Dark clouds crossed the bright sun, and there was another person in front of the recruit leader. He opened his eyes blankly, and couldn't use any strength. He opened his mouth to say something, but blood mist filled the sky. He fell to the sky, and with his sideways gaze, a man was caught.
The headless corpse with its head cut off by the sword is falling: "In the end it will still be..."
thump!
The face of the corpse lying on the ground was complicated, with a strange expression, which seemed to be relief, but also helplessness. Dongchen grabbed the neck of the only remaining recruit with his left hand, looked at his frightened and confused face, and raised his hand to wave in the distance.
"Awesome!" Thumbs up tall, and Bergobold walked from a distance with all his spare parts dangling.
The team members who were watching all this happening from beginning to end in front of the screen took a deep breath, relieved their worries and jumped high.
"Brother is so handsome." Annie held her chest in her hands and her eyes lit up. Ai Weier pouted and flicked her tail: "He's a handsome pot lid, why didn't I see what's so handsome about him?"
Ai Weier's almond-shaped eyes were blurred and her peach cheeks were red. Christina raised her slender index finger and pointed it gently towards her chest: "You little goblin who talks nonsense, my sister will complain if you turn around! Watch your butt."
"You...you all bully me."
Hehehe, who was suppressing a smile, closed the sliding door, and walked back to the car one by one, arm-in-arm, ready to copy Bergbird's old tricks.
"Usually that guy is so stingy, but now that he's gone, those drinks... hehe..." Vegeta stuck out his tongue and touched Tian's big, fat lips, greedily speeding up his pace.
Bergobold, who had no idea that his private possession was about to suffer, was admiring Dongchen's masterpiece. The guy in the room was still wandering around after his lungs were pierced by a mop. Well, only one and a half of the nine soldiers survived.
Half of them are the unlucky ghosts who are about to expire in front of them.
"Abraden warrior?"
The recruit, with only a pair of trousers left, stood on the wall with his legs together, his whole body swaying. Faced with Dongchen's indifferent gaze, he was frightened.
What does this devil want to do? God bless, mom, I don't want to die.
"Answer me, you don't have a third chance." The tip of his toes tapped the ground every now and then, and he pressed his right hand on his chest. Feeling the familiar hardness, Dongchen's eyes became lighter and lighter, as if they had lost focus.
The recruit Danzi's throat moved: "Yes, I am."
"Which issue?"
"In the 86th period, Gary, a recruit from the third squad of the third battalion, fifth company, second platoon, salutes the commander."
After answering completely subconsciously, the recruit Danzi became even more frightened.
Who is the terrifying guy in front of me? How come he knows everything. God, Holy Mother, will he let me go? Almighty Lord...
Dong Chen squinted at the trembling trash in front of him, sneered, picked up the machine gun, and clicked the gun: "Sir? I'm not some bullshit commander."
The black muzzle gradually rose from the ground. The recruit Danzi lowered his eyes and stared at the muzzle, watching it slide from his big toe to his knee, then slide down between his legs, pass through his chest, reach his throat, and finally settle on the center of his eyebrows.
Cold sweat dripped down all over his body. His dark green military underwear was bulging with moisture, and his erect penis was particularly clear due to excessive tension.
Dongchen glanced disgustedly.
The fixed muzzle of the gun gradually slid down. The recruit had not yet breathed out the bullet, and his heart was hanging in the air.
The gun stopped at his dick.
He... what does he want to do?
The recruit, who was almost going crazy from the torture, was about to cry, his face was twitching together in grievance, and his muscles were beating constantly.
"Tell everything you know clearly, otherwise there will be no need for the things below you to exist. Don't worry, you won't die."
"me……"
With his dick gone, what's the difference between death and death? Looking at the devil in front of him, the recruit was crying like a baby, and he even explained clearly that he stole the underwear of a female military doctor. Dongchen quietly said
Listening, Bergobold gave admiring looks from time to time from inside the room. He was studying when the unlucky guy would die.
The hissing sound was like the gasp of death, constantly squeezing the fragile nerves of Recruit Danzi. Finally, the guy inside stopped moving, and Recruit Danzi collapsed completely.
The gun slammed forward heavily.
Before the wailing cry could be heard, there was another click.
"You are always so straightforward!" Bergbod looked at the recruit with his head up and his chest down, his unblinking eyes, and looked at Dongchen playfully.
"All the Abreden guys must die."
The coldness that pierced the soul caused Bergobold to tremble all over his body. Looking at the God of Death in front of him, our great scientist shrugged: "What should we do next?"
"kill!"
The air outside the house was still dry. Dongchen jumped out of the window, straightened his clothes and put his sword on his back. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the church: "That place is really nice. It's a good cemetery."
Calling a holy church a cemetery is something only a lunatic like Dongchen can do. As a white man, no matter how disdainful God is, Bergobold will not say anything to the church.
After all, that place can be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance. Although he always wanted to have some super-friendly relationship with the great Virgin.
With the bad intentions of sinking to the bottom of hell, following the footsteps of the God of Death, Bergobold arrived at the castle door leading to the church.
Looking up at the huge crucifix of the Holy Father and the huge gray and white cross, Dongchen curled his lips in disdain: "Wait, your followers will come to accompany you soon. Many, very many."
The dry yellow sand scraped by in flakes, taking away all vitality and burying all traces.
Walking along the avenue that he had walked many times, Dongchen deliberately stopped halfway, looking at the ground that was no different from other places, he sighed: "In the end, there is still nothing left."
The black mercenary's smile before he died vaguely appeared, and Dongchen took a deep breath...
Maybe what he left behind was just this memory that he would eventually forget.
What is left behind by those who die is actually a thought. And this thought will gradually disappear over time. In less than a hundred years, it will completely disappear. No one will remember it anymore, and no one will know it anymore.
Therefore, many people are afraid of death. Dongchen is also afraid, but Dongchen is not afraid of being forgotten, but afraid of not having a chance to take revenge.
"The evil you have done, as long as I am alive for one day, I will repay you well."
More than half a body behind, Bergobold blinked as he felt the changing aura of Dongchen's body.
What the hell is this guy doing? Why is he so excited? What stimulated him? Those soldiers just now? Or... Abreden!
Thinking of Dongchen's previous words, Bergobald felt a headache and touched his forehead.
Abreden? Haha, Abreden. It seems that my cheap son-in-law is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. However, he seems to be in more trouble. In comparison...Abraeden, haha, Abreden.