High-profile King

The bird-headed people who were planning to suppress Zhang Jiao immediately changed their goals and ran to the exploding apartment quickly.

Zhang Jiao, who was dropped, stood up with some luck, turning his head to look in the direction of the explosion.

I was surprised to see a humanoid creature with a face like blue indigo, hair like cinnabar, giant fangs, and a height of nearly feet, stepping on a wave at the foot, jumping out of a hole in the outer wall of the apartment building that exploded.

As soon as he landed, the cross-flowing sewage on the street automatically gathered at his feet.

The blue-faced and red-haired giant was like surfing, stepping towards the coastline on an increasing wave, and when he met the person who blocked the road, he used the trident made of red coral without mercy. Die.

The few birdheads who rushed past were already blocked on the giant's path, but because of their lack of strength, they had to avoid their sharp edges. While reporting to the headquarters, they used a kind of exquisite gun fighting techniques, which cooperated with each other. The giant wrestled.

Judging from the speed of their movements and the intensity of their battles, the highest strength among them is the level 3 warrior who has just stepped into the intermediate level.

However, because the firearms used are extremely sophisticated, the bullet's warhead is changeable and powerful, and the unique shooting skills, even with the at least 5 level of extraordinary giants playing vividly.

However, it is too difficult to kill the enemy by leapfrogging, not everyone can do it.

After struggling for a while, the captain of the Birdhead team had to urge the headquarter: "Haiyaya, who carried out a terrorist attack on Yongchang Street in District 5, obviously received regular training in dragon law and martial arts.

Our five-person patrol team is difficult to deal with. Please come to the headquarters for support as soon as possible, as soon as possible..."

Unexpectedly, because of a distraction when calling for rescue through the intercom, he was swept by the trident of Hai Yecha's chest and flew out a few meters away.

After tumbling around the street a few times, he hit the wall next to the door of a restaurant, and cracked the bricks.

The person directly raised his head and spouted a sip of blood. His eyes turned black, and his consciousness became dazed.

At this moment, he felt a soft, white light coming out of the blurred vision, followed by a warm feeling from the chest with broken ribs, which quickly spread to the whole body and dispelled the physical pain.

Under the extreme power, the bird head captain Shutan seemed to be asleep, but he always remembered his responsibility. When his eyelids were sore that he was fighting straight, he bit his tongue sharply and woke up instantly by the self-seeking pain. come.

As a result, I was surprised to see that the'fake monk' who had just been suppressed by his team, stood in front of him, and asked with concern: "Sir, my holy treatment is only 2nd level, the degree of treatment of minor injuries, you Are you okay?"

The night watchman was armed with a gun, but instead of escaping the chaos, he shot to save people.

The Captain Birdhead knows that his team has blamed the good guys and said apologetically: "Everything is wrong, it seems that we misunderstood you, young boy.

Come on, here is very dangerous. "

After struggling to get up from the ground, biting the back molars, clenching the short gun in his hand, chasing towards the sea night fork that had ran away.

Seeing Zhang Jiao with other intentions in his heart, he stepped closely next to Captain Birdhead and continued to perform the second-level holy healing technique, throwing at his injured body;

He smiled and said, "Old gentleman, Heavenly Father never let his pastor run into evil, so he flinched."

"But here is the old street in the 5th district. Those who died may not have even been to the church of your "Father" in the sky." Captain Birdhead said blankly.

"Before I was the Father of the Heavenly Father, first of all was a human being, and they were my compatriots, which is enough to constitute a reason for fighting." Zhang Jiao smiled faintly, and the fact is better than eloquent direct reaching out to condense a light arrow, Shot towards the back of Hai Yecha's back.

At this time, the reinforced Night Watch Brigade finally arrived at the battlefield, and with the power of the crowd, Hai Yecha was soon killed.

However, relying on his fierce fighting life, the sea yaksha also wounded several siegeers before going to the road, which was regarded as revenge for himself in advance, and the injured included Zhang Jiao who volunteered to battle.

Hidden dangers were cleared, and the birdheads dispersed, leaving only the corpses of Hai Yecha as the starting team, waiting for the arrival of the headquarters transport vehicle.

After some **** battles, I finally got a good result. The captain took off his bird's head mask, showing his old face, and lit a'after-the-fact smoke', and took two beautiful breaths.

Looking at the seat on the street directly, stretching out the right leg with **** flesh, constantly casting Zhangjiao for self-help of holy therapy, smiling and saying: "Youth, you are really different from other priests and monks, don't care about decent at all. what."

"There is no one in the Father's doctrine that the pastor is more decent and exquisite." Zhang Jiao said with a curse: "Of course, the priest who presided over the Mass should dress cleanly and neatly for the solemnity of the ceremony.

But monks, especially people like me who are determined to become bitter monks, the purpose of survival is to rely on the power given by the'father' to save the world and eliminate evil.

Isn’t it a ridiculous duck to eat by the face? "

The captain listened to what he said straightforwardly and nodded approvingly: "That's right, but the problem is that your temperament is completely different from other priests and monks in Xiangyuan's "self-esteem".

Can it get mixed up? "

Zhang Jiao was silent for a while and grinned: "Actually, I crawled out of an underground crematorium in Area 3 today.

In my original memory, I was praying under the icon of the church. I suddenly fainted and lay on the iron bed in the morgue.

I don't know if someone really wanted to harm me or not, but still planned to give me a warning. "

"The monks in Xiangbei Church, even if they are hypocritical, don't let them die because their companions don't trim!" The captain said in surprise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am an orphan, and I don't even know how old I am," Zhang Jiao smiled and said: "Because the body is sufficiently "transparent", he was selected by a powerful monk, advanced the church choir, and then became a preparatory monk.

Now it is about to master the 3rd-level magic arts. The number of second-level magic arts is about 4 times that of the general monks, and it can save the recitation of direct instant healing and light archery.

The man who had guided me to convert left Xiangbei again, which made me lose my dependence and became like this now. "

What he said was vague and unexplained, but it was enough for the night watchmen around to make up a whole dog-blood plot that teaches love and hatred.

In particular, the captain sighed deeply: "It turns out that it is so, then it is no wonder.

Mu Xiu is bound to be destroyed by the wind, especially if you are a rootless tree, it is really dangerous. "

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