"Sir, we found a nearby camp!"

Li Feiyu sat on a jungle pickup truck and looked at the slightly lit white light on the edge of the eastern sky.

It rained last night.

The soil is moist and exudes a breath of vitality. Next to the tires of the pickup truck, there are a few green grasses, and the leaves that look like flawless jade are shining with luster.

Compared to the vibrant day, he still prefers the night.

Whether it is life or growth... these things seem to him to be false.

All the good things in the world are false.

Only death is true and pain is true.

After realizing this, he felt pain and anxiety whenever he saw this vibrant scene in front of him.

Li Feiyu gasped in big mouthfuls.

"grown ups!"

Just when Li Feiyu was gradually getting anxious.

A figure wearing a black burqa looked like a silent ghost.

First, it appeared in the lush and gloomy dense forest in the distance, and then it flashed, and it appeared in front of you almost at the same time as the sound.

The black-robed figure bowed slightly and said, "We found a camp nearby, with about two hundred people. I don't know if we should take action."

"More than two hundred people..."

The scars on Li Feiyu's forehead healed quickly, and the dark red tentacles disappeared.

"How wonderful it would be if they could be killed all of them."

If the scars on the top of the head can be ignored, Li Feiyu's appearance is pretty good, his facial features are three-dimensional and his figure is even.

But this guy is the craziest type among cultists.

Even other cultists of the same level.

When going out for tasks, try to avoid being with this guy.

So that I won’t know how I die at that time.

"What a pity!"

Li Feiyu gritted his teeth suddenly.

"Now, I'd better complete the task assigned by the president first... I need to have enough soul to make the Lord of Jordan come." Li Feiyu murmured.

"Since you have discovered it, take away the ants that are immersed in the false world."

Li Feiyu jumped out of the pickup truck.

A hard kick.

Step on the grass stained with dew into pieces.

"Abide by the order!"

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the figure in front of him, the black shadow in the burqa quickly lowered his head.

then.

A cold wind blew through the dense forest.

Li Feiyu and the burqa disappeared at the same time, but there were heard the sound of leaves rubbing everywhere in the forest.

Obviously, there are definitely not a few cultists arranged here.

...

It's not yet completely dawn.

The camp was already in chaos.

First, the sharp blade pierced the flesh and blood and cut the internal organs of the muscles, and then the sound of the head falling to the ground and rolling.

Further down...

It was the harsh sirens and the heart-wrenching cry of the woman.

Su Heng has always maintained a considerable degree of vigilance in the wild. His sleep is not deep and he will wake up in time if there is any movement.

After detecting the aura of the cultists.

He was almost the first to come out of the tent.

Then…

The scene in front of him made Su Heng, a fishing worker in the special science department, confused him.

In the dawn.

Black figures were like hawks hunting from the sky, rushing into the unprepared camp and wantonly harvesting everyone's lives.

They kill people just like to satisfy some of their own desires.

I don't care whether the other person is a man or a woman or a man or a young man.

Just see it.

Then, the next moment, the sharp blade in your hand will pierce into the other person's body.

Half of the blades are sword-shaped, while the other half has a protrusion that suddenly rises like a mountain.

Such a design.

After stabbing into the opponent's body, pull it out with force, and the opponent's body will break into two pieces under the huge force and sharp blade.

This way of killing is bloody and efficient.

Su Heng walked out of the tent, just a moment of being stunned to judge the situation around him next time.

In the eyes.

Then three or four figures fell into a pool of blood, and there was even a white-haired old man.

See this.

Su Heng's eyes became colder.

He was already a little angry. Not to mention the camp's hospitality last night, Su Heng was a little unbearable to take action against the old man who had no ability to resist.

Chih!

It happened to be at this time.

The invading enemy had also noticed Su Heng who had walked out of the tent.

He has a tall and straight figure and clean and delicate skin.

In this messy camp, it is as eye-catching as if it stands out from a crowd of chickens.

In an instant, several gazes around him were attracted.

and.

Two figures.

One left and one right, it appeared and disappeared in the air, flying towards Su Heng in a vague manner.

Two sharp wheel knives hooked towards Su Heng's neck.

The two cultists had a look of joy on their faces, but the feeling of feedback from the blade made them stunned in the air for a moment.

bite!

bite!

Two crisp sounds in succession.

It didn't feel like it was chopped on some flesh and blood body.

Instead, it was like waving a knife hard and hitting the steel-stacked city wall.

The huge recoil force was transmitted to the wrist without any fancy. Unpredictable, two steel knives came out at the same time.

The sharp blade sank more than ten centimeters underground, and the hilt left on it buzzed and trembled in the morning light.

The next moment.

boom!

Two huge palms that turned red sharply due to bloodshed torn apart the air, and the ends were wrapped in the morning mist in the forest, and suddenly appeared in front of them.

Quickly fill all the vision.

Grab hard.

Close it hard towards the middle.

Puff!
To be continued...