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whoosh-

The ground collapsed, leaving a deep footprint.

The man leaped high, his black coat was hunting in the air, like the wings of a dead bird.

The metal raven hovered in the air, providing Zhao Guangming with a foothold.

The dark golden pupils were devoid of any emotion, staring at Liuli firmly.

The thin middle-aged man had a ferocious smile on his face, and he opened his mouth to spit out hot white steam.

The jet-black twin knives were like tokens of death, slashing straight at the woman floating in the air.

pronounce her dead.

Liuli smiled, this time she didn't look at Zhao Guangming again, she just pointed to the distance.

"Collapse."

The residential building in the direction of the finger disintegrated instantly, and the wall full of steel bars slammed into Wang Jin.

She wanted to distract Zhao Guangming's attention in this way, so that he had to be distracted to protect those incapacitated waste.

Seemingly feeling unsafe, she spoke again in a crisp voice.

"die."

The double curse spread at the speed of sound, covering Wang Jin and his group.

Even the current Zhao Guangming couldn't save people before the curse took effect.

As long as he killed those incapacitated waste, Zhao Guangming would be completely desperate.

After finishing these, Liuli turned her head to look at Zhao Guangming with a complacent look.

She couldn't wait to see the desperate but helpless expression of this middle-aged man.

Just like seven years ago, the aloof genius hugged the corpse of his companion, his face pale like a defeated dog.

This is the price he should pay.

"Are you going to save them?"

Liuli tilted her head, her sparkling eyes filled with anticipation.

Although the expressions and movements were cute and playful like a girl, they really threatened Wang Jin with death.

"what?"

Liu Li, who looked at Zhao Guangming, let out a light snort, but she didn't see the expression that should appear on his face.

It's not full of despair, nor is it the indifference of completely ignoring the life and death of his companions, but a confident smile.

He even stopped attacking, and looked at the dust with Liuli.

boom--

The smoke and dust filled the air, making it impossible to see the situation below.

In the next second, the expectation on Liuli's face froze instantly.

The huge figure broke through the smoke and roared, abruptly blocking the death curse.

The young man with white hair stretched out his hand, and the black shadow under his feet boiled and turned into a human shape, smashing the collapsed floor.

Seemingly dissatisfied with Liuli's sudden attack, the young man stretched out his hand and gave her an upside-down thumbs up.

"None of those people are easy to mess with."

Zhao Guangming grinned, with a mocking smile in his dark golden pupils.

Before the woman could respond, he stepped forward again, his strange figure was difficult to capture.

He didn't intend to give Liuli time to open her mouth again.

Swah——

The head soared into the air, and there was still a trace of shock on the beautiful face.

She didn't expect that those who looked like wounded people still had fighting power, let alone that Zhao Guangming was so cautious.

"It's not right."

Zhao Guangming frowned. He didn't stop attacking just because he cut off the opponent's head, but continued to wield his two knives.

The muscles undulated like flowing water, and the deadly and swift knife technique quickly tore the broken body apart.

Even with shocking power, Zhao Guangming still chose the safest way to attack.

The experience accumulated from multiple missions allows him to always make the right choice subconsciously.

The sharp blades staggered, the flesh and blood scattered, and the fragrance disappeared.

The man's face did not show the joy of revenge, but a trace of worry.

The amber light in the sky showed no sign of disappearing, and was even getting thicker and thicker.

"hiss"

Wang Jin in the distance raised his eyebrows.

God said before sacrificing himself that the only way to kill Liuli is to let his beloved pierce her heart with his own hands, and Zhao Guangming's actions also verified the authenticity of this sentence.

But this woman has been completely torn apart, but nothing happened.

Then there is only one possibility, this woman has no heart.

It's not that the heart is moved elsewhere in the body, it's that there is no such thing at all.

"You hurt me."

The pieces of meat gathered together and quickly changed back to that slim figure.

Her tone was a little angry, but it seemed like she was acting like a baby to her beloved.

"Where's your heart?"

Zhao Guangming asked with a grim expression.

"My heart is always with you."

Liuli tilted her head, showing a cute smile.

"Oh shit."

Zhao Guangming spat, and once again held the knife to kill Liuli.

"There is no way to send you back, then I will kill you over and over again."

The dark golden pupils stared at Liuli, and rushed over with anger.

The huge wind pressure made people breathless, and the steel knife in his hand whined.

"It's too hard."

Wang Jin looked at the figure and muttered softly.

He felt that Zhao Guangming's aura was gradually becoming disordered, and his whole person's feeling was becoming more and more strange.

"Overdrawing the body, burning the ego, and even giving up the identity of human beings."

Han Dong narrowed his eyes, as if he was talking to himself.

"Turn yourself into firewood in various senses, illuminate the darkest period before sunrise, and bring tomorrow to mankind."

"Project Dawn is such a thing."

Wang Jin froze for a moment, then turned to look at Han Dong.

He didn't ask what the darkest period was, nor did he criticize the cruelty of the plan, he just sighed.

"What a bad guy."

"Yes."

Han Dong nodded, looking at Zhao Guangming with a strange look in his eyes.

"Moustache finally brought someone here."

The little fox squatting on Wang Jin's shoulder jumped up and down twice, pointing to the distance and shouting.

"No, he came alone."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at the dozens of white figures.

White clothes, white armor, and white paper covering his face.

There is no trace of human feeling, and it is not a ghost story in the traditional sense, but it has the unique atmosphere of the mystery.

"That's Bai Zibing, a secret ritual used by the Administration to deal with special situations."

Han Dong smiled and explained to Wang Jin.

The support came, and his mood improved a lot.

"That's it."

Wang Jin nodded sullenly.

He was even a little worried.

After Mustache rescued him, Zhao Guangming completely lost his worries.

This meant that the fragile balance was broken again, and Liuli would definitely attack herself frantically before the barrier was broken.

"No, no."

Wang Jin saw the expression on Liuli's face clearly, and instantly realized something was wrong.

She handled Zhao Guangming's attack with ease, without any intention of making a move.

Liuli's personality is higher than that of a god, it is impossible to only have this strength.

Then it can only show that she is mobilizing most of her strength to prepare for something.

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"Fuck?"

Ma Yao exclaimed, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Before he could even pick it up, he sprinted towards his fancy car, falling twice in the middle.

As a former front-line worker, there are not many situations that can make him panic like this.

But now the entire city of Shangjing is shrouded in torrential rain without warning, which cannot be normal no matter how you look at it.

A vision of this level cannot be concealed even if one wants to.

"Something went wrong."

Ma Yao pulled on the handbrake and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

The director was very angry, and the consequences were serious.