At this moment, there was no surprise, no fear, no despair in Shen Wanbao's eyes. There was an indescribable regret in his clear eyes, although he could still feel Shen Wanbao's body fighting against the entanglement of his body. But I couldn't feel the slightest struggle from Shen Wanbao.

Although it only flashed by, Ma Ang didn't see it. He didn't understand why Shen Wanbao showed such a look, and the hand that originally stabbed Shen Wanbao suddenly stopped.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Ma Ang's question is simple and direct. Judging from his years of experience in torturing his opponents, the look in a person's eyes before death is not deceiving. Even if it is a person who lives and dies without incident, the look in his eyes He also showed determination and shyness, but he had never seen Shen Wanbao like this.

The regretful eyes were obviously sighing for him. At this time, Shen Wanbao's life and death was already in his hands, but it seemed that he was the lamb to be slaughtered.

Hearing Ma Ang's words, Shen Wanbao's lips slowly formed a relieved smile and said, "Fortunately, you spoke, otherwise I would have been really worried that you would never die in peace!"

"What do you mean by that?" Ma Ang's eyes were full of suspicion. He didn't understand what Shen Wanbao meant, let alone where Shen Wanbao got this kind of confidence. Pushing forward half a foot, Shen Wanbao would be splashed with blood on the spot, but it seemed as if he was the one being suppressed.

Facing Ma Ang's doubts, Shen Wanbao smiled lightly and said: "When you look at death, death is also looking at you!"

"Mysterious, today I want to see how you can make me die in peace!" A fierce look flashed in Ma Ang's eyes, his palm turned into a knife, and he stabbed Shen Wanbao's neck again.

Although it was only for a moment, Ma Ang's eyes were staring at Shen Wanbao, hoping to find some flaws in the fluctuations in his eyes. However, from the beginning to the end, Shen Wanbao's eyes were like this. Calm, as calm as a pool not far away.

He hates this kind of look, and even more hates this feeling of being pitied and ignored. What he is waiting for now is the moment when his palm pierces Shen Wanbao's throat, and he can turn this kind of neglect into ridicule. He actually wants to see it , who was the one whose blood was splattered on the spot in the end?

However, just when Ma Ang's fingers were about to touch Shen Wanbao's throat, he suddenly found that his palm was stagnant there. As long as he moved forward half an inch, he could feel Shen Wanbao's warm blood. Seeing Shen Wanbao's painful expression, he couldn't make any progress. No matter how hard he tried, his palms seemed to have lost contact with him.

A warm feeling came from the neck. In the peripheral vision, I didn't know when a giant dog as strong as a lion appeared, and my neck was being bitten by the giant dog. Then, a heartbreaking pain instantly hit me. All his nerves were occupied, and his whole body was trembling like chaff.

"Well!"

Ma Ang groaned in pain, and suddenly, he finally realized that the opponent in front of him must belong to the Shen family of Gui Ming, who is famous for his natal Hades.

Previously, because Shen Wanbao and Qiu Ran went together to find the Liuzhu tribe members who were captured by the Blood Sacrifice,

Therefore, he did not appear in the previous confrontation with Blood Demon Luo and his group. This time, Shen Wanbao never revealed his name, and he had been fighting hand-to-hand with Ma Ang from the beginning to the end, so Ma Ang did not He did not connect the opponent in front of him with the Guiming Shen family.

At this moment, Ma Ang finally understood what Shen Wanbao had just said, "When you look at death, death is also looking at you." Although from the perspective of the scene, Shen Wanbao has been completely suppressed by it, but looking at it the other way around, he After all, he is not the suppressed party. In this scene, with the help of the Hades, Shen Wanbao is completely aware of his life anytime and anywhere.

He hated himself for not being able to detect Shen Wanbao's abnormality in advance, and even more hated Shen Wanbao for setting such a vicious trap for him. If he hadn't been so eager for success and adopted the current method to make both of them incapacitated, But the guerrilla warfare like before would probably not leave Shen Wanbao the opportunity to kill with one strike.

For a moment, Ma Ang's brain was spinning rapidly, countless regrets flew through his mind, fragments of the past came in like snowflakes, and the look in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Crazy lion!"

Shen Wanbao called softly.

The Hell Dog Mad Lion immediately understood Shen Wanbao's thoughts. His black eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly exerted force. There was only a click sound, and Ma Ang's neck was instantly bitten off by the mad lion, and his entire head was cut by the sharp teeth. He was completely separated from his body and fell to the ground like a rolling gourd. Only his wide-open eyes still expressed his inner anger and unwillingness.

Ma Ang, who had lost his life, naturally could no longer receive the blessing of Daxian'er's power. The body wrapped around Shen Wanbao like a giant python also returned to its original ordinary structure, and quickly straightened like a bent patch. Although During this period, there were many sounds of broken bones, but Shen Wanbao's freedom could no longer be restricted as before.

After a while, Shen Wanbao finally struggled to stand up with the help of the mad lion. Although it did not take much effort to get rid of Ma Ang's shackles, but when Ma Ang restricted his movements before, the nature of the giant python came from The entanglement and squeezing still made Shen Wanbao's whole body feel like it was falling apart.

Shen Wanbao gently stroked the mad lion and said softly: "Old man, it all depends on you!"

Hearing Shen Wanbao's words, the mad lion immediately roared in response. At the same time, he rubbed Shen Wanbao affectionately with his head, then gradually faded away and slowly disappeared in place.

Shen Wanbao took a deep breath. In fact, he did not plan to use this method to fight Ma Ang from the beginning. It was just because he had experienced a battle with Qiu Ran and others before. Although the blood shamans he faced were powerful It's not very strong, but it consumes a lot of energy. Plus, rushing here with all his strength, Shen Wanbao can only exert the power of one blow from the Hades, so he didn't use it until the last moment. It was this blow. decided the final outcome of their duel.

Looking at the several duels around him, Shen Wanbao did not choose to participate immediately. Instead, he immediately dodged to the corner of the valley and sat cross-legged, adjusting his breath with all his strength.

In his current state, no matter whether he participates in that duel, it will be difficult to decisively help his own personnel, and he may even become a liability. Therefore, for him, while

When the blood shaman side was unable to take care of him at this time, they recovered with all their strength.

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"Bang!" On the other side, in the battlefield belonging to Chen Motang and Qian Laomou, another gunshot was heard. Although the entire occupation had begun for a while, except for some sporadic gunshots, there were

Apart from that, compared with several other battlefields, it was obviously much calmer.

Whether it is Chen Motang, Qian Laomou, or Fujita Yokuro's side, they are all far away from each other, choosing their own bunkers to hide behind. For both of them, the sharpest weapons are grenades and guns.

, but the inventories of both parties have bottomed out, and no one will spend crazy money at this time.

Although Chen Motang and Qian Laomou completely crushed Fujita Yokuro and others in the secret arts, they did not dare to underestimate the guns and grenades in their hands. Once they were hit like that, it was definitely not a joke.

In particular, Chen Motang himself is a dual-gun wielder, so he is more cautious during battles, for fear of accidentally ruining the whole situation, so he is cautious whether he is attacking or defending.

Based on this environment, such sporadic shooting could not cause real damage to Chen Motang, Qian Laomou, Fujita Yokuro and others, but it prolonged the battle between the two sides indefinitely.

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Fujita Yokuro is very satisfied with the current stalemate. After all, after experiencing previous cooperation, he has an indescribable respect and awe for Chen Motang and Qian Laomou in his heart, but facing the blood demon

Luo's order and the huge temptation of Hu Fu, they will not stop fighting.

On the other hand, Blood Demon Luo's order to them was just, "Stop them!", so what they have done now can be regarded as completing Blood Demon Luo's instructions, but they don't know if the ammunition in their hands can still last.

When will the balance reach?

"Lao Liu, what should I do?" Qian Laomou asked Chen Motang anxiously. Although Fujita Yokuro and others could not pose too much threat to them for a while, one of the deadpools was now in a dangerous situation.

However, the position can launch an attack in the direction of Wei Yan and Qiu Ran.

Although their battle with Blood Demon Luo was one versus two, once someone fired a cold shot from behind, it would inevitably break the balance of the entire battle.

The reason why such a thing has not happened yet is because both Chen Mutang and Qian Laomou will launch an attack on the deadpool's location, leaving him no time to take care of other things. But once he reacts, then as long as

Without leaving any angle for them to attack or threaten him, he can release a cold shot.

"Xiaoye, force them to come out first!"

At this moment, Fujita Yokuro pointed in the direction of Wei Yan and Qiu Ran and shouted to the deadpool on the outermost edge.

Saburo Ono is a killer trained by the East Asian Historical Research Association. Compared with several other ninjas, he is best at using guns to carry out assassinations. Over the years, he has relied on his precise marksmanship to kill opponents for the East Asian Historical Research Association.
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