Chapter two hundred and twelfth in the wish to drop
Huang Xiaobei has no idea what happened to Carl and the others, because he has been fighting those six hateful fingers and that damn head. It has to be said that these fingers and that damn head are biting him.
A head that won't let go of its feet is really annoying! It can't be shaken off no matter how hard it is shaken off. It's even more hateful than a dog-skin plaster.
However, he always felt that something was not right, because from the beginning, the gunshots of the Maozi brothers disappeared, the blood servants shouted louder, and his heart could not help but beat rapidly.
Especially just now, Qianqian suddenly shouted "Senior!" If she hadn't been busy fighting those fingers that had been stabbed a thousand times, Commissioner Huang would have designated him to follow up.
"The senior is here."
But the strange thing is here, because the little Loli just shouted the words of the senior in a loud voice, and it was in a crying tone. Huang Xiaobei even heard an unusual worry?!
After thinking about it carefully, Huang Xiaobei felt that Qianqian's words of senior were probably not calling him, because it was difficult for that loli to care about him...
The special correspondent, whose nostrils were pressed with fingers, suddenly thought of a possibility.
Could it be that something happened to Karl?
Otherwise, why would Qianqian call him so loudly?
And how come you can hear the sound of Chu scum fighting with others around here, but there is no sound of gunfire at all.
Huh? Could it be that Karl and the others suddenly showed their power and took down all the demonic party... Hey, wait a minute, weren't they killed by a single move from the demonic party?
Um, no way... If it's me, Lao Wei and the dead bald guy who were killed by the demon gang, that's pretty much it. How many of them are there? Haha, you know how a little loli who can't read minds throws his hand
.The thieves thrown by Leidu are accurate, let alone brothers Karl and Maozi. They were instantly beaten by the demon party? Don't be kidding, okay?
The human mind is indeed the most difficult thing to control in the world. Even though Huang Xiaobei knows that he is a poisonous person, sometimes he can't control his power until he unconsciously kills his opponents or teammates.
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Finally, he pulled off the two fingers that were digging into his eyes, threw them out with all his strength, and stomped several times on the head that had been biting his shoe for a long time, until the head was knocked unconscious, and then Commissioner Huang couldn't help but
He stood up in a hurry, pinching his waist and laughing.
"Ah hahaha, this commissioner is indeed invincible. These little monsters can't do anything to me. Huang Xiaobei, Carl, remember, this commissioner lost six fingers tonight, plus one...
....Uh, one, one..." The commissioner's bragging voice stopped suddenly because he saw everything in front of him clearly.
Looking at Karl who was half kneeling on the ground, still coughing up blood.
He looked at Qian Qian and Brother Mao Zi, who were surrounded by more than twenty blood servants and countless stumps not far away, and then looked at Chu Zifeng, who was already surrounded by three people.
Commissioner Huang glanced around enigmatically, beginning to wonder if he was dreaming.
You must know that Karl and the others had the upper hand just now, how could they... in the blink of an eye...
When he discovered that some of the blood servants surrounding Qianqian and Brother Maozi had turned around and stared greedily at him, Commissioner Huang quickly recognized the reality.
Well, I'm not dreaming, these juniors and juniors who suffered a thousand blows were indeed killed by the devil's gang in one move.
After thinking about this, Commissioner Huang silently sat back on the ground, and then patted his pants very frankly.
Okay, I knew that such a day would come, but I didn’t expect that it would come a little late. Okay, okay, this special correspondent knows what to do.
After taking a deep breath and adjusting his breathing, Huang Xiaobei gently stretched out his hand and patted the head next to him that had been knocked unconscious by his step. The commissioner smiled flatteringly, "Are you okay? Just now.
Didn't it hurt you? How about I rub it for you?"
Seeing Clinton looking at him from a distance, Commissioner Huang quickly waved his hand, "We have our own people, why do we all have our own people!"
Obviously, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the special correspondent planned to be a licking dog. I have to say, this is very Huang Xiaobei.
But just when the special correspondent began to please the devil without any bottom line, and was about to seriously act as a dog licker, a weak voice suddenly sounded from his ears, interrupting his dog licking behavior.
"Senior, ahem, should you do something?"
The blood flowing out of his mouth had already formed a small pool of blood at his feet. His handsome cheeks were as white as ashes, and his five internal organs hurt like knives. Only his light blue eyes were still so bright.
Karl was seriously injured, so he couldn't stand up and could only half-kneel on the ground, coughing like a consumptive ghost, and every time he coughed, he would cough up a touch of bright red.
But even so, he did not put down the two guns in his hands, holding them firmly in his hands.
Hearing the words that were weak and weak, as if he would die at any moment, Huang Xiaobei glanced at him and asked, "Can you still fight? Or is Chu scum capable of turning the tide?"
Even though he was seriously injured, even though he kept coughing up blood, Karl still raised his head and smiled softly. On his weak and pale face, only the smile remained as gentle as ever.
"No. So I hope you can help me. I beg you, okay?"
Now is a desperate situation, no one can save them, but Carl is willing to take a gamble just because he is willing, he is willing to believe Huang Xiaobei, and this is enough.
Seeing the smile on the corner of the guy's mouth and the expectation in the guy's eyes, Huang Xiaobei lowered his head.
How should I put it? Although I have known Karl for a long time, I roughly know what kind of person he is. He is usually polite and gentle to everyone. He has never even spoken loudly, even to a beggar.
The beggar has such a gentle smile on his face.
But it seemed that this was the first time Huang Xiaobei had heard him say the word "begging" since he met him.
Huang Xiaobei suddenly felt a little moved, and for a moment he really wanted to save this guy who he had never liked very much, but who was indeed pretty good.
Although Karl usually seems very gentle and is not too aggressive about anything, whenever there is a dispute that is harmless, he will take the initiative to give in and then smile back.
But Huang Xiaobei knew that this guy with a beautiful smile was also proud deep in his heart, and that pride was probably not much less than that of Chu Zifeng.
Huang Xiaobei sighed and shook his head.
Haha, this kind of person who doesn't seem very proud on the surface is actually the most proud. It's hard to make him ask for help. You know, what Karl usually says most is "hope". I hope you do what you want.
Like, "I beg?" It's rare to say.
Looking at the sincerity in Karl's eyes, looking at the fact that even now he is coughing up blood, his face becomes paler every time he coughs, but he still manages to hold on to a gentle and encouraging smile towards himself, Huang Xiaobei seems to see it again
The gap between myself and these protagonists.
Apart from anything else, everyone is proud. Aren't the protagonists generally very proud people? You see, this is the quality that the protagonist must have. What's more, Carl is not only proud. At critical moments, he is also willing to believe in others and also...
You see, being willing to let go of your pride is very rare.
But unfortunately, you asked the wrong person.
Huang Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
You, my senior, have the consciousness of small farmers and the thoughts of little people. I had daydreams back then. Don't tell me, if I were standing here when I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I would risk my life to save you.
But I can’t do it now. Now I just want to pay off the debt honestly, and then borrow some money from my uncle to open a supermarket and spend the rest of my life. What about the devil’s secret party, what about monsters, what about saving the world, ah, you guys
Just because I like to live this kind of heroic life doesn't mean I like it. If I go my own way, how can you scold me?
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It was impossible for Karl to know what Huang Xiaobei was thinking. He only knew that after he said those difficult words, Huang Xiaobei lowered his head and fell into silence. But soon, his senior raised his head.
, patted his thigh, looked at himself and said seriously.
"Okay, then I will fight against the odds for you, for this world, and for the people I love!"
Karl's eyes shone brightly, and his pale face also improved a bit, because he seemed to have seen the coming situation!
It seems that I made the right bet.
Thinking about it, Karl relaxed his right hand and did not put his hand into his trouser pocket.
At this time, after hearing Huang Xiaobei's words, the burly figure also looked at him curiously.
Clinton and Xiaolan also looked at Huang Xiaobei, who was full of sexy temperament, but they felt a little uneasy.
They are not Karl, they know more, so they are more worried.
Because Huang Xiaobei is not an ordinary person, he is a descendant of the secret party's Grand Duke Abraham. With such a noble bloodline, if he really tries his best, if he really puts his life to death, who can guarantee that tonight will not happen?
A second Abraham appears?
After all, under the siege of the church and the Inquisition, it was that taciturn young man who obtained the approval of the seven holy weapons in one night and turned the situation around in one fell swoop!
Thinking of this, Clinton's eyes became much more solemn.
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Sitting on the ground extremely arrogantly, Huang Xiaobei raised his head high, his nostrils pointed upward, arrogantly looking at everyone present, the disdain in his eyes could almost be seen by everyone.
Facing the arrogant Huang Xiaobei, Clinton quickly issued an order. The two blood servants who were besieging Chu Zifeng left at this moment and came behind Huang Xiaobei. The blood servants who surrounded Qianqian and Mao Zi brothers
He also moved closer to Huang Xiaobei, and at the same time he was ready to charge.
Scanning coldly at the arrogant figure sitting cross-legged on the ground, Clinton nodded slightly and said coldly.
"what you up to?"
Huang Xiaobei smiled sinisterly.
"What to do? You will know soon!"
With that said, Huang Xiaobei closed his eyes. Five seconds later, after taking a deep breath and adjusting his condition to the best, Huang Xiaobei suddenly opened his eyes!
The moment he opened his eyes, an unimaginably sharp light appeared in those big, watery eyes! It was as shocking as the awakening lion king on the grassland!
In an instant, Clinton's heart started beating wildly, his eyebrows furrowed, and he stared at Huang Xiaobei.
He clearly felt the change in Huang Xiaobei's momentum at this moment. It was a fearless momentum, a decisiveness that ignored everything!
So much so, that in those bright and gleaming eyes, Clinton even felt a determination to give up everything!
Could it be that he...
"Stop him!" Clinton shouted subconsciously. Even Karl and Chu Zifeng never made him so nervous!
Xiaolan took a deep breath and murmured softly on her lips, as if she was reciting some spell.
The blood servants approached Huang Xiaobei little by little, roaring angrily from their mouths.
The burly figure showed a solemn expression for the first time after looking at Huang Xiaobei for a long time.
Karl smiled slightly, his eyes full of expectation.
"Senior, please."
Seeing Huang Xiaobei staring at him endlessly, his eyes full of provocation, Clinton, who had a premonition that something was wrong, made his voice even more stern!
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Commissioner Huang raised his head so arrogantly.
The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, a pair of big hands were raised high above the head!
Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the special commissioner stood up slowly, with vigorous steps and a resolute expression, and walked step by step towards the blood servants surrounding him. Under the suppression of his sharp eyes, the people surrounding him
The blood servants began to retreat involuntarily, as if they felt some kind of instinctive fear.
After three steps, the commissioner stopped.
Under the gaze of everyone, under the expectation of everyone, the special commissioner raised his head high, his nostrils turned to the sky, scanned everyone, and then slowly raised his hands.
The next moment, Huang Xiaobei, who was brave and decisive and ignored all shame and humiliation, fell to his knees with a bang and threw himself on the ground. He had no sense of moral integrity and shouted loudly, "I wish to surrender! Which brother is in charge of surrender? Please come out now."
Captured."
"Hey, what's that? You don't ask for high-ranking officials and big salaries, you just want to have a good meal. Besides, your demon party doesn't have the bad habit of abusing prisoners, right? If you still don't want to join you, you can clear all the memories and let them go.
Ordinary people? The price is to send your demon party some souvenirs every month every year, okay?"
Time, from this moment on, suddenly became quiet.
The next moment, there was a sound of vomiting blood, and everyone present spit out blood, so angry that they collapsed from this idiot!
Where does this shamelessness come from? Is there any bottom line in being a human being?!
Damn it, where did the secret party find such a thing? Are they going to surrender after working on it for a long time?! (To be continued)