Wang Qiang originally came to chase Xiliuer, but Lao Ma suddenly appeared and snatched away the head. Wang Qiang, who loves face, was very angry. In fact, Lao Ma didn't count it as stealing the head. If Lao Ma hadn't taken action,
I'm afraid Wang Qiang may not be able to catch up with Seliu'er, and even if he catches up, with Wang Qiang's current state, Wang Qiang may not really be able to kill Seliu'er.
But there is a difference between being unable to kill oneself and being snatched away by others. Wang Qiang was extremely unhappy at this time. He also saw the cyan key that Sting dropped just now, but under the circumstances, although Wang Qiang wanted to
He went up to snatch it, but finally suppressed it.
But now this guy came to snatch people's heads again, and Wang Qiang was really very dissatisfied. Although he felt unhappy, Wang Qiang stood there and thought about it, but there was nothing he could do. Fall out with the other party? Wang Qiang thought so and knew this idea.
Too unrealistic.
Not to mention that Lao Ma just killed Sting and gave them a way out, which is equivalent to saving all of them once. Wang Qiang and Lao Ma fell out not only because Hongxiu would not help them, but also the team members within the Samsara team.
He may not necessarily help himself.
What's more, with the strong strength shown by Lao Ma, Wang Qiang knew that even if he and Zhang Jie teamed up, they might not be able to defeat him.
Therefore, although Wang Qiang felt unhappy, seeing his benefits taken away by the other party, but limited by his strength, Wang Qiang could only suppress the anger in his heart. For a moment, Wang Qiang's face turned ugly, but Wang Qiang did not say anything, but Wang Qiang's eyes
There was still a trace of resentment flashing through his heart. Wang Qiang stopped, turned around and started killing those Allen's troops. Now all he could do was kill a few more Allen's troops to make up for his losses.
But perhaps what Wang Qiang didn't expect was that the resentment in his eyes had been completely seen by Lao Ma, but Lao Ma sneered in his heart, "Strength is king in everything! Whoever has a bigger fist will have the upper hand."
The power of greater interests!" However, Lao Ma did not directly express his dissatisfaction with Wang Qiang. This was not because he was afraid of causing trouble, but because he did not take him seriously at all.
Lifting the tomahawk, Lao Ma glanced at Freya who was being chased. Freya's fate was not much better than Xiliuer's. With the joint efforts of Hong Xiu and Zhang Jie, Freya was chased after running a little distance.
Go up, then two on one, Freya was so miserable that she was directly shocked to death by the mental power.
After cleaning up the reincarnations in the enemy camp, Lao Ma and others later joined the ranks of chasing Allen's defenders. For these guys, Lao Ma would lift his ax twice and it was like killing someone.
It's like mowing grass.
Killing like crazy, Lao Ma has heard this sentence a long time ago, and today he finally experienced it for himself. There were dead bodies on the ground, and blood flowed into rivers. However, Lao Ma did not feel any discomfort at all, but felt very excited, and even felt a sense of excitement.
It feels like the blood in the whole body is boiling.
Holding the battle ax upside down, Lao Ma walked step by step towards the masked manservant who fell on the ground in front of him. The masked manservant's mask had already fallen off, and his delicate face was full of fear. His whole body was full of fear.
Shivering, the ground on the lower body became wet as the old horse approached.
Old Ma's body was already covered with blood. The white casual jacket that Old Ma put on because he saw Hongxiu coming over had turned blood red. Red blood was still dripping from the tomahawk in Old Ma's hand.
Slowly sliding down, following the footsteps of the old horse, it hung on the ground drop by drop, forming a blood-red blood line.
Lao Ma slowly approached, without rushing to kill the opponent. By now, Lao Ma's battle ax had drank an unknown amount of life's blood, and the entire ax was an ominous dark red color.
As for the keys, Lao Ma estimates that there are nearly fifty of them lying quietly in his nightmare space. If Lao Ma kills almost three people, a key will drop. There is no limit to the color of the key, including white.
There is blue, which is dropped according to the strength of the plot character who was killed.
However, for Lao Ma, there is no difference between these powerful plot characters, they just have one more ax and one less ax.
After the killing, Lao Ma has no feeling at all about killing. What is killing, and what is cutting grass. It is just the same as cutting out his own ax. After the killing, the fanaticism in Lao Ma's heart has gradually subsided, but there is another feeling.
But it slowly rose up, and Lao Ma felt that his heart seemed to be getting harder and colder. Facing these wailing and screaming plot characters, Lao Ma became more and more direct and ruthless, as if
What he killed was not a human being, just a chicken.
Seeing the old horse approaching, the boy's mask fell off and he struggled to retreat, but her trembling and weak legs abandoned him at this moment. He wanted to stand up, but his feet seemed to become
I knead the dough legs out of soft dough, and I can't stand up or stand firmly.
The old horse walked up to him, and without any nonsense, he struck the head with an axe. The handsome and childish head flew up, and blood spattered on the old horse's body and face.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it. Lao Ma had already chased him for almost two miles. After thinking about it, Lao Ma looked at the pile of keys lying quietly in his nightmare space, and an indescribable joy came over him.
In my heart, there was finally a smile on Lao Ma's calm face. As for the boy who was killed by Lao Ma, to be honest, Lao Ma didn't have any good feelings.
Then Lao Ma looked up at the guy who was running away hundreds of meters in front of him, and shook his head. To be honest, Lao Ma himself had killed too many people today, even though Allen's army collapsed and fled in all directions.
They went, but in the face of Lao Ma's 26-point agility, they couldn't outrun Lao Ma at all.
Lao Ma looked at the heavy swordsman in the distance with his blood-red eyes. At this time, his heavy armor had long been thrown away, leaving only a silver heavy sword in his hand. Maybe it was
Because of the murderous look in Lao Ma's eyes, the heavy swordsman suddenly looked back and saw that Lao Ma, the murderous devil, was also looking at him. He felt a cold air rising from his back, and then turned around.
He turned over and started running, but his speed was much faster than before.
"There is no end to the killing. We have killed enough today. Let's just leave some evil behind and stop today." Thinking of this, Lao Ma took a deep breath and put the battle ax into his nightmare space.
Perhaps because this masked manservant was too young and too weak, this masked manservant who looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy did not reveal the key.
However, Lao Ma didn't care much about this. He turned around and saw that he was no longer looking at the guy who was running away like crazy. He was minding his own business and walked in the direction of the chase from the wood processing factory.
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