too quiet and self disciplined, just like an army. I don't think a living corpse will behave like this. More importantly, as long as the corpse sees the blood, both the enemy and his companions will rush up. But these guys didn't. the colonel had cut several people in the process of attacking the street. They didn't die immediately, and other people in black didn't stop to attack their companions.

Judging from this, these guys are not living corpses, but they don't know what they are.

The Colonel jumped up high, a layer of bright red energy field surged up on the front of the big sword, and then chopped it down heavily, dragging a gorgeous flame tail in the air and smashing the man in black below. Under the power of this violent chop, the three men in black staggered a few steps, then fell to the ground at the same time, and their heads had become a mass of paste. More people in black were shocked by the sword wind and fell down like a circle of straw under the pressure of the wind.

All choose a light pressure and dare not stay. Before the pursuers could catch up, he rushed to the street. He knew very well that the shadow capital had fallen. If he stays in the city, he will die in the end. But if you escape back to the eternal night city, you will also be sent to the military court, and finally be executed for the crime of escape.

Therefore, there is only one way for the colonel to choose, that is to give up the identity of blood riding and continue to live as a wilderness capable person.

If he doesn't want to die.

Of course he didn't want to die, so he chose a road outside the city. But he rushed out of the street. A shop on the left suddenly burst into pieces. While splints and mud and stones splashed, a tall figure hit the Colonel straight!

There was no time for everyone to choose to avoid, so he had to bite his teeth and cross the big sword. The next moment, the two hit each other. They both heard the sound of breaking their arm bones, and his whole body was knocked out. After pulling away, he saw that it was a man nearly three meters tall. His right hand had been refitted into a strong and long mechanical arm. At a glance, he knew that it was a work full of violent aesthetics and a symbol of strength and violence!

The moment he fell to the ground, he bounced up again, and his arms were in terrible pain. That was because the bones had broken. But they all choose to use energy to pull them, and they still maintain a certain combat capability in a short time. He knew very well that if he didn't kill the big man, he couldn't go anywhere tonight.

After this guy appeared, the other people in black stopped attacking and scattered, as if to look for other prey.

Du Xuan took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards the man with a sword in both hands.

When they cut into each other's defense range, they all chose to jump, the sword edge surged with a red tide, and another violent chop went out. The big sword fell to the big man with a bloody flame. In duxuan's calculation, the other party must avoid his blow first and then look for a chance to fight back, and he will have a series of follow-up attacks to surprise the big man. Then the sword fell, and the big man only tilted his head and let the Colonel cut his sword on his generous shoulder.

The moment the sword entered the body, it was immediately hanged by the big man's muscles. As soon as his face changed, he only felt that this guy's muscles suddenly twisted into steel bars, so that his sword edge could not enter any more! They all wanted to draw the sword back, but they found the big sword motionless. At this moment, the big man raised the mechanical arm with a grim smile, and suddenly screamed out several smoke columns at the exhaust hole on his shoulder. At the moment, the fist of the mechanical arm was severely pumped in the Colonel's abdomen from bottom to top!

All choose pupil contraction, and the whole person gives a punch into a shrimp shape. A moment later, a big mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of the Colonel's mouth.