Reborn Noble Prisoner

, Whoever has the strength will take the top position, and whoever has a hard enough fist will kick the person above him down. The origin and background don't matter. People kicked down until their brains burst out.

Cruel, ruthless, but absolutely fair--he is brave and ruthless, and he is the favorite of these guys who don't want to keep their own place. They have a beast-like instinct, staring at other people's necks every day, ready to pounce on them and bite them at any time. This kind of life It is extremely exciting, and the wonderful feeling of climbing to the top while smelling the blood is something that those secularists who are obsessed with fighting for power and accumulating wealth, and intrigues, or ordinary people who are content with the status quo and have a mediocre life for a lifetime, will never be able to understand.

There are so many people in the world who really want to be overlords, but there are countless people who are willing to work hard for the so-called Boss.Why, perhaps probably, they themselves enjoy the taste of blood soaking their pores during this killing.

Humans are also evolved from beasts. Even after hundreds of millions of years, the animal nature still remains in the beating heart. Because the human heart is too deeply imprisoned by the secular moral shackles, there are those defenders who whitewash the peace—— Weiss took this very seriously, and he once laughed at the man from the Yagyu family who inherited the Demon Zanzong sword with extreme contempt.

There is no such thing as a bayonet ghost in the world. It is a boring, paralyzed, and cold-faced guy who always wears a black kimono with dark shading. loyal dog.

Meeting Qiandaoren, of course, will not be on a romantic night, let alone a PUB where alcohol and fairies coexist. Three words can sum it up-no mood.

Knife to knife, foot to foot, fist to fist, the extreme lack of emotion, but it accidentally aroused Wes's appetite.

Such a man is very exciting, his eyes are ice-like, his face is ice-like, even the outline is carved out with a knife from the ice, and the abstinent aura emanating from his body is like the smell of meat that seduces one's index finger, which makes Wess' hunting interest suddenly soared to an irresistible level.

Cold, persistent, loyal, the integrity of the Yagyu disciples makes Weiss fall in love with him to death, and the enthusiasm for beheading instantly becomes the impulse to domesticate a loyal dog.

Weiss still remembers that the first time he tricked Gui Zhan into bed, the man said this sentence: "I choose you, and I will sleep with you."

At that time, Weiss smiled so wickedly, he naturally knew the weight behind these words - choosing him was equivalent to giving up the Yagyu family.

Are you moved?No, Weiss is a standard carnivore. He loves all kinds of meat. Going to bed is just a formality. Sexual pleasure is enough. A man's words only satisfy his vanity as a seducer.

It's just that it's unclear who will fall deeper than who in the end.When people who are conceited and proud always feel that they have not lost, such as Weiss, who once occupied a man's heart, he always feels confident.And when he really felt like he had lost something, he was far more overwhelmed by fear than anger.

The snake lures humans to steal the forbidden fruit, and the end result is to walk on their belly forever and eat dirt for life.Weiss thought, if he was the snake, if punishment was inevitable, he must kill the two humans first, so that God's wrath would be more intense.

The truth is, he only has a bit of a vicious mouth, but he is not so rotten.

It is no accident that Weiss appeared in the energy center. He entered the underground city earlier than everyone else. Lin Xi is a thoughtful person. Even if he can't do everything, he thinks more about the escape route than anyone else. No one knows. How many dark games did he play in private - Weiss is just one of them.

Lin Xi had expected Lesvo's turn of face and denial. Lesvo wanted them to die thoroughly, so how could Agent Lin make him happy?Ghost Slash has a [-]% miss rate, but Lin Xi has already asked Weiss to make up for the [-]% gap - it is absolutely necessary for Leswo to get in and out.

However, I really complied with that sentence, people are not as good as God.The laboratory disappeared inexplicably, and Lu Zongnan disappeared without a trace. Wes and Milan Z, who was in a special period, lost contact all at once, and the whole thing went into chaos.Lesvo seemed to have seized the opportunity and took the opportunity to destroy the energy center. In this way, the arsenal, energy center, and laboratory were all collapsed. Coupled with the influx of seawater, the underground city would sink to the bottom of the sea within a few minutes .

When he rushed into the rapidly collapsing passage, the sound of explosions was still coming and going, and waves of fire rushed out from the inside. The burning sensation of the high temperature almost melted the skin, and the extreme hypoxia and suffocation caused the lungs to the throat to burn. .Lesvo had long since disappeared, which almost made Weiss grit his teeth when he came a step late, but compared to Lesvo's escape, Milan Z's situation was more worrying.If it was Z in a normal state, even if he was trapped in the bottom of the sea, the other party would still have a way to return safely; but in his current state, his physique, which is more fragile than ordinary people, is simply vulnerable.

Before he had time to think about it, Weiss was about to withdraw.

Even if Z is trapped, the person who deserves to live must still be alive, and there is no need to be buried—this is Lin Xi’s original words. Although he disagrees, the agent’s various arrangements are not unreasonable. Not in doubt.

However, the scene where the rocks suddenly hit his eyes caused his pupils to constrict, and his heart skipped a beat.

The moment the bullet flew out, Weiss' body also moved, it was almost a flash of a double image, and the person had already jumped over--now in retrospect, it turned out that the king's battle in the Seventh Battalion did not affect this person. The power of action makes a qualitative interpretation.

Weiss's sword is not as overbearing and powerful as Ghost Slash, but it is absolutely ruthless and neat.

When the fire wave rushed over his head, Qiandaoren was lifted by him, and hit the opposite stone wall heavily, and then the huge rubble collapsed, with a deafening rumble.

A drop of blood slid down from the tip of the knife, and it fell down in slow motion. There was half a stump at the foot, and the blood was dizzy into a pool of blood that looked like a ghost face—Wess' knife was indeed fast enough, but it grabbed Qian Dao in an instant. Shinobu cut off his hand, but the bullets flying out of the gun were not slow, and the bullets penetrated his left chest.

It hurts.He really wondered if his heart had been punctured.

Weiss twitched the corners of his mouth, a pair of seductive red phoenixes curved, no matter what angle he looked at from, those eyes always seemed to be smiling, and the smile was very enchanting.

With a slap, he threw the knife away, but the knife was too heavy, holding it seemed to take all his strength.

He took two breaths, his lips were pursed white, his eyes were still smiling, he stepped over the fallen gravel and leaned on Qiandaoren.

Qian Daozun looked at him, and the expression on his face changed from the initial shock to something complicated: "I won't die, even if you don't help me."

"Ha." Weiss began to seep sweat from the forehead, his fingers tugged on the other's arm, and with a little force, his lips almost touched the man's chin, "... After so many years, there is only this sentence. I look like this, will It will make you feel the illusion of turning back time?"

"..." Qian Daorin's eyes flickered imperceptibly, and the hand that subconsciously wanted to hug the opponent's waist stopped suddenly, pinched his fingers stiffly, and dropped them.

Weiss raised his head and rubbed the man's thin and cold lips ambiguously. The man did not dodge, but his beautiful brows frowned.

Weiss laughed lowly, but his fingers couldn't help pinching Qiandaoren's muscles. The sound that was close to his ears was cut by the sound of rumbling gravel, and the ground shook violently, as if the rock under his feet was gone in the next second. collapse, the two of them will fall into the dark hell together: "...can he be better than me? If I don't die this time, I can... quit Bloody for you."

The man's brows furrowed even deeper. Looking at him, he suddenly turned his eyes away, turned around and wanted to carry him on his back: "This place is about to collapse."

Weiss stared at him, his face seemed to be frozen, his bloodless lips were very white, the corners of his lips were slightly parted, a sneer appeared on his weak face, he nodded, took two steps back, and turned to pick up his Dao: "Okay, okay, I, Weiss, am not someone who can't afford to lose. But you owe me a life, Qiandaoren, you have to be prepared to repay it."

At this moment, the ground began to shake violently again, and a crack suddenly burst under the two people's feet. Weiss held the blood dripping wound and pulled away from Qiandao Ninja, but his body was obviously failing, and his whole body began to crumble.

"Butterfly." Qian Daorin stretched out his hand to pull him, but was blocked mercilessly by the other party with a knife.

Weiss raised his jaw, turned his head and sneered at him: "Don't die with me, Gui Zhan, or you will have to be my dog ​​again in the next life."

Shi Dao shook violently, Qiandao Ren couldn't react in time, and saw the Weiss man tilted and fell into the crack without warning.

"Ba Ga!" The man's face changed instantly, it was too late to rush over, his eyes flashed a layer of cold light, and he jumped down, the tip of the knife got stuck on the stone wall under the crack and he jumped down.

067 Underground City (12)

An Se used Qiao Bai's blood to break Lu Zongnan's combination lock, and led people directly into the forbidden area known as the "death zone"—to get out alive or die here, this is the last fight.

As soon as the gate of the secondary passage was closed, the pure white space was glaringly illuminated by the continuous light source from the top. Looking around, there were cylindrical transparent glass containers standing in it, neatly arranged, as if they were in a state of military order.

The guys who suddenly broke into the restricted area all had dignified expressions. In the oppressive atmosphere, they even breathed cautiously. The scene reflected in their pupils made people gasp. A humanoid weapon, a monster covered in metal armor.

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