The man jumped up high, his black coat flapping in the air like the wings of a death bird.
The metal raven hovered in the air, providing Zhao Guangming with a foothold.
The dark golden eyes were emotionless and stared at Liuli.
The thin middle-aged man had a ferocious smile on his face and opened his mouth to spit out hot white steam.
The two jet-black swords were like death tokens, slashing straight at the woman suspended in the air.
Declare her death.
Liuli smiled. This time she didn't look at Zhao Guangming again, she just pointed in the distance.
"Collapse."
The residential building in the direction of the finger collapsed instantly, and the wall full of steel bars hit Wang Jin hard.
She wanted to distract Zhao Guangming's attention in this way, so that he would have to distract himself from protecting those incapacitated wastes.
As if she felt it was not safe, she spoke again and said in a clear voice.
"die."
The double curse spread at the speed of sound, shrouding Wang Jin and his group.
Even Zhao Guangming now cannot save people before the curse takes effect.
As long as he kills those useless losers, Zhao Guangming will be completely desperate.
After completing this, Liuli turned to look at Zhao Guangming with a proud look.
She couldn't wait to see the middle-aged man's desperate but helpless expression.
Just like seven years ago, the superior genius hugged the body of his companion, his face as pale as a defeated dog.
This is the price he should pay.
"Will you save them?"
Liuli tilted her head, her eyes shining with expectation.
Although her expressions and movements were as cute and playful as a girl's, it actually brought a real threat of death to Wang Jin.
"Huh?"
Liuli looked at Zhao Guangming and let out a sigh. She didn't see the expected expression on his face.
It wasn't a face full of despair, nor was it a cold expression that completely ignored the life and death of his companions, but a confident smile.
He even stopped attacking and looked at the dust with Liuli.
boom--
There was so much smoke and dust that it was difficult to see what was going on underneath.
The next second, the expectation on Liuli's face instantly solidified.
The huge figure broke through the smoke and roared, 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 form, breaking the collapsed floor.
As if he was dissatisfied with Liuli's sudden attack, the young man stretched out his hand and gave her an upside-down thumbs up gesture.
"None of those people are easy to mess with."
Zhao Guangming grinned, with a mocking smile in his dark golden pupils.
Without waiting for the woman to respond, he stepped forward again, his strange figure difficult to capture.
He had no intention of giving Liuli time to open her mouth again.
Swish——
The head soared into the air, with a hint of astonishment still on its beautiful face.
She didn't expect that those people who looked like wounded people still had fighting ability, and she didn't expect that Zhao Guangming was so cautious.
"Something's wrong."
Zhao Guangming frowned. He did not stop attacking just because he cut off the opponent's head, but continued to swing his swords.
The muscles undulated like flowing water, and the deadly and swift knife skills quickly tore the broken body into pieces.
Even with shocking power, Zhao Guangming still chose the safest attack method.
The experience accumulated from many missions allows him to always make the right choice subconsciously.
Sharp blades intersect, flesh and blood fly away, fragrance disappears and jade dies.
The man's face did not show the joy of having a great revenge, but instead showed the slightest trace of worry.
The amber light on the horizon shows no signs of disappearing, and is even getting thicker and thicker.
"hiss…"
Wang Jin in the distance raised his eyebrows.
Before sacrificing himself, the god of evil said that the only way to kill Liuli was to have the one he loved pierce her heart with his own hands. Zhao Guangming's actions also verified the authenticity of this statement.
But this woman was completely torn to pieces, but nothing happened.
Then there is only one possibility, this woman has no heart.
It's not that the heart has been moved to another location in the body, it's that there is no such thing.
"You hurt me."
The pieces of meat gathered together and quickly transformed back into that slim figure.
Her tone was a bit angry, but she seemed to be acting coquettishly to the one she loved.
"Where's your heart?"
Zhao Guangming looked unkind and asked.
"My heart is always with you."
Liuli tilted her head and showed a cute smile.
"Oh shit."
Zhao Guangming spat and took the knife to kill Liuli again.
"If I can't send you back, I will kill you over and over again."
Dark golden pupils stared at Liuli, and he rushed over with anger.
The huge wind pressure makes people breathless, and the steel knife in their hands screams.
"This is too hard."
Wang Jin looked at that figure and muttered softly.
He felt that Zhao Guangming's aura was gradually becoming disordered, and his whole feeling was becoming more and more weird.
“Overdrawing the body, burning one’s ego, and even giving up one’s identity as a human being.”
Han Dong squinted his eyes and seemed to be talking to himself.
"Turn yourself into firewood in every sense of the word, lighting up the darkest period before sunrise and bringing tomorrow to mankind."
"That's what Project Dawn is."
Wang Jin was stunned 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 and looked at Zhao Guangming with a strange look in his eyes.
"Mustache finally brought someone here."
The little fox squatting on Wang Jin's shoulder jumped twice, pointed in the distance and shouted.
"No, he came alone."
Wang Jin squinted 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, nor is it a ghost story in the traditional sense, but it has the unique atmosphere of a secret ritual.
"That's Bai Zibing, a secret ritual used by the commanding bureau to deal with special situations."
Han Dong explained to Wang Jin with a smile.
Support came and his mood improved a lot.
"That's it."
Wang Jin nodded gloomily.
He was even a little worried.
After Mustache rescued him, Zhao Guangming completely lost his worries.
This means that the fragile balance has been broken again, and Liuli will definitely attack herself crazily before the barrier is broken.
"No, that's not right."
Wang Jin saw clearly the expression on Liuli's face and instantly realized something was wrong.
She dealt with Zhao Guangming's attack with ease and had no intention of taking action.
Liuli's status is higher than that of a god, so he can't only have this little strength.
Then it can only mean that she is mobilizing most of her power to prepare for something.
——
"What the hell?"
Ma Yao exclaimed, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground.
He didn't even have time to pick it up. He ran quickly to his luxury car, falling twice in the process.
As a former front-line worker, there were not many situations that could make him panic like this.
But now the entire city of Shangjing has been shrouded in heavy rain without warning, and it cannot be normal.
It's impossible to hide a vision of this magnitude even if you want to.
"Something happened, something happened."
Ma Yao pulled on the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The director was very angry and the consequences were serious.