Lan Yu began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his upper body.
His muscular body was exposed to the air, with all kinds of strange tattoos on his skin, and the skin in several places was wriggling strangely.
Lan Yu grinned: "Then, let's get started."
All the overseas people's eyes revealed a strong sense of worship. At this moment, Lanyu was their supreme god, no, not even as good as a god, he was the master!
They firmly believe that if they follow such a person, the whole world will fall into their hands. They use their own hands to remove the corruption of this world and create the world they long for.
Only the woman in the red dress beside her had a cold face and no emotion in her eyes.
At this time, in the dark wasteland.
Qingshan came to a poplar, looked up and ahead, and flickered slightly.
The leader followed behind, looked around and asked, "There's nothing here."
Qingshan squatted down and slid his two unusually long fingers across the ground.
Soon, he withdrew his fingers and said calmly, "No, they are here, but they are covered by the special ghost fog."
"Child!"
Behind him, Tong Yao blinked and took out a shell from his backpack without saying anything.
Looking at the puzzled leader, he said, "Captain, you'd better stay away and cover your ears."
The leader's expression changed slightly and he kept a distance of more than ten meters.
Tong Yao injected ghost energy into the shell and then threw it forward.
The shell rolled on the ground, stopped in front of a stone, and then became covered with cracks, and broke apart the next moment.
At the moment of the rupture, a violent gust of wind swept up, accompanied by a trembling air, and an unpleasant ghost howl spread.
A large amount of smoke and dust was rolled up, and the shrill ghost howling stimulated the eardrums. Although the team leader held his ears with both hands, he still felt like his ears were about to explode.
Gradually, the sound stopped.
A huge black fog appeared in the originally empty wasteland. As the ghost fog dissipated, a large unfinished building emerged, exposed to several gazes.
The leader's eyes widened.
In this peaceful building, one can clearly sense many evil ghostly auras.
“Found it…found it!”
The team leader's face was filled with ecstasy, and he quickly took out his communicator. Qingshan suddenly stopped him and said, "Don't alert the enemy."
"Then what should we do? The leader of the Nightmare Organization is about to fuse the flesh and blood puzzle together!"
Qingshan didn't answer. He took out his walkie-talkie and said to the other party: "Mo Yan, it's your turn."
"Location: Northwest, approximately 800 meters away, wind from southwest, approximately force 2."
After saying that, Qingshan turned off the intercom, looked up at the unfinished building in front of him, and no longer took any action.
On the rooftop, after hearing the notification, Mo Yan turned off the intercom and threw it to Fang Ye.
Fang Ye held the walkie-talkie, looked in one direction, and asked, "So, should we rush over now?"
"Rush? No need."
Mo Yan stood up, staggering a little unsteadily. He threw away the wine bottle in his hand, picked up a long object on the side, and began to unseal it.
Fang Ye looked at it with a look of astonishment: "Is this, a sniper rifle?"
"You want to snipe those guys? But it's dark now."
After the cloth was completely removed, a black gun about two meters long was revealed. On the gun body and barrel, there was a dark red substance that looked like flesh and blood tissue, flashing a faint light.
Mo Yan was extremely drunk. His right eye turned dark black, his pupil turned blood red, and bloodshot crawled at the corner of his eye.
"What's wrong with the night? If the heart has vision, everything will be bright."
As he spoke, he raised the unusually long black spear and placed both hands on it. Corpse spots spread across his arms, and all the ghost energy was absorbed.
Bang!!
There was a loud gunshot, and the bullet disappeared into the darkness.
Mo Yan had already put away his gun, sat down, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit it, and put it to his lips.
"Is it over?"
Fang Ye's face was full of confusion.
Did the other party not even aim, or did the shot just serve as a firing shot to send a message?
Mo Yan inhaled a cigarette and exhaled a thin white smoke.
"Let the bullets fly for a while..."
…
Inside the unfinished building, Lan Yu's flesh and blood were wriggling and gathering at his right chest.
There was a perverted madness on his face.
Elder Fang watched the TV and said in a deep voice, "He put the flesh and blood puzzle on himself..."
The members of the Nightmare Organization looked at the squirming flesh and blood, their excitement reaching its climax, and they shouted proudly.
The flesh and blood was wriggling and gathering little by little on Lan Yu's right chest.
Sixteen pieces of flesh and blood puzzle are being pieced together one by one.
Gradually, half a face began to emerge...
When seeing this scene, everyone in front of the screen raised their throats, and the people in the Central Bureau revealed despair, holding their heads in their hands, and had a premonition that a terrible disaster was about to happen!
call……
When time stands still.
The air solidified.
When everyone stopped injecting at this moment, a bullet as long as a finger flew through the darkness and changed its trajectory strangely.
It penetrated the glass window of an unfinished building...
It passed through all the members of the Nightmare Organization and finally landed precisely on Blueprint, who opened his hands and enjoyed the piecing together of flesh and blood.
Phew!!
The bullet instantly pierced Lan Yu's eyebrows, and a large amount of blood mist splattered out from the back of his head.
The bullet did not pass through the head, but stopped inside the head.
Before anyone could react, the bullet released terrifying ghost power, tearing Lan Yu's head apart and exploding into a cloud of blood mist!
A shot to the head!
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