After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

The Lord of Baicheng opened his eyes wide in horror.

This man was his nightmare, a shadow that he could never get rid of in his entire life.

When he was locked by those gloomy eyes, he seemed to have returned to that desperate night again.

The other party tortured him to death with such a terrible smile on his face.

The flesh and blood of the whole body was cut off one by one, and forced into the half-slit throat... The head rolled to the ground, and he could not rest in peace until he died.

Obviously...he has gained eternal life.

"Ahhh-"

He let out a broken scream, staggered backwards, and fell to the ground.

It's like a maggot in a sewer.

Ancolod slowly walked towards the Lord of Baicheng.

He still had a gentle and polite smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Obviously as long as you die obediently, why would you crawl back to the human world when you have already arrived in hell? You, who reminds me of bad memories, are really a heinous sin..."

No one dared to stop him, they all retreated silently.

The withered white hair seemed to be lifeless.The man reaches out and pulls out a knife directly from the shelter on the outskirts of the world.

This knife has no scabbard, the blade is cold, and there is an unspeakable bloody aura.

It's just that the eye contact seems to be cut by it, and people can't help but take a few steps back to avoid its edge.

As a swordsman with superb swordsmanship, Fukuzawa Yukichi can be sure that this sword has ended at least tens of thousands of lives with just one glance.

Only by baptizing with so much blood and life can the sword be stained with such a strong killing intent that is almost biting.

But the knife-wielding man raised his head, his dark lead gray eyes were full of smiles, but it made people feel a sense of horror in the scalp.

His tone was soft and even gentle: "I used this knife to cut off your head, and today I still use it as your end."

The tone, as if an old friend was reminiscing about the old days, made a group of unrelated audiences shudder.

Being so crazy, can other members in the same organization as him be normal people?

Under the hands of this group of people, Yokohama really won't be spoiled? !

At this time, the danger level in Santouhuo's mind of Sanctuary was infinitely raised.

It's a pity that he can't make plan A to Z to guard against Sanctuary like a certain dark knight.

Then again, they don't even know the official name of the group.

It's not that our side is too naive, but that the enemy is too powerful.

The Lord of Baicheng died again.

After the second blow, even if he survived again, he might not dare to face the executioner who killed him twice again.

The leader died, and the people who had been controlled and infected with the plague and turned into monsters began to riot.

Zhongtian Shantouhuo sighed, and organized his subordinates to fight zombies without complaint.

He just wanted to stop Ankorod from killing the Lord of Baicheng directly.

Who would have thought that someone who was so kind to a group of children seemed to understand his thoughts, and with just one glance, he felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave.I was sweating profusely and couldn't speak a word for a long time.

Now this situation has been caused, but looking at the people around, even the group of Mafia dare not complain, and no one dares to express their dissatisfaction with overtime work.

Facing the surrounding monsters, even if they knew that they were once human, they still had no choice but to shoot them to death.

Perhaps in the end they will be able to develop an antidote, but these people are destined not to wait until that time.

Oda dodged to avoid a monster's bite.

He is carrying a gun.

That was the comrade-in-arms who was by his side when he was a killer.

This group of monsters... They have lost their rationality when they were human beings, so they cannot be regarded as human beings anymore.

But he still didn't shoot.

Dazai noticed Oda Sakunosuke's hesitation.

The black cat rolled its eyes and took the opportunity to slip out of Zhongye's protective circle.

"Hey! Bastard Dazai!" Nakaya noticed Dazai's death almost immediately, and was so angry that he punched the monster that rushed towards him into the ground.

The passing PortMafia silently stayed away from the angry little orange cat.

Oda, who heard Chuya's shout, looked up, his expression changed suddenly, and he fired a gun in Dazai's direction almost without thinking.

Behind Dazai, a monster fell down.

Inexplicably, he remembered what Ankrod had said to him the night he came out of the illusion of the alien world.

"We are not killing innocent people indiscriminately, we are just using the weapons in our hands to protect our important people."

"The sword is swung for protection."

He quickly kicked away a charging monster, and flew to Dazai's side.

"Eh?"

Dazai opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then put down the jewel held by his fingertips.

His iris-colored eyes looked pure and innocent, making one completely unbearable to be angry: "Why..." Didn't Odasaku want to shoot again?

"Because Dazai is my important friend."

Oda smoothly carried the black cat on his shoulder, raised his hand and shot again.

"Mr. Kim told me before that the purpose of holding a weapon in your hand is to protect important people."