"Uh, uh..." The masked man let out an extremely miserable whimper from his throat. Apparently Zhang Deshuai's kick was impartial and just hit his lifeblood.
The Spaniard suddenly said something angrily that Zhang Deshuai couldn't understand. His fair cheeks were filled with darkness. He was very angry at this sudden scene and waved his hand in Zhang Deshuai's direction!
"Deshuai!" Zhang Weiming lost control of the smoke around him and slowly relaxed. He stretched out his arms and broke free from the shackles of the smoke.
Because he was familiar with Zhang Deshuai's voice, although he was secretly annoyed that this kid was tired of living and came here, Zhang Weiming still ran quickly towards the two men in white, walking as fast as flying, stepping on the ground with his leather shoes, making a "puff puff puff" sound.
"The sound of explosion.
Zhang Deshuai succeeded in one blow and was already ready to escape. Perhaps it was the fear of the two men in his heart that made him hide in front of the Japanese without thinking. However, he was unable to avoid the shoulder and was hit by a huge force and staggered.
He turned sideways and took a few steps back.
"Hiss..." Zhang Deshuai, who was invisible, suddenly let out a hiss of pain. The Spaniard's eyes lit up, and he ignored his companions and slapped the masked man with his palm. The masked man instantly seemed to be hit by a car with hundreds of tons.
He hit the ground and flew towards Zhang Deshuai with his feet off the ground!
Zhang Deshuai endured the pain of his shoulder that seemed to be dislocated. He was sweating all over his body. He rolled and instantly rolled to the side of the slightly warm ground, bringing up a cloud of dust. When his injured shoulder hit the ground, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.
His body shape, his exposed body suddenly showed several wounds scratched by stones, and his shoulders were obviously bloated and bulging, and they were out of shape.
"Damn you! You dare to bully me!" The suit on his upper body burst. He looked at Zhang Weiming who looked like an educated youth in front of him, revealing his well-proportioned and explosive muscles in his upper body. He instantly turned into a gangster, and even the presbyopia on his face was knocked off him.
He opened his majestic arms, narrowed his eyes, hunched his body like a cheetah, jumped up and clapped his hands on the ground with his footsteps, and his whole body instantly turned into a cannonball and flew towards the Spaniards.
It seemed that a huge resistance appeared in an instant, blocking Zhang Weiming's body, causing his rapid bounce to slow down significantly. He crossed his hands in front of his chest and waved violently to both sides, "click".
There was a sound, like the sound of concrete cracking, and then Zhang Weiming kept moving and sprinted towards the Spaniard again.
The Spaniard's expression was slightly ferocious, and he was very annoyed that Zhang Weiming had defeated his superpower, but he could only escape quickly backwards, his clothes swinging like silk, and he cursed and said something to the masked man behind him.
.
"B-Baga!" The masked man's mask fell off long before he was in the air, revealing a pig-kidney face that was red from suppressing the pressure and even had a bit of cyan color. He covered his crotch and tightened his thighs.
He walked with his little legs and waved his hand in anger. The billowing smoke instantly changed its target and enveloped Zhang Deshuai and Zhang Weiming!
"Bullshit!" Zhang Weiming yelled, but he was extremely afraid of the smoke that made him so miserable. He originally rushed straight towards the Spaniard's body, but instantly twisted in the air unreasonably, clapped his hands on the ground, and headed towards
Zhang Deshuai snatched away.
"Deshuai! Run!" Su Yongyao was laughing and saying something intermittently when Zhang Deshuai kicked the masked man in the crotch. At this time, seeing that the junior he admired was in danger, he warned aloud.
Zhang Deshuai trembled when he heard this. He put one hand on the ground and climbed up awkwardly. He stumbled and ran a few steps. His shoulders hurt, and his steps couldn't help but weaken, and he fell to the ground again.
Several streaks of smoke followed Zhang Deshuai and immediately wrapped around his feet, and then like a crazy ivy, slowly crawled all over his body from his ankles.
The smoke was mixed with sulfuric acid. Although the concentration did not seem to be very high, Zhang Deshuai still felt bursts of burning pain in his exposed upper body. Secondly, the water vapor was so humid that it made his whole body sticky, and he felt unable to exert strength.
feeling.
Zhang Deshuai moved a few times, but found that he couldn't use any force at all. The smoke was like a fairy rope. When he exerted force, it expanded, but he couldn't get rid of it. When his strength failed, it fought back to trap him, making him trapped.
He was tied up and tightly bound.
After only a few movements, the smoke seemed to have been affected by a quick-coagulant. It condensed as sharp as a steel needle, cutting Zhang Deshuai's skin bit by bit!
"Ah -" Zhang Deshuai was stimulated and screamed crazily. The smoke cut his skin bit by bit, but it did not expand his wounds quickly. It seemed that the force was too small and could only be used to hurt Zhang Deshuai.
Exposed skin caused a little skin trauma.
However, when Zhang Deshuai gritted his teeth and endured the pain, the island man's sinister sneer explained why the power of the smoke was so weak: "Smelly, stinky boy! How dare you do this to me! Unforgivable,
Unforgivable! I will wait until the battle is over before I can play with you slowly."
His little eyes couldn't help but narrowed, and his pig-kidney face smiled sinisterly. The smoke surrounding Zhang Deshuai instantly separated a little, and went towards Zhang Weiming who was passing by. The smoke from other places also slowly shrouded it, as if it wanted to engulf the area in front of him.
!
"Damn it!" Zhang Weiming dodged quickly and cursed, "Damn it! Su Yongyao, you are a low-level leader. You only have a few bodyguards! You don't have any backup! You actually drag down my handsome man!" Zhangjiacun is now
Already merged into the Watchers, Zhang Weiming said this very unruly. He was obviously very angry that Zhang Deshuai was injured and was helpless. He avoided the spreading smoke and used his hands and feet to bring out bursts of fists and kicks to push the smoke away.
After retreating some distance, Zhang Weiming didn't know what he saw. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he looked towards the Spaniard who was constantly using powers on him and trying to manipulate him.
"Bullshit! I won't lose. If you want to end the battle, you'd better worry about it!" Zhang Weiming was full of swear words and kicked the ground with both feet. Several fist-sized gravels flew up from the ground instantly. He either used the side of his feet to hit the ground.
Kick, or slap with your hands horizontally, to hit the gravel towards the two men in white.
The Spaniard had a gloomy expression on his face. He waved his hand and smashed all the gravel into pieces in the air. This time he spoke in English. Zhang Deshuai was dizzy from the pain and was not very careful in English, but he managed to do so.
I still understood what he meant: Hurry up! This is not Europe after all, and the members of our God's Throne are not too densely distributed! The number of people on the other side may increase. We took advantage of this raid, but there are not many follow-up people, and there are not many people.
Maybe like a watcher, you can call members of other missions nearby for help! Now that Jack and the others have not come, they must be entangled by someone. When there is no one on the other side, find Su Yongyao in advance and get out of the battle!
It turned out to be someone from the God's Throne...
Zhang Deshuai felt relieved, and his fear of this masked island man was reduced a little. He once again endured the pain and moved his body a few times, but found that it was all in vain. He let out a sigh of despair, and his temples were already twisted and hung sideways on him.
A touch of light blue suddenly caught the eyeglasses lens on his face.
Zhang Deshuai turned his head away in surprise. In his eyes, Su Yuanyuan cautiously staggered towards the islanders on tiptoes. She had an injury on her foot, so she couldn't walk fast, but she could always keep herself moving forward at a steady and quiet pace. It seemed that she could not walk fast.
It was the wounds that continued to take effect, and his petite body was shaking constantly. His dirty and pale face was full of caution and guilt, as if listening to something, he nodded from time to time, and then glanced at Zhang Deshuai.
As their eyes looked at each other, there was a trace of guilt in the eyes that were misty, almost as misty as the fog around them. The eyes couldn't help but flow a little, and the head with disheveled hair tilted to the side, signaling Zhang Deshuai not to pay attention to him.
Then he tightly grasped the shirt that covered his lower body and continued to touch the islander who was concentrating on controlling the smoke and trying to restrain Zhang Weiming and end the fight early.
"Hehe! What nonsense! Do you think this is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!" Zhang Weiming sneered, seeing that the smoke would stop when he kicked the ground and kicked the gravel with his hands and feet, so he simply stopped.
Obsessed with the thought of knocking down the two of them, he kicked the ground wholeheartedly and threw the gravel at the two of them, giving them the illusion of delaying time.
"Baga!" The island countryman was furious. The smoke could never get close to the slightest bit, so he gave up the smoke entangled in the little character Zhang Deshuai. He kept swinging his hands, and a steady stream of mist instantly surged towards Zhang Weiming like a tide, one after another.
As soon as the tide hit, Zhang Weiming was instantly wrapped in thick smoke and turned into a big silkworm chrysalis. Only the popping sound could still be heard inside, and the rubble began to be sprayed in all directions like an overwhelming force!
When the Spaniard saw this scene, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was afraid that Zhang Weiming would come out to cause trouble again, so he simply lit another fire, controlled the smoke to become denser, and pushed it towards the inside!
"Haha, Zhang Weiming, let me see what else you can do!" The Spaniard smiled. He just turned his head and looked around, trying to confirm Su Yongyao's position again, but saw a light blue color appear behind his teammate.
He just opened his mouth to remind his proud teammates, and raised his arms quickly. The woman who looked dusty, as if she had just experienced a battle, looked at him, and slashed the islander's back with a sharp knife.
neck.
"Ah -" Su Yuanyuan yelled and was pushed into the air. She stretched out her hands weakly. The long skirt with several large holes was exposed to Zhang Deshuai's sight. The long skirt was flying everywhere, and there were even holes in it.
Some of the thin skin and tender meat are faintly displayed.
"Yuanyuan!" Su Yongyao shouted out of thin air, but did not reveal his figure.
"Little bastard, let's see where you run this time!" As the islander fell to the ground and fainted, Zhang Weiming dispersed the smoke with a few punches and charged towards the Spaniard with murderous intent.
"Captain Su!" Regardless of the pain on his body, Zhang Deshuai quickly crawled to Su Yuanyuan's side, hugged Su Yuanyuan's head, wiped off the stains on her face, and saw that she was still breathing weakly, and said worriedly again
He patted Su Yuanyuan's face and said, "Wake up! Captain Su!"
"Zhang Deshuai..." Su Yuanyuan snorted, slowly opened her eyes, and shouted angrily.
Her face was extremely pale, but she had an unusually rosy look. There were more small scars on her face, and blood was flowing from the corners of her lips. She seemed to be about to faint at any time, and her slender eyelashes floated with her eyelids.
As for the rhythm, Su Yuanyuan inhaled slowly, and the pink color on her chest rose and fell very slowly. She slowly slid her hand along Zhang Deshuai's arm to the edge of the wound she had injured, and rubbed it gently and feebly a few times.
, but she curved her mouth in great relief, smiled with a frown on her face, and said weakly and proudly: "This time... I did okay, right?"
Zhang Deshuai was stunned, watching her slowly close her eyes, her hands drooping, weakly falling to the ground, and her tears finally rolled down uncontrollably.
He nodded dully, but held Su Yuanyuan's face with trembling hands and said: "Yeah! Yeah! Captain Su, Captain Su, I was wrong, it was me who was wrong! I won't talk about you anymore! Wake up