The Showdown Begins From Resident Evil

Outside the snow-capped mountains in Kyoto, a man in a suit was running for his life, turning his head to look behind him from time to time, his expression panicked, as if some terrible person was chasing him.

Boom! A gust of wind came, and the man in the suit only felt dark in front of him, a piece of white snow covered his eyes and then a pain in his neck, the whole lower body was only conscious, as if he couldn't sense it, only the tingling pain came from his head. ,How is this going?

Hearing the sound, the man in the suit opened his eyes and continued to bury himself in the snowdrift. As long as he didn't move, there would be no sound, and the pursuers would not find him.

"The cat will play the mouse once before catching the mouse, and will kill the mouse when it gets tired of playing. In addition to abuse, there are jokes, play and exercise. Who do you think you are? A sneaky Stinky mouse, you want to leave after offending the abbot? Oh no, I'm joking, it's extremely stupid to want to leave after offending the organization." Angel's voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of disdain in her voice. I don't know if it's the disdain for the man in the suit, or the disdain for the sound nest organization, that's only her.

690 No matter it is a distant place or the Eight Masters of the Orochi Clan, there are peripheral members. It is impossible for one person to finish all the things, and there must be subordinates to help share some of them.

The man in the suit didn't even hum, he had already lost consciousness, it didn't matter how he fought, and he couldn't resist. The nerves were still connected to the bones, and the bursts of tingling pains kept him in a coma. When I fainted, I was awakened by pain, and when I woke up, it was torture.

After realizing that things were starting to get a little tricky, Gonis decided to look for the big snake again and ask his master what to do.

Ling! A pleasant ringing sound came, and Angel turned on the phone, "Hello? Found it? Then retreat, give me all the means to that bastard, make sure he tells the secret, dare to recruit (afdj ) You really aren't afraid to die if you mess with us!

The calm snow-capped mountains are still falling silently, and the heavy snow is falling like goose feathers. As usual, there is no difference. With the cold and low temperature, not many people can stay here for a long time.

This man in a suit is a peripheral member of a family in the faraway land, and belongs to the subordinates of the coal digger Wujie.

"Are you surprised or surprised? Are stabs irritating? Shit, little brat, do you think you can escape the eyes of the old lady? You like to run away so much? Then the old lady will break your legs, bitch and keep running. Ah!" "Angel became more and more energetic as she spoke, she threw a small pink fist and hit it straight down, she was not polite at all, each punch had a strength of nearly 300 jin, and the sound of cracking the bones of the man in the suit kept ringing.

A pair of eyes were buried in the snowdrifts to observe, looking left and right still nothing happened.

The main members of the faraway land are Wujie and Woji, who command the other members to deal with things. They are only responsible to the leader Zhaisi, and they will only obey the orders of Zhaisi.

There was a sound of boots stepping on the snow, and it seemed a little careless. Every step made a creaking sound on the snow, as if every step had an indescribable strength.

Walking on the snow, while humming Jordana's warm singing, he seems to appreciate the song style of this world-class goddess singer.

Angel made a phone call, and a helicopter flew over not long after, picking her up with the man in a suit.

The man closed his eyes and planned to play dead for a while, no movement did not mean there was no danger. He is a peripheral member of a family in the faraway land, responsible for delivering information and funds to the organization, and organizing things in the mortal world.

The man ran fast, then dived into the snowdrift, and was suddenly frozen by a clever, sweaty and covered in ice and snow, which only deepened his consumption. But the man had no choice but to crawl into the snowdrifts, endure the discomfort, and even forcibly calm down his breathing, which he desperately needed to breathe, and forcibly calm down his heart at the cost of his lungs being damaged.

Obviously, it was an existence like the serpent, and both belonged to the messenger of the world's will. The two sides are co-existing and using each other. If it hadn't been for Eddie's information, Gonis would never have known this information.

The man was still breathing, and the real man hid in the snowdrift, motionless, like the one who didn't pick up equipment or guns and bullets, and was Voldemort's teammate when he landed.

Angela walked as she spoke, and the sound of footsteps gradually left, as if she had really left.

No one responded, and Angel didn't care. She took out a bottle of Yida chewing gum produced by the Goddess Group, poured two out, chewed continuously, and was still blowing bubbles.

The man in a suit weighing nearly 170 pounds was lifted up by Angel with one hand without any pressure. This woman has such a powerful strength, it really makes a man feel ashamed.

Snow Mountain returned to calm again, and after a long time, a handsome man in a priest's robe appeared with a special Bible in his hand. It was Goniz, Breath of the Storm. At this time, Goniz's expression was a little playful, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "A far away place? Hmph, you really dare to shoot.

Five minutes have passed, except for the heavy snow that urgently needs to fall, there is no movement, not even small animals appear, all the world is only snow, and it is extremely quiet.

I saw Angel's pretty face with a playful expression on her face, matched with her snow-white hair with a chance of dark green and crimson, she looked like a prankster.

The man in the suit couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to fight against Angel until he had to. I had tried it before, and more than ten people couldn't beat a woman, but the opponent's knife fell, a left jab and a right kick, killing them all. There was only one man who escaped alive and wounded, and that was himself.

Angel was also afraid of directly killing the opponent, so it was obvious that handing over a living prisoner would be a bigger contribution than handing over a dead prisoner.

After a while, the energy of the man in the suit gradually dissipated, and only the melting ice and snow turned into snow water, constantly taking away his temperature.

At this time, Angel seemed to be at a loss. She was still looking around, but she didn't notice that the snow beside her was melting, and a danger was coming.

The man in the suit was suppressing his breathing and concentrated all the energy in his body. The snow slowly melted because of the energy. Obviously, the man was going to fight hard.