His heart beat coincided with the footstep!

As fast as the sound of footsteps is, so is the beating.

If it goes on like this, I am afraid it will be overburdened and lead to a series of serious consequences.

"It was the sound that affected me. It must have been the death judge who was attacking with sound, like a sonic weapon." As a former senior engineer, Chris also participated in the research and selection of sonic weapons.

However, it is a pity that he was still young and lost in the election.

But if you want to participate in the election, there must be some research in this area. So after discovering that the heart beat was affected by the sound of footsteps, Chris thought of sonic weapons for the first time.

"Cover your ears and be still! Think about something else. Diana, that little creature is so hot! Yes, think of her long legs! Chris, come on

Slowly, the footstep sound really seems to have abated.

But there was another sound in Chris's ear.

A familiar high cry hit his brain, and his fifth limb immediately began to congest.

"Damn it, why did I hear Diana's bitch cry?" Chris, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and his face looked frightened.

Although the sound of his steps was gone, he seemed to fall into another danger.

The thick fog around is shadowy and shadowy, and there are fuzzy figures appearing.

It's Diana!

No! Not Diana, but monsters with the same body as Diana!

In the fog, Chris could only see the figures of these figures, so he thought they were Diana.

But when they could see their faces within a meter, Chris was horrified to find that this was not the beauty he had imagined.

It's a monster with lizard head and beautiful body!

"Damn it, don't come here! You're not Diana's bitch. Get out of here Chris turned and ran in panic, his face turning pale.

I still have some nausea in my heart.

Unconsciously, she changed the image of Diana who had been happy with him into a lizard head. It was really sour, and my stomach twitched.

"Damn it, stop it for me. What a hell of a fantasy it is!" Chris went crazy.

He knew that he would never be able to look at Diana again and make love with her.

Of course, that's only if he can survive from the death judge.

After running out of exhaustion and confirming that he had shaken off the damned monsters, Chris stopped with his hands on his knees, panting.

On the forehead are beads of sweat the size of beans.

After these two shocks, his sleepiness and drunkenness disappeared completely.

"It's just a broken knife. It's so hard. The judge of death is so insidious. " Chris rested for a while, then recovered a little strength, some angry thought in his heart.

Because in his opinion, the death judge is too careless about human rights.

Before doing such a thing, ask them if they want to. They were forced to participate in such a dangerous fog, and the final prize was just a knife.

At least he is also a brilliant Christian Assyria, who said that the existence of the king of arms, even if it is tens of thousands of submachine guns are not put in the heart, just ready to trade goods.

Now, for a mere cold weapon, I have to gamble on my life. What a gap!

"I don't know what happened to the others. If the casualties are serious, I'm afraid that even if they get the weapons, they may not be the opponents of the red dot team." Chris was suddenly worried.

If you had known this, you might as well wait in place and let others attack them. At least, you can wait for work with ease.

"Wait, what's the smell?" All of a sudden, as Chris was breathing, something was wrong with the air around him.

There was a faint smell of rust.

His muscles were taut, and he looked around with some nervousness.

One after another, he was like a frightened bird. The grass and trees were all soldiers. A little movement was enough to make him fear.

Lightly moving the steps, breathing weak. Chris moved forward in a hurry, trying to keep his voice down so that he could get a better look around.

It was quiet, and there was no abnormal sound except for his faint footsteps and breathing.

But the smell of rust in the air was more and more intense.

After walking about three meters, Chris suddenly stopped and his hair stood up.

Because in front of him about a meter in the thick fog, there is clearly a shadow lying on the ground.

"People? Or monsters? Alive or dead? " In a flash, Chris's mind flashed countless ideas.

The heart began to hesitate, in the end is close to see the real face, or to take advantage of the present did not cause danger as soon as possible to escape?"Rust!? Yes! It's the smell of blood! So this is a dead man? Is it the one who went into the fog with me Chris suddenly thought of something and changed his face.

If the danger in this dense fog is really fatal, then the nearly 100 people who followed him in could not be all intact.

Maybe it's the body of one of his acquaintances.

Thinking of this, Chris quickly stepped forward and finally saw the dead.

It's Sophia! One of his few women, 37 years old. Although he has a nice name, he looks just ordinary, but he is a business genius and public relations expert.

When dealing with those arms dealers, we can always get a little bit of a bargain while the negotiation is successful.

However, at this time, the strong woman has become a cold body.

There was a lot of blood clotting on the corners of her mouth and her chin.

At the same time, a pair of eyes wide open, small mouth round open, it seems that before she died to see something that shocked her.

"How could you What in the world has such power. " There was a chill on Chris. ..

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