Chapter 111

Late at night, wasteland, no wind.

There was only silence and heavy breathing in the field.

The middle-aged man stood up, but his body was shaky and had no power to fight again.

The four red and white dead men with knives were obviously relieved.

The girl with short hair stood up and stared at the dead. Her voice was still high. "Whose order did you come to catch me? Aren't you afraid of my father?"

One of the thin and tall dead men said, "come with us and promise not to hurt you."

The short haired girl sneered, "hurt me? Do you have the courage?"

The four dead did not answer, silent as four silent iron pillars. They are very cautious, waiting for the middle-aged man to shed the last drop of blood, and then they will easily complete the task.

"Let him go and I'll follow you." the short haired girl pointed to the middle-aged man.

The thin and tall dead man shook his head slowly: "he killed our four companions. The red and white society has not suffered such a great loss for a long time, so he must die tonight."

The short haired girl was very angry and said, "the red and white dead always only obey the orders of the guild leader. What qualifications do you traitors have to call yourself in the name of the red and white society?"

The dead man's mouth flashed a sarcastic arc, "speaking of traitors, there are more traitors under your father than us."

The girl with short hair was dumb.

At this time, another dead man said, "that man can't do it. Let's do it."

The crowd looked at the middle-aged man and found that his eyes were blurred and his hands and feet kept swinging because of excessive blood loss.

The four dead men were experienced in fighting. Knowing that the other party would never have combat effectiveness again, they walked over safely and boldly.

"I warn you not to come!"

The girl with short hair drives in Taekwondo, firmly protecting the middle-aged man. Facing the dead man who was approaching expressionless, she shouted and kicked away.

Dong.

The kick kicked a stout dead man. The latter's strong body just shook. Then she felt her ankle tight and the whole person was lifted by the other party.

"Asshole, let me go!" the short haired girl shouted, waving her fists like a lovely five clawed fish.

The pudgy dead man knocked the short haired girl out with a punch.

The whole world is quiet.

At the same time, the tall and thin dead man took out a short knife, squatted next to the middle-aged man and wiped it off his neck. Looking at his indifferent expression, it seems that he didn't kill people, just a chicken.

Although the middle-aged man is still conscious, his strength has passed. At the moment, all he can do is wait to die.

But the moment the knife touched it.

There was a sudden buzz in the sky.

The sound sounds like a bee, but it is louder than that of ordinary bees, and the sound is very mechanical. In short, it gives people a strange feeling, especially on such a night.

The tall and thin dead man subconsciously raised his head and saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

A strong alarm sounded in my heart.

He opened his mouth to speak, but saw that his eyes shook slightly, as if he had carried out some unknown operation. Then, the dead man felt a pain in his chest and felt something inserted.

He reacted very quickly. He immediately touched his chest and touched the tail of a needle. Three fifths of his head had been inserted into the muscle.

He pulled out the needle and roared, "be careful, there is..."

His tongue suddenly became numb and his muscles became stiff as meat at low temperature.

Buzzing.

The scarlet eyes disappeared.

It's all very long. In fact, it's only one second. When other dead people react, they don't find anything. They only see a companion lying on the ground.

"There are enemies!"

"Be careful, everyone!"

"The iron pole was calculated. It seems to be some kind of anesthetic. It moved closer quickly."

The remaining three dead were greatly surprised, but they were experienced, quickly back-to-back, formed a small defense circle, and looked at 360 degrees with vigilance.

Time seems to be still.

The night was so low that even the oxygen seemed to be squeezed away, and the dead began to breathe hard.

Suddenly.

Buzzing.

The familiar and dull voice of the bee sounded.

"Be careful. Just now, after the sound, the iron pole fell down." the pudgy dead man raised loudly, and a lot of sweat came out of his palm.

"This is not a bee. It should be some kind of high technology that can launch concealed weapons."

"Iron tooth, the concealed weapon will appear later. Shoot him down with your dart."

A thin dead man nodded when he heard the speech, holding two small and exquisite darts in his hands, his arm muscles taut tightly and ready to work at any time.

Scarlet eyes appeared.

"In my direction, change positions!" shouted the stout dead man.

The two quickly changed directions. The thin dead man shot darts at the moment he saw his scarlet eyes.

His darts are fast.

But the red eyes moved faster. It moved half an inch out of thin air, avoided the throwing knife and fired its own weapons at the same time.

The thin dead man fell down slowly!

Behind the slope, Zheng Feiyue was startled by the throwing knife at first. These dead men not only fought fiercely in close combat, but also had attack means from a long distance. It's really difficult to deal with.

But my sister's invention was stronger and escaped.

Zheng Xinyue whispered, "the killer bee has a perfect combat system, including how to dodge attacks. As long as it is within the calculation range, it is difficult to be hit."

Zheng Feiyue gave a thumbs up.

This killer bee, if it's bigger, change to human form. Then, with more attack methods and gunpowder weapons, it is really similar to the T-800 robot in the terminator.

Brother and sister are discussing the actual combat value of killer bees, but huge sea is thrilled.

What do you want to do to make such a terrible thing?

Think carefully and fear!

On the battlefield.

After the dead man who fired darts fell, there were two dead men who could stand.

Then they desperately found that two more pairs of scarlet eyes appeared in the air. With the previous pair, there were three pairs of eyes looking at them.

For a time, their mouths were full of bitterness.

I can't do any of them. How can I fight when three come down?

"What should I do?" asked a dead man.

The pudgy dead man said hard, "run separately and find a chance. I count three, one... Two..."

Before the third cry, the last companion of the pudgy dead man fell quietly.

This scared him a lot. He screamed. He didn't care about anything. He turned and ran in the direction of coming.

Three killer bees followed him and had no means of attack, but the stout dead man didn't know. He ran desperately. As long as he thought that something might be shot from his head at any time, he took out his milk and ran.

Zheng Feiyue walked out from behind the slope, looked at the people in a coma, and first went to check the most seriously injured middle-aged man.

It turned out to be a pity.

People are dead.

There are no signs of life in the pulse and pupils.