MTL - Rebirth of the Flying Era-Chapter 1043 All the demons here have been killed

  Chapter 1043 All the demons here have been executed

  After Ding Sitian gained the ability, her physical fitness has also improved slightly, her eyesight is stronger than ordinary people, and she can see more clearly.

   It's definitely not a coincidence, but compassion can really dodge bullets.

  At this moment, Compassion moved forward, and Lightning struck out a pestle, hitting the bald man on the chest.

  With a sound of "Boom", the man flew out backwards, his sternum was obviously sunken, and he died before landing in the air with a mouthful of blood.

   There is one thing to say, this mercenary can see through Xiao Huang's illusion, although the effect is compromised because Xiao Huang uses illusion at one time and on a large scale.

  But it still cannot be denied that this mercenary is the elite of the elite.

  Unfortunately, when encountering compassion, it is like facing a million people, there is almost no difference between thirty and fifty.

  Compassion kept moving, and after flying the bald mercenary, she took advantage of the situation and swung the subduing magic pestle left and right.

   There were two more screams.

   At this time, the Slater mercenary group had lost 20 people, and there were 16 people left.

  Finally came to their senses, and shot in shock.

  However, Compassion is like a ghost, wearing a white dress, wandering around Lingbo, and can't hit at all!

  Wherever she passed, the blood-stained demon pestle was like a death scythe, and every time she swung it, it would take a life away.

   In the blink of an eye, four people fell to the ground again.

  Compassion is understated, even the white skirt on her body is not stained with much blood.

  The strengths of the two sides are not at the same level at all. Those mercenaries are facing compassion, and the mercenaries can shake the tree, but that's it.

  But at this moment, Ci Xin's eyes suddenly focused, and Du Fei's reminder sounded in his mind: "Quickly hide!"

   There is no brainless shouting 'be careful'.

   Shouting to be careful at such a time is useless except to make people stunned.

   Telling her to hide quickly is to clarify the danger, and she can hide in any direction, as long as she stays where she is.

  Du Fei saw a person coming out of the next hut through the vision of the crow.

  Without the slightest hesitation, Compassionate quickly turned sideways and lowered her body suddenly, like a sprinter starting to run, and rushed forward two steps extremely fast.

  Her two steps, one step four meters, in the eyes of others, the figure disappeared in a flash.

  Almost at the same time, chug chug, continuous and intensive gunshots rang out.

  A middle-aged white man with a scar on his face held an AK47, spit out flames frantically, and fired at the position of compassion just now, jingling, and the bullets flew randomly.

  It's a pity that Ci Xin dodged one step ahead of time, and he hit all the empty spaces.

  As for Ding Sitian, she is not foolish enough to follow compassion.

   Besides, she really couldn't keep up with the speed of compassion.

  A full magazine, thirty rounds of bullets, and it was empty in a blink of an eye.

   And the compassion who rushed to the edge of the factory building just now appeared in front of the man like a ghost again.

  The distance between the two people was less than two meters. They looked at each other with indifferent compassionate eyes. The man's eyes were full of anger, and he quickly replaced a new magazine in his hand.

  Should I say it or not, this man's movements are very fast, without any sloppiness.

  As if the ak47 was a part of his body, the empty magazine fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

   At the same time as this sound sounded, a magazine full of bullets had been inserted.

  Pull the bolt, raise the gun again...

   However, he didn't get a chance to pull the trigger again.

   With a "click", the demon-subduing pestle in Ci Xin's hand swept across the man's legs.

  The tyrannical strength, plus the weight of the subduing magic pestle itself, there is no suspense, the bones are broken.

  The man immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

  The reason why he didn't hit the vital point directly was because this person was the one named Mo Sen in the photo. Du Fei said that he wanted to keep alive.

   Unexpectedly, Mo Sen was a savage, his leg was broken, and he didn't let go of the gun when he fell to the ground.

   Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, he raised his gun on his back and was about to shoot again.

  However, to his surprise, aiming in the direction of compassion just now, he failed to find the target before he pulled the trigger.

   Mo Sen was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank.

  The premonition of danger that he had trained on the battlefield made him feel cold all over, and he tried his best to roll over again.

   Normally, with his physical fitness, it would not be difficult to complete this action.

   But now, a leg has just been broken, and the severe pain is still stimulating his nerves.

   But there was a "swipe", and there was a bad wind on the side of the ear.

  Before Mo Sen saw it clearly, the compassionate pestle had already hit his right arm holding the gun.

   There was a click, and his arms and shoulders were bloody.

  Mosen's body was slammed against the wall next to him with great force.

  Although Du Fei said he wanted to live, Ci Xin showed no mercy.

   Well, as long as you have breath and can talk, you don't have to worry about your arms and legs.

  Mosen hit the wall and fainted immediately.

  There are eleven mercenaries left, they haven't realized it just now, until now they don't know if Mo Sen is alive or dead.

   A string that was stretched to the limit suddenly broke.

  A black man who was not tall, but quite strong, said "Oh my god", looked at the corpses all over the ground and instantly collapsed, turned his head and ran away.

  There is only one thought in his mind now, which is to leave this place, this **** on earth, as far away as possible.

  With the first, there is the second...

  The army was defeated like a mountain, and the remaining eleven people ran away like crazy.

  However, to their horror.

  Under the not-so-bright lights of this abandoned factory building, no matter which direction they fled.

   There will be a "Zhi Zhi" sound in their ears, and then compassion will appear in front of them holding the magic wand.

  Although these people are fierce, they are all characters who kill people without blinking an eye, but at this time, they are no longer fierce.

   Seeing the illusion created by Xiao Huang, the brain had no time to think carefully, and immediately turned around and ran back.

  But suddenly discovered that there is also a kindness behind.

   Turning around again, the loving heart behind her was still there, and there were two identical women in white skirts in everyone's eyes!

   At the next moment, I still haven't figured out what's going on.

  A black and swarthy demon-subduing pestle has already hit him head-on.

   Bang, headshot with one hit...

  Two minutes later, the workshop fell silent.

  Under the dim light, only Ci Xin and Ding Sitian were left standing.

  At this moment, Ding Sitian's face was pale, her lips trembling with fright.

  Even if she fuses some memory fragments of the ancient princess, her mind and will are better than ordinary people.

   Facing the scene at this moment, he still couldn't bear it, his hands and feet were cold, and he retched for a while.

  Compassion still looked expressionless, picked up a blanket and was wiping her demon pestle.

  After drinking the blood, the magic pestle turned out to be shiny after being wiped!

  Ci Xinzhuan took another look at Mo Sen who was lying prone by the wall, and said to Ding Sitian: "Take that man with you." He didn't forget to remind: "He is pretending to be dead."

  Ding Sitian let out an "uh" and subconsciously walked over.

  Hearing the words behind, he suddenly stopped.

   Secretly thinking that he was reckless, he quickly shook the bag in his hand and called out "Grandma Huang".

   "Zhizhi~"

   Following Ding Sitian, Huang Pizi yelped twice immediately, jumped out of his pocket, and jumped beside Mo Sen.

  Mo Sen couldn’t speak Chinese, and he didn’t know that he was pretending to be dead when he told Ci Xin that he was still lying on his stomach, praying silently in his heart, hoping that this devil would go away quickly.

  Finally, he heard footsteps walking towards the distance.

   Mo Sen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least for the time being.

   But he can't move yet, he must make sure that the other party has gone far away.

   Then find a way to find Master Sol...

  Because of excessive blood loss, Mo Sen's spirit gradually blurred.

   In a trance, I don't know how long it has passed. He should be safe.

   Gritting his teeth, he propped up his body with his uninjured arms, crawled forward and crawled out of the factory building.

  In fact, there is a telephone in a cubicle in the factory building, which is specially prepared to contact them at any time.

  Mo Sen completely forgot about the existence of that phone, and was determined to crawl outside.

  Out of the factory building, I saw two lights in the distance.

  He suddenly had a feeling in his heart, as long as he reached the light, he could be saved...

  At this moment, Ci Xin and Ding Sitian came out of the workshop.

   Not far from them, Mo Sen crawled forward in a panic.

  Ding Sitian's Granny Huang stood on Mo Sen's back, making "squeak" noises constantly.

  Compassion walked quickly and returned to Du Fei, not accommodating Ding Sitian and Mo Sen.

  Du Fei looked at him and asked directly in his mind: "Are you all right?"

  Just now, through the synchronization of Xiaohei's vision, Du Fei saw the compassionate killing.

   It was the first time Du Fei saw this kind of **** scene.

  Instinctively some physical discomfort.

   I am also a little worried about the psychological state of compassion.

   Fortunately, the relationship between them is special, Du Fei can sense the mood swings of compassion.

  During the whole process, Compassionate's mood didn't fluctuate in any way, as if the people in front of her were not just a group of ants. She walked by the roadside and trampled a few to death at will, without looking down at all.

  Come in front of Du Fei, a compassionate voice sounded in his mind: "My lord, all the evil spirits here have been executed."

   Speaking of this, Ci Xin had a serious expression on her face, and her eyes showed a bit of compassion.

   There was no doubt or wavering in himself because of the killing.

   In her heart, following Du Fei is the ultimate shortcut to achieve a positive result.

  Anything that stands in front of Du Fei is a demon, which is the cornerstone of her enlightenment.

  At this time, Ding Sitian also walked back.

   Beside her was Mo Sen who crawled over.

  Mosen's expression was dull, dragging his injured leg and arm, he had forgotten the pain.

   Du Fei glanced at it, opened the car door, stretched out his hand and pressed it in.

  The trunk opens with a "click".

  Du Fei said lightly: "Put it inside."

  Ding Sitian hastily responded, and vigorously lifted Mo Sen up and stuffed it into the trunk.

  Grandma Huang jumped off Mo Sen's back.

  As soon as it left, Mo Sen rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

  Pressing down the trunk lid, Ding Sitian was about to return to his life, but accidentally discovered that in Du Fei's hands, there was an extra cannonball at some point!

  Ding Sitian participated in militia training and has seen this kind of thing, which is used for mortars.

   I was wondering what Du Fei wanted to do.

  I saw him throwing his hand vigorously, just like throwing a grenade, and threw the artillery shell out.

  Ding Sitian stared blankly at the night, the cannonball drew an arc and flew two to three hundred meters away!

   It landed on the factory building of the abandoned factory just now.

  (end of this chapter)