Facing the group of soldiers pointing guns at him, Lu Ren rubbed his face and gave himself a pretended cold smile.≥

"That's all?"

His voice was clear and his smile was a little shallow.

However, all those who heard his chuckle shuddered at this moment, as if they heard the cry of the evil ghosts in the depths of the eighteen levels of hell.

"I'll do it."

Suddenly, a figure holding a shield was inserted between Lu Ren and the soldiers again.

Lu Ren looked at He Zheng's solid back, smiled again, and reached out to push him aside.

"They are mine."

The wind blew across the long street, shattering Lu Ren's bangs.

He glanced over the soldiers surrounding the crowd one by one, and when he saw the soldiers, the soldiers everywhere felt chills all over, as if they were suddenly hit by some vicious curse.

Only Lu Ren himself knew that when he was looking over, the pale phantoms of the female ghost had already climbed out of the depths of his pupils, climbed over the yellow line, climbed over the long street, and climbed over a long distance of 100 meters. They were like a lover's lover, clinging tightly to the back of every soldier.

In an instant, the battlefield in Lu Ren's eyes became like a ghost domain.

Between the human walls made of camouflage combat suits, between the barrels of guns standing like green pine and cypress, and between the arms with knotted muscles, suddenly strands of black hair fell, like seaweed in the darkest part of the abyss, swaying and spreading, filled with the fragrance of death; the white jade bis in the dead gently hugged the chests of every soldier and gently stroked their cheeks. However, in Lu Ren's eyes, the ruthless tenderness was like a chain of impermanence, a chain of life-seeking. Just wait for him to catch his fingers and harvest hundreds of lives.

"I really don't want to see it."

Lu Ren closed his eyes with a smile, as if he really didn't want to see that sea of ​​blood.

He did not make any extreme moves, and he didn't even hit his usual finger snaps.

He did not want to stimulate these tense soldiers too much. The weapons in this world have surpassed the earth in all respects. Although he was not very afraid, he was afraid that the flying stray bullets would hurt his teammates.

Like He Zheng, this big boy who may be silent but has little words, but is reliable enough.

Although he always rushed to the front with his shield and pretended to be fearless, Lu Ren knew very well in his heart that no one was afraid of death, and He Zheng was the same.

His disguise was just to protect himself, but unfortunately his body was far less hard than his self-esteem.

Especially when he does not use the giant to transform, he is not much better than an ordinary person. Perhaps he will also inspire to go crazy when he is hurt. But if the bullet penetrates the vital points in an instant, it is impossible to recover like in the original work, but there is only... a dead end.

"I don't want you to die like this, at least you can't die so worthless."

Finally, he glanced at his teammates reflected in the mental power scan. Lu Ren muttered.

His fingers hanging on the side of his body made a "press" lightly, slowly. The amplitude was extremely small, but it was full of a sense of arrogant power.

Just like crushing everything in front of you.

Then. As he wished.

All the things in front of him... were really broken.

In the resentful vision, the long hair in my eyes suddenly rose. It was like wild grass flying by the wind, and red lights lit up one after another. From a distance, it looked like wildfires deep in the weeds. However, only when you look carefully, taste, and reminisce, you will be scared to find that these red lights are not only not as hot as the flames and masculinity, but are shining with a coldness, like the gurgling blood flowing in the Santu River, like the sad flowers on the other side blooming beside the Huangquan Road.

That was Kayako's eyes.

Red is the color of blood, and it is also the resentment they have entangled in for three lifetimes.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The soldiers' phalanx, which were originally arranged neatly, now seemed to be waiting for the autumn harvest, and a large area suddenly collapsed.

Endless blood spurted out from every orifice of the soldiers' bodies, as if an invisible ghost hand was holding them and squeezing them freely. The sky was filled with corpses. The high-tech protective gear that was proud of this era became vulnerable in front of Jiayako, with broken limbs and broken arms flying. Even the guns made of composite materials were tragically damaged. Under the scramble of ghost hands, they were instantly torn to pieces. The parts were scattered and corroded by resentment before they even landed. They melted like burning candles, leaving only an ugly black slurry.

"The battle is over."

In just ten seconds, Lu Ren opened his slightly closed eyes, putting an end to the massacre.

With his light wave, all the female ghosts dissipated, and even the coldness that enveloped the field was instantly lifted and disappeared without a trace.

The dark clouds dissipated and the sun shone again, but it could not warm the corpses all over the ground.

Yes, it was only a moment, and there were no more living people in the group of soldiers who were still majestic before.

When Kayako kills people, she never dies.

Even if a few wounded soldiers are not dead, they just want to torture these poor people in different ways.

Lu Ren slowly walked through a sea of ​​bloody slaughterhouse, without saying anything more, and without making up for a shot in one go.

He had seen the injuries of those soldiers, and they were all precise and precise techniques. With one blow, it was even sharper than surgery, and it was very cruel, almost all of which were severely damaged by the broken belly.

It is painful enough to ensure fatality after the pain is over.

It can be said that these soldiers were actually doomed to death at the moment of their injury.

"It's really a cold killing machine."

Lu Ren shook his head and gave this comment to Jia Yazi.

Sure enough, shortly after he walked past the destroyed position, the screams that had echoed before gradually fell down and finally returned to silence.

Hundreds of soldiers were destroyed at this point.

Behind him, Team East America followed him through this sea of ​​blood, but Lu Ren could clearly feel that an invisible high wall seemed to be standing up between him and the rest of the world.

Everyone followed him carefully, but they didn't dare to say a word, let alone get closer to him within three feet.

While moving forward silently, you can only hear the sound of the soles of your shoes stepping through the pool of blood.

In the past, they had seen Jia Yazi kill people, but in the blink of an eye, a whole lot of people seemed to have been snatched by a meat grinder, and even a whole body was not left behind.

Such visual impact still makes everyone feel scared.

Fear, dullness, and a little disgusting.

Various negative emotions are growing secretly in the hearts of every East American player.

The sunset is setting, and the bloody sunset suddenly dyes the world red.

However, Lu Ren was getting slower and slower.

Finally, when the soles of the shoes were once again stuck with sticky blood, he stopped and stood in the blood that filled the world, sighing.

He suddenly remembered that when he first entered the world of reincarnation, he seemed to be desperately trying to make his teammates afraid of him, just like Chu Xuan, who scared the entire Zhongzhou team.

Now, he did it, but not in Chu Xuan's way.

"The fear of blood-soaked? I actually embarked on Zhao Zhuikong's path?"
Chapter completed!