city ​​of the end

Chapter 12 End
The sharp blade cut through the automatic rifle tightly held by "Vulture" without any hesitation, and completely separated it together with his fingers holding the handle of the gun. The fragments of the gun and the severed fingers were circling and flying in the air, A perfect scene of blood and metal was staged.

But for "Vulture", it seems to be a hell map of death.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the severe pain from both hands made "Vulture" let out a sharp and painful scream, his eyes were bright red, the heart-piercing pain almost made Vulture faint on the spot, there was such a moment In an instant, the vulture seemed to have really lost consciousness, but the next moment, he woke up from the coma again, and continued to endure the unbearable pain in his life.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

At this moment, the "Vulture" no longer had the temperament of a boss in the wilderness. He screamed and rolled hard on the ground, trying to relieve his pain in this way.But it's a pity that this is useless, the pain from the palm is like a stormy sea, one after another.At this moment, his subordinates, his sniper, his plan, and even the energy chip were all forgotten by "Vulture".At this moment, "Vulture" swore that he was willing to pay any price to end this pain.

Soon, the wish of "Vulture" was fulfilled, a scalpel passed through his forehead, pierced his head, and at the same time ended his life and endless pain.

As for the other thugs, they were not much better. Faerun didn't even care about this wilderness boss who called himself "Vulture". In his eyes, life was equal, coming and going as equals.Identity, status, and strength are all meaningless.

All things come to an end, only death is eternal.

Therefore, the death of "Vulture" was no more special than that of his subordinates. In fact, those heavily armed thugs had completely fallen into chaos at this moment.When their boss screamed, most people didn't even realize what happened. They just instinctively turned their guns and looked in the direction of "Vulture".Immediately afterwards, they saw Falun appearing in front of them like a god of death. The scalpel in his hand quickly cut through the air, cutting their necks and limbs.Fei Lun did not choose to kill them easily, but shuttled through the crowd, quickly cutting off their limbs and opening their chests and abdomens.This feeling made Phelan very enjoyable.He has always disliked using guns. In Phelan's view, there is no way for a cold gun to bring him the joy of killing a life with his own hands. , the touch from the muscles and bones, and listening to the beautiful and shrill screams, one can personally appreciate the value of life.

The value of life and death.

No one could resist Faerun's attack. Although those thugs in the wilderness were fierce, they were just jackals in the wilderness after all.Even the second-tier sniper that "Vulture" relied on was the same. He originally hoped to kill the enemy in front of him.But the moment he aimed at the target and pulled the trigger, suddenly, the sniper saw a black figure emerge from his scope, completely blocking his sight.But before the sniper could react to what was going on, a huge hammer like a torpedo came whistling with the sound of the wind. After smashing the MK12 sniper rifle in his hand, it shattered the hiding place with a wild aftertaste. The sniper behind the gun directly hit the wall not far behind him.The sharp spikes pierced through his thin, almost vulnerable body, turning him into a pool of fuzzy meat paste on the broken wall.

Now that the "Vulture" has been killed by Faerun, they will naturally stop desperately, but quickly choose to flee in all directions.But even so, Fei Lun did not intend to let them go, he followed behind these thugs like a ghost, and the cold and sharp scalpel accurately cut into their spines, giving them endless pain and dark death .In the blink of an eye, the more than 20 armed thugs were dead and injured, and the only remaining thugs collapsed on the ground trembling, staring at the man who was slowly walking towards him with despairing eyes. silhouette.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!!"

Seeing Fei Lun walking towards him, a burly man curled up in the corner in horror. He was one of the followers of the previous "RPG God Cult". Because he was far away from Fei Lun, he was lucky to escape. doomed.But for this poor creature, when he heard the screams, turned around, and then threw the rocket launcher on his shoulder to fight, he was surprised to find that the people in front of him were almost completely dismembered.

Oh, God! !This is simply a devil! !
Looking at the corpse of his companion, the man trembled, he was not a timid person.Those who survive in the wilderness are not a coward. In order to survive, many of them even ate rotten human flesh! !Compared with that kind of nightmare hell, death is not such a terrible thing.

But what Faerun brought was not just simple death.

Behind him, all the corpses were cut into pieces, from elbows to shoulders, from knees to thighs, from chest to waist, not even the head was spared.The man saw with his own eyes before that he just waved the small scalpel in his hand, and cut half of the head of a thug in front of him flatly. God bless, he dared to swear, he even saw lying on the ground On the other party's gums, the tongue was still trembling! !
"No, don't come here!!"

Seeing the figure walking in slowly, the man uttered a heart-piercing cry. His snot and tears mixed together and flowed down his cheeks into his mouth, making his voice indistinct.But even so, the man was still crying, struggling and unwilling to give up.He raised the pistol in his hand, tremblingly aimed at the figure in front of him, and then squeezed the trigger hard.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!"

A series of bullets came out of the gun, but Fei Lun didn't even have the intention to hide.Those bullets didn't hit him at all, they just hit the ground near Faerun, splashing a stream of dust.He just walked up to the man and looked at him with a smile on his face.But that seemingly gentle and elegant smile made the man's face ashen. He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised the pistol, pressed it against his chin, and pulled the trigger forcefully.

"Click."

However, the pistol, which had already run out of bullets, could no longer bring him relief.The man raised his head and stared at Faerun with a livid and despairing face, his eyes showing extreme fear and despair.

"Don't worry, it will only hurt at the beginning, and everything will be over soon..."

Feeling the man's eyes, Fei Lun showed a gentle smile, then he picked up the scalpel and walked slowly in front of the man.

"Don't, don't, don't—!!"

The heart-piercing screams soared into the sky, becoming the last echo remaining on this battlefield.

When Feren returned to Delin contentedly, the man had turned into a pile of disemboweled flesh.

"It seems that master, you have gained something?"

Delin still stood there, motionless, just smiling and looking at Faerun.Hearing Delin's words, Fei Lun also nodded.

"Hmm... I have observed several mutated tissues. It seems that these wild dogs in the wilderness are really worth researching. I think this should be able to fill in a very important sum in my observation record."

As he spoke, Fei Lun moved his fingers, and with his movement, the sharp silver-white scalpel flickered and disappeared without a trace.Then, Fei Lun turned his head, glanced around, and then retracted his gaze.

"Then, our mission has been completed, it's time to go back and rest."

(End of this chapter)