Chapter 1240

The master imitator turned and left. As always, he wanted to leave the rotten and moldy mercenary behind him.

It's not that they're not in a bad relationship. On the contrary, it's because he knows Wade so well that he's the only one in the world who can hear the voice in the Deacon's head.

He could hear cancer cells corrupting Wade's brain, and he could hear unknown beings whispering to the valet. Even for a time, he could hear the audience who thought they didn't exist, but the valet thought they existed, how to give Wade all kinds of bad ideas.

That time, it was called a hangover.

In the eyes of today's master imitators, Wade is just a few days a month, like suddenly ill or suddenly normal, always has some strange proposals.

It's true that the master imitator wants to make money, but it's not from a dead servant who is in an abnormal state.

Mercenaries are different from each other. They choose to steal.

"If you don't promise me, only one of us can get out of here alive today." Wade suddenly jumped up behind him, holding two double knives high above his head, and launched a surprise attack on Anthony: "I don't think I will die, so...

the double knives have two smears of cold light. Even if carbon sodium steel turns around in the belly of the genie, it is still sharp. When the weapon is waved, the barely audible wind is covered by the death attendant's strange cry Wake up, Anthony. Defend.

Anthony instantly pulled out the huge sword behind his back to block Wade's jump. The three weapons collided with each other, and sparks splashed everywhere, illuminating their faces in the night.

In the night, the wind in New York is always a little noisy. Those who die in the ring of fingers get it, and the death attendant also takes out two guns, and Anthony uses the air exchange ports on the roof as a shelter to shoot fiercely.

The gunfire reverberated in the night sky, and the hot ballistics crossed the heads of the two men.

The imitation master was dressed in heavy armor, and the bullets were no threat to him. Except for the jingling sound, they would not cause any damage.

Wade may have been shot dozens of times, but he can't die. It's just a little painful.

"Don't you think I can't imitate your fighting skills, so you'll take me for granted?" Master imitator put on a magazine and continue to fire.

Wade's body was splashed with blood, but his tone was still relaxed: "yes, that's it. You'll never master my 'dead servant stream' martial arts."

Anthony rolled his eyes: "die Shi Liu martial arts... You TM is like the ancient Celtic people, who imitate you who are sick!"

"Yes, I am sick. Do you have any medicine?" The valet pulled the trigger crazily and looked at the Mars floating on the imitation master's armor: "anyway, you can't beat me, just follow me!"

"But as long as I imitate your cousin's fighting skills, I can spend a whole day with you. Who wins and who loses may not be sure!" The 40K imitator has one more advantage over other parallel worlds, that is, he has learned a lot of tricks to deal with death attendants from the death knell.

Although it may not be able to win, but at least it is no longer a mad dog sent to make a fuss.

Wade laughed. If his cousin's fighting skills were so good to imitate, he would not be dead knell. Anthony learned a fur, and he would dare to speak up without learning the truth.

Cousin has strangulation. When fighting with him, he seems to be fighting with more than a dozen hulks at the same time. Who can learn this?

"Then try it." Wade put away his guns and jumped out in high spirits.

"Come on Anthony also pulled out of the bunker.

After the long-range attacks were ineffective, the two again put together cold weapons.

After more than three minutes of fighting, the weapon hit hundreds of times. No one got the upper hand. It seems useful to imitate what the master learned from the death knell.

"Falk squid, can't you go to the cable?" Anthony waved his sword, trying to split the valet in two: "didn't he like children?"

Wade ducked over in the pose of an iron plate bridge, like a Maori drill pipe dance. Then he held a dagger in his toe and planned to sneak into the chrysanthemum imitating the master:

"yes, but he likes children so much. I suspect he's an x-addict, and my daughter can't be handed over to that kind of perverted hand!"

Anthony's metal boots crushed Wade's sole with one foot, and the dagger naturally slipped from between his toes. He scolded angrily, "but that's just your imagination! Can't you tell the difference between reality and subjective opinion? "

"Don't ask me, my life now is a nightmare come true!"

Wade pulled his foot, which had been trampled as thin as a piece of paper, from the sole of his shoe. At the same time, he took a grenade from his pocket and held it in his hand to pull the string.

"Shit!"

Although the shrapnel is not a problem, the explosion of a grenade at such a close range may make him lose his hearing for a short time, and his armor has no shock absorption ability. Once he is in a trance, he is really not a dead servant who can self heal at high speed.

The self-healing speed of the Chamberlain is either very slow or very fast. It is reasonable for anything to happen to him."Bang

The grenade exploded, but it wasn't an explosion and shrapnel flying around, but a flash of light.

Wade was as drunk as he was, and the bright light had taken his cerebellum out of balance, and now he can't stand still.

"Falk, I'm wrong again. How can I get the flare that my cousin gave me? I'm going to die..."

the mercenary with the giant sword came over. His skull helmet contained the whole set of electronic equipment to defend the flash bomb. Wade flashed it to himself, but not to him.

He raised the weapon in his hand and chopped it with a sword.

"Yajue butterfly"!!! Ah

There was a scream in the night sky, and everything was quiet.

...

"you've changed, Anton. You don't love me anymore."

Wade's head says that, his body is a few meters away.

I'm afraid the gunfight between the two men would cause some trouble, so after cutting off Wade's head, the master imitator came to his own safe house with his head and body separated, intending to have a good talk.

Bodyguards without bodies communicate better, at least not suddenly from behind.

Just was put on the table top of the head, at this time a face was abandoned, the tone is also very sad.

Anthony took off his helmet and was drinking a bottle of energy drink. He was used to Wade's beautiful appearance. He ate and drank calmly even when he watched the nameless face.

After listening to Wade's story, he was thinking about ways to deal with it. He didn't seem to see Wade's resentment at all.

"You mean the death knell reminds you that you have a daughter and tells you that she is going to be an orphan?"

"Yes, my dark, cruel and inhuman cousin said it." Wade's eyes were a little bit up and down. After all, his head couldn't move on the table.

Anthony frowned and put the drink with the green claws on his mouth, but he didn't drink it. He was silent for a long time in the faint rotation of the ventilator.

"What is his purpose?"

"Ha?" Wade had no idea what Anthony was asking.

"The death knell never has no reason to do things, he told you this news, just to grasp your character weakness, anticipating that you will go to the girl. Then he can let you go and do something. What was he going to do then? "

Anthony always thinks there is a ghost, because the name of the death knell is a mountain for everyone.

Wade's eyes were slowly turning around in his eyes. He was thinking, wasn't cousin just trying to torture himself for fun? But I didn't want to grab something to eat. Why does cousin want to support himself?

"It was 1980, when we were playing Tomb Raider in the wilderness. My cousin wanted to find spider totem, but we met the supreme chicken cow castle..." wade recalled looking at the dark ceiling. It seemed normal.

The master imitator took down his hand holding his forehead, and quickly swayed in the air to indicate a pause:

"what's in a mess? Wake up. If you want to see it again, something must have been touched by him inadvertently."

"Put my head back, I won't fight you! Come on, it's about my virginity. "

Wade was excited. He seemed to think of something.

The master imitator shrugged and went to pick up Wade's head and put it on the neck of the headless corpse. The self-healing started instantly and the valet jumped up.

Wade reached out to touch his PP for the first time. Thanks to Anthony's reminding, otherwise, he could not remember. He lost consciousness for a period of time after he knocked out his head. At that time, his cousin didn't do anything to his chrysanthemum?

Fortunately, after a careful examination of his "two finger probe hole", everything was normal, the elasticity was ok, and the amount of bleeding did not change. He was relieved.

After all, as a rectal cancer patient, bloody stool is also a common thing.

But this is strange. What did my cousin take away from him? Wade lowered his head and clenched his chin and thought hard. He couldn't think of it.

"Have you brought back everything you brought to the wild land? Or what is it that belongs to you but has been in the wilderness for a while? " The master imitator changed his question.

"Shuangdao, brought back... Double guns, schoolbag, purse, little yellow duck, Marilyn Monroe, same wig... All here."

Wade turned over his bag and brought back all the things he had brought with him, and...

"faker! My Xiaoqiang village! My toy has been taken over by my cousin. It must be so! "

He finally remembered that if there was anything else in the mang Huang continent that belonged to the death attendant before, but now belonged to the death knell, it was the village.

Those inside believed in the God of excrement before, but later, because the death attendant gave them benefits, those guys changed their faith to the immortal God, which shows how weak the faith is.It must be too late to think about it now. Those people should have converted to the supreme mage, right? Alas...

the master imitator launched a tactic of leaning back, leaning gently on the sofa, and the faint light made his white figure look hazy:

"so it is. It seems that your so-called Xiaoqiang village was taken away by the death knell more than 20 years ago, and has become the most holy place in Antarctica today. So, I'm sorry. I'm sure it won't come back."

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